AwesomeTrioXWaitress!Reader You're Too Awesome
It was an average night for (Name). She returned from her part-time job at the local McDonald's, only to get ready for her job as a waitress at the local bar.
She sighed. Having to deal with annoying costumers, screaming kids, and low pay was more than enough to drive someone mad. The only thing that made it all bearable was that her best friends came to visit her at work most everyday.
Alfred F. Jones, Gilbert Beilschmidt, and Mathias KÝhler. The three obnoxious, loud, fun loving goofballs where the best friends that (Name) could ever ask for. Each of them was able to be quick with a joke to cheer her up, their attitudes were able to light up a room, it was no wonder why they were fawned over by all the girls in collage.
Though, they never showed any interest in the other girls. They always stuck close to (Name). The four friends were known throughout their collage years, no one ever messed with them, and who would want to?
Well, besides the girls who kept giving (N
Touchy-Feely (Awesome Trio x Reader)Touchy-Feely (Awesome Trio x Reader)Touchy-Feely (Awesome Trio x Reader)2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Pop, pop, pop. The popcorn in the microwave softly beat out a tune, to which you gladly submitted to. A sigh of relief escaped your lips. “Home! Finally...” you breathed to yourself. Today had been a long, tiring day in which your main duty had been to deal with aggravating, ungrateful, belligerent people whose days’ had suddenly become ten times more important than yours.
You flopped down on your couch clad in baggy pajama pants and a tank top. “Time for a Doctor Who marathon,” you said, taking up your remote and pointing it at the television. You wrapped a fluffy blanket around your shoulders for extra warmth. “And no one’s gonna—”
Your sentence was cut off as a loud pounding on the door. Your gaze snapped to it in annoyance and you let out a loud groan. Begrudgingly, you stood from your comfortable position on the couch and shuffled to it. Whoever it is better be ready to pay...
~The PDA Syndrome~*Awesome!Trio X Reader*~The PDA Syndrome~~The PDA Syndrome~*Awesome!Trio X Reader*2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
*Awesome!Trio X Reader*
'Yo dude!Remember that hot damn dancer chick I wanted to hit on?' - Matthias,3:28
'Yes,I do!Your point?' - (Name),3:32
'I slept with her man!' - Matthias,3:34
'And how do you know that?' - (Name),3:35
'I woke up covered in pink sparkle and red lipstick!' - Matthias,3:37
The (h/c) tucked a strad of hair back into her ponytail,chuckling at the Dane's silliness.She could have sworn she sensed his excitement through the phone.
'That...or maybe that Twillight Non-vampire-fairy dude effed you and powdered you with his fairy dust!' - (Name),3:40
'Man,you are such a funkiller!I am telling you I've got a hot chick and you start joking around!' - Matthias,3:42
'Matthias Køhler,I'll turn you into a damn danish if you keep texting me at 4 in the damn morning,get it?!
Nordics x Reader - How to calm a Dane Why?Nordics x Reader - How to calm a Dane2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Why did Tino have to give Mathias coffee? Sadly, you didn’t know. But you DID know that it was NOT a good idea.
As you heard another crash come from downstairs, and a “YOU CAN’T GET AWAY FROM THE KING OF NORTHERN EUROPE, YOU STUPID BIRD!”, you laid your head on your desk, basically facedesking. Here you were, trying to work on a school assignment, and that stupid Dane was running around downstairs doing who knows what. Getting up, you made your way to the top of the stairs of your two story house that you shared with your older brothers friends.
“Mathias! What in the world are you doing?” You yelled downstairs with your hands on your hips.
He stopped at the bottom of the stairs, looking up at you with bright blue eyes. “I was trying to catch Mr. Puffin! The stupid bird said my hair looked like a porcupine, so I tried to grab him. But then he flew away! So I
AxisXChild!Reader Join The Axis?AxisXChild!Reader Join The Axis?2 years ago in Drama More Like This
The time, was World War 2!
"You git!! Let me go this instant!!"
The blond roughly shook the small child and growled in her face. "You insolent brat! How dare you talk to me that way?!"
The child glared. "Because I can!! I don't care if you are my older brother!! In the name of Brita-"
He slapped the child across the face. "Don't you dare say her name!! You aren't worthy to share her blood!!"
The child spat at him. "I will say her name however I want!! She was my mother too!!"
The blond ground his teeth. He picked the child up, despite her squirming. He walked over to a crate of flour that was supposed to be sent out, but he found a better use for it. He dropped the young girl inside the crate and closed the top up tight.
"H-hey!! You bastard!! Let me out right now!!" the child cried.
"I think not. Get it through your head, (C/N), I am at war. I don't have time to look after a territory like you.
"I am not a territory!! I am a country and you know it!!!"
"Die for all I care."
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.
FACEFamilyXChild!Reader New FamilyFACEFamilyXChild!Reader New Family2 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Excuse me, I'm looking for a Ms. (Mom's Name) (Last Name)." The quiet blond with glasses told the receptionist at the hospital desk.
"Can I get your name, sir?" She asked in reply as she looked up from the computer screen.
The young man adjusted his glasses that framed his violet eyes. "Matthew Williams, I'm a good friend." he replied.
The nurse nodded and typed something up on her computer, she clicked the mouse and looked up again. "She's in the left wing of the ICU. Room 16."
Matthew nodded at her. "Thank you." He turned on his heel and made a brisk walk to the ICU of the hospital.
His good friend, (Mom's Name) had been sick for years. And today was the day that her sickness was getting the best of her. What was the worst of it, was that she had an adorable daughter of six. (Mom's Name)'s husband killed himself in a drunk driving accident and left his wife to take care of the child. Matthew helped of course, (Mom's Name) was his best friend! (Name) was practically a daughter to him
Awesome TrioxReader My idiotsAwesome Trio x ReaderAwesome TrioxReader My idiots2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You had always had a bunch of friends. As well as people who hated you because of who was your friend. But by far your best friends are 3 bumbling idiots you call Mathias,Gilbert, and Alfred.
One might ask how are they idiots? Well it all started back when you were in high school. It was 10th grade and you were getting ready for the spring dance the seniors threw every year for the lower class men...
you were 16 and looking through magazines when it hit you. You still hadn't gotten a dress yet! Naturally you tried calling Felix or Eliza but unfortunately they were both busy that day. And who do you call only your best friends in the world. You guys had always been very close and they put smiles on your face after a shitty day. So you thought maybe they could at least try and help you pick out a dress.
But that was a BAD mistake. After trying on so many dresses and their comments about each one you started to cry. They all look
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
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, _______
You don't need it (BTTXReader)“Gee (y/n), vhat’s taking you so long?”You don't need it (BTTXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“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
A not so damsel (BTT X Reader)A not so damsel (BTT X Reader)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Zhere’s notzhing to do!!!” Gilbert complained loudly to his companions as Francis read and Antonio sucked on a lollipop while doodling on the back of a blank report.
“I don’t know what to tell you mon ami.” Francis replied running a hand through his silky blonde hair.
He, however; glanced over to see Antonio not listening since he was totally enthralled in his drawing. After raising an eyebrow Francis asked, “What are you drawing zhere?”
The tanned male looked up and grinned cheekily. “Hahaha I was drawing myself rescuing a chica, that would be fun would it not?” The in a sudden swift movement Gil jumped up slamming his hand on the table.
“Kesesesesesese, Ja! Let’s go rescue a totally hot Damsel!” Francis smiled and stood up along with Antonio, who had just recovered from nearly choking on his lollipop. “Oui!” The trio then raced their way out of the station forgetting to loc
Awesome Trio x Reader: Prank CallsAwesome trio x reader: pranksAwesome Trio x Reader: Prank Calls2 years ago in Humor More Like This
(Y/N)= your name
(F/N)= fake name
(F/C)= favorite country. If your favorite country is America, Prussia, Or Denmark than choose your 2nd or 3rd favorite country
~Awesome trio p.o.v~
"Ze awesome me is bored!" Whines Prussia
"I agree" says Denmark
"Hm... I have an idea on how we can cure our boredom" America says with a mischievous smirk, Prussia and Denmark look and smirk evilly at each other
"So what's is it?" Asked Denmark
"We should prank call (Y/N)!" Exclaims America
"But the Frau knows our phone numbers" Prussia states and Denmark nods with agreement
"We can use the *67 and she will never know it was us" America grabs his cell phone "what should we say?" He asks Prussia and Denmark
"Hm... Will we should pretend to be stalkers and call her, she lives with (F/C) right? Will we can go to her house and ding dong ditch and then we can call and say that we are always watching her and (F/C) and we freak her out, †I can already imagin
NorwayXTsundere!Reader They're Pretty CoolNorwayXTsundere!Reader They're Pretty Cool2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Ahh, school. One of the most hated places for any teenager. Especially if that teenager was (Name). God, she HATED school. Sure, she had friends, the teachers were moderate, the homework was small, what could be wrong? Besides the fact that her crush was next to her. In. Every. Single. Class.
The (h/c) female just couldn't stand it. She had different ways of showing she cared for him, and those ways were lashing out with her sharp tongue at him. Not that it seemed to bother..... Him.
The light blond and dull blue eyed boy was enough to drive her mad. She loved him, she really did, but her actions did give out mixed signals. What made matters worse, was that she was best friends with his younger brother.
(Name) walked into her world culture class, and sat in between her best friend and her crush. On her left, the Icelandic male with silvery white hair and blue eyes, Emil Stelisson. And on her right, the light haired with a detached curl and cross hair clip, dull blue eyes, and emot
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 Friends2 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,
Only at the Pet Store (BTT x Reader)“Hey ______!” One of your female coworkers flagged you down on the way to the front desk. She was nice to be around, but loved to gossip. “What’s up?”Only at the Pet Store (BTT x Reader)2 years ago in Settings More Like This
“Have you seen the customer at the door? He’s totally hot!”
Seeing your confused look, she tugged on your sleeve and pointed (So rude!) As your (e/c) eyes met his, you couldn’t help but blush lightly. Oh my gosh…
When I looked up, I saw not one, but three exceptionally attractive *cough* downright sexy *cough* men walking towards the main desk, just waiting to be served.
The one on the left had unkempt, seemingly silver hair that partially covered his blood-red eyes. His pa
FranceXLowSelf-Esteem!Reader A Rose Started it AllFranceXLowSelf-Esteem!Reader A Rose Started it All2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The call caused the young man to turn towards the person who called out to him. He noticed his two friends running towards him, with the looks that they had something on their minds.
His best friends, the cheerful Antonio FernŠndez Carriedo, and the loud Gilbert Beilschmidt came over to him as he closed up is text book.
"Bonjour, you two.†Comment allez-vous?" Asked the light blonde with crystal blue eyes as he stood to meet his friends.
"You vant to come to zhe mall vith us? Ve need to zhink about somezhing to get for your birthday next veek!" Gilbert smirked.
"Oh? You want me to come?" Francis asked with a laugh. "Wouldn't that spoil the surprise?"
"Please, amigo! How are we supposed to know what you want?" Antonio asked with a grin. "Besides, school's out for the weekend, and you have a week to plan for the party! Surely your going to forget what we spot to get you!"
Francis laughed. His friends really were known for their antics, but thi
I Won't Say I'm In LoveI Won't Say I'm In Love2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I'll see you later." Your friend Mathias said as he kissed your cheek and handed you a white flower.
"Bye." You smiled as he walked off to go see the other Nordics.
You sighed as you examined the flower in your hands. You were at a park sitting on the edge of a large foutain that inhabited the middle of the park.
"Hey _____!" You heard a voice called you turned to see your friend Elizaveta running towards you carrying her usual frying pan.
"Hey Eliza." You smiled weakly, she came and sat next to you, resting the frying pan by her feet.
"What's wrong?" She sighed knowingly.
"I think you know." You sighed, smelling the flower Mathias gave you.
"I remember when you absolutely hated his guts." She laughed recalling the first day you met Mathias.
"Hey! Don't blame me! You know I just went through a really bad break up, he was exactly like most guys! Hell he still is!" You defended.
"Ah but ____, that's not how I remember it." Eliza laughed.
It was the first day back to school, it
Punk!BritainXPunk!Reader Battle of the BandsPunk!BritainXPunk!Reader Battle of the Bands2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"You ready, (Name)?"
"Damn right." Replied the (h/c) female. "3...2...1."
She started off with some light strums on her (fav/color) electric guitar, then they quickly transformed into the song that (Name) and her band were going to perform at the Battle of the Bands at the end of the week.
(Name) was the lead singer and one of the guitarists of her band, (BandName). Along with her, Mathias Køhler on second guitar, Lukas Bondevik on bass, Emil Steilsson on keyboard, Tino Väinämöinen on backup bass, and Berwald Oxenstierna on drums. The six of them were a pretty damn good in a band. It would have to take a lot of work if anyone wanted to beat them in the Battle of the Bands.
She finished the last cord of the song and let out a sigh. "That should be it for today, good job, boys."
"Aw yeah!! Awesome job, (Name)! We'll win for sure!!" Mathias cheered as he slung an arm around (Name)'s shoulders.
"Hell yeah we will!" She agreed while she ruffled his gravity defying
The Awesome Trio x Depressed! ReaderThe Awesome Trio x Depressed! Reader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
(WARNING: Self harm and depression, may be triggering.)
As (Name) came home from school, she plopped down on her bed. Sighing with relief, knowing that she was away from the people who tormented her. She never understood why those people bullied her, she never did anything wrong.
The only friends you actually had, were you three best friends. Gilbert, Mathais, and Alfred. You loved the three of them dearly, and you knew they loved you back. But the pain you had been through, with those bullies, just won't go away.
You wanted to tell your friends about the problems, but you didn't want them to have to deal with it. It was not something you wanted to drag them into.
Again, you picked up the razor, placing it right over your healed scars. Putting the blade against your skin, with a flick of the wrist, you cut your skin. You watched as your blood came out, drip by drip. Feeling guilt build up inside you, you quickly run to the bathroom to find band-aids.
BTT x Reader- The Perks of Summer VacationBTT x Reader- The Perks of Summer Vacation2 years ago in Humor More Like This
The words left your rather chapped lips as you stared up at the torrid, blinding sun positioned directly above you. Beads of sweat trickled down your fevered like forehead as the sunglasses you had bought for a dollar ninety eight at the drug store across the street slipped slightly down the bridge of your nose, revealing the blinding rays shining down from the sky to your squinted (e/c) orbs. You gave a rather annoyed grunt, shifting in the lawn chair you had been sitting in for hours to look towards the three men sitting next next to you, bearing through the uncomfortable scorching summer afternoon.
Antonio shifted his emerald orbs towards you, looking almost as miserable as you had. Though the Spaniard had been quite accustom to blazing heat, seeing as though it was warm almost everyday in his country, he was still vulnerable to the one hundred degree weather. Your friend released the same grunt you had let out not moments earlier, attempting to loosen the already baggy,
AmericaXReader Be My Heroine?AmericaXReader Be My Heroine?2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"You think you're so cool, don't you, (Name)?" The Brit asked.
"Cooler than you any day, Artie." She replied as she leaned against the tree with her arms crossed over her chest. "Also smarter, and a better cook than you."
Arthur blushed at the comment of his cooking. "Bloody Hell. What has High School done to you? When we were kids you never acted like this." He muttered.
"It's called growing up, Artie. Ever heard of it?" She replied with a smirk.
The two best friends held eye contact for a few moments, then Arthur broke away with a sigh. "Alright, alright." He began. He gave his friend a pat on the head. "You win." He then turned and began to walk down the sidewalk.
"Don't I always?" (Name) grinned as she bounced next to her friend and walked with him.
The two have known each other for years, and they were the best of friends. The could be joined at the hip and everyone would go about their normal day. Arthur Kirkland and (Name) (LastName) were inseparable.
That was, unless Arth
'Veird' (PrussiaXReader) RQRain. It was raining again. Not that you complained really, apart from when you got caught in one of the storms and ended up soaked to the bone. To be honest, the erratic trickling of the water, the gliding tracks down your cold windowpanes, even the pounding roar of the wind; you enjoyed it all.'Veird' (PrussiaXReader) RQ2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Especially if you were sitting inside beside the window that stretched from floor to ceiling, cuddled up in a worn, woolly blanket and cradling your favourite albeit chipped mug of steaming tea. You were enjoying it even more so, especially when you leaned your cheek against the chilled glass, relishing the difference in temperature.
“Vhat are you doink?” Your heart skipped a beat in surprise at the familiar voice. “Nothing much,” you replied, turning to see the man whose voice had startled you, “just enjoying the rain.” The albino let out a snort of disbelief, seating himself on the floor beside you crosslegged.
“You’re veird,” he commente
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!”
I'm Still HereI'm Still Here2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hey Gilbert?" You asked as you quietly pushed open his bedroom door.
You saw his peaceful sleeping figure, his silver toned hair messed up from tossing and turning the previous night, Gilbird noticed your presence and chirped his way over to you, snuggling in the crook of your neck.
"Hello there Gilbird, how are you?" You giggled, as the bird chirped his pleasant tune. "Gilbert." You quietly said approaching the sleeping albino. "Gilbert!" You yelled into his ear jolting him awake.
"____! Vhy vould you disturb mein awesome dream!" He yelled angrily as you fell to the floor laughing. "Ist's not funny!"
"Yes it is." You laughed. "My apologies your royal awesomeness."
"That's better." He smiled proudly.
"Hey I got you to smile!" You pointed out getting off the floor and sitting on the edge of Gilbert's bed.
"Yeah, I guess you did." He stated solemnly.
"How are you feeling?" You asked sadly looking into Gilbert's red ruby eyes.
"Vell, as usual awesome! But ist feel that somezing is missin