BTTxReader: My Dearest Friends "Saying 'he was a racist' isn't an opening argument eyebrows!" Francis snapped beside you, standing up slightly in his seat. "I'm not satisfied and my partner is not either!"
He looked towards you expectantly but you simply froze for a second. Luckily at that point, Arthur, who was sitting across from you, stood up and shot a glare. "Well if you'd let me finish, I can actually support my argument you frog!"
Sighing, you looked at Elizabeta, sitting across from you with a similar expression. "I'm not even going to try and get a word in edgewise. I highly doubt that either of us will get heard."
Nodding, you tuned out for a few seconds. Today in American History class, your teacher had the idea of splitting up the class into 5 groups, two teams in each. Each team would debate on whether President Lincoln was racist or not. Unfortunately for you and Elizabeta, you were stuck on the team with two enemies pitted against one another.
Francis looked to you,
BTTxReader - Wouldn't Be The SameBTTxReader - Wouldn't Be The Same2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You hammer on the first bedroom door you come to. You thought you were used to living with the infamous trio by now, but sometimes they just took it a little too far.
The door gets pulled open and the Spaniard of the trio stands there, grinning, Good morning, chica. What could your beautiful self possibly want so early?
You cross your arms and glare at him, ignoring the fact his shirt was off and his grin was just too gorgeous.
Toni, where are they? you ask.
what? He genuinely looks confused as to why youre so angry, but you had learnt that he could put on a good act if he wanted, too.
You know what. Where the hell is all of my underwear?!
A smirk creeps across his face, Ah, you may want to ask next door. This time its not my fault.
What do you mean, this time?!
He chuckles nervously, Nothing! I wouldnt take Look, its not my fault, _______
BTTxReader- Nap Time"Come on! Get up, you lazy asses!"BTTxReader- Nap Time2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You sighed, pulling the covers off of your three roommates, "It's two o'clock. Way past time to wake up."
"Nein, _____. It's much too early." Gilbert muttered, snuggling up to Antonio, who lay beside him, for warmth.
"Oui. You could get in the bed with us, Cherie. It would be nice. We could have sex and zhen sleep until midnight like always." Francis chuckled perversely.
"Always? What universe are you living in, Francis…?"
"A better one than yours, apparently."
"Si, chica." Antonio put in, trying to shove Gil away, "Siesta time is muy importante."
"Come on, _____. You know you vant to come nap vith us." Gil opened his bright red eyes, looking up at you mischievously.
You rolled your eyes. This was the problem being the only girl in the house… You were the only sane one. You didn't know why you had agreed to move in with the three men-or more accurately boys. It was probably because you had thought them all gay at th
BTTXReader: Birthday Cake and Fried ChickenBTTXReader: Birthday Cake and Fried Chicken2 years ago in Humor More Like This
"How do I look, [Name]?" asks Francis as he struts around in a dashing suit and tie.
"You look like a fool," You lie, eyes falling upon Antonio as he emerges from a dressing room.
"I look pretty cool, no?" Antonio asks now, adjusting the ridiculous sombrero. You nod approvingly to him, and that makes him smile widely.
"Well I think you look like a fool," Francis pouts and crosses his arms, then struts off to his dressing room after winking at a shopper, nearly making her swoon.
You sit on one of many black stools as the two come and go in various outfits, France swearing that he looks dead sexy in all of them. And, although he doesn't look too bad in any of them, you enjoy seeing his look of disappointment as he trudges back off to change again upon your harsh disapproval.
After a moment, Antonio comes back out, wearing his normal clothes. "I don't think this place is good for party clothes," he says with a sigh and sits nex
BttxReaderOf Course I have a BoyfriendBttxReaderBttxReaderOf Course I have a Boyfriend2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Of Course I have a Boyfriend
Sometimes it was hard having three males as your roommates. It was hard seeing them leave on dates with different women, sometime men. You hated it when they came back, laughing.
And you really hated it when they teased you about your lack of a serious relation ship.
Not tonight. Tonight, you were going to prove them wrong. Or at least pretend to.
You put the finishing touches on your makeup, a splash of bright red for your lips. Smoky gray eyeliner rimmed your eyes. Your hair was styled in a way that best complimented your features. A deep crimson dress with fishnet stockings clad your body like a sort of armor.
When you entered the living room, you tried not to smirk. All three of them were staring, eyes wide. Gilbert didn't notice that he was dripping beer down his front, Antonio was oblivious to the fact that the tomato he had been cutting was reduced to a pulp and Francis was gaping, his w
Sweet Revenge BTTxReaderSweet Revenge BTTxReader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Bad Touch TrioxReader
"FRANSIS BONNEFOY!!! YOU GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!!!!" You screamed running after the laughing frenchman.
Sliding around a corner, you jumped down the stairs of the small house you shared with the three members of BTT.
Francis had gone to far.
He could slap your ass, he could steal kisses, but he could NOT take your last bar of chocolate.
To others this would seem silly. Its just chocolate right?
You were a chocoholic and proud of it! And you deserved that chocolate damn it! You had a shitty day at work and you were looking forward to that bar all day.
For some reason it was the only one in your secret stash drawer. You were pretty sure you had atleast three in there. But before you could consider, Francis had leaned over your shoulder and snatched it away.
Running into the living room, your foot caught on something, causing you to fall face first onto to the floor.
BTTxReader -Day Out BAM! 3 guys: A blond, a brunette, an albino burst in and scooped you into their Zonda. You didn’t even have time to respond, you just went with it, let them take you.BTTxReader -Day Out2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Bounjour.” Francis took away the glass of milk that was in you hand and kissed it.
“Hola.” Antonio said as he went to your left.
“Hallo.” Gilbert smirked and went to your right.
You had your puzzling face on as the Spaniard and the Prussian carried you outside and the French opened the door for them. You batted your (color) eyes in confusion as they started the car.
“So many questions…” You merely uttered and looked at them. What the heck just happened? You were in your Perry the Platypus pajamas enjoying breakfast and your best friends decided to burst in your apartment and take you.
“Vhat else does it look like ve’re doing, frau? Kesesese!” Gilbert was
BTTxReader: Three Is Better Than OneBTTxReader: Three Is Better Than One2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It wasn’t a wild party, but people were defiantly up to no good. There was some drinking and some of the gamers were sitting in front of the TV playing video games. There were even a few couples making out. And of course what party wouldn’t be complete without that totally awful teen drama?
“___________, we’re over,” your boyfriend told you with a smile in front of all your friends.
Your eyes widened, “Wha-what?”
He smirked, “You heard me, we’re over. I was starting to get tired of you weeks ago. (Name you hate) is so much better than you I’ve been hooking up with her for weeks now…”
Tears came to your eyes, “Fine.” With that you left, leaving your ex with a bloody nose and a bruised jaw. Sitting outside on the curb you called your friends. “Could you pick me up?”
“What’s up ___________?” Gilbert asked.
“Something wrong?” Antonio asked.
Furrowing your eyebrows
BTTxReader Part 2BTTxReaderBTTxReader Part 23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Bad Idea Part 2
It had to be the hottest day of summer. You were sprawled on your bedroom floor in a yellow tank top and black shorts. The radio crackled on. "And todays forcast. In the high 90's for most of the day, creeping into the 100's by this afternoon."
You groaned. That meant you were going to be stuck in the house all day. At least the A/C worked. Kinda. It had a bad habit of sputtering and giving out only to turn its self back on.
"Why are you on the floor chica?" Twisting your head you smiled up at Antonio, one of the guys you had shared this house with for the past year and a half.
"Lets go out side chica!! It's beautiful out!" You stared at him, "Dude its almost 97 degrees out there." He grinned "So? We could have a water fight!" It sounded tempting. Very very tempting. "Will Gil and Francis be playing?"
He shrugged, "I dunno,
Why Should I WorryWhy Should I Worry2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Come chica let's go to the Empire State building." Your friend Antonio suggested.
"Nein, she wants to go vith the awesome me and go to Times Square." Gilbert argued
"I think we have time to do both-"
Non, ma Cherie wants to go to Victoria's Secret with me non?" Francis winked.
"Francis! No!" You yelled but it was no use, your three friends were much louder than you were.
It was your birthday today, and to celebrate it the Bad Touch Trio, otherwise known as Antonio, Gilbert and Francis took you to New York for a couple days. Except it hadn't been the vacation you were looking forward too, you haven't even been here an hour and they were already arguing on where to go.
"Why don't we all just take a walk around New York today? And after that you each get a day to take me to where ever you
wish." You suggested.
"I agree mi amor." Antonio smiled.
"Oui, I do too." Francis sighed.
"Since I am the awesome Gilbert, tomorrow is my day with ____!" He proclaimed.
"Quoi? Non!" Francis yelled.
O Christmas Tree- BTTxReader"Mein Gott…"O Christmas Tree- BTTxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Ay Dios mio…."
"I know, right?"
You and your three friends stared up at your ten foot tall Christmas tree in wonder.
"And you want us to decorate this…?" asked Gilbert, turning his red eyes on you.
"I'll help of course."
"_____.... This is going to take forever." Francis pointed out.
"Do you have a ladder?" Antonio asked, the gears turning in his head.
"Yes, yes I do, Antonio. Thank you for trying to help!" you stuck your tongue out at the other two and went to go grab the ladder from your garage.
"Well, gentlemen." Gil announced as soon as you had gone, "I see we have a mission."
"Yes, we do." Francis nodded solemnly.
"Wait, are you talking about decorating the Christmas tree or seducing ____?" asked Antonio, not quite grasping the plan.
"_______ of course!" shouted Gil and Francis simultaneously.
"So, what's the plan?" Gil asked his friends, mischief glinting in his eyes.
"I've got gingerbread cookies!" you shouted delightedly, skipping into th
Good Morning - BTT x ReaderBad Touch Trio x ReaderGood Morning - BTT x Reader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Ah !" You cursed and sat up in bed, holding your hands to your face. Red stuff dripped down your face and your fingers, and you tried not to get any on the sheets, although the pillow was already stained.
"Great. This is really just great," you mumbled to yourself, holding your nose with one hand. One of the few days you get to sleep in, and you were woken up early by a nosebleed.
Was there a better way to start off the day?
"Ah, buenos días, _______!"
"Kesesesese! Nice, _______!"
"Ohonhonhon, what happened this time?"
Oh, look, there it was.
You were sorry you asked.
The man with silver hair was already strutting around your room, and the blonde peeked out from behind the door. The Spaniard was leaning against your wall leisurely with a happy smile.
You blinked and stared at the three of them with wide eyes. "How did you even get in here?" You swore the door was locked. It didn't really matter to you that they wer
BTTXReader Winter Fun(Name) stared at the ceiling from her warm bed. Everything was quiet and serene. It was 9:16 A.M and the (e/c) eyed girl had just woken up. Saturday. What should I do today? she thought. Her thoughts were disrupted by the ringing of her phone.BTTXReader Winter Fun2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Guten Morgen, (Name)! Do you vant zo come sledding vith zhe awesome me?” came the voice on the other end of the phone, muffled bickering could be heard. “I mean, us?”
“Sure. Let me just get ready. What time are we going?” she asked.
“Buenos dias, chica. We are coming right now.”
Stumbling out of bed (Name) rushed to the bathroom, putting the phone on loudspeaker.
“Bonjour, mon petit fleur. We are almost at your ’ouse.”
Running back to her room she pulled on sweat pants and a sweatshirt. Tying her (h/c) hair in a messy ponytail she shoved it under a hat. Weird sounds were coming from the phone.
“Vhat are you doing! Give me zhe phone!”
“Non. I wil
Just my Luck BTTxReader“Oh, (French version of y/n)!” Francis called enthusiastically.Just my Luck BTTxReader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Oui, François?” I answered in a calm and somewhat seductive voice, which I had picked up from him.
“’Ow is my favorite none-sexual-interest girl?” he asked and lay down across the couch, his head landing on my lap.
“I’m fine, thank you,” I replied casually as I flipped to the next page of my book. “And how about the only Frenchman I know?"
“Oh, ‘ow sweet of you to ask,” Francis said and clapped his hands together, before lacing his fingers together in quite a feminine way. “I’ve been just wonderful! My breakfast was wonderful, but of course, I made it myself.” I chuckled lightly. “And the weather is absolutely beautiful! The birds are singing, and it’s not too warm. You could go outside without dying. We should go do something fun, buy you some new clothes and shoes!”
BTTxReader- I Don't Care If I'm Selfish- P1BTTxReader- I Don't Care If I'm Selfish- P12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
BTTxReader- I Don't Care If I'm Selfish- P1
Gilbert's arm was around my waist. He was drunk again, and I had to drive him home like always, because he knew for a fact that I don't drink.
"Ahahahahaha!" Gilbert was laughing maniacally, and it was creeping me out.
"Bow down to my awesomeness!"
"Yes Mr.Awesome, but I have to drive you home first."
I shoved him into the backseat, and buckeled him up nice and tightly. I turned the radio on, and drove to his house in silence. Well it was silent except for him singing to the radio. Pulling up to his apartment, I exited my car, opened one of the back doors, unbuckled Gilbert, and pulled him out of the car. I slammed it shut, and locked my car by pressing a button on my car keys. I slid his arm over my shoulder, and together we walked to the front door. I presses the number to Gilbert's apartment with his two best buddies, or so he told me.
"Hola?" A fuzzy voiced asked.
"Hello, I have Gilbert with me, so can you buzz me in?"
BTTxReader: Three LoversBTTxReader: Three Lovers3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Life in high school had only gotten more complicated since you found out that all three members of the Bad Touch Trio loved you. Each one had tried to get you to confess. In other words you had to choose which one of these sexy men you liked more.
Gilbert had taken you out drinking with a video camera. However he was thwarted by the fact that your IDs were found to be fakes.
Antonio had taken you out on a date. It was nice and you gave him a small kiss on the cheek afterwards, but it never went any further.
Then there was Francis who had gotten you in the closet and tried to 'kiss' you. Well the two of you were interrupted by Alfred who proceeded in playing the 'hero' and rescuing you from him.
Now you were here, hiding under the bleachers.
"____________!" shouted Toni.
"Come on chérie, please!"
You didn't move, only took a deep breath and tried to relax. If they only gave you room to breathe. How on earth could they expect you to pick between them. The
Lost children? BTTXREADERLOST Children?Lost children? BTTXREADER3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
BTTxReader (with Baby Germany, Little Canada and young Romano)
GOD! You hated the mall.
Filled with loud fast talking assholes who slammed into their shoulders into yours, then glared at YOU like you were the rude one.
High-heels clicked, phones beeped and children wailed. Wait, what?
"Papa!!" You stopped were you were and frowned. "Papa!" A little voice sobbed.
There it was again. Spinning around you looked for the source of the voice. Across the corridor, standing between a potted plant and a stone pillar, where three little figures.
"Papa!" People walked by, not even sparing a glance towards the crying child. It disgusted you. Here where three little, lost, crying children, and their fellow humans didn't even think they were worth stopping for.
Looking around you scanned for a worried looking father or mother.
Just a creepy guy in a tattered coat, who was slowly
BTTxReader: Bad Touch PartyBTTxReader: Bad Touch Party3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Come on _________, just this one party," your friend Eliza begged. For weeks she had been trying to get you out of your basement and to one of the many parties that were being thrown for the last few months of the school year.
You looked up from your math homework, "For the last time no. However, if you want to go and get wasted be my guest."
"But ____________~ anybody who's anybody is going to be there!" she whined. "Please, please, please, please, plllllllllllllleeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaase!"
"But Roderich is going to be there!" she whined. Her elaborate plan was to confess to him and if he didn't accept she could say she was drunk off her butt. "If I don't have a wingwoman I'm doomed!"
"Seriously wingwoman?" you asked. "Why don't you ask I don't know anybody but me!"
Eliza scowled, "I won't force you to wear a dress."
You glared at her.
"Ok, ok, I won't force you to dance either."
"Fine," you spat.
Eliza's face lit up, "Thank you, thank you, thank y
Accidental Confession PrussiaxReader“The world is out to get me, I swear,” you growled to yourself as you flopped down onto Ludwig’s couch. You’d finally gotten the courage to tell Gilbert that you had feelings for him, but everyone and their mother decided that today would be the perfect day to follow you around and interrupt you each time you tried. And the whole world, literally, was on your shoulders. Every other frickin’ country knew you were trying to confess and wanted to know how it was going. But each time one of them came to bother you about it, they ended up causing such a disruption that you couldn’t go through with it.Accidental Confession PrussiaxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Part of you had to wonder if they were doing this on purpose, because seriously their timing was too perfect. Thinking back on all your attempts, you were honestly freaked out about just how all of your friends managed to pop up during your attempted confessions.
“Uh, h-hey, Gil?”
The cocky Prussian turned with a grin
BTT X ReaderIt was late Friday night. The street lights outside your house gave off a dim glow as you waited just outside your door dressed in a black, v neck Apple Bottoms t-shirt and black skinny jeans. You held your small, black purse in your hands, containing your wallet, keys, and a few other things. Tonight, you were going to see a movie with your best friends Antonio, Gilbert, and Francis. Aka, the Bad Touch Trio. Together, you were going to see the movie Paranormal Activity 2.BTT X Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A few minutes later, you saw a black Mustang with blue neon lights glowing underneath it. The driver side window slowly rolled down to show Francis with a smile spread across his face.
“Bonjour mon amour! Are you coming?” Francis asked with a smile.
You happily nodded your head and skipped around the car to the back seat. You pulled open the door and jumped in the back seat with Gilbert.
“Sup Gilbert!” You casually greeted him.
“Ah, nothin' much.” He answered, leaning back with a
BTTxReader: DitchedBTTxReader: Ditched2 years ago in Humor More Like This
The first thing you noticed was that your head ached. The second thing you noticed was the smell. Old cheeseburger wrappers and empty two week old soda cans. "Why am I in Alfred's car?"
"You passed out," Alfred said, "good morning."
Groaning you got up, "I thought I was with Gil, Francis, and Toni…"
Alfred laughed, "You were…they ditched you for a bunch of chicks they met at the party."
"Oh right…party," you said and opened the door. "Well I got to get back, thanks for letting me crash here."
"Sure no prob," he said.
You ended up walking three blocks to the apartment you shared with your friends. "Yo! All skanks out of the apartment before I throw you out!" You shouted.
Gilbert, hanging on one of these women, shouted, "We aren't done!"
You glared, "I. Want. Them. Out."
"We're leaving," the girl said and left.
"What was that fo-." You slapped him across the face.
"That is for leaving me at the party."
Gilbert snickered and then jumped you. The two of you ended up wrestling on the floor
BTTxReader- My idiotsI immediately regretted coming along on this trip as soon as the car pulled up to an old worn down building.BTTxReader- My idiots2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
My friend, Gilbert, shut the car off and stepped out, and I did the same. "What's this place?" I asked, a little more than confused as to why my three friends had brought me here.
Antonio and Francis got out of the car and joined us in front of the building. Gilbert turned to us and smirked. "We heard from Alfred this place is haunted so we want to go in and find out for ourselves."
"If that's the case, I'm not going," I replied.
"Yes you are Frau, because if you don't go in willingly we will carry you in kicking and screaming."
I sighed in defeat and followed them to the front. That was when Francis leaned over close to my ear and whispered "If you get scared don't hesitate to grab my hand."
I could feel my face heating up. Antonio laughed and ruffled my hair. "Awww, ___, you look so cute when you blush," He gushed only making my face redder.
By that time Gilbert had broken the
BTTxReader- I Don't Care If I'm Selfish- P2BTTxReader- I Don't Care If I'm Selfish- P22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
BTTxReader- I Don't Care If I'm Selfish- P2
You yawned while snugging into something under you. It's so squishy..... You opened your eyes, to see a sleeping Gilbert underneath you. I must've moved around in my sleep, like I usually do, and ended up on top of him. He squirmed a bit when you poked him, trying to wake him up, but after a few minutes you got bored and rolled of him and the couch with your blanket, and landed on the floor. Ouch, that hurt.
Picking yourself up off of the ground, you noticed that Antonio was passed out on another couch. You picked up your blanket from the floor, and placed it ontop of him. You made your way into their kitchen, figuring everyone would like you more if you made breakfast for them. Let's see, how about I make some french toast and coffee? Or pancakes? Or waffles? Or eggs and bacon? Gilbert likes bacon. What to make, what to make. You decided on making all of them, figuring that whatever they didn't eat, they could jus
BTTxReaderStrippers Oneshot drabbleBTTxReaderBTTxReaderStrippers Oneshot drabble2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The doorbell rang, you scowled, slamming your book shut. Who had come to bother you at the ungodly hour of 2:56? You knew who it would be, which made your temper flare even more.
Opening the door, you scowled. Three men stood on your porch, faces bright red. You gave them your best poker face, while inside you felt ready to tear their heads off.
Every single month, at least twice a week these clowns showed up. Naked. Well, nearly naked, they had blankets wrapped around their waists.
They nodded, glancing behind then as if they expected to see a crowd gawking at them. You moved aside, letting the trio shuffle in. After looking outside, you smirked. The two Italian brothers across the street were standing by their front window, faces red and mouths agape.
You waved and shot them a wink. Both turned an even darker shade of red and quickly closed the curtains. Turning back to the trio, your s
Popular!PrussiaxShy!Artistic!Reader~RequestThe halls were quiet. No sounds of squeaking shoes, shouts from the football team, talking and mumbles of the students, slamming lockers or the annoying giggling coming from the 'popular' girls. It was the only time of the day you really liked, and pretty much the only time you could actually focus of your work.Popular!PrussiaxShy!Artistic!Reader~Request2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Scribbling down your finished sketch, taking a moment to admire your work, it wasn't long before some random girl snatched it and took a nice glance at it.
"Whose this supposed to be?" she laughed sarcastically, however you knew to all well she couldn't do any better.
"It's a drawing.." you replied, wishing you had the ability to just reach up and grab it back. "May I please have it back?"
She darted her eyes between you and the paper, before laughing out loud again.
"Why would I do that?" she flipped the sketch back and forth in her hands, lucky for you she still had no idea who the sketch was actually of.
"Because I..need it.." you mumbled, however it didn't convince her.