AmericaXReader: Oppan Gangnam Style!!
"Alfred, what the hell are you doing?!"
"Well, stop. I'm trying to do my homework!"
"Nah, you like it~" America hops on his toes, swinging his arms like a cowboy swinging a lasso.
"No, I'm trying to focus. Why don't you go dance with Korea or something?" You hiss. Sadly, you take your anger out on your poor pencil, snapping it in half. Still, the American continues to hop on his toes and laughs obnoxiously.
"Dance with me, (Name)!"
"No. I'm working." You reach up to grab a pen from the cup on the top shelf. He dances around you.
"Please? C'mon, do it GANGNAM STYLE!"
Then he goes much more furiously, switching feet between hops, and stepping twice with the 3rd and 4th beat.
"What does that even mean!?"
"Pffft- I don't speak Korean. C'mon, it's not hard to do."
You put your hand on his face and push him out of the way.
"No. I need to finish my homework."
Alfred taunts, "Don't be a Brit!"
Completely irritated, you pick up the abnormally large history book and swing it a
AmericaXReader: What Does The Fox Say?AmericaXReader: What Does The Fox Say?2 years ago in Humor More Like This
“Oh my god, Alfred STOPPIT.”
“If you don’t stop I swear to Glob I will freaking choke you!”
“Wa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pow!” the American screams louder than imaginable while shaking his hips, arms extended at an angle like some kawaii neko. The mask on his face is made of cardboard and poorly coloured in with crayon; it hangs on his face tied with a shoe string. “Wa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pow! Wa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa—”You turn around and strike like lightning, but he’s too fast; just as your fist comes hurdling through the air like debris erupting from a volcano, Alfred scrambles out of the way, tripping over himself and falling to his knees, during which, he continues on: “Hatee-hatee-hatee-ho! Hatee-hatee-hatee-ho! Hatee-hatee-hatee-ho!”
You groan on the verge of tears from the irritation. “Look, Gangnam Style was enough, don’t you
AmericaxReader Video Games Ch.1AmericaxReader Video Games Ch.13 years ago in Romance More Like This
Blood poured down from a wound in your chest. There was no way to treat it. The gunshot wound. It had gone straight through your armor, right to your heart. Not even a Medkit could heal you now.
"Damn it! Not again, I suck at Halo." You moaned as your side of the spilt screen on the TV flashed 'GAME OVER'. You threw your controller onto the floor as you heard uncontrollable laughter from your left.
"Well, if you own at Resident Evil 4, then I get to own at Halo 2." Said your friend, "anyways, don't game-rage on the controller, it would be so not cool if you broke another one."
But just as you regained your cool, you looked back over to his side of the screen, only to see your virtual dead body being teabagged.
"AL!", you shouted, he started laughing uncontrollably. You watched as his blonde hair quickly turned into a horrible mess as he slid quickly from the couch onto the floor. Where, to your horror, he started to 'rofl'. He soon steadied himself, running his fingers through his hair
Drive Thru- AmericaXReaderDrive Thru- AmericaXReader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"____, _____, I'm hungry..." your boyfriend Alfred whined.
"What do you want me to do about it, Alfred?" You said in monotone while you were driving your car from the mechanics. You had Alfred in the passenger seat next to you. You were trying to concentrate on the road ahead of you but his groans were driving you insane.
"What I'm saying is that I want food." He pouted. You laugh at his childish behaviour. "I bet you can hear my stomach grumble all the way to Japan...!" He whined again. Gee was he persistent.
"But you know we didn't have any food at home. We need to go to the supermarket, and before that we need to go to the bank to draw money." And you really didn't feel like cooking today.
"OH! I got an idea!" Alfred said out loud. Giving you a scare and nearly making you hit the break mid drive in the FREEWAY.
"W-what... Is it, Al...?" You said panting and trying to recover from your mini heart attack.
"Let's get some fast food!"
'Are you outta your
Strip Club Prank Call- AmericaxReaderToday was an extremely crappy day for you. You bombed an extremely important test in one of your classes, the lunch was pure shit… just about anything that could go wrong did. You were so grateful to get out of class that day.Strip Club Prank Call- AmericaxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
But at least you'd get to hang out with Alfred now! He was your best friend, and as such always knew what to do to cheer you up. Though you kind of felt like he wouldn't be able to help you out this time, since this was a really bad funk, you figured it'd at least be fun!
Oh boy, how wrong you were. About him not being able to cheer you up that is. Alfred could sense your despair as soon as he saw you. For a guy who was often accused of not being able to "sense the mood", he sure could read you pretty well.
"Awwww, what's wrong, __________?" He asked, concerned.
"Nothing, Alfred." You lied, knowing it was pointless. He'd annoy the hell out of you until he got you to fess up. He was oddly sweet like that. Maybe that's why you were secretly in love with him?
Wounded!AmericaXReaderWounded!AmericaXReader2 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Are there anymore…?" You ask him, referring to his countless injuries. There are no life-threatening wounds, but the fact that he's hurt bothers you to begin with. You hate it when Alfred gets hurt. It doesn't happen often, but when it does, you can't help but want to lock him away from all the dangers of the world, keeping him safe from any harm.
"No, you got all of them, [Name]. I owe you big time."
You nod, stomach churning and flipping around. America sits on the couch with a small slouch, most of his body covered in bandages. His left eye is quite the shiner and throbs whenever its touched.
"Who did this to you?" You question the blonde quietly. He didn't reply the first time you asked, instead, he ignored you. But you have to know. It's beginning to eat you alive.
"It doesn't matter, does it?" he smiles. "I still have you."
"Alfred…" Your voice trails away.
"Hey, don't look like that, [Name]! I'm perfectly fine!" Alfred laughs just as lou
The Stereotypes Song: America"I love those fat Americans, you know they so obnoxious. They always eating burgers. They always holding shotguns."The Stereotypes Song: America2 years ago in Humor More Like This
You walk over to America's house and knock on the door, after a few minutes Tony opens the door and stares at you. "Hi Tony! Is America here?" You ask, Tony nods his head and points to a dark corner where you see America sulking, you ask Tony why America was sulking and from what you understood was that America was sad and angry because Tony kept on beating him in every single video game he had. You walked inside and decided that since America is...busy, you would just walk around his house. You first go into the kitchen and look at his fridge and see that is was full of burgers, you sweatdrop "well, the burger part was right" you grab a bag of burgers and start to go to look around the rest of the house, while you were look around you didn't notice America come up behind you, "(Y/N)? Dude what are you doing with my burger?" America asks with confused look on his face. "U
America x Reader ~Seafood Diet~~"Seafood" Diet~America x Reader ~Seafood Diet~2 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Alfred…Alfred, goddammit! Didn't I tell you to watch your weight?"
"Mmrph?" Your boyfriend made a loud slurping noise as he wolfed down his banana cream pie that had melted into a hot bowl of whipped cream slurry and vanilla pudding. Why did the buffets always have to have hot plates even at the dessert stands?
You sighed. "Alfred, I thought your doctor said your calorie counts have been flying off the charts. Keep this up and you'll die of a heart attack."
"It's okay, __________," Alfred dismissively replied and grabbed another bite of steak. You grimaced. Did beef even go well with bananas and pudding? Apparently it did for your boyfriend.
"Seriously, Alfred, I know you do a lot of sports, but do you think it would kill you to turn down the eating just a notch? You know, to ease up on the sugars and fats. At least do it for me."
"You mean like a diet?"
You nodded. "That's what I was getting at, yeah."
Alfred swallowed his food without chewing enough times for his st
AmericaXReader - Nightmares(Just alittle cute story I came up with awhile ago... Well Hope you enjoy it)AmericaXReader - Nightmares3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You had another bad dream, the 4th one this week, and this was starting to worry your roommate and your best friend, Alfred. The first night he woke up to crying at the foot of his bed, the second night he found you on the kitchen floor snuggling a loaf of bread, and the third night Alfred insisted you sleep in his bed with him. Sleeping in the same bed helped but not by much, you still woke up with tears flooding your (e/c) eyes but this time not waking Alfred.
This dream that scared you so much, it was about losing Alfred You couldn't lose the one you love, the guy that's more of a brother than a friend, who when you went home to visit your family, he went with you, and was welcomed and adored by your parents. Alfred was a part of you so much, you couldn't lose him.
The 4th night Alfred again insisted that you sleep in his bed because it seemed to help some. When you woke up this time from your dream,
DenmarkXSick!Childish!Reader: Hot "How did you not realize it was snowing outside?!"DenmarkXSick!Childish!Reader: Hot3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I didn't feel like looking,"
"That's not a good excuse," Denmark scolds you, shoving the thermometer under your tongue.
"That's not a good excuse," you mimic him perfectly. Denmark, however, doesn't seem to notice your behavior and continues on.
"Really, [Name], you get sick when you go outside into the cold without a coat..."
"But Russia doesn't,"
"Russia's just…" he shudders and continues on hurriedly, "Anyway, did you want some soup?"
"Soup is cool,"
"Alright, I'll make some…Don't you move from that spot,"
You purposely sit up and lay on your side, showing him that you won't do as he says. That seems to fly over his head as he exits the room. Once you're sure he's far enough away, you throw the thermometer as hard as you can: it shatters against the wall. You climb out of bed and run to a window. Outside is a winter wonderland: snow has covered the world in white. So you unlo
Drunk and Faithful (AmericaxReader)Alfred slammed another Corona on the counter. I looked at him with worry swirling in my (e/c) orbs. He looked at me and smiled lovingly. I returned it with one of my own, but mine was considerably weaker. I thought back to this afternoon when this silly American told me about his challenge.Drunk and Faithful (AmericaxReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hey doll! Wait up!" Alfred, my boyfriend of 1 ½ years exclaimed to me. I turned around to face him, and was enveloped in a bear hug. I giggled a bit and inhaled his scent of Old Spice and McDonald's. It's a strange combination, I know, but as cliché as it sounds, he seemed to make it work. We stayed like that for a few seconds and then parted. He gripped my shoulders and looked at me. I looked back with a questioning glance on my face. He then asked, "Can you be my designated driver tonight?" I raised my eyebrows in surprise and then he continued, "I'm sick and tired of being England's DD every week! He gets drunk after 1 bottle and then starts yelling at me about the R
AmericaXReaderXEngland: HOT KOOL AID"DRINK IT!!"AmericaXReaderXEngland: HOT KOOL AID2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Oh great. Alfred was forcing someone else to eat whatever he has. By the sound of it it was Arthur. Usually you tend to stay away from any conflict, so you were peaceful, but knowing Al, he had a tendency to bring you in his arguments.
"________! Thank god you're here! Bloody Alfred's trying to make my drink one of his were concoctions!" Arthur called. You stopped at the door way to see Alfred in hand with to coffee mugs.
"Is he trying to make you drink coffee again?" You guessed.
"_______! Dude, you love me right?" Alfred gave you a puppy dog look. You hesitated but then gave a quick nod. "Well, how 'bout you try my new drink!!" He shoved it in your face, the foul stench wafting into your senses. You crinched.
"What is it?" you looked at the dark purple liquid.
"I made a pot of Kool-Aid!" He buffed his chest out proudly.
"uhhhh, Al, I don't think Kool-Aid is supposed to be hot?" You backed away as he pushed the cup further. He gave you
AmericaxReader oneshot drabbleAmericaxReaderAmericaxReader oneshot drabble2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You walked into the living room, just as your Husband was gearing up to tell the story you had heard a hundred times.
A story your seven year old son listened to with wide eyes.
"2012 was supposed to be the end of the world. But your daddy survived it!"
You snorted, ruffling your sons blonde hair as you passed. Your husband pouted, his blue eyes going wide behind the frame of his glasses.
"What? You know George likes this story!" Your son nodded furiously, his wide grin showing the gap were he was missing a tooth.
"You'd think he'd get bored of it after a while."
"No, It's Daddy's other stories that are boring."
Alfred pretended to be shocked, flailing his arms about like he had been shot. "SON, how could you!"
He flopped to the side, making George giggle.
Sitting up, he flashed the grin that had made you melt the first time you had met.
"Okay then ______, You pick the story."
You pretended to think, tapping your chin.
America x Reader - A Hero's Present"Can I open them now (Name)? Pleeasssseeee?" begged your boyfriend, Alfred, on his knees with a puppy pout, staring wide-eyed at you like a little kid.America x Reader - A Hero's Present2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Well, since everyone has left, go ahead," you said, making him cheer and start tearing up any presents that had his name on it.
"As excited as ever aren't you?" you said a bit sarcastically, but with a small smile.
"Haha! You bet!" he cheered, hands in the air, but suddenly stopped with a sad face, "I wish Artie was here though…"
You just responded by rubbing his back sympathetically. You weren't exactly sure what had happened between the two brothers and you also knew that both of them had forgotten how this had even started, but it seemed like one day the three of you were great friends and then when you went over to their house the next day they were screaming insults at each other, somehow ending up with Arthur moving back to England.
You still talked to Arthur over the phone sometimes, but neither of them ever wanted to speak to e
AmericaXReader Man ColdAmericaXReaderAmericaXReader Man Cold3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"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: Cheap Bastard~:Snow crunched beneath your feet as you walked down the deserted sidewalk. Every store you passed was closed, but that didn't seem to even bother you. You had already gotten all of your Christmas shopping done before the chilling month of December even arrived. You weren't like those shoppers that cram into stores at the very last minute. It shows how unorganized people are nowadays.:~AmericaxReader: Cheap Bastard~:2 years ago in Drama More Like This
You tightened up your jacket and sighed, a white wisp forming in the air. You wouldn't exactly say that you hated the holiday of Christmas, but you never did like celebrating it. You weren't very close to your family, so you wouldn't even dare visit them during the holiday. Instead, you would spend it with your friends. It was more like Alfred dragging you to a Christmas gathering against your will, with you kicking and screaming. You hated the American man with a burning passion, for facts that were clearly obvious. He was oblivious, stuck up, annoying, rude, and just downright idiotic. Despite his moronic
America x Reader - A Hero?It was late into the night, and Alfred was sitting on his couch, staring at the ceiling. In fact, that's what he had been doing ever since he woke up, not even moving an inch. People would try to get in to help him, but he ignored all of them, not even sparing a glance in their direction.America x Reader - A Hero?3 years ago in Romance More Like This
In fact, all he could think about was what had happened starting from 2 days ago…
"Um Alfred? I have something to tell you…" you mumbled a little, twiddling your thumbs and looking down at the floor, blushing.
"Yeah (Name)? What is it?" he questioned, noticing that you were acting differently then usual.
"Well, I-I like- no, I love you!" you corrected yourself.
Alfred gasped, wide-eyed, obviously not expecting you to say anything like that.
He then walked up to you and placed his hands on your chin, lifting your chin up so you could look at him. A glimmer of hope shined in your eyes, but the very next sentenced crushed it completely.
"I'm sorry (Name). But…I don
America x reader-love signs(request) You were staring out your window, looking across the way at the blonde boy who stared back. He took his sight off of you for a minute to look down. When he looked back up he brought a sheet of paper to the window too. You touched the glass and smiled as you read the note. 'Tomorrow, ok! I'll have it by Tomorrow', it read. You nodded and looked down to find your marker. You got a piece of paper off your bed and wrote 'Good. Cause we're killing the planet using all this paper everyday', then stretched the paper against the glass.America x reader-love signs(request)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Your best friend, Alfred was finally going to get a cellphone. You two have been friends since second grade and always lived next door to each other. This is how you two would usually communicate. Everyday, you'd use about a tablet of paper just to talk to each other.
When you looked back at your friend, he already had a response written out for you. 'Shut up. I'll see you at school Tomorrow', it read. You grabbed your fav
AmericaxReaderAmericaxReaderAmericaxReader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"YO! (y/n) I haven't seen you in awhile," You're lovable American friend yelled out running over to you.
"Um, Alfie, we saw each other yesterday." You sighed out, tucking your (h/l) (h/c) hair behind your ear.
((short story of your history with Alfred))
You and him had met in Grade 1, when you were being bullied by a boy with long blonde wavy hair, named Francis. You remembered the day well, you had just switched schools in the middle of October, so everyone was already labeled. Before you came to this school, you had no clue about labels and stuff like that. In your Kindergarden everybody was friends and stuff, so you weren't used to bullies. Francis had such a creepy, yucky face it made you squirm. He knelt done creepily, and held out his hand preparing to grab something near your chest. It was your most beloved teddy bear, (bear/name). He snatched it and laughed his weird, "ohonhonhonhon," laugh and went to run away, creepily again. He reminded you of those... Pervert
Nice Guys America x Reader~'Nice guys finish lastNice Guys America x Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
that's, why I'll treat you like trash
It's not what I really want to do but
You only date bad guys so, I'll give it my best try
to treat you the way you want me to'~
You were so excited for your with your long time crush, Alfred. He was always so sweet and happy all the time. You loved it! It would be good for you to get back into the dating game. It was a month after breaking up with that egotistic Prussian! He was considered a 'player' or a 'bad boy'.
You wore your (f/c) top with your (f/c) skirt and black heels. You curled your (h/l) (h/c) and put in your lucky hair clip.
Once you were ready to go, it was about time for Alfred to pick you up. He arrived about 30 minutes later and irritatingly knocked on your apartment door. You answered it with a smile but it faded in shock when you saw what he was wearing. His dress shirt was half open with a shiny gold chain attached. His ripped blue jeans falling off his waist and his nike sneakers covered in dirt.
AmericaXReader- Bonfires and Drunk Beach Parties"Daddy! Daddy!" A girl's cheerful voice chirped, followed by soft footsteps the were running to find the person she was calling.AmericaXReader- Bonfires and Drunk Beach Parties3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Ye- Uff!" The girl's father start, but was quieted when he felt her headbutt his stomach.
He stumbled to the floor, catching his giggling daughter on the chest.
"Haha! I made you fall!" She shouted. Even though she was 13, Natalie was a daddy's girl that took after her father's childishness.
"He, I guess you did," Alfred stood up, holding the girl to his height. "So, whaddya want? Hungry?"
"Uh-uh," Natalie shook her dirty blonde head. "I just had a question."
"OK, what?" He set her down in the living by the couch, where his on-again-off-again girlfriend-turned-wife, _____, was sitting, reading like the bookworm she was.
"How did you and mom meet?"
"Uhh...." Alfred froze, then glance at ______, who was also panic glancing at him.
"Well...That's kind of a long and very strange story." ____ set her book down and rubbed the back of her head.
"Well, i've got plen
AmericaxReader - Say it"No."AmericaxReader - Say it3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Come on. Say it."
"I said no."
"Pleeeeeeease, _____." He begged.
"Okay." You gave a little shrug.
"Really?!" His face brightened up with hope.
Alfred dropped his shoulders and made some sort of whale noise to express his frustration with you. He had been following you around more recently and more persistently and it was starting to annoy you. It's not that you didn't want to say it. You really did. It's just that... you hated the feeling in admitting it. Saying those words made you want to run as far as your legs could carry you. Saying those words made your stomach twist in strange ways. Saying those word would mean giving yourself up to the wind. You promised yourself never to say those words.
"Just give up already." You said, tired of his fruitless effort.
"A hero NEVER gives up! I'll make you say it. Even if it takes me FOREVER."
This time it was your turn to make whale noises.
"Good luck with that." Your words dripping in sarcasm.
Cinnamon challenge (AmericaXReader)“You’re just too chicken!” Alfred cried, pointing at you. “Am not!” You shouted back and growled when he started squawking. “Prove it.” He said, a smug look on his face.Cinnamon challenge (AmericaXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Contemplating on whether this was a good idea or not, you grabbed the cinnamon and a spoon. Alfred leant on the counter behind him, his arms crossed and watching your every move.
After sending him a withering look you heaped some of the amber spice on the spoon. You gulped once and placed the cinnamon in your mouth. Alfred smirked at you, your eyes watering as you tried to swallow it.
You managed to swallow most of it, then you collapsed on the sink. Your fumbling fingers reached for the tap but Alfred held your hands, preventing you from wetting your dry mouth.
“A-Al!!” You moaned, but he merely grinned evilly at you. Somehow you managed to rid of the overpowering taste in your mouth and groaned.
“You have no idea how bad that tastes....” You told him,
AmericaXReader: Fantasy [Chapter 1]AmericaXReader: Fantasy [Chapter 1]2 years ago in Humor More Like This
You hold back what would be a terribly loud and obnoxious laugh, closing the manga quickly. Tears stream down your face a little and you cover your mouth desperately. And once you calm down, you open the manga to that page again and nearly die of laughter once more. You hold it back, not wanting to wake up the rest of the house that was asleep at 12:07 AM.
Your eyes absorb the face of your favourite character of the whole manga series; America, from the infamous Axis Powers Hetalia. He wears the most ridiculous face ever in the panel that you can't help but stare at. And England disapprovingly pokes his head out from behind him in the form of a chibi.
Slowly, you peel your eyes away from that panel and move on to the next one, which is to the left. Reading the next text boxes, you hold back the threatening laughter again. Your eyes greedily move downward, onto the next panel, until you've reached the end of that chapter and are greeted by an adorable chibi Italy.
You close the
Werewolf!AmericaXReaderRight foot, left foot, inhale. Right foot, left foot, exhale. Repeat.Werewolf!AmericaXReader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
That's all you were doing at the moment. Running and breathing. Nothing made sense ever since you learned your best friend's secret.
The one who was always there for you. The one who didn't care that you weren't stick thin, or that you weren't into wearing super tight and revealing clothes like all the other girls in school.
He didn't care that you liked anime or that you were into drawing. He encouraged you to do those things since that was who you are.
"That's what I love about you, (Name)." Those were his words when you would question him about why he was your friend. Why the star of the football team would hang out with some random girl who wasn't like any other. That's also why he says he loves you.
"Because you're one of a kind (Name). I couldn't find another like you even if I sailed the seven seas."
But if he was always there for you, where is he now? When you're being chased thoug