You don't need it (BTTXReader)“Gee (y/n), vhat’s taking you so long?”
“Oui, we’ve been ‘ere for ‘ours already.”
“Amiga, we need to get going soon if we want to catch that movie.”
You groaned, scrubbing your face of the makeup once again. “I’m almost done!” You called from the bathroom, hearing a collective sigh from the three boys. “Ja, zhat’s vhat you said half an hour ago...” Gilbert muttered under his breath, rolling his neck to hear a satisfying crack when he’d managed to get the kink out.
Francis placed a magazine on his face, effectively shutting out the outside world as he started to gently snore. The Spaniard was already fast asleep on Francis’s stomach, muttering to himself in his sleep.
Another ten minutes passed and Gilbert’s annoyance had finally gotten the better of him. “Frau, enough!” He growled, thumping on the door. The sudden noise jolted both Antonio and Francis out of the
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 Time3 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
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
BTTxReaderBad IdeaBTTxReader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You knew sharing a house with three guys wasn't a good idea. Far from it, it was a BAD idea.
If only you had realized that sooner.
"Ding Dong" You pressed the doorbell for the fifth time. Scowling you shifted your hold on the three bags you had under one arm. What the hell was taking them so long? You hadn't met the guys yet and already you were pissed at them.
"Are you their new, uh room mate?" a female voice came from the right. You twisted to look towards the voice. A brown haired girl stood on a well trimmed lawn.
"Yes...I guess I am." You smiled "Are they home?".
She grimaced "Honestly I don't know." Sighing you set your bags down and sat on the front step. "Great..... I'll have to wait for them." She looked at you sympateticaly. "I'm Elizabeta, and I
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!"BTTxReader: My Dearest Friends3 years ago in Romance More Like This
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,
Revenge with a shower (SpainXReader)You squelched up to Antonio’s front door. Should I...? You thought numbly, your fist already raised. You barely had time to shake your head and turn away when suddenly the door swung open. Antonio frowned, worried as to why you were so soaked.Revenge with a shower (SpainXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Hi!” You said, trying to sound cheerful, but the hoarseness of your voice told him more than enough. “Come in, I’ll get you some towels.”
He left you dripping in his hallway for a moment, bending down to free your wet feet. “Thanks.” You murmured as Antonio wrapped several towels around you.
He took your hand and led you into his warm living where you sat gratefully on his sofa. “What happened?” He demanded, sitting down next to you and gazing at you with those concerned green eyes of his.
“You know my boyfriend had quite the reputation of a player right?” He nodded, not liking where this was going. You laughed hollowly, snuggling into the warmth of the towels.
Bad Touch Trio X Reader: Water ParkCowabunga! Today was a day to relax and splash around at the new water park downtown. Wearing your favorite bikini you approached the main doors of the park with your best buds; Antonio, Francis, and Gilbert.Bad Touch Trio X Reader: Water Park3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"We gonna find us some chikas!" Antonio laughed ran up and wrapped his arm around your waist and then stood next to you.
"Kesesese, yeah ve vill have to find _(Your name)_ a few hotties too!" Gilbert joined you by slapping your butt.
Francis walked up and kissed the back of your neck. "No she's mine."
"Hahaha! Guys quit it!" You smiled and followed the three boys into the park.
After buying tickets you made your way towards the newest ride; the avalanche.
While standing in the long line Gilbert leaned over and whispered,"Watch zis awesomeness." He smiled wickedly and tied two girls bikinis together.
"Hola chikas." Antonio hollered and the two girls turned around.
At that moment you turned away in order to not get flashed by the screaming girls. One of the girls punched Gilbert in
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.
Mad libs (BTTXReader)“Just calm down okay?!” You cried, growling at the three boys sprawled on your floor. “No way!”Mad libs (BTTXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
“We have to decide who sleeps where right?” Antonio nodded vigorously. “Yeah! I mean someone gets the spare bed and the others have to sleep on the sofa!”
You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. You should’ve known inviting the notorious trio of boys might not have been your brightest idea. And you’d even asked them for a sleepover.
If I’m ever able to go back in time, I’ll kick my own arse! You swore to yourself as you settled yourself down on the couch. “Let’s do it like this.” The three sat up, crowding around you. Gilbert on your right, Francis on your left and Antonio sitting crosslegged on the floor.
“Let’s play a game.” Francis pouted and leant on your shoulder. “Whaaat? What type of game?”
You smirked playfully at him, flipping some hair from your face.
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
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
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- BTTxReader3 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
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 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,
Button mashing (GermanyXReader)“You ready?”Button mashing (GermanyXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“I was born ready.” You told your albino friend with a smirk which he mirrored deviously. “So be it zhen!” With that comment the match started and you both begun to pummel each other’s character.
The button mashing that commenced would have made even Alfred stare at in admiration and shock. Unfortunately though at the last moment Gilbert’s man kicked at ‘your’ legs, making you fall to the ground and as such you lost.
“The usual stakes?” You muttered with a grimace. Snickering like a happy dog, he grinned and nodded. “Great...”
The stakes you always played with were these: if you lost, you had to take an item of clothing off. Kind of like strip poker, but then without the card game and a videogame in its place. So without further ado, you unzipped your hoodie and dropped it to the side.
Goosebumps spread across your skin like wildfire on the forest floor. The room the two of you were sitting
Sleeping positions (RomaniaXReader)Blearily you blinked your eyes open, the familiar warm feeling as always present. Glancing down you confirmed what you’d suspected. Vladimir breathed out softly, his hair ruffled up completely and several curls sticking out from it.Sleeping positions (RomaniaXReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He tightened his arms around you, snuggling his face deeper into your chest. Blushing slightly, you stroked his hair, attempting to at least straighten out some of it. You always seemed to end up in this position, no matter how you’d started the night before.
It didn’t seem that comfortable to you; his head was nowhere near his cushion and he was practically buried underneath the cover.
It was an adorable habit of his though, one you weren’t going to break anytime soon. As your musing continued, you smiled at him and due to his sleeping face you guessed he was still deeply in dreamland.
Well you were wrong.
“Ouch!” You squeaked, glaring down at the Romanian. “What was that for?”
He carried on nibbling on your
BTTXReader: Birthday Cake and Fried ChickenBTTXReader: Birthday Cake and Fried Chicken3 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
SpainxReader Why is it always me?SpainxReaderSpainxReader Why is it always me?2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Why is it always me?
Your parents weren't the most responsible adults in the world. They didn't at like adults at all. If anything, you were the adult and they were the over grown teenagers. Which is why you jumped at the chance to move out. Who could blame you? It was your first year of college. You wanted a new and more responsible life.
So you said yes, you didn't mind sharing a small house with his boss's son. And yes, it didn't matter that it was a half hour walk to the college. And yes, it was really no trouble to find a job, because your parents had decided that it was time for you to grow independent.
You had to refrain from pointing out that you were the one who had helped your mother pay bills since you were fifteen.
But it was nice, finally free in a way. Sadly, your happy elevated mood only lasted for three seconds after you rang the door bell of the modest little house. Because that's when your new housemate opened
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)3 years 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
PrussiaxReader Hacking my lifePrussiaxReaderPrussiaxReader Hacking my life2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Hacking my life
1). Extremely impressive or daunting; inspiring great admiration, apprehension, or fear.
2). Extremely good; excellent.
A simple word, often used excessively by teenagers. But for you, it wasn't just a word. For the government and all internet providers and website owners, it was a threat and a promise, all rolled into one simple word.
"Mr.Awesome" was the code name of the world's best hacker. A man who could hack any computer, could create viruses that got past even the best security. A man whose identity was as mysterious as Batman's. You only knew his identity if he wanted you to. So far, no one knew.
Just the sight of his logo, a tiny doodle of a yellow chick, was enough to send entire governments into immediate action. They had hired hackers, people they used to track, to attempt to catch the man. No one could.
Except maybe you.
Cracking your knuckles, you grinned at the dimly glowing s
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!”
PrussiaxReader Do that again and I'll.....PrussiaxReaderPrussiaxReader Do that again and I'll.....2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Do that again and I'll......
Your mother loved to volunteer. Baking, sewing, knitting, firefighting. You name it, she did it. But she did too much. Which is why you were stuck with the duty of baking cookies for a children's hospital. You wouldn't have minded if it was just you baking. Unfortunately, your accidental friend Gilbert had decided that he wanted to help you.
"Go away Gilbert." You snapped at him, stirring the batter. He smirked, his silvery white hair glinting in the mid-day sunlight. Leaning over you shoulder, he dipped his fingers in the batter, scooping some into his mouth.
You elbowed him and glared. He fake gasped, pretending to clutch his heart in dismay.
"Come on Frau!! Cooking is supposed to be fun!"
He continued whining, wrapping his arms about your waist and resting his chin against your shoulder. You ignored him, well, ignored him as best as you could. The guy needed to have an off switch for his v
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