Seven Minutes In Heaven Intro!
"America, I don't want to go to your party."
"Oh come on!" He whined. "I invited everyone!"
I stopped short. "In that case I'm really not going. You know that some of the countries scare me!"
"Don't worry babe! I'll protect you cuz I"M THE HERO!"
I rolled my eyes, but realized that I wasn't gonna be able to sway him. "Fine." I muttered.
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"This is getting BORING!" America had barely even let everyone get there before complaining. "WHO WANTS TO PLAY A GAME?!?!?" The room went completely silent. Even Sealand shut up. "I'll take that as a yes! Alright! We're gonna play seven minutes in heaven, so when the hat gets to you put something of your's in!" America passed around a hat and other countries, totally confused, did what he asked. "Okay! Now, when someone pulls your item from the hat you two get in my closet together-"
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"Dudes, check it out! We totally got this awesome-ass party about to start! Ad what's even better! We got a super sexy new girl as the girl we could be in a closet with! Check ___ out! I'd so tap that man! ROCK, ROCK, ROCK!" America shook his head furiously with excitement. You stood, uncomfortable by his rather odd introduction for you.
"Why hello there, love. It's quite nice to meet you, please excuse America's foul manners and atrocious behavior..." Britain smiled cheerfully.
"Man, what the hell is that supposed to mean? Are you trying to scare me with intimidating vocabulary? Try again! Those words were definitely made up!"
"Shut up you narcissistic wanker!" Britain and America began to fight.
"I apologize mon chérie, they're often like this. But do not fear! I hate both of them, and do not care to associate with either!" France pressed his body against yours. "I can be yours, sweet dear...o-honhon.." You uncomfortably shifted backwards.
"I-it's okay, France...si
SMIH AmericaSMIH America3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I pulled out a hamburger wrapped in paper. I looked up at America who was grinning in front of me. "I suppose this is your's?"
"Yep! Come on!" He pulled me into his closet and Ukraine shut and locked the door behind us.
"America, I can't see anything."
"Sorry, I was gonna have a light put in, but I forgot."
"I suppose you also forgot to clean it?" There was whoknowswhat all over the floor. I stumbled toward the sound of his voice and tripped over something. I began to fall, and was surprised when I didn't. I looked up to see America smiling down at me.
"Don't worry, I won't let you fall." I got to my feet, blushing.
"Thanks." Knowing it would make him happy, in a false princess-y voice I continued, "You're my hero. How shall I ever repay you?"
I gasped as he pinned my wrist against the wall. "Well, a fair maiden's kiss would be nice."
"Please _____. Give me a chance."
I thought for a second. America had always been my best friend, it couldn' h
Hetalia 7 minutes in heaven introNow this was a damn shame.Hetalia 7 minutes in heaven intro3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Here you were, in a house full of grown ass men (and a few women because you refused to go to... Whatever the hell this was, if it was just gonna be a sausage fest), coming to some kind of consensus on playing perhaps one of the dumbest, middle-school aged game ever created.
7 minutes in heaven.
Someone please, kill me you mentally begged. Not that there wasn't a certain guy you had your eye on here... But this was stupid...
Seeing your despair, Alfred popped up behind you and patted you on the back.
"Come on, ______! It'll be fun!"
"Maybe if I was like, 14. At our age, it's kind of silly."
(insert best friend's name here) then appeared by your shoulder)
"But you could end up getting-"
You covered her mouth. "Don't say it!" you threatened, then removed your hand.
"Pfft. As if it isn't already obvious." she teased.
"Oh, so ______ has a crush?" Alfred asked. He tended to state the obvious. "You know, everyone else is on board... You wouldn'
APH America x Reader ::What Were The 80's Like::"What Were The 80's Like?"APH America x Reader ::What Were The 80's Like::3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You sit on your couch, criss-crossed, surfing the web on you're laptop. You're best friend, the one and only America, or Alfie as you call him, sits beside you playing his Black Ops2 game on the PS3. Your currently surfing YouTube for god knows what, when you come across another RickRoll for the fifteenth time today. But hearing the old song again for some reason reminds you of the 80's, (whether you were around for it, or not) And you look to your country friend beside you. He's biting his lip, sucked into the video game of his. You let the old song play in the background as you stare at him, wondering....Hey, why not just ask him?
"Hey alfie?" "Yeah?" He said, not bothering to look at you, obviously. You persue your lips, and pause before asking "What were the 80's like?"
For a moment, he was shocked. He paused his game, (Which made no sense, considering he was playing online) set down the controller, and looked at you. "....What?" He asked, "What were the
FrancexReader - A Kiss at MidnightMonday, December 31st 2012FrancexReader - A Kiss at Midnight3 years ago in Romance More Like This
There are two schools of thought regarding confessing your feelings to someone you love, in this case, your best friend of several years. The first, more positively believes that you should confess, lest you miss a chance of a lifetime with who could potentially be the love of your life. The other, well, it strongly advises against it, because if they do not love you back, you could lose that friend forever.
Of course, unfortunately for you, you had put all your faith into the former.
The look in Alfred's beautifully baby blue eyes said it all: You had just made the biggest mistake of your life.
"I love you!"
Perhaps he hadn't heard me the first time...
"I said, Alfred, I love you...."
He blinked, "Are you being serious _______?"
Oh god... He didn't just ask that, did he?
"Um - Yes... I am." You could feel the deathly dragging sensation pulling all your hopes to oblivion.
Gone was the usual, trademark Alfred grin
Call me maybe? America X readerCall me maybe? America X reader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
December 27. Your Christmas was less than fun, and you even had to been alone for it.
You were walking to your local diner to grab some grub.
You see that it is a ghost town; but one man eating a cheeseburger and extra large fries.
You get an awkward feeling.
"I-I don't like this." You grumbled to yourself as you nervously approached the counter.
"H-hello, How may I help you?" A young man with curly locks waited on you by the bar.
You order and take a seat. The man with the shake moves over to the seat next to your and slurps in your ear while gazing at you. Frustrated, you turn towards him.
"Excuse me? Can I help you?" You can feel your eyebrow twitching in frustration. As though his slurping and staring wasn't enough; call me maybe began to play from the speakers.
You felt your fist tighten. You didn't think today was going to go well.
"Hey, man, you look kinda...tense? You need a massage?" The man walked behind you and slowly rubbed his hands across your shoulders. You shutter
Touch- AmericaShe sat, wide eyed, watching the flag snap wildly in the wind and the rain pour down.Touch- America3 years ago in Romance More Like This
“What is it like?” she asked quietly.
“Cold. Wet. We should go inside.” Alfred shivered, hugging himself tightly and gritting his teeth.
“I feel fine. Can we stay a little longer?” (f/n) licked her lips and put out her hand to catch the fat, glistening raindrops in her palm. “I like the smell of the rain.”
“You know your mother doesn’t like you to be outside for too long. You could hurt yourself.”
(f/n) rolled her (e/c) eyes and ignored Alfred, “And you only care because you’re paid to…” she said bitterly, stepping out into the downpour.
“(f/n)… Is that what you think?” her guardian sounded injured, “That I only look out for you because I’m paid to?”
“Well, that’s the truth isn’t it?” she turned back to him, not noticing the tears streaming down
Lithuania-Seven minutes"Aight, go ahead ___ Chan!" America said as you place your hand in the box. You feel a smooth, rectangular item, you pull it out and see a cell phone.Lithuania-Seven minutes4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"T-That's me." Lithuania stands up and smiles weakly.
"Woo hoo! Get it Lithuania!!!" Latvia jokes. Lithuania blushes and takes you into the closet.
"I'll be honest with you." Lithuania said. "I've always really liked you." He said, placing his hand lightly on your shoulder.
"But I thought you liked-" "I use to, But, She;s scary, you're not. You're beautiful and smart, she's insane. I really do love YOU ____ chan." He held you tightly in his arms.
"I-I love you too." You said. You had always liked Lithuania and hoped that he would get over Belarus. You always had thought that he was very cute and nice
. "I-I'd like to ask you something." He said softly.
"Yes, go ahead." You answered, still in his embrace.
"May I...Kiss you?" You nodded, and he gave you a long, romantic kiss on your lips, holding your chest against his and rubbing your bac
Prussia-Seven minutesYou reached into the box and felt something partly wet and partly crusty. Out of disgust and curiosity, , you pull the item out to see a bloodies up napkin. Prussia gives out a laugh. "That's me!" He looked at you up and down confidently, but, moments later, a shroud of gloom and embarrassment fell upon him. He dragged you into the closet. "Uhhh..." He said, scratching the back of his head nervously. "Are you okay?" You asked him, placing your hand on his shoulder. He squirmed rapidly. "O-Of course I'm FINE! L-Let go of me!" He threw your hand away from him. The two of you were silent for a few moments. "Truth is..." He said shamefully/ "I've never liked..or had a girlfriend. I grew up around only men." He said, turning his face away from yours. You placed both hands on his face bringing your foreheads and noses together. "It's alright." you said, and his blush intensified. "But...But I've always liked YOU." He said. "____ Chan...Will...*sigh* Will you be my first girlfriend?" He askedPrussia-Seven minutes4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
:~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~:3 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
Switzerland-Seven minutes in HeavenThe eyes were on you as you reached into the bag.Switzerland-Seven minutes in Heaven4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A plastic handle found its way around your index and thumb.
"A toy gun?"
You blushed at the thought of your next seven minutes.
A blushing switzerland scratched his head in uncertainty.
"Yeah, That's mine."
He walked toward you uneasily, almost stumbling upon every step.
"I guess you should follow me."
He grabbed your forerarm and guided you into the pigsty of a closet.
"What the hell? Does Italy EVER clean?"
He helped you down, groping around the closet.
A light fluttered on and off rapidly until it could last on its own.
"I've never done this. I don't know how; please tell me you can show me."
His face was turned away from you; his eyes glancing quickly over you when he thought it safe to sneak a peak of you.
You blushed, not knowing what to do.
"I don't hear any moaning-uh! Get it started in there already!"
France yelled from outside the door.
"I guess I should, less I get punished. I'd rather keep my neu
7 minutes in heaven-ItalyYou reached into the box nervously in hopes that the item you pick will correspond with someone you like.7 minutes in heaven-Italy5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You raised you hand with the item in it, your eyes were shut. You slowly open your eyes to see a bowl in your hand.
Italy springs up from the couch.
"That's-a me!" He exclaimed., doing a little dance, singing, and holding Germany's hands, making him join in.
Finally, fed up with the foolishness, Germany throws you two inside of the closet.
"I hope zis seven minutes seems like ze eternity." Germany's annoyed voice says, fading as he walks away.
"So...Do-a You like-a me?" Italy asks, leaning in, causing you to fall backwards. He's now on top of you, awaiting your response.
"Y-yes." You nervously say. You have always liked and enjoyed everything about him.
"Good! Then I can-a tell you that-a I love you too! And since we both-a love each other-a..."
Italy reached for his pants and began to remove them.
"I totally love you! Veee~!" He said, facing your red face.
"Look-a at me-a! I'm-a n
7 minutes in heaven-TurkeyYou pull out of the box a beautiful mask, one used for a mascaraed ball.7 minutes in heaven-Turkey4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Turkey immediately stands up and says.
"Ha! YEAH! That's me!"
He ran over to you, placing the mask on your face.
"Looks great on you... Now let's go!"
He put you i the closet.
"So, we see if we like each other? Cool, sounds good to me." He put you on top of him and cuddled with you, kissing your lips and rubbing your back. He was a very good kisser, one of which to make you blush greatly.
"So, you seem really nice, but your also being really quiet." He said, looking at you.
"Well, I've just been nervous, your really nice too..."
"Is that right?" He asked ,holding you once more, and kissing you deeply, showing signs of deep happiness.
You never had liked him, as a matter of fact, you were kind of scared of him, but his kindness had changed your thoughts.
"Taste like sugar." He said, licking your lips.
You giggled, and the door was opened.
"Okay, guys, we didn't time you, but, truth is, you two creep me out. Go to..
BritainXreader 7 minutesBritainXreader 7 minutes3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was that time again. The 7 minutes in heaven party. America loved the chance to stick people with others they didn't even know. Surprisingly, you were very excited and ready for anything, or so you thought. When you walked into the crowded room, your confidence went down the drain. All the faces and conversation floating about deflated and belief in yourself you had initially.
"Hey! If it isn't "___"! It's great to see you again!" America stepped up and hugged you.
"Ready to get this party started?" America saluted you and walked away. "Okay guys! It's party time! You ready mother f-"
"That's quite enough, you wanker. Let us begin." Britain placed his hand over america's mouth. "Shall we?" He smiled and placed the names in the hat on the table. All the people gathered around. "You go first, "___"" Britain smiled at you.
You reached in the hat. you pulled out Britain's name and immediately your eyes widened. Britain was your one and only crush. You loved everything about him. F
Here? Now? FranceXReaderHere? Now? FranceXReader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"PARTY TIME, MOFO'S!" America stood in front of the crowd with the hat, confetti blowing all over him. "It'll be the best closet time yet! Everyone ready to get this show on the road?" Everyone nodded their agreements and continued to begin the game.
You were selected to be the first the pull from the hat. You were a little nervous, but completely ready. You had nothing against anyone in the room and had always wanted to try the game.
"Come on-a! The suspense! It's killing me!" Italy flailed around and blushed. You looked at the paper.
"C'est moi?" France blew you a kiss. He was right, it was him. You always thought France was too perky for you, but proceeded to him and took his arm. "O-honhon, this will be fun, ma Chérie..." He lead you to the closet and sat you both down. "So, my dear sweet, what's on your mind?" He held your hands in his and pressed his lips to your hand. Your eyes widened. What was there to say? You were locked in a closet with a total pervert for
Germany x Reader - Seven Minutes in HeavenGreat, another party, organised by the one and only Alfred F Jones – damn socialising is hard, well at least for you. Time after time you'd be invited to parties by your over-enthusiastic American friend, and time after time you'd end up sitting in the corner like the antisocial emo you tried so desperately to hide.Germany x Reader - Seven Minutes in Heaven3 years ago in Romance More Like This
'Oi! (Y/N)!' Alfred called over to you, breaking your melancholy thoughts. 'C'mere!'
You stood up lazily and walked over to Alfred and the other countries sat nearby – by God your inner fan girl was screaming, so many boys, hot, hot boys. Your soon to be perverted thoughts were interrupted by Alfred again :
'We were just about to play a game!' he gestured to the countries around him. 'Want to join?'
Normally you would just refuse but you could see the ear-to-ear grin planted on the yank's face. How could you refuse? You sat down next to Elizaveta who was currently battling Gilbert off her.
'So... what are we playing?' trying to disguise your anticipation you asked cautiousl
Abide by the Wiccan RedeAbide by the Wiccan Rede3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Bide the Wiccan Law ye must,
You had been dating Arthur for about a year now. He is such a gentleman and perfect in your eyes…Except for one thing, he’s hiding something from you. How do you know this? It’s obvious; he rarely lets you go to his house and when you do he spends hours cleaning it before you do and there are certain rooms that you’re just not allowed in at all. Also about once or twice a month he completely disappears for the entire night. And he has this strange way of getting exactly what he wants. You desperately wanted to know what he was hiding.
You couldn’t take not knowing anymore. One day you visit him out of the blue, without a warning for him to clean up. You pounded on the door and when he opened it his eyes widen. “________... What are you doing here?” You shrug, “I wanted to spend some time with you. May I come in?” He looked behind him quickly and sighed, opening the door for you go inside. You go
ItalyxReader: Freeing the Maid (Request)You sighed as you cleaned up after theItalyxReader: Freeing the Maid (Request)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Allies once again. You didn’t really hate working for them, but
something about your job just sucked the life out of you. Truly, only
America paid any attention to you, but that was because you worked
for him directly. Working for the others was more of a formality.
They seemed to sense this, but took it
as you being cold and distant. As a result, they ignored you. Well,
almost. France constantly flirted with you, most of the time ending
with him whacked with whatever you had on hand. England was polite,
but he never really carried out a conversation with you. China gave
you food occasionally, but ignored you most of the time.
Russia was the worst, though. He would
always stalk you with that creepy smile of his whenever you were
cooking or cleaning. It really freaked you out, but when you asked
him to stop, the only reply you got was a smack on the back from his
metal pipe. When you told America, he just laughed it off and told
you that that
Accidental love Canada x readerAccidental love Canada x reader3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was morning. You didn't want it to be...there was school and you had gotten no sleep.
"___-chan, it's time to go! Hurry, you'll be late for class!"
Your room mate called out.
But you weren't going to go to class today. It wasn't your thing to skip class, but today was going to be different.
"Okay...you're taking too long! You can drive yourself to school!"
Your roommate left you alone.
You hopped out of bed and showered, deciding you'd hit a party instead...it would be the first you'd ever been to, and a party would be much more fun than grueling first-year college classes.
You go on your way. Your car took ages to start.
"Ah, here it is..."
A local, and well renowned pub.
As you walk in you immediately notice a man with glasses mocking a frail looking boy.
"Come on, brah! You can't even TRY to hold your liquor?"
"I-I'd rather not try...it...it just isn't my thing..." The frail boy shuttered.
The stronger looking man knocked him on the back of the head.
.:Let It Snow:. Germany x ReaderGreat..:Let It Snow:. Germany x Reader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My parents actually decided on what they thought was the best decision they ever made, next to being married to one another. They so happily thought it would be nice to travel out of our dull little town and into one with more liveliness. Aside from the many friends I had to leave, I surprisingly couldn’t agree more with it…that is, if it wasn’t below freezing at the time.
We just so happened to plan our move in mid-December, where you can easily freeze almost every part of your body if you weren’t well protected. What was even better was having to live closer up north. It even started to snow right when we unloaded the boxes from the moving truck. It was a good thing we didn’t have as much furniture and only a few boxes to carry; otherwise we would have been up to our knees in the white stuff in close to an hour!
Although the weather was pretty intense, the usual calm snowfalls seemed to put my mind at ease. The warmness
Whose this Maple?~CanadaxReaderSeating yourself comfortably on a red and white couch behind you, your friend and personification of Canada, also called Matthew Williams, took his seat next to you while turning on the television. It was time to watch the reruns of the Canadian hockey team playing the US, however Matthew was busy at a world meeting to see it-even though he's hardly noticed anyway.Whose this Maple?~CanadaxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sitting there happily, you gave your Canadian friend a glance before looking back to the screen to see....uh oh...US had already got a goal. Turning back to Matthew, he didn't look all that happy. Everything went back to normal a few moment after, until US got a second AND third goal..
Matthew was not impressed. They did so well before, beating Russia, and now they were being creamed by his own brother.
"M-maple." he stuttered, seeing Canada-his own country-hadn't even gotten one goal yet.
For some reason, your mind began to race over the whole mentioning of 'Maple'. To put it right out there..you were jealous. You always he
EnglandXReader MistletoeTaking the brownies out of the oven, you put them on the counter. You grabbed a knife and carefully cut them into pieces. You walked to the dish cupboard and took a plate out to put the brownies on. Once they were on the food table, everything was in place. The party won't start for another half hour or more, so you decide to make some tea and save the fruit punch and pop for the guests.EnglandXReader Mistletoe3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A few minutes after you made your tea the door decided to finally ring. You set the tea down and walked over to the door, your dress swaying and your face bright. Opening the door you saw Alfred, Matthew, Francis, and your longtime crush, Arthur Kirkland. They all held neatly wrapped and very colourful gifts in their hands, ready for their Secret Santa person to open.
"Hello! You guys sure are early, not that it's a bad thing. Please, come in." You waved your hand to the inside of the house. They eagerly stepped in, releasing Jack Frost's grip on them. You told and showed them where the food and drinks
Have You Seen Santa? (FinlandxReader)Have You Seen Santa?Have You Seen Santa? (FinlandxReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"(F/n)! (F/n)!" your little sister shouted to you as she ran from the direction of her school, "Did you see Santa?"
Smiling at her antics, you shook your head, "No, Paula, I didn't. Did he come visit you?"
The brunette girl grinned and took your hand, tugging you to her classroom. "Yeah!" she cheered, "Come see!"
You let the five-year-old drag you back into the school that you used to be a student of. A few teachers poked their heads out of their classrooms to greet you. You acknowledged them, but were unable to stop Paula for longer than to say a hurried 'Hello' and keep walking.
"Before we go see Santa, what did you do in class today?"
Still not stopping, Paula rattled off a list of seasonal activities the class had participated in. As a last minute thought she added, "And we made Christmas ornaments!"
Finally, you made it to Paula's classroom and the small child released your hand. The teacher greeted you with a smile and you talked to her