~Contagious pt. 7Francis planted a kiss on Matthew's head, brushing the small child's hair out of his face. He had finally been able to get the boy to sleep and had no intention of waking him. Not for many hours.
The nation sighed deeply, silently thanking God that he could take his own nap. After nearly a week of not sleeping, he thought the best way to celebrate a job well done would be to sleep.
Matthew's fever had broken.
Whatever had happened, France didn't know, nor did he really care. His colony was sleeping safe and sound and free of disease. Maybe his kind, generous people had managed to help the weaker, unprotected natives. The nation actually loved the native people of Canada, encouraging his men to marry their women and create a better bond with the tribes.
Francis snuck out of the room, closing the door gently behind him. With luck, Matthew would sleep through the night and be himself again in the morning. Finally, the duo could get back into
CanadaxReader ~Jet Lag~One of the things you found adorable about the North American twins was that they could fall asleep anywhere. On anybody. And be completely cool about it when they woke up.CanadaxReader ~Jet Lag~1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
You rolled over onto your side, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. The red numbers on your alarm clock burned 2:03. You groaned and flopped your head back down on the pillow. Where was Matthew? He had attended the World Meeting a day before and had called this morning to say, in his soft, sweet way, that his flight had been delayed. He and Kumajirou were going to be late getting home. You wish he would have at least left the bear with you so you would have someone to talk to. You felt yourself drifting back off to sleep and tugged the blanket up over your shoulder.
~------------Le time skip!------------~
You were stirred from your sleep by something brushing past your nose. Blinking your eyes open, you saw
RomaniaxReader ~Voltaj~You unlocked the door to your apartment and shut the door quietly behind you. It had been a looooong day. The lecture your History professor had given dragged on way longer than anyone expected. When the teacher is so old that he forgets his own notes, loses his glasses on the top of his head, and asks one student the same question four times, he needs to be put into an old folks home and given medication.RomaniaxReader ~Voltaj~1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
While you grumbled to yourself, you dumped your bag on the couch, wondering where in God's name your flat mate was. That's when you heard music from the kitchen. It was catchy to say the least. You heard the sound of bare feet agaonst linolieum and moved to investigate.
You opened the door a fraction and peered inside. In the middle of the room was a certain strawberry-blond Romanian holding a broom. He was sweeping the floor, swinging his body in time to the music. When the lyri
RomanoxReader ~Danza~Lovino Vargas bit down into the tomato, sighing through his nose. Feliciano just had to go to the market to get some ciabatta. That left the older Italian with uncooked pasta, tomatoes, and a messy kitchen. Then, the idiota* had left the radio on upstairs and catchy dance music was pouring through the open door. Wait....RomanoxReader ~Danza~1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Feliciano hadn't left the radio on. And the feet hitting the wood floor weren't his brother's. Lovino almost smacked himself in the head. His brother had invited one of his best friends, (_Name_), over earlier. She had asked if they had a CD player she could borrw and Feli, the generous idiot he is, had told her to come over and use the spare room as a dance studio. She had been excited and Lovino waited until she left before arguing with the Northern Italian about inviting his n0-good friends over. It was bad enough that he had that potato jerk over e
SwedenxReader Lilla EttYou rocked back and forth, a gentle smile on your lips. The old wooden rocking chair creaked and groaned under you as you shifted slightly, cradling the bundle in your arms. Peices of your (_h/c_) hair hung in your face, but you didn't care. You sighed softly and shook your head.SwedenxReader Lilla Ett1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
The child in your arms was staring up at you intently with his deep blue eyes. He cocked his head to the side, studying you. Your tender smile widened. He blinked, giving a tiny, soft giggle as he waved his hands at your face. Your own chuckles joined his as he shook his tiny fists, finally succeding in capturing your finger.
You gently tugged your finger free from his grasp, brushing your fingers through his whispy, straw blonde hair. He protested your actions, his face twisting into a tiny pout. You planted a gentle kiss on his forehead, making him coo softly.
"Berwald," you whispered. The name
AxisxReader ~What Color?~You were sitting at the table with your friends and you were enjoying a nice dinner the three of them had prepared. You smiled across the table at Feliciano Vargas as he attempted to figure out how to eat the sushi in front of him. Kiku Honda was struggling to explain the concept to him and Ludwig Beilschmidt sighed, watching his two allies. You giggled when Feli gave up on the sushi and returned to the pasta he had brought. They had invited you to dinner. You had agreed instantly, wanting to catch up with your friends.AxisxReader ~What Color?~1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
"Hey'a (_Name_)! Do you like your'a pasta?" the Italian said, waving at you even though you were only a few feet away from each other. The German next to him sighed again, clearly agitated with his best friend's antics. You adored the Italian's bubbly personality and his sweet nature. Ludwig was sterner and less inclined to shoot you a bright smile, but he was fun in his o
ItalyxReader ~Silly String~You shook the can in your hands rapidly, peering out from behind the tree you were hiding behind. The slight breeze ruffled your (_h/c_) and you narrowed your (_e/c_) eyes in concentration. The yard was quiet; too quiet. Uncapping the can, you took a deep breath and waited. You heard a snicker come from your left, and someone shushed them. This was serious business.ItalyxReader ~Silly String~2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Alfred Jones gave a mighty battle cry and the quiet summer evening burst into a flurry of activity, countries leaping from their hiding places and attacking. You ran full speed at Ludwig, unleashing the contents of the can at him. The German spun around and saw you just before the silly string hit his face.
You laughed and sprayed Gilbert, who had also attacked Ludwig. The albino recieved a heavy dosage and his peculiar laugh rang out, your own joining it. Feliciano attacked Francis, but when the the Frenchman turned around, Feli panicked and fled
CanadaXReader SleepyheadCanadaXReaderCanadaXReader Sleepyhead2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Um, excuse me Miss [Name]," you felt someone poke your shoulder, "the meeting ended a while ago. You should wake up now."
'The meeting the meeting why did that sound so familiar?' you thought peacefully. 'THE MEETING!!!' You jerked awake as you remembered.
This had been your first world meeting. After Alfred had introduced you, you had gotten so bored you fell asleep! And now someone had just woken you up, after the meeting had ended.
"Oh, my gosh! I can't believe I just slept through the entire meeting!" you exclaim, embarrassed beyond belief. You turned around to thank whoever had just woken you up. "Thank you so much for-"
You froze in mid-sentence as soon as you saw him. He was the cutest guy you had ever seen. He had messy blonde hair with one unruly curl in the front and big blue eyes, that where hidden behind glasses. Complete with a polar bear and innocent looks, he was the ultimate poster boy for 'Shy Guy' magazine.
"-waking me up
EnglandxReader Little oneYou jolted awake when the sound of cries met your ears. You nearly lept out of bed, rubbing your sleepy, (_e/c_) eyes as you opened your bedroom door.EnglandxReader Little one1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Your bare feet padded softly on the pine boards as you made your way through the hall, stopping short at the first door to the left. Nudging it open with your foot, you peered in the room. The pale light of the moon shone through the window, softly illuminating the whole space, giving you a chance to inspect the room's occupants.
A small smile made its way to your face as your eyes traced the forms of the three boys. The oldest, a firey-tempered red-head, was sprawled out on his bed, his blanket pooled around him. The second child, a more mild-tempered child, was snuggled up on his bed, tucked neatly under his covers, hugging a stuffed sheep to himself. The third boy was nestled in his blankets, his hair a lighter shade than that of his oldest brother's. You gav
AxisxReader ~What color pt. 2Ludwig took a sip of his coffee, half-glancing over at the paper. He and his brother had been forced to stay with (_Name_) over-night, her house being the closest to the city where the world meeting was being held. He had mixed feelings about staying with her. She was so sweet, with her (_h/t_), (_h/c_) hair and shining (_e/c_) eyes, but she insisted, opening up her home to them.AxisxReader ~What color pt. 21 year ago in Profiles More Like This
The stiff German man turned his head to see his brother, Gilbert, slumped in his seat, his coffee untouched.
"You get up too early, verdammt..." the former empire muttered, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Ludwig rolled his eyes, scoffing at the older man. He had dragged the Prussian out of bed at nearly four-thirty in the morning, not wanting (_Name_) to have to deal with the grumpy, ecotistical albino when she awoke. She was a very busy person, often for-going sleep to get the piles of paper work she always seemed to have done.
PrussiaxReader ~An Iron Cross~You bit down on your lip. It took every ounce of your self control to keep yourself from losing it. The doctor patted your arm, explaining what had happened. You were barely listening. The only one thought circulated in your mind; This cannot be happening. This cannot be happening. With one final, sad glance, the doctor turned to leave. You lowered your head, your (_h/c_) hair hiding your face. The sterile, white walls of the hospital room did nothing to warm you. You felt hollow.PrussiaxReader ~An Iron Cross~1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
As soon as the door closed, you lowered your head farther, tears clinging to the corners of your (_e/c_) eyes. This was just... unreal. You felt so numb. Oh God, why?! Yo buried your head in your hands, sobbing. You muttered "Why, why, why?" over and over again, your tears flowing down your face and landing on your hands and jeans. You felt like y
RomanoxReader ~Buonanotte~You stumbled through the hall way to the bathroom. You were still half asleep and confused. As you opened the door, you were suddenly aware to everything around you. You nearly tripped over your own two feet in your hurry to reach the toilet. You threw up. Hot tears pricked the corners of your eyes and you, your alert state vanishing just as fast as it had appeared, felt like sobbing.RomanoxReader ~Buonanotte~1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
"(_Name_), Che-?" You heard your boyfriend, Lovino Vargas, mumble as he made his way to the bathroom. You were shaking and clining to the cold, white ceramic. He was rubbing the sleep from his eye when he nudged the door open with his foot. His amber eyes widened when you leaned over the bowl again.
"Voi ragazza stupida .... " he muttered, pulling the hair out of your face. You choked on air and felt the tears leak from your (_e/c_) eyes. He sighed, rubbing your back as you coughed over
CanadaxReader Une PetiteYou gently rocked back and forth, a gentle smile on your lips. The old wooden rocking chair creaked and groaned under you as you shifted slightly, cradling the bundle in your arms. Peices of your (_h/c_) hair hung in your face, but you didn't care. You began to hum softly to the sleeping baby in your arms.CanadaxReader Une Petite1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
The child started to stir as you rocked him. He lazily blinked his eyes open, giving a tiny yawn. Your tender smile widened. The small boy tilted his head, searching the room. His sleepy violet eyes finally came to a rest on your face. He peered up at you curiously before he gave a whispery, waving his small hands. Your own chuckles joined his as he latched onto your finger. The baby cooed in delight.
You gently tugged your finger free from his grasp, brushing your fingers through his curly blond hair. He snuggled deeper into the warmth of the blanket he was
Babysitting: RomanoXReaderMondayBabysitting: RomanoXReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Fernández-Carriedo mansion was nothing you have ever seen before.
It was an exclusive Mediterranean paradise towered by a vast, prosperous tomato vineyard near the sea. Even the most fastidious of tastes wouldn't refuse to live there.
The golden sun embraced the earth, unwrapping another day. You venerated the splendid scenery as you ran around the garden with your Tío Antonio's five little children.
"Carlos, be careful!" You reminded the three-year-old Spanish-Mexican.
He scrambled to his feet and chased Corazon, his four-year-old sister. Rafael, Elena and Miguel played hide-and-seek.
This was your punishment for being grounded for a week, for your entire spring break. Your mother sent you to babysit the five younger children in the mansion.
"Everything good, __________?" Tío Antonio strode with a cup of tea on his hand and asked.
You nodded and flashed a slightly puzzled smile.
Antonio Fernández-Carriedo, the millionaire owner of the mansion and the vi
GermanyxReader Klein einYou gently rocked back and forth, a gentle smile on your lips. The old wooden rocking chair creaked and groaned under you as you shifted slightly, cradling the bundle in your arms. Peices of your (_h/c_) hair hung in your face, but you didn't care. You began to hum softly to the sleeping baby in your arms.GermanyxReader Klein ein1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
The child started to stir as you rocked him. He lazily blinked his eyes open, giving a tiny yawn. Your tender smile widened. The small boy tilted his head, searching the room. His icy blue eyes finally came to a rest on your face. He peered up at you curiously before he giggled, waving his small hands. Your own chuckles joined his as he latched onto your finger. The baby squealed in delight.
You gently tugged your finger free from his grasp, brushing your fingers through his wispy blonde hair. He started to wrestle his way free from the warmth of the blanket
PrussiaxReader ~The Day We've Been Waiting For~It was the ninth of November. You snuggled your head into the pillow, sighing in content. Your live-in boyfriend had draped his arm around your waist as you two slept, burying his nose in your hair. Gilbert Beilschmidt adjusted his head so that your hair made a pillow of a sort for him. Gilbird had nested amongst the soft blankets. You sighed again, your mind shutting down as you slipped into a deeper sleep.PrussiaxReader ~The Day We've Been Waiting For~1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Something disturbed your sleep. Your subconsious mind couldn't place what the noise was, and you shifted slightly, hoping it would go away. You wondered for a moment if one of the tennents in another apartment was having a party. Gilbert groaned and nudged you. The sound seemed to stop for a second and then start again. You frowned in your sleep, shifting again. Gilbert nugded you again.
"(_Name_)...." he whined. "(_Naaaaame_)...." You groan
One For The Books - CanadaXReaderToday had to be one for the books. With a giant mess on the floor and a Canadian sprawled out with it, (Name) couldn't help but to bust out laughing at her lovers misfortune, but we're way ahead of our selfs. Allow me to start from the beginning.One For The Books - CanadaXReader1 year ago in Humor More Like This
Today is (Insert random date), (Name) and Matthews two year anniversary, and this year, Matthew wanted it to be just right. He really appreciated (Name) staying with him and his bear, Kumajiro.....or was it Kumajirou? He could never remember. Anyways back to his story. In the beginning, it seemed perfect.
Matthew groggily open his eyes to the bright sun. He reached over for his glasses and put them on. He looked over to (Name)'s pillow and noticed a note. It read,
"Happy Anniversary, Mon Cher!
I'm sorry I couldn't be here for when you woke up, my job called me in. I'll be back at five. Enjoy your meal and I can't wait for tonight! Bonne journee et faire attention. Je t'aime.
Smiling at the note and looking over at the fl
RomaniaxReader-RequestRomaniaxReader-RequestRomaniaxReader-Request1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Your heart was racing. Today was the day that you were finally going to do it. You had been practicing over and over again for this moment, and finally, you had the courage to take action.
When you heard the footsteps of your friend coming closer, you came out from behind the column you were leaning on and faced him.
"Hi, _____________!" your childhood friend, Vladimir, grinned.
"Hi, Vlad," you said shyly with your hands holding your chocolate behind your back.
"Are you ready to go home?" Vladimir asked and grabbed your free hand. The moment he touched your hand, a tingling sensation ran up the length of your aurm and travelled along your spine.
But before he could start walking with you, you stopped in your tracks and swallowed. "Um, before we go I have somerhing for you, Vlad."
"Really?" your friend asked in genuine surprise. "Is it a present?"
"You can say that " you said trying hard not to blush too visibly. With every ounce of your courage, you bro
Romania x Reader - Best of the BestRomania x Reader – Best of the BestRomania x Reader - Best of the Best1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You were currently limping around your bedroom in your pajamas (which consisted of only an old oversize t-shirt that had been your father’s), trying to clear the bed off so you could lie down. It seemed like the whole apartment was on your bed! Every step was placed with care, as one misplaced foot would end in catastrophe.
It was only about 6:30 in the evening, but you had already showered and were trying to get into bed. There was a good reason, too. Someone knocked on the door before you could go through the events of the day. You sighed and limped towards it after pulling on a pair of old gym shorts. The knocking became more persistent.
“I’m coming, I’m coming!” you said. “Let the cripple take her time, will you?”
You opened the door to reveal Vlad, your closest friend. Even though he was your closest friend – you weren’t much of a social butterfly – the strawberry blond still wasn
Protect You :RomaniaXReader: Protect YouProtect You :RomaniaXReader:1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You were six years old when you first met him.
You had been crying in the park, having escaped from some bullies who had been teasing you about how you believed in all sorts of magical thingsfaeries, dragons, vampires, the like. Your house was only a block away from the park and your parents were "busy" people, so they let you just wander around without a care. It took you a few years to realize that they just weren't very good parents.
Your (e/c) eyes were puffy and swollen from crying, (h/c) slightly messed up from your current position of being curled up in the tunnel on the playground equipment. The bullies had left you alone as soon as you had run away crying, luckily, and you were glad for that.
But you just wanted a friend right now. A friend who wo
Daddy!EnglandxMommy!Reader -Part 2~You leaned over the table and wiped Matthew's sticky mouth and hands. Alfred giggled, taking another rather large bite of his pancakes. Arthur smiled at you over his newspaper. You winked, happy that the morning had gone down without a fuss.Daddy!EnglandxMommy!Reader -Part 2~1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
So much for peaceful...
Francis sauntered into the kitchen smiling brightly. Arthur's smile quickly turned into a sneer and he hid behind his paper.
"Bonjour Uncle Francis!" Matthew chirped as you wiped the last bit of maple syrup off his face.
"Francis is not your uncle, Mattie," Arthur growled from behind the wall of paper and print. You snickered gently at the tense rivalry between the two men.
"Good morning, Francis. How are you?" you greeted as you attempted to clean Alfred's face. The 5 year old squirmed away from the paper towel, but you eventually got him to sit still long enough to wipe the syrup off his face, hands, an
RomaniaXReader: YesRomaniaXReader: Yes1 year ago in Settings More Like This
"You better not screw this up!" Hungary said with a pan in her hand already while glaring daggers at Romania who looked nervous as hell.
"Shut up Elizaveta!" Vlad said and glared back at the Hungarian. Romania was dressed in a dashing black suit and he had a bundle of red roses in on hand and his other hand in his pocket where a small box was safely secured. Vladimir's thoughts were racing fast through his head. He felt the tie he wore tighten around his neck more. The sound of someone coming down the stairs broke the silence. You came down wearing a beautiful red strapless dress, almost reaching your knees. The top hugged your curves perfectly stopping at your stomach where a silver and sparkly piece of cloth was tied around you and tied from the back. Then it was all frilly from there to the bottom of the dress. Your [h/c] hair was curled and you had a bit of make up on that matched the dress. Along with matching earrings, necklace and a bracelet to finish the out
Romania x Reader - SamhainRomania x Reader SamhainRomania x Reader - Samhain1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
There were so many names to the beloved holiday people enjoyed - especially children! Halloween's names had so many sources. Samhain, All Hallow's Eve, Beggars' Night, Day of the Dead, Halloween... Of course, most commonly in America it was called Halloween and celebrated by children dressed up as monsters or characters from the media or even famous people. Other forms of celebration included witch circles, lighting bonfires, leaving offerings for the dead, carving pumpkins and beets, and memorial festivals.
Tonight you were going to celebrate in the typical American fashion with Vlad - meaning you would be dressing up in costumes, going around with pillowcases or plastic pumpkins, and asking for candy. There was also going to be a large celebration on the town's main street. Considering you lived in a small town, it was going to be huge. Businesses and clubs from all over the area were going to have booths and haunted houses set up for most of the night
Mama!ReaderxChibitalia Cuppycake song"Ve, Mama!" A small voice called out. You turned around to see your little child, Feli, walk into the kitchen with a cute smile on his face. You smiled and bent down to his level.Mama!ReaderxChibitalia Cuppycake song1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What is it, bambino?" you asked as he walked up to you. He rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet.
"I wanna sing you a song that I learned in daycare!" he exclaimed. You bit your lip to refrain from squealing about how adorable he was right now. You loved it whenever he began to sing.
"Then sing." You said and sat on your knees. He cleared his throat and began.
"You're my Honeybunch, Sugarplum
Pumpy-umpy-umpkin, You're my Sweetie Pie
You're my Cuppycake, Gumdrop
Snoogums-Boogums, You're the Apple of my Eye
And I love you so and I want you to know
That I'll always be right here
And I love to sing sweet songs to you
Because you are so dear. "
He finished and smiled again. You were just so... overwhelmed by his cuteness. You picked him up and hugged him.
"Awwwww! Thank you! You´re so cute! Ti amo m
CanadaxReader Cute, eh?CanadaxReader Cute, eh?2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"Where are you?" You asked impatiently into your phone. There you stood in a crowded ice rink all alone. You had already been waiting for over twenty minutes for your friend before you decided to call her.
"Well, lets just say I won't be at the ice rink tonight." She began, sounding hoarse.
"Why?" You asked.
"I'm sick. I'll save you the details, but lets just say I became sick recently." She explained.
"Oh Are you okay? Do you want me to come over?" You asked, worried about your friend.
"No, ____________. Stay at the rink! Have some fun! I'm there with you in spirit!" She said as she hung up the phone.
So much for a girls night out. You took a look around the packed arena. There were two large rinks, an arcade, and a small snack bar. What were you supposed to do without your friend? You didn't want to look like a complete loner out on the ice, but you didn't want to drive all the way home and have come here for nothing. Taking another glance at your surrou