Waking up (FranceXReader)Blearily, you blinked your eyes open, the sleep disorientating you. The softness of the white sheets pulled around your bare body felt good and you sat up slowly, rubbing the kink in your neck. A moment of sleepiness later, your eyes widened.
Where was he?! The warmth that radiated from his body was still clinging to the bed sheets, so he couldn’t have gone long. Just as you were about to swing your legs out of bed, a noise comforted you. Whilst the sound of Francis’s humming of La Marseillaise, you lay back down, your hair fanning out over the pillow.
“Bonjour ma chérie!” He exclaimed, setting down two steaming mugs of coffee on the bedside table. “Isn’t it a beautiful day? I mean just look at that sky!” He said, flinging the curtains open for the morning sunlight to stream past.
The way he stood in front of the window, wearing only his rose-print boxers made him seem truly stunning. Even the blue sky he praised paled in comparison to his azur
Breaking the unbreakable rule(FranceXReader)“Sorry, but errr, I kind of need to go to class now.” You apologized sheepishly, rubbing your neck when your fanclub groaned in protest. You didn’t really understand why you’d gained such a following in school, well if anything it was because you didn’t understand why people liked you that they liked you.Breaking the unbreakable rule(FranceXReader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You weren’t conceited in any way, innocent and but a tad naive and they loved you for it.
“I’m so sorry!” You cried, making a dash for it. After a bit of a chase, your fans scattered as they too needed to get to class.Flinging the door to your class open, you started apologizing immediately. “I’m so, so sorry I’m late sir!”
The teacher sighed, but as he knew as most did about your predicament, he merely pinched the bridge of his nose. “Just take your seat already.”
Smiling in relief you sat down, slinging your bag from your shoulder onto the floor next to you. When the door opened again, you glan
Chocolate warfare (FranceXReader)“And after we add the chocolate, it’s pretty much finished.” Francis said, twirling the whisker in his hands skilfully. You watched as he added the melted goodness to the bowl with the mix, quickly combining the two substances and carefully scooped out the end result over the biscuit-base.Chocolate warfare (FranceXReader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“There we go!” He exclaimed, dusting his hands of imaginary dust and very present icing sugar. “And now?” You inquired, leaning across the cluttered counter intrigued with his next move. He winked, picking up the tin containing your dessert and put it in the fridge.
“Now, we wait,” He told you, then noticed the state of his hands and added,” and clean.”
Pouting, you sighed. Parts of his blond hair were falling out of the band he’d used to tie it back with and he shook his head awkwardly to the side to try and get the strands of hair out of his eyes.
You chuckled as he tried to tuck his bangs behind his ears, a line of chocolate b
A kiss to hide you (FranceXSuperstar Reader)You were gorgeous in every way. A beautiful voice, a killer smile and a nice personality. Indeed, no person could say they weren’t attracted to you and well this made your French boyfriend unbelievably insecure. And jealous, let’s not forget the jealousy that coursed through his body whenever some tabloid insinuated a relationship between you and someone else.A kiss to hide you (FranceXSuperstar Reader)11 months ago in Romance More Like This
You hadn’t seen him for a while though as you’d been on tour and it saddened you, even if the two of you had calls every morning and night it wasn’t the same as seeing each other. But now it was finished!
You stretched happily, looking out of the small plane window. There it was. The Eiffel tower came into view and you pressed up against the glass, enraptured by the sight of it.
You and Francis had shared a lot of memories there and you smiled thinking about them. Of course, the first memory being the one in which he asked you out with a bouquet of roses. Then the date that followed, ending underneat
Different types of kisses (FranceXReader)Pressing against your lips with subtle force, Francis’ tired smile twitched his lips up when he hear you begin to stir with a moan. As though a dashing of crimson paint had been splashed across your cheeks, you blushed when you saw your Frenchman hovering over your form. A whispered ‘Bonjour’ in your ear was all it took for you wind your hands in his hair and reclaim his lips.Different types of kisses (FranceXReader)11 months ago in Romance More Like This
“Morning.” You cooed back and he chuckled, ruffling the blond locks that cascaded onto his shoulders. His muscles flexed as he rolled his shoulders and stretched, yawning loudly.
You touched your lips, a thought forming itself in the crevasses of your mind. Actually know that you were actively thinking about it, the more it confirmed your belief. “Francis?”
The bed shifted due to his weight and creases surrounded where he sat on the plush cover you were still cocooned in. “Oui?” A soft caress down your cheek was accompanied by a loving glance. “I’v
An accident during football (SpainXReader)Inconspicuously, you tried to give Antonio a sign to tell him you were free. You were playing football in the sports class today and even if you weren’t that good at it you were having a lot of fun. Ludwig and Lovino were constantly stealing the ball from each other as were Alfred and Feliciano.An accident during football (SpainXReader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
When the German passed it to Antonio, you jumped up and down to get his attention at the other side of the field. Come on! I’m over here! You wanted to shout but just as you were about to open your mouth, the cheerful Spaniard spotted you, sending the ball flying over to where you stood.
Stepping back to catch it on your chest, you wobbled and in an instant the whole of the world seemed to fly upwards.
“Bella! Are you okay?!” You heard and before you knew it, you were surrounded by your teammates and friends. “I’m alright, I think.” You muttered, groaning as you sat up. You rubbed the back of your head gently, feeling a bump forming where you’d hi
Failing voice (FranceXReader)There you were. Francis’s breathing instantly starting quickening and his flashy suit was making him feel constricted. The bouquet he was holding starting slipping from his now sweaty grasp so he laid them on the table he was waiting for you at. He watched as you turned a couple of times, your beautiful eyes searching for where he was.Failing voice (FranceXReader)8 months ago in Romance More Like This
He could have raised a hand to tell you he was there, but for a moment he was absolutely entranced by you. The way you looked for him, almost desperately when you still couldn’t find him, it set his body on fire.
He honestly had no idea why it was that you had such an effect on him, but he couldn’t deny what he felt. It was something much more than carnal lust, something infinitely more complex than the bodily desires he’d always experienced when around other women.
When he was around you he felt the inexplicable urge to hold you tightly against his chest, stroke your silken hair gently and count the beats of your heart. To kiss e
FranceXReader Rose in a Bottle"Oui, mademoiselle, I am ________'s cousin. I have somezing zat needs to get to her right away! It is her protein mixture."FranceXReader Rose in a Bottle1 year ago in Settings More Like This
You boyfriend, Francis Bonnefois, was trying to convince the office lady at your school to give you a thermos. And you weren't really his cousin; he just needed to seem like family because your school was a bit stingy towards who they trusted. However, she wasn't budging. He had tried flattery, puppy dog eyes, and teary eyes.
Zis woman is made of stone!
"Honey," She turned to him with a frown, "I can't get that to her because it's in a bottle other than a water bottle." She waved one manicured hand, shooing him.
Francis snorted, and she glared out from her heavy makeup.
He looked at her. "I am sorry, I don't mean to laugh. It's just zat ze last time she forgot to take her protein, she went into alaphylactic shock and said some pretty funny things."
He almost hit himself in the face for that. You don't go into anaphylactic shock because of prote
Murmurs (GermanyXReader)Two pairs of feet aching slightly from having walked around the entire day. The peaceful and steady rise of Ludwig’s chest and the not-so-peaceful swaying of the bus. His heartbeat underneath your ear.Murmurs (GermanyXReader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
These were the things around you and were coincidentally also the things that were slowly managing to rock you into sleep. Ludwig’s arm tightened around your waist, making you drowsily open your eyes and smile at him.
The smile that was returned to you was so sincere and rare that it made your face heat up. That smile could be all he needed to use to cheer you up or tell you what words can struggle and fail to convey.
The bus swung around a square that was still done up with the festive lightning. A large ornate reindeer stood in the centre of it, all done up in pretty, twinkling lights that reflected beautifully against the darkening sky.
Though to him, its beauty was nothing compared to the childish pleasure that crossed your face, making a full-blown grin work its way up t
Sick day (GermanyXSick Reader)"Liebling. Wake up, Liebling." You heard Ludwig mutter and you groaned, your head feeling like it was split in two. "Are you okay?" He mumbled, stroking some hair from your forehead. Whimpering slightly, you felt him pull you up into his arms, cradling you against his chest. "I think I'll be okay." You rasped, needing to get to work.Sick day (GermanyXSick Reader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You had an important presentation that day and you couldn't miss it. You felt terrible though. Ludwig grimaced, knowing about your predicament. “Give me a shout if you need me.” He told you and after kissing your forehead he went to make breakfast for you both.
You swung your legs over the side of your bed, stumbling to your feet. You really didn’t feel good, but being the good employee you were you dressed yourself.
The moment you walked down the stairs however you quickly realised you were getting hot. Way too hot.
Ludwig watched as you managed to get into your chair before you fell and bit his lip. “I can always call them.”
Don't be jealous(FranceXReaderXChild England)“(y/n)! (y/n)!”Don't be jealous(FranceXReaderXChild England)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
It had arrived....
Francis’ worst possible nightmare.
The British kid sitting on your lap was grinning widely at you as he bounced up and down. Why now? Why today, it being the day he’d wanted to be with you all alone and who knew, maybe get a little more intimate than usual?
Francis slumped on the coffee table, his blond hair splayed around his head like a halo. He pouted, his temple resting against the cover of a few glossy magazines, though his breath was making his cheek stick onto them.
“And they even had unicorns!” The blond sitting on you, stood up and used his hands as he described what he’d seen at the fantasy forest. “Is that so?” You murmured, smiling at him brightly and indicating for him to continue his tale.
Francis’ expression soured. That smile should have been aimed at him!
“Yeah! And they even had leprechauns and fauns and-“ Art
Sheet Fort - France X ReaderSheet Fort – France X ReaderSheet Fort - France X Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
It had been your idea to build the fort. You were the one to grab the sheets from the closet while Francis finished cleaning up the plates from dinner.
He had invited you to stay the night, since he knew you were struggling with work and could use a break.
He could hear you giggling in the other room and it made him smile. He absolutely despised when you were upset, feeling guilty for a reason he couldn't explain.
After wiping his hands on a towel and removing the dirty apron he was wearing, hanging it neatly on a hook in the cupboard, he made his way out of the kitchen.
"Francis," you called childishly. "Over here."
You peeked your head out of a tent of covers, beckoning him to come and join you.
Comforters and quilts were hung all around his living room, tied to different objects and corners of the room. It was quite dark, only the light of a small electric lantern lit his path.
He wiggled his way through the slit of the entrance, crawling on his hands an
New Years (PrussiaXReader)It was New Years eve and you’d agreed (foolishly) to let your boyfriend invite his two friends over for the celebration. He’d promised it would be fun and said the more the merrier, but still! Well, it was your own fault for allowing it and besides, they’d probably get too drunk and pass out anyway.New Years (PrussiaXReader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You were just finishing up in the kitchen, the red apron that was tied around your neck bearing the brunt of the traces of ingredients. Gilbert was ‘helping’ too by sneaking a taste of whichever nibbly things you created and telling you how awesome they were no matter how many times he got clobbered by the various skillets that were lying around.
He cheered when he heard the doorbell ring and ran off to get tackled by his friends. After greeting each other loudly, they swaggered into the room, completing their Bad Touch Trio, as they called themselves, with identical smirks on their faces.
“Hola chica, I hope you’re going to take as much care of us
What's in My Mouth? France X ReaderWhat's in My Mouth? France X Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"I don't want to put that in my mouth, it looks slimy, nasty, and just not right at all. It's not going to happen so just forget about it." You moved away from the approaching fork, shutting your mouth tight and crossing your arms.
"Oh come on now, it's not so bad. Your hurting me, not wanting to try my cooking." France began poking you on the side of the mouth with the fork. "Now open wide ma chérie, I promise you will like it."
You looked over at the escargot he was trying so desperately to get you to eat, it wiggled, popping it's head out of its shell.. "It's still alive France, I'm not eating something alive." You scrunched up your face, now even more grossed out by the idea than you were before.
France looked like he was trying not to crack up. "Alive, that can't be right, he should be dead." He looked at the mollusc. "Oh, so he is, I suppose they missed one. Good thing you didn't eat it after all." He just shrugged it off and handed the snail to a wait
Kisses don't just heal (SpainXReader)You started, dumping the washing up in the sink when you heard a crash and a loud wail. “Toni?” You shouted through the bathroom door, worried about what your flatmate had gotten up to this time.Kisses don't just heal (SpainXReader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Chicaaaaaa!!!” He yelled over the splash of water and after finding the door was unlocked, you burst in. Antonio’s hand was bleeding badly and you immediately grasped his hand in yours. Wincing, he bit his lip as you examined his knuckles.
It wasn’t a pretty sight; it actually looked as though his skin had some holes in it. Doing your best not to gag, you pushed his hand back under the tap. “What the hell did you do?!” You cried as you flung useless item after useless item out of the cupboard.
He sniffed loudly, tears rolling over his cheeks. “I-I just, I don’t know, I was just so angry and-“
You glanced up to see him and caught sight of the state of the mirror. Several drips of blood were falling from the jagged shards of what
Curing bad dreams (PrussiaXReader)Gilbert groaned, his temperature feverish as he tossed in his bed. “N-nein!” He muttered, biting his lip.Curing bad dreams (PrussiaXReader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
In the throngs of his dream he was staring at your bloodied body in despair, tears running down his face. He heard a sound behind him and spun around, hoping to see the perpetrator. The shape slipped out of his sight around the corner and Gilbert stood up after gently putting down your body, chasing after it.
Rage the sole thing on his mind, he pushed his legs to go at a near inhuman speed.
Franctically searching for it, he skidded on the landing, starting to sprint down the steps.
As he wasn’t paying attention to his footing, he yelped when his foot trod on air. Lurching forward, Gilbert sat bolt upright in his bed, panting heavily. As he tried to calm his breathing he blinked at the alarm clock.
Well that was lucky at least, it was set to go off in five minutes. Quickly he turned it off and lay back down, snuggling into your back.
He needed some reassurance that
The scramble for the radiator (PrussiaXReader)You groaned, pressing yourself against the radiator. Why did it have to be so cold? Shivering, you sunk lower, pressing your back against the hot surface and closed your eyes.The scramble for the radiator (PrussiaXReader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Hey! Frau!” You heard and you growled under your breath. “Quit hogging the warmth!” Gilbert complained. You saw him frowning at you when you cracked one eye open. “No. It’s mine.” You retorted, lifting your arms up to place them around the radiator possessively.
He glared at you, sitting on his haunches next to you. “C’mon frau, sharing is caring.” You shook your head fervently and bared your teeth at him. “Hell no!” After sighing once, he smirked maliciously at you.
Narrowing your eyes at him, you shrunk back as he advanced, tickling your sides. “No! Stop! Please!” You managed to cry out, squirming under his grasp. You managed to kick him several times, but he merely coughed and carried on with his torture.
Questions, questions (Pirate SpainXReader)Your son looked at you as you scrubbed the bar tables with a ragged piece of cloth. Luckily your tavern was closed now or you’d have a even larger headache. Your child was in that phase of childhood that everyone had been through; the phase when he questions everything.Questions, questions (Pirate SpainXReader)11 months ago in Romance More Like This
And of course you had to give him a legitimate answer, or at least one that sounded legitimate otherwise he wouldn’t stop nagging you. “Mama, why is the sky blue?” He asked and you froze. It was a hard one this time, even you didn’t know the answer to that one off the top of your head.
I mean you were just a simple barmaid, how could you know something like that?!
“It’s magic.” You replied with a straight face, wringing out the cloth in the wooden bucket that stood to your side.
“Why do have to drink and eat?” Your son swung his legs as he asked you the questions, gazing expectantly at you. You were his mother! You knew everything!
“Otherwise we’d d
Slips and slides (DenmarkXReader)You played with your hair, examining the tips for split ends as you jolted along with the bus. The music playing in your ears was loud, but not loud enough to leak out of your ears and annoy the people around you.Slips and slides (DenmarkXReader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Feeling a gaze trained on you, you sneakily glanced around to see where it came from. Your eyes fell upon a blond guy, who seemed about your age. Though the moment your eyes met, he quickly made his gaze drift to a group of other people.
So that’s who’d been staring at you.
Giggling slightly, you shook your head and returned to look at the winter scenery. You grimaced as you saw how icy the roads were. You knew pretty much that you’d slip and fall instantaneously. You were like that.
Sighing at yourself, you rested your palm on the window pane, watching as your handprint materialised on the glass, evaporating quickly. The bus halted, making you nearly fall out of your seat due to the over-usage of the breaks.
Huffing in frustration, you flicked back your ban
The brushing of hair (PolandXReader)“Hey Feliks?” Currently, you were laying on your back on the faded blue sofa. You were lying upside down, so with your feet sticking up in the air, your head was unsupported as you dangled half off of it.The brushing of hair (PolandXReader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Yeah?” Your friend was sitting next to you, his nose buried in a cosmetics and fashion magazine. One of your hands tangled in your hair, making you slip a bit more, your head dangerously close to the floor.
“I think I might cut my hair short, really short.” Feliks’ eyes widened to the size of saucers and he slammed the magazine down, several post-it notes and other makeshift bookmarks flying out of it. “No! I won’t let you!” He’d jumped to his feet and even though he wasn’t that tall, as your face was low down, he towered over you.
“C’mon if you’ve got short hair, how am I supposed to plait your hair, or, or do pigtails or something?! If you get short hair I won’t even be able to-“
FrancexReader oneshotFrancexReaderFrancexReader oneshot1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Beautiful man and Socially Awkward
You hated parties with a passion. Mainly because you spent them in a corner, while HE laughed, the center of attention.
Gilbert was constantly partying.
You wouldn't even come to these parties if he hadn't asked you. He always asked you to come, even if sometimes he ended up leaving with a different girl.
You sighed, holding the water bottle closer to your chest. You weren't stupid enough to drink from the punch bowl, especially not when Gilbert had been the one to make it.
Someone shoved past you, making you spill some water down the front of your shirt.
How cliche. You though dryly, not bothering to try to trying wipe the liquid off. Your t-shirt was black, so it wouldn't really show. Gilbert was making out with some random girl on the couch. You felt your lips turn down in a slight frown.
"Excuse me." An accent sounded to the right. You looked up and blushed. A tallish man with long w
FrancexReader New look, old FeelingsFrancexReaderFrancexReader New look, old Feelings1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
New look, old feelings
It had been at least fifteen years since you had last seen your best friend France. Your countries had been Allies for years. Ever since you had helped him during the Hundred years war.
You smiled slightly, hoping he would be surprised to see how much you had changed.
For countries, fifteen years really didn't gather that many changes. But your country had grown prosperous during those years, making you seem to glow.
France probably looked the same as he always had. You were glad he had invited you over.
"France!!! Francis!" You rang his doorbell, stepping back and glancing around. He had let the rose bushes around the path grow to an immense height.
You heard the click of the door latch and spun around.
" Hello Fra----."
Your jaw dropped. France had not stayed the same. He had changed, BIG TIME.
"Oh Hon Hon Hon, long time, no see ______."
The Frenchman winked, sunlight bouncing of his absurdly long eyel
FrancexReader OneshotFrancexReaderFrancexReader Oneshot1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
The word your family and friends used to describe you was "Introverted"
You were quiet, disliking large crowds and gatherings. You tried to avoid them at all costs. It wasn't that you were very shy, you just liked being alone.
Of course having two older brothers didn't help. Especially when those said brothers were North and South Italy.
Luckily for you, as the personification of Sicily, you stayed on your island and kept to your self.
Or tried to.
"You've, like avoided dese meeting for like YEARS!" Felix, A.K.A. Poland, was yammering in your ear.
"You know I don't like crowds." You sighed into the phone.
"Girl! How are you ever gunna get laid?"
You turned bright red, "That is the least of my concerns!"
"Uh, huh. Right." You could practically see his face, eyebrow raised, eyes half closed and a cat like smirk.
"But seriously _____. De last meeting you vent to vas like, fifty years ago."
You sighed again, knowing that if you refu
Drunken sweetness (ScotlandXReader)A bang. The front door had been thrown open, banging against its hinges as someone else banged in. “(Y/n)!! I’m hoooome~” Not again.Drunken sweetness (ScotlandXReader)9 months ago in Romance More Like This
Allistor grinned lazily, opening his arms for you as he stumbled inside. Why did you even wait up for him anymore? You should’ve known he’d come home drunk like always. With a couple more drunken slurs of what you guessed was your name, he fell to his knees in front of you.
You shook your head at him and sighed, putting down the magazine you’d engrossed yourself in. Stroking his cheek, to which he nuzzled his face in your hands. “I’m back hooome~” He murmured, pressing kisses on your palms.
“W-why’re ya still awake..?” He questioned, resting his chin on your folded up legs. “I was waiting for you stupid.” Why did you still wait up for him like this? Oh yes, it was because you were head over heels for the redheaded Scot and his affection, which tended to be more prominent
Mistletoe series (PrussiaXReader)You were in the midst of putting some Christmas presents underneath the huge tree at America’s party when an annoyingly loud voice yelled at you. The Prussian’s shout made you jump, also making you drop the present in your hands to the floor.Mistletoe series (PrussiaXReader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Hey! Heads up!” You sighed, knowing that if you didn’t turn around quickly you’d probably be pelted with a ball of some sort or even water balloons. What you certainly didn’t expect was the Prussia smashing his lips against yours with fervour as France held a plant above your heads.
Chuckling Spain snapped a picture of your shocked expression. Prussia grinned self-satisfied with being able to kiss you, pulling back from your lips. It was at that point that you realised that the leaves being held aloft graciously by the Frenchman weren’t those of mistletoe.
“You bastards! This is holly!” You cried, chasing the three around the room. “It’s close enough!” They answered in