FranceypantsLOL Headcanons: France Every year on the 30th May (Jeanne D’Arc’s date of death), France visits the Place du Vieux-Marché to see Jeanne D'Arc's statue. He has done this without fail since it was first built near the cathedral.FranceypantsLOL Headcanons: France3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
France has a few sleeping problems; he would get mad at anyone who abruptly wakes him up. He is also a sleepwalker and the only people who know about his habit are Canada, England, Prussia and Spain.
Being the caring “Big Brother” that he is, he likes to make sure the other nations are all right (even with the likes of Germany and England when the occasion arises).
France sings whenever he's doing domestic tasks around the house without realising he's doing it. Sometimes he doesn't realise he’s singing loudly.
Judo is one of the sports popular in France and as such, he has learned many of the techniques. Of course he doesn't do it often but on the off chance that he is in trouble, t
an unlikely meeting. | prussiaan unlikely meeting. | prussia7 months ago in Romance More Like This
“So, you’re telling me that you came here alone because you’re bored?” The young man nodded and sipped his hot chocolate.
“You came here without your father’s permission?” He nodded again.
“Ludwig! Don’t tell me you ran away from home?! I thought that you already learnt from the last incident!” I rubbed my temple furiously, while sighing loudly.
“But, Vati said that he still have some paperworks to do!”
You see, this boy Ludwig and his dad, Gilbert, often visits my café. When Gilbert first show up here, long story short, he just said ‘you’re that girl that always sat in the back of the classroom right, when we’re in high school right?’ Oh the irony.
Back to the real problem, Ludwig. I swear to god he’ll be the death of me so
Pregnant Reader/SwedenPregnant Reader/Sweden2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
(y/n) put the blanket under her arm and the picnic basket held by her other hand. Tonight was a special night, there were going to be meteor shower tonight and she didn't want to miss it. Outside of her house was a hill that overlooked fields of wheat, with no trees around it was the perfect place to gaze up at the sky. Her husband Berwald, also known as the personification of Sweden, and her three brother in laws had all gone to a world meeting so she had the house to herself. She doubted they would've let her walk up a hill by herself, especially in the dark, that's why she was glad they weren't home. Their protectiveness was overbearing, especially now when she was five months pregnant. Berwald carried her up and down stairs, it was getting silly.
Even though those actions made her feel useless, she understood why he did it and it warmed her to no end. With a smile gracing her lips she opened up the back door and switched on the flashlight, making her way up the familiar path to the
Sick!Scotland X Stressed!ReaderThe Scot sat on the couch as you busied yourself with other tasks such as cleaning and finishing paperwork. Your boyfriend ate the soup that you had mad for him. He loved you for your cooking skills, which was something that his family didn't have, that's one of the reasons he treasured you so much.Sick!Scotland X Stressed!Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"How you feeling, Allistor?" You said, feeling his forehead. He was burning up. The poor thing.
"Yer soup can cure anything, 'll be fine."
Seeing that he was finished with the soup you but the bowl in the sink. "You must be tired." You said. "Let's get you to bed."
Helping him to your room you set him down on the bed. Once he was comfortable you turned off the light and headed back to the living room. "Lass, aren't ye gonna cuddle with me?" Your boyfriend asked with a smirk. His face was paler than usual and it looked like he was miserable but trying to hide it. Normally he would just rant, and complain, but when it was you, he acted different.
"Can't, at least not yet. I got to clean and f
total opposite. | norway [actor!au]total opposite. | norway [actor!au]7 months ago in Humor More Like This
“Cut!” The director finally said. Phew, thank god it’s lunch break.
I walked from the set and to a table, sat, then drink from my water bottle happily. I’ve been standing for almost half an hour for Pete’s sake!
A certain norwegian man strutted his way to the table I occupied, offering tea and some fruit tarts.
“Thanks Lukas! You know me so well, eh? Even if we only met a few months ago.” I chuckle and took the precious tea and tarts to my hand.
“I made fruit tarts for today, and I also bought some doughnuts for you. No need to thank me, I know I’m a great friend.” The said man reply smugly while showing a
“Why are we friends again?”
“Because we are friends.”
“I know that, you moron. It’s just, I’m the quiet one and you’re just, you! It doesn’t make any sense!” I half-yelled at him.
Because, I mean, look at that man. He’s totally dro