Hetalia GermanyxReader - Stuck In a Box
"Ugh," groaned Gilbert as he downed the rest of his drink. "I'm so bored!"
"Well, this is your party, mon ami," chided his best friend Francis. "We should do something entertaining."
"Oh! I know!" said Gilbert's other best friend, Antonio. "Let's play Hide-and-Seek!"
"Good idea!" Gilbert climbed onto a tabletop. "Everybody! I've got a cure for all of your boredom! We'll play Hide-and-Seek!"
_____, hearing her friend's announcement, put down her drink and smiled. "That sounds like fun!"
"Seriously?" said her boyfriend, Ludwig, with a raised eyebrow. "Games are for kleine Kinder."
"C'mon, Luddy!" _____ took his hand, making him blush. "We all need to take time to play. Loosen up!"
Ludwig sighed. He could never say no to her. "Alright, schatz. I'll play one game."
_____ pumped her fist in the air. "Yes! Hey, Gil! Luddy and I'll play!"
"Awesome! Alright, peeps! You go hide! Toni, Francis, and I'll be it! Go!" And with that, the Bad Touch Trio turned around, covered their eyes
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I turned my head to see my boyfriend, Gilbert Beilschmidt. He was running toward me with his arms flailing in the air.
"What is it, Gil?" I asked.
"Gilbird's gone missing!" he said, panicked.
"Oh, no! Do you want me to help you look for him?" If it were anyone else's pet, I wouldn't have bothered. But it was Gilbird, and he was just so cute that I had to find him-- and he was my boyfriend's bird, after all.
Gil nodded. "Ja, thanks."
So we looked. And looked. And looked. We looked all through Gil's and Ludwig's house and property, but there was no sign of the little bird. After about an hour of searching, Francis and Antonio came bursting through the front door.
"Hola, mis amigos!" shouted the Spaniard.
"Bonjour, our Prussian friend!"
I straightened up from looking under the couch to look at the duo. "Hey, guys. Now might not be a good time to hang out with Gil. Gilbird's missing."
Francis put his hand to his mouth. "Mon Dieu! That's horrible!"
"Anything we can do?" aske
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". . . Ready or not, here I come!"
At one of Alfred's parties, we all decided to play hide and seek, Alfred, of course, being "it". I ran into one of the back rooms, spotting an unlocked footlocker. After stepping inside it and making myself comfortable, I closed the lid, being careful not to lock it.
Several minutes passed, and I wasn't found by anyone else. A few moments later, I heard someone frantically stagger into the room, closing the door behind them. There was a short pause before the lid to the footlocker opened, leaving me exposed. I wasn't caught, though, because the person standing before me was my cute little red-headed Italian friend, Feliciano Vargas.
"Oh, _____," he stammered. "I didn't know you were in here"
"Yo, Feli~! Where'd you go~?" called Alfred teasingly.
"Eep!" Feli squeaked, jumping into the footlocker with me. The lid closed with a loud slam, pushing Feli down on top of me.
"Feli!" I whispered loudly. "Get out of here! This is my hiding spot!"
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"Antonio Fernandez Carriedo!"
The Spaniard turned around at the sound of his name being called. His eyes fell upon _____, his best friend for as long as he could remember (excluding Gilbert and Francis, of course). His lips curled up into a happy smile when he saw her-- even though she was glaring daggers at him.
"Hola, bonita," he said with the big grin still on his face. "How have you been?"
"Oh, just fine, thank you," she replied, crossing her arms. There was a razor-sharp edge building in her voice.
"What's the matter, bonita? You okay?"
"Oh, yeah!" She stomped past him angrily, heading inside the house. "Everything's peachy-keen!"
Antonio turned his head in her direction, furrowing his brows. "Bonita?"
_____ stepped into the house where Gilbert and Ludwig (and currently _____) lived, furiously kicking off her shoes after wiping her feet.
"_____! _____!" called a voice frantically from the hallway.
_____ saw Gilbert running toward her with a panicked look on his face.
"What is it,
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"Alfred! Where are we going?!" I said as Alfred pushed me along through his gigantic house.
He snickered. "You'll see~!"
I rolled my eyes.
We arrived at a door, which Alfred opened and shoved me into the room, closing and locking the door. It turns out the room wasn't a room-- it was a closet. It was a small, empty closet, barely able to fit two people.
Wait. Two people. . .
I banged my fist on the door. "Alfred Foster Jones! Get me out of this closet, or so help you, I will--"
Before I could say any more, the door opened and Arthur was pushed in. The door closed, pushing Arthur closer to me. I could see his emerald green eyes staring at me through the darkness. My face heated up, and I felt his heat up as well.
"Ah. . . Arthur. . ."
"Oh, _____," he muttered. "H-Hello, love. . ."
"Um. . . Did Alfred drag you in here, too?"
He nodded. "Yes. He didn't even bother explaining to me why."
"Ah. . ."
He didn't know, but I did. Alfred knew about my crush on Arthur; he probably thought t
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“Hey, everybody! Let’s play Hide-and-Seek!”
I smiled up at my Prussian friend standing on a nearby tabletop. The crazy albino had just recommended that we all play Hide-and-Seek at one of his famous parties (or, rather, infamous parties). He and his two best friends, Antonio and Francis, claimed to be “it”, and they turned around and began to count.
“C’mon, _____,” said my best friend Alfred. He took my hand and led me upstairs and down a hallway, stopping when we came to an almost empty room. We went inside the room, closing the door behind us, and spotted a large footlocker that was big enough to just barely fit me and Alfred.
“Ladies first,” he said with a smirk.
I raised an eyebrow at him. “Uh, no,” I responded, pushing him toward the footlocker.
He sighed, opening the lid and stepping inside. When he slid into a comfortable position, he smiled at me and said, “C’mon in. The air is fine.
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“Gil! What the hell are you doing?!”
“You’ll thank me later, Frau!” he said, the smirk on his face evident in his voice, as he carried me over his shoulder up the stairs in his house. He reached the top and went into a room where Antonio and Francis were waiting. The two were sitting on a footlocker, and I could have sworn I heard muffled obscenities come from it.
“Ready?” the albino asked.
The other two nodded, and positioned themselves to get off and open the footlocker. Gilbert took me closer to it and threw me inside the split second they opened the lid. When I was fully inside, they immediately closed the lid and––judging by the clatter following after––locked it.
“What the hell?!” I groaned out, still trying to process everything that had just happened.
I blinked, then peered through the dark to see a familiar face. My eyes widened. “Lovino?!”
“What the hell are
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"Oy, _____!" called a familiar voice.
_____ turned around to see her friend and long-time crush, Allistor Kirkland, standing with his hands in his pockets. "Oh, hi, Allistor. What's up?"
"The ceilin'," he replied curtly, his shoulders rising slightly as he spoke, then relaxing back to their original position. "Gilbert's havin' a party tonight. You comin'?"
"A party? Sure! I'd love to!" said _____ with a wide smile. She knew that Gilbert's parties were the best around, despite how crazy and out of control they became.
Allistor nodded, making a half-smile. "Great. You want me to pick you up?"
A light shade of pink dusted _____'s cheeks. "Uh. . . sure. Okay. . ."
That night, _____ sat in her living room. She had on black Converse shoes, a plain white shirt, a black leather jacket, and a pair of skinny jeans with the Union Jack painted across the right thigh. With every minute that passed, she became more and more anxious. She wondered if she would finally gain enough courage to tell A
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“There’s no way.”
“It’s not possible.”
“Oh, ja, it is!” Gilbert retorted to Ludwig and _____ as they sat in the airport, waiting for their luggage.
_____ rolled her eyes. “Gil, it’s impossible. There is absolutely no way you can put your entire fist in your mouth.”
“Ja, there is! Watch this!” As promised, Gilbert executed the stunt, inserting his fist gracelessly into his mouth, and winning the cheers of his best friends Antonio and Francis. Contorting his jaw, he managed to slip his fist back out and wipe his saliva off onto his pant leg.
Ludwig face-palmed. “Mein Gott. What is wrong with mein bruder?”
“Oh, he’s not that bad,” assured _____, putting her hand on his shoulder.
He stiffened at this, and blushed when her hand remained there. He had had feelings for her for some time now, and he would be confused whenever his heart fluttered at the very thought of h
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Tonight's going to be a great night, I thought as I finished getting dressed. I had invited Ludwig, Gilbert, and Roderich to go out. We would eat at a nice restaurant, go a little sight-seeing, and hopefully spend some time shopping. Of course, since they were all men, I wasn't getting my hopes up for the latter.
I heard my doorbell ring and made my way to the door, opening it all the way. There stood the three, nicely dressed. Even Gilbert cleaned up significantly for the occasion.
"Hallo, _____," said Ludwig. "Are you ready to go?"
I nodded, grabbing my purse. "Yeah. Let's go."
Except for Gilbert's rambling about how awesome he was, the ride to the restaurant was quiet. I, for one, couldn't stand it, so I decided to break the awkward silence.
"So," I stammered, not entirely sure what to say. "How's Elizabeta been, Roderich? She didn't come visit, did she?"
"No, she didn't," Roderich replied plainly. "She had work to do back in Hungary. But she's fine, thank you for asking."
Hetalia GermanyxReader - Take Care"I'm gonna get in the shower," I said as I got up from the couch.Hetalia GermanyxReader - Take Care in Short Stories More Like This
"Okay!" said Feliciano Vargas cheerfully. "Just don't take too long. The pasta doesn't have much longer."
"Okay. But if I'm not out by the time it gets done, you guys can go ahead and eat." I made my way up the staircase, feeling a slight pain in the right side of my back. I gathered some clean clothes and went to the bathroom. I had been living with the representatives of the former Axis Powers for four days now. It was odd and very awkward at first, living with a group of grown men, but after spending a week with the representatives of the former Allied Forces (who were also all grown men), I soon adjusted.
After shedding my clothes, I plopped down on the toilet. Here's the weird thing: I really felt like I had to go, but nothing came out.
Weird, I thought as I proceeded to work the knobs on the shower. When the water was at a favorable temperature, I stepped in, taking in the warmth and letting it sooth my tire
Injured? (Germany x Reader)"Ouch"You said softly as you touch your fresh wound on your leg.Injured? (Germany x Reader) in Short Stories More Like This
After you got tripped by a big rock.
You try to stand up but it's no use then wound is so big that it hurts.
"(Name)!!!" A loud German voice you heard, Wait.... that voice it belong to Ludwig your best friend.
You watch as he come closer to you and kneel down
"(Name) are you alright??"Ludwig asked
You just shook your head without saying a word and blood still flowing to your leg
"(Name) I think you should go the hospital" Ludwig said
"Does it look like i need a hospital!!!!"You said (Side Comments: xD)
"If you don't want to go to the hospital i have no choice"
With that words Ludwig had carry you bridal style and start running
"My house is still far just wait a bit" Ludwig said.
You turn to your side and see Ludwig muscular body sweating 'wait did he really run to see me?' you though.
Ludwig saw you looking at his body which make you blushed deep dark red.
Yes you have a crush on your German Friend for a long time but you
You are my only girl (Germany x Reader) Part 1You were at your friend's house you helping him to bake you're world class sponge cake (yep you were a chef~),You are my only girl (Germany x Reader) Part 1 in Short Stories More Like This
"So Ludwig what is the special occasion ?" you asked
Ludwig Beilschmidt was you're best friend since when you were little surly you remember how cute and innocent he is when he little slowly when you are growing up thing's have changed
he became strict and more matured and he became a personification of Germany,even so he show more kindness towards you and you're the only person who know that he bake's and every time you are going to go baking with Ludwig in his house he lock's the door and closed all the window and he only cook's if his brother Prussia is not around because he doesn't want to get tease and it will show that he is not manly,well yes he is part of the Axis Power's also with Feliciano and Kiku.And you develop a major crush to him for a very long time you know you just want to spit it put but you are afraid about you're friendship falling apart now bac
You are my only girl (Germany x Reader) Part 2It has been four years after Ludwig and you become a couple now you live in the same house together just like a married couple Ludwig will always bring the broken heart necklace when go out and keep it to his pocket ..You are my only girl (Germany x Reader) Part 2 in Short Stories More Like This
You were sitting quietly in you're living room and reading (any manga or magazine) and Ludwig was in a hurry
"Ludwig???"you said softly
"oh hey Love"Ludwig said
"i be meeting this girl for a bit well bye Love" and Ludwig give you a kiss and leave the house and slam the door
Ludwig will meet a girl he is cheating on you? he was making fun of you there are so many question around you're head so you decide to follow Ludwig and you can see that he was happy by crossing the streets until he reached the carnival in town,he was looking for someone you wear a hat a sunglasses and a face mask so Ludwig won't recognize you and you follow Ludwig a bit until you saw Ludwig with a girl she was a bit you're weight and you got to admit she was more beautiful than you
Popular!Japan x Blind!Reader Part1You were walking in the hallway of your school it was very hard for you to walk without your best friend lily because you were blind yes you were born blind it was hard because nobody know your blind except lily and your teachers all of the school know you but they dont to be friends with you since you have different personality , passing by the hallway you heard commotion by the sound of it there where talking about you because you were holding the wall while walking that make you look weird you continue walking until you bump on a person and every one was silencePopular!Japan x Blind!Reader Part1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Are you all right miss?"a familiar voice ask
'that voice cant it be?' you tought your self
that voice belong to the number one popular boy in your school Honda Kiku all of the girl's in your school has a crush on him well you don't have a crush on him since you never see him and you don't know what his personality is you slowly touch his face and every one was shock including Kiku
"Hey why are you touching him"
Tickle. - Germany x Reader.Thunders met outside your window as you stared at the blond German sitting next to you right now.Tickle. - Germany x Reader. in Romance More Like This
"Hey, Luddy?" The German turned at his nickname being called. "We should play a game."
"Nein." Man, he was always boring when it comes to games!
"Ja!" You tried your best at speaking German without mocking it. You heard the German sigh in defeat.
"What is it...?"
You then jumped on him and began to tickle him. Ludwig didn't laugh.
He wasn't ticklish?!
"Was that it?" Your eyes churn up to look into his blue as you felt yourself being flipped over, and now rolling around in laughter.
The house echoed your laughter as you kept yelling stop, but it was impossible.
You tried fighting back, but damn - his strength was over the top.
"Ludd- N-No!" You cracked into another fit of laughter as you fell onto the floor, with Ludwig on top of you, hovering over you. You blushed as you looked into his blue eyes. You felt his figure drape closer and closer.
Until the two lips touch.
"And here I was, think
Television. - Germany x Reader.You were now staring at your best friend's television. Words you couldn't comprehend, you were just spacing out.Television. - Germany x Reader. in Romance More Like This
Until you heard the last word that spurred out.
"(Name)," you heard your friend call from the kitchen. "Dinner is ready!" You left the television on as you ran into the kitchen, shuffling into your seat.
"Damn, Luddy! You're a good cook." You took a spoonful of food into your mouth as you sigh in relief.
Food was such a blessing. You cough as you slightly choked on your food. You felt the German looking at you, shaking your head.
"Told you to eat slowly!" You felt his hand brush upon your back, stroking it. "What were you watching?" You coughed again to stable yourself.
"You left the television on, and it was in some foreign language that I don't understand." You waited to think about the times when Ludwig's older brother, Gilbert visited and the time when they spoke in their native tongue. "Wasn't it in German?" You watch him nod as he too
Want You Back. - Germany x Reader.Today was the day.Want You Back. - Germany x Reader. in Romance More Like This
The day that you'd be parting from your daughter and ex-husband.
He said he found a new love, and had apparently lost interest for you. You couldn't deny you still loved him, but since he was going to dump you - you had no choice.
But worst of all is the fact that you'll be leaving your daughter behind. You didn't have a stable income as your ex-husband did. He worked as an attorney and it was hard to compete.
You felt a tug at your sleeve as you looked down to face your child's blank eyes.
"Amelie, you'll be staying here with daddy now - okay?" You bended down to pat her head, smiling at her. Amelie only returned the smile before giving you a small peck on the cheek and running back off to the living room, probably to her box of toys.
You had to wait until he came home with that chick before you could leave.
You heard faint giggles as the door clicked open.
He was drunk as always.
"I'll leaving n
Camp. - Germany x Reader.You had joined camp with your ex- of a boyfriend who had registered for you without consent. You showed up nonetheless, with a beaming smile.Camp. - Germany x Reader. in Romance More Like This
Your ex of a boyfriend was a German; tough, demanding and haughty. He always had something - just something for his country, like - a nationalistic pride. Whenever you talk about (your native country), he'd tinker your temper about how Germany was waaaaaaaaay better; and worst - in so many repetitive ways.
Tonight was going to be the parting night, where the whole camp would have to sit amongst each other, look at each other and talk about how this camp for them. For you? Nothing but a disaster and a mess, or a simple blow of your mind.
And being absolutely honest, this breaking of a business had already taken half of your mind off every other thing in the world that are way more important.
Packing was a rigorous business; especially packing alone when you had unpacked four days ago with a partner. You tossed in your clothes, le
Thunderstorms. - Germany x Reader.The lights were hitting trees, causing them to hit the cement sidewalk. Your knees curled up against your chest. Your Italian cheery friend, Feliciano was actually supposed to be coming over tonight for movies - but there had to be a thunderstorm so you had to cancel your plans.Thunderstorms. - Germany x Reader. in Romance More Like This
So now, here you were. Curling against the window upon the bed, looking outside to the night sky. You heard your doorbell rang.
You ran downstairs. Could it be Feliciano? Did he come without notice? You flung open the door to a stranger; well, he was very... handsome, in ways more than one.
"I-" Before he could to finish his sentence, he fell on your doorstep. The man was already dripping wet with water, lingering from his blonde hair. You had a hard time dragging him to the sofa as he was pretty heavy compared to your weight.
The next morning, you walked down the stairs to meet the blonde, fixing his hair back to his slicked back form.
"Guten morgen," his deep voice made your heart beat quicker than
Never. - The Ultimate Ending. - Germany x Reader.You awoke to the hospital's dim light and soft white pillow. How long you had slept, you didn't know. Last you saw were gunshots and bullets flying throughout the wooden area.Never. - The Ultimate Ending. - Germany x Reader. in Romance More Like This
Ludwig... Where is he right now? You sat up, trying to regain posture as everywhere in your body was aching as you moved.
"I don't have to find her... She's been in front of me the whole time..." You heard him finally murmur. "Ich liebe dich... (Name)..."
Your strength was giving up as you landed your forehead on his.
"Ja," you mumble against his skin. "Ich liebe dich auch."
That was the last memory you had before slipping away.
You turned as a nurse approach you.
"Is General Beilschmidt here?" You asked while frantically shaking, afraid you had already lost him.
"He is, ma'am. Please calm down! You've suffered major injuries in your shoulder!" The nurse pushed you down gently as you tried to struggle out of her arms.
"Is he safe?" You stopped struggling for
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"Lud, Lud, Lud, Lud, Lud..." Ludwig ignored your constant call. "Ludwig Beilschmidt!"
"What do you want?" His tone held a bit of irritation.
"I have something to tell you."
"Take off your glasses."
He obeyed, putting them on the table.
"What now, (Name)?"
"I have something to tell you."
"You said that already."
"Was!?" The strict German stood up, looking at you with his furious blue eyes. "Who's baby!?"
"Uh, yours maybe?"
The German continued to question you as he saw you walk into the kitchen, holding a pint of ice cream.
"Ice cream!? You're pregnant!"
"Oh relax, Luddy."
"You're telling me to relax!?"
The German plopped down on a seat again, holding his palm to his face. You placed a hand on his shoulder. "What now!?"
"Happy April's Fool, Ludwig!"
"You think that's funny!?"
"I'm sorry!" You ran to your room, with Ludwig trailing behind you.
"Come back here! Pay for what you did!"
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You smiled lightly, acknowledging that your boyfriend, Gilbert, was standing across from you in the train. His hand embracing the railing and texting at the same time.
You took out your phone as you received a text almost instantaneously.
"Fancy meeting you here, beautiful." The two of you exchanged smiles as you texted back.
"Yes, the awesome Gilbert. I didn't know you took this train. Didn't you always take the R?"
You shoved the phone back into your pocket as you heard him snap his fingers, noticing that he motioned for you to check the device again.
"Train was dead halfway down Lineyard Street station ): -" You stopped reading once noticing his unhappy emoticon and smiled. He rarely used them because they were 'un-awesome', he said. "So they told us to transfer to the D. Apparently it's magical and it goes where I need it to be, which is awesome; but not as awesome as I am though."
"Of course, no one is as awesome as you, right? By the way,
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It was the season of war. And the military was recruiting. It was time for your father's turn. But he didn't want to go. You understand; he was the head of the family and he had his own businesses to attend to.
It wasn't until you were called to the living room by your father did you know what he was planning.
He was planning to send you to war.
Your long (color) hair wavered as you walked through the halls. Servants bowed politely as you continued to walk. The aura was unbelievably scary. It was as if you were going away to die, and never to come back. That farewell kind of feeling where you'll never see anyone again from this large house.
The house was no longer joyful as your mother passed away more than eighteen years ago from giving birth to you. Your father always despised you for that fact, believing that you were the devil who killed his beloved.
"Father, what is it you need?"
"As you know, the military is recruiting. Will you sign up in place of your father?" Your father's han
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"Aw," your thirteen years old child cooed. "They both died..."
"At least they were happy, right?" You heard keys jingle by the door as you turned to look, door opening to the tall blonde man.
"I'm home." He declared, stripping his jacket and hanging it on the rack. Your daughter jumped down from the sofa and ran to her father's open embrace, giving him a peck on the cheek.
"Mutti read me a story today of a female soldier and her General falling in love with her unconditionally, having no remorse till' the end and still loving each other until their last breaths..." Your daughter went on and on for another good three minute as you saw the blonde facepalm, walking to the kitchen. "I'll just leave you two now." Your daughter cooed as she ran up to her room upon her cellphone ringing.
You walked to the kitchen to join your husband, sitting on the chair adjacent from him. "How was work? You seem really stresse
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"(Your name) vhat are you looking at?" Ludwig, also known as germany, replied standing above the (h/c) haired girl sitting at his computer. She was hardly paying attention, just glaring at the screen in front of her.
"Hmm.." was all he got from her. Sighing, he grabbed a newspaper and began to read it while still staring at her, wondering what on earth she was doing.
"Is it true all Germans are mean and tough?"
Ludwig took a moment to understand what she was asking, making sure he didn't take it the wrong way.
"No (your name), why vould you think something like zat-"
"Are Germans always angry?"
His face began to heat up. It was like she was pressuring him.
"No (your name), I don't see why zis is-"
"Are all Germans obsessed with beer?"
Ludwig's eyebrow twitched slightly.
"N-no! Verdammit (your name).."
"Do you guys only eat sausage and schnitzels?"
"Of course not!" Ludwig was getting furious. Not at (your name), but at the damn stereotypes she was reading about him and his culture. He d
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"Everyone drinks Vodka?"
The tall Russian man names Ivan, looked up to his dear friend (your name), who was 'supposed' to be looking for information about America. Don't ask why he wanted HER specifically to do it, maybe it was because he just liked seeing her. But for now, he was wishing he hadn't.
"No (your name)." Ivan replied, although chuckling to himself since HE was drinking vodka at the moment himself.
"Is Russia cold all year round?" (Your name) asked again, still looking at the computer screen in front of her.
Ivan felt like it was going to burn her eyes.
"No no (your name) it's not. But, why are you-"
"Russians only own warm clothes?"
Ivan gave her a 'are-you-retarded' look, before sighing and going towards her. Leaning over her shoulder, and peering at the computer screen. 'Russian Stereotypes' was the main page.
"Why are looking at this (your name)? You're supposed to look for America's weaknesses."
"I know I know. Hold on." (your name) giggled, making Ivan lean back a lit
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"Feliciano can I ask you a question?"
A happy-go-lucky italian lifted his head from his bowl of pasta to see his friend (your name) using his computer.
"(N)-(Your name)!? How'd you ah get in my house-"
"Are Italian's all loud?"
Feliciano looked almost offended.
"N-no. Bu-but why are you-"
"Is it true most to all italians are fat and hairy?"
The italian man's eyes widened. His brows then made a depressed look.
"No (Your name)! See! Look at me!"
(Your name) turned to see her italian friend point to himself, and taking a look at hm she knew that wasn't true. Well..for him at least.
"Is that all (your name)? I would like to-"
(Your name)'s eyes glared onto the screen before laughing out loud. Feliciano still didn't look to happy.
"What is it now (your)-"
"Is is true italians have ties with the mafia?" she began to laugh again. "Wow."
Feliciano poked his friend in the shoulder. (Your name) turned her head to be..extremely close to his. She didn't even know he was there.
"Those things aren'
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"Does everyone in america have a gun?"
Alfred F. Jones: also known as America, turned to see his friend (your name), surfing the internet, a keen look in her eyes as she scanned each word on the depicted site she was on.
"Whaa-dude what you readin'?" Alfred just chuckled, hoping she would ignore not getting an answer.
Well that sure wasn't gunna happen.
"Does everyone in america have a gun?" she asked again, earing only a yawn and a stretch from Alfred.
"No (your name), not EVERYONE in america has a gun."
"Okay.." she mumbled, and continued to search on the same sight. A few moments later, while Alfred was chowing down on a tastely hamburger, (your name)'s voice rang through his ears before he could even taste the meat or lettuce.
"What now dude?" he asked, hoping she'd be quick so he could get on with his meal.
"Is it ture that everyone in America eats Macdonald's on an everyday basis?"
Alfred had to think for a moment.
"Nope, dude...why you-"
"Are american people always racist?"
Norwegian Stereotypes..Norwegian Stereotypes.. in Humor More Like This
"Norwegian's look as if they're soaked in bleach.."
Lukas Bondevik, turned his head to see (first name) (last name) glaring at a computer screen, seemingly talking to herself.
Finding this all to interesting, Lukas peered over, accidentally resting his head on her shoulder, making her gasp and turn to see him.
"Lukas you scared me!" she replied, clicking the minimize button.
"What were you looking at?" he asked, taking the mouse, putting his hand over hers and moving the mouse back to the website she was on. It wasn't really a site though. She was looking up 'Norwegian Stereotypes', and Lukas raised an eyebrow.
(Your name) just let out a sarcastic laugh.
"Can I ask you a few questions then?" she smiled brightly, with Lukas giving her another strange look.
(your name) went right to it, and began to asking questions.
"Does everyone ski in Norway?"
"No." Lukas answered rather quickly. He thought he should maybe speak a little slower.
"Hmm.." (your name) went on. "Is it true that m
French Stereotypes..French Stereotypes.. in Humor More Like This
"Francis, is it true french people drink wine like water?"
The blond haired french-man looked over at his friend (your name), and a smile appeared on his face.
"Well I love za wine~" he laughed. "But non. It's not drunk like water-"
"Is is true french wash less often than others?"
He nearly screamed. Well he did, just in a non-many way.
"Zat is not true (your name)! I love to be clean!" he flipped his hair with a wink, making (your name) smrik and turn back into her seat.
"What are you doing anyway?" Francis peered over his friends shoulder to see 'French Stereotypes' on the screen. He didn't seem to happy about it.
"(Your name) don't tell me your-"
"Is it true french people are rude and racist?"
"NON!" Francis shouted, a little more angry than girly this time.
"Well is it true french always eat frogs all the time?"
Francis sighed, and just answered the questions.
"Zat is not true either."
(Your name) sighed, and began to tap her fingers along the desk. To Francis, he thought it was pr
Scottish Stereotypes..Scottish Stereotypes.. in Humor More Like This
Alistair Kirkland, let out a huge breath of smoke, as he peered down over the couch arm to see his friend (your name) flipping open a laptop screen.
“What are ye doin'?” he asked, his thick accent made her want to swoon.
“I want to ask you some questions.” she answered, hoping her friend would agree instead of finding a bypass to avoid it.
“Fine then.” he grumbled. “But be quick.”
By then, (your name) was already on the apparent 'site' and began to scroll down the page.
“Is is true that Scottish are all gingers?”
Alistair looked to the top of his head to see a little glimpse of his red hair. He already knew he had RED hair, but the question (your name) just said sounded dumb.
“No lass. Not all Scottish are...'gingers'.”
(Your name) gave him a cute smiled, before continuing down the page. Alistair, however still didn't get the idea.
“All Scottish people eat haggis?”
“No (your name).” Alistair
Chinese Stereotypes..Chinese Stereotypes.. in Humor More Like This
“Yao can you make more of these?” an English head peered around the corner of the kitchen, still trying to finish his last dumpling.
“Arrg!” the Chinese man groaned, wishing he could just chuck the stirring spoon he was holding across the room. “Coming up...” he finally sighed, knowing raging wouldn't solve his problems.
He was supposed to be 'nice' to the other countries, but he didn't think that would end up having to serve them left right and centre.
“Right!” the Englishman grinned, before returning into the other room.
Moments after, Yao finally began to calm down until a certain person entered the room with a giant grin on their face. That person, was none other than (First name) (Last name), who had some fun questions she wanted answered.
“HEY YAO!!” she shouted excitedly in his ear, only it ended with him getting scared, and spilling a whole new plate of dumplings on the ground.
There was a moment of silence, as if they
Canadian Stereotypes..Canadian Stereotypes.. in Humor More Like This
"Do canadians kids ride polar bears to school?"
Matthew Williams, also known as Canada, peered up from his newspaper to look at his friend, (your name) glaring into the computer screen in front of her.
"Uh...no (your name), we don't ride polar bears at all." he said, flipping to a new page without hassle.
"Okay." she sighed, making a funny shape with her tounge while waiting for the next page to load. Matthew gave her a little look before looking back blushing. She's so damn cute, he thought.
"Do canadians play hockey all the time?"
Matthew gave a puzzling look before finally answering.
"N-no. Some don't play hockey at all much less every-"
"Is it true you put mayple syrup on everything?"
Matthew turned lightly pink, becayse of the horrible stereotypicalism. Did people really think that about canadians? Nobody remembered him anyway so what did it matter? What was worse to him now what was (your name) thought of him.
"Do canadians give people whatever they want because their 'soo' nice?
British Stereotypes..British Stereotypes.. in Humor More Like This
The blond haired english man looked towards his friend (your name), raising an eyebrow in the process.
"Yes (your name)?"
Without warning, the blond man's eyes widened as (your name) opened his mouth as if trying to seek some buried teasure. She peered into his mouth and stared at his teeth.
"You don't have bad teeth Arthur!"
"Bloody hell woman!?" Arthur turned red, realizing how close her mouth was to his, however the girl in front of him didn't care.
(Your name) pulled out a small notepad and paper and checked something off.
Arthur began to get curious.
"What's that (your name)..?" he asked as calmly as he could. He was beginning to get worried of what she was planning.
"A list." she mumbled, not paying much attention to her british friend.
She looked up at him, her (e/c) eyes shining.
"I'm trying to see if the british stereotypes are real!" she sounded so happy about it.
Arthur didn't like it one bit, but before he could ask, she was blurting out questions.
GermanyxReader: Romantic MovieGermanyxReader: Romantic Movie in Short Stories More Like This
You took a deep breath as you were standing in front of your friend, Ludwig's, door. You had been standing there for a few minutes as of now, and hadn't found the courage in you to knock. Over the past couple of weeks you started to grow feelings for him and you hadn't visited his house in a while, so you were a bit nervous. After a few more moments you finally gathered the courage to knock on the wooden door, but just as you lifted your hand, the door had opened.
"Hallo _____." Your friend, Ludwig greeted you.
"O-oh, hi Ludwig." You replied, blushing just a tiny bit.
"Vhy have you been standing here for so long?" He questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"Damn! He knew I was standing here!" You thought as you mentally panicked. "I-I......I was just admiring how nice your front door was." You answered nervously, causing him to sigh a bit.
"Vhy don't you come in?"
"S-sure." You smiled and stepped into the clean and tidy house.
"Vhat did you come here for?" He asked after he had closed the door
GermanyxReader: Designated DriverGermanyxReader: Designated Driver in Romance More Like This
You heard a loud voice over the hundreds of screaming voices, __________! ___________! GILBERT!
Turning your head you saw Ludwig. Giggling you jumped on a table screaming, Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on!
Mein Gott, Ludwig groaned. He grabbed your leg and tried to pull you off the table, __________, get off the table.
Nein! you shouted getting your ankle out of his grasp and jumped to another table and started to dance.
Ludwig turned red as you kicked high enough for your skirt to flare up, __________ get down we can see up your skirt!
A few of the more sleazy men at the bar whistled. You raised your glass and downed it in one swig. Whoo HOOO!
Leave me alone, youre killing my buzzzzzzzzzzz~! You laughed.
Gilbert from the other end of the bar sho
GermanyxReader: ConfessGermanyxReader: Confess in Romance More Like This
Ludwig took a deep breath. Now was his chance. He double checked his poem for mistakes and walked across the school yard to where she stood. Talking to someone.
Her back was turned, but she was speaking to someone
"I'm sorry Arthur, I just don't feel the same way," you said.
"Oh, ok," Arthur tried to smile. "I understand…I hope I didn't ruin anything…that we can still be friends."
Ludwig's heart started to ache.
You smiled, "I hope so too. Well…I'll see you around."
With that Arthur walked off, leaving _________ alone.
"_-__________," Ludwig said quietly.
__________ turned around giving a shaky smile she said, "H-hi Ludwig, I didn't see you there."
"I had something I wanted to give you," he said quietly, "although I don't think it's the right time now…"
"N-no its fi-." With that the paper was shoved into her hands. Hesitantly she read the content.
_________ my __________
What a beautiful name
If only you'd be mine
Your hair the color of (description)
Your eyes two bright gems
And I the
PrussiaxReader: Backfired GloatingPrussiaxReader: Backfired Gloating in Romance More Like This
"I wouldn't bother confessing __________," Eliza told you.
"He just doesn't like you that way, I'm sorry."
"Whatever Eliza," you said preoccupied with the letter you were writing to that special someone.
"I asked," she piped up again.
You groaned as she continued to sneakily insult you.
"___________!" a voice from the front door called. "I'm back!"
Your face turned red, he was here. Now was your chance. But you were too late and Eliza answered the door and started to flirt with him. "Hey Gilly."
The albino gentleman walked into your kitchen were you sat. Quickly you hit your letter to him, "Hey Gil. What's up?"
"Nothing much, you?"
Eliza bounced into the room, "__________ is writing a love note."
Your face turned red, "Eliza!"
Gilbert turned slightly pale although you didn't notice.
"Yup, but I told her it wasn't worth it," she continued, "I mean it's not like the boy she likes would ever like her back, I mean-."
"Shut up Eliza!" Gilbert snapped. "__________ is pretty, and
RomanoxReaderxItaly: Just HairRomanoxReaderxItaly: Just Hair in Humor More Like This
You moaned as the sound of your cell phone went off. Grumbling about how stupid people can be and how impolite it was to call at 3 o'clock in the morning you stumbling around your room trying to find your phone.
"Who is it?" you asked completely out of it.
For a moment you didn't recognize the voice, but that accent you could defiantly place, "Italy? What on earth are you doing calling at three?"
"R-Romano and I need your hel-ahhhhhh!"
You heard a voice in the background, "Hang up the damn phone idiota!"
"B-but fratello, _________ can help us ah ah ah ah ah!!"
"Italy, are you alright?" you asked into the phone, "Italy? Italy?" Then the phone went dead. Groaning you put on your shoes and grabbed your car keys. "What has that idiot gotten himself into now?"
Tired out of your mind you made your way to Italy's house.
Thanking God that Italy had given you a spare you unlocked the door and walked into his house. There say the two Italy brothers fussing over…hair…
"Hair?" you a
Neko!GermanyxNeko!Reader: GermouserNeko!GermanyxNeko!Reader: Germouser in Romance More Like This
"Germouser, Germouser," shouted Itabby, "I want you to meet ______________."
"Ja, Ja," said Germouser following the hyperactive Italian cat. He had no idea why Itabby wanted to introduce him to his new friend.
"_________!" shouted Itabby finaly finding his friend.
"Itabby," it was a pretty she-cat with large (e/c) eyes and a thick (f/c) coat. Carefully she walked over as the Italian cat ran to her tackling her in a strange catish hug.
"Veee~ ____________!" Itabby jumped, "___________, greet me like I taught you!"
___________ turned slightly red, "O-ok." Quickly she gave the Italian a peck on both cheeks.
"Ve~I got kissed by a pretty kitty. Now its your tern Germouser," said Itabby, "_____________ give Germouser a kiss to!"
________________ and Germouser both turned very red. "Umm, Itabby. I don't think that _________ would want-."
"Oh, no I'm fine," said ___________, "that is if you're-."
Germouser interrupted her, "I'm fine."
___________ walked over to the cat and gave him a quick pec
SwedenxReader: First Comes The Love...SwedenxReader: First Comes The Love... in Romance More Like This
You could feel all the blood rush to your face as you half watched him from behind your locker. He looked over at you. Quickly you looked away, back into your locker.
Berwald Oxenstierna. He always seemed to intimidate everybody. He also always seemed to hang out with the same group of people; Tino Väinämöinen, Lukas Bondvik, Emil Steilsson, and Mathias Køhler. He had really, really, really cute blue eyes that made you tongue-tied whenever he looked at you.
At the sound of your name you jumped. Turning around you saw it was Berwald himself, “H-Hi, Berwald. W-what’s up?”
“I was wondering if you would like to study this afternoon.”
“S-sure, I’d love to,” you said smiling.
He nodded and left.
You then released the breath you didn’t know you had been holding. “I heard what happened,” Tino said taking your hand and smiling, “are you excited?”
“It’s only studying Tino,”
F.A.C.E.xReader: Movie NightF.A.C.E.xReader: Movie Night in Humor More Like This
"Artie, get the popcorn!" you shouted. "The movie's starting!"
"Don't call me that!"
Alfred pulled you onto his lap. "Come on babe; move over so Artie can sit down."
Francis gave a pervyish laugh as your face turned red.
"Ohonhon, you don't want to sit on Alfred's lap, who don't you sit on mine?"
"Shut up you perverted frog!"
"Guys the movie's starting," Matthew whispered.
A small voice from Matthew's bear asked, "Who are you."
Matt sighed, "I'm Matthew…"
"Dude, Matt, I didn't see you there!"
"Be quiet Alfie," you said using the nickname you knew he hated. His face turned red and he shut up.
After the movie was over Alfred jumped up and shouted, "THAT WAS AWESOME!"
You had fallen to the floor and on top of Francis.
"Mon cher, all you had to do was-."
"Knock it off," everyone said.
You ended up sitting on Francis's lap for the next movie which was England's choice. Casino Royale.
"That was pretty interesting," you said.
"My turn," Matthew said quietly.
SwedenxReader: Then Comes the Baby in the Baby...SwedenxReader: Then Comes the Baby in the Baby... in Romance More Like This
SwedenxReader: Then Comes the Baby in the Baby Carriage
A haze of sleep still covered you as you opened your eyes. Raising your left arm to see your hand and the finger that was adorned with a golden band that reminded you were Mrs. Oxenstierna. Smiling you turned your head.
His glasses weren’t on his face and it only seemed to open up his face a bit more. Leaning over you kissed his forehead.
Your husband let out a small groan and opened his eyes slightly.
“Good morning Mrs. Oxenstierna,” he murmured cupping your face.
With a small smile you placed your chin in his chest, “Good morning Mr. Oxenstierna…”
He leaned forward and kissed your lips gently. He broke away and you leaned forward to capture his lips again. Now that you were practically on top of him you realized you were still naked. Letting out a small squeak as your bare chest touched Berwald’s bare chest, you sat up.
Berwald’s arm snaked around your waist and pulled you back ag
GermanyxReader: JealousyGermanyxReader: Jealousy in Romance More Like This
“I don’t wanna,” you groaned as Ludwig stood in the doorway.
“_________, we have to train.”
You moaned and pulled the covers over your head, “It’s Saturday.”
A small, “Si…” came from under the covers.
“Hmm?” you said still half asleep.
“Is that Feliciano?”
You managed to crack open your eyes and saw the Italian man hugging you around the waist, sleeping. “Yeah, why?” you said, peeking out from under the covers, not really caring.
His face was red and he was practically vibrating in anger, “Feliciano!”
The poor man practically jumped out of bed. “Ve!”
“Aw, Ludwig,” you said hugging Feli, “be nice.”
“What are you doing sleeping with mein girlfriend?”
Feli shook in fear, “Sh-she w-was warm! A-and I was s-scared to sleep alone!” He was practically crying by the time his explanation was over.
Punk!PrussiaxPunk!Reader: Sk8er BoiPunk!PrussiaxPunk!Reader: Sk8er Boi in Romance More Like This
Unlike some people your days started sometime in the afternoon. And they ended sometime around three or four in the morning.
This was because you and your fiancé Gil lived almost every teenager’s dream of making their living in a rock band.
“Hey, babe, wake up,” your boyfriend whispered in your ear.
“Too early,” you whined pulling the covers over your face.
Hands under the covers squeezed your sides. Half from shock at his cold hands and half from his tickling you jumped. “Ah!”
He laughed and pulled the covers down off your face. “Kensesese~.”
“Gilbert Beillschmidt! That wasn’t funny,” you pouted.
He got on top of you, holding his body up by his knees and hands, “Yes it was.” He leaned down and kissed up and down your neck.
“Fine…” you groaned trying to push him off of you, “it was…just…ahhh…stop.”
He mumbled a soft, “Nein,” into you
Button mashing (GermanyXReader)“You ready?”Button mashing (GermanyXReader) 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
Peeling potatoes (GermanyXReader)You bit your lip, frantically scrabbling with the small knife. You’d been assigned to prepare the potatoes for the next day, but by the looks of it you were going to have to stay the night to finish peeling your assigned batch.Peeling potatoes (GermanyXReader) in Romance More Like This
Sighing in despair, you whimpered as you narrowly avoided slicing off one of your own fingers. Your hands were sticking and slippery due to the spilled potato juice and you were feeling frustrated. You’d only just started working at this restaurant and you wanted to leave a good impression, but so far, no good.
“Right, we’re closing up.” The boss clapped his hands, telling everyone to leave. He noticed you depressedly cutting the potatoes and came over to your counter. “Not ready yet? Hey, you need to peel these properly!” He picked up one of the peels and held it accusingly in front of your tired (e/c) eyes.
“You’re cutting off too much! Ugh!” He sighed, shaking his head. “Beilschmidt!” You
A cake for my savoir (GermanyXReader)Ludwig bit his lip, his blue eyes narrowed at the sight before him. You and Gilbert were on the couch together, looking as though you were plotting something. The two of you were sitting so close to each other that you were practically in Gilbert’s lap.A cake for my savoir (GermanyXReader) in Romance More Like This
A vein throbbed on his forehead as he analysed everything you did. You were laughing for one, the albino’s arm slung casually over your shoulders. Ludwig clasped his fist so hard that he felt his fingernails being marked on his palm.
“C’mon tell!” You said cheerfully, ruffling his hair. “No touchey!” Gilbert joked back, drawing back from you so his hairdo was a safe distance away from your grabbing hands. “Oh hey West.” You blushed and disentangled yourself from the Prussian, making him whine.
Your crush stood in the doorway, gripping the doorknob tensely. “Do that sort of thing in your own room.” He sneered at his brother, striding past the two of you into the kitchen. H
Sick day (GermanyXSick Reader)"Liebling. Wake up, Liebling." You heard Ludwig mutter and you groaned, your head feeling like it was split in two. "Are you okay?" He mumbled, stroking some hair from your forehead. Whimpering slightly, you felt him pull you up into his arms, cradling you against his chest. "I think I'll be okay." You rasped, needing to get to work.Sick day (GermanyXSick Reader) in Romance More Like This
You had an important presentation that day and you couldn't miss it. You felt terrible though. Ludwig grimaced, knowing about your predicament. “Give me a shout if you need me.” He told you and after kissing your forehead he went to make breakfast for you both.
You swung your legs over the side of your bed, stumbling to your feet. You really didn’t feel good, but being the good employee you were you dressed yourself.
The moment you walked down the stairs however you quickly realised you were getting hot. Way too hot.
Ludwig watched as you managed to get into your chair before you fell and bit his lip. “I can always call them.”
Shellshocked (GermanyXReader)You sighed as you mentally slapped yourself for forgetting your bag in the meeting room. Not that it was completely your own fault of course, you’d been trying to make sure that Arthur and Francis didn’t kill each other on their way to their hotel room which they had to share to the Englishman’s great distaste.Shellshocked (GermanyXReader) in Romance More Like This
Everyone must’ve left... you cursed as you wondered if the room had been locked up yet. A cheer of success left your mouth as you pressed the door handle down and it went down all the way, not catching on the lock. With a grin from ear to ear you sidled into the room, quickly finding your seat; your bag sitting underneath it with a nonchalant air about it.
“Bad bag! You were supposed to follow me!” You chastised the bag, chuckling at your own silliness until you froze when you heard someone clearing their throat. Spinning around, you clasped your bag to your chest as you stared at your unknown assailant with wide eyes and a red face.
Sleepwalking (SwedenXReader)You closed your eyes, your tiredness taking you over. You hadn’t gotten a proper night’s sleep for a straight week now and you could seriously say it was taking a toll on your body. Dozing on your bed was the only rest you got recently.Sleepwalking (SwedenXReader) in Romance More Like This
Though you had sleepwalked when you were younger, for some reason you were getting more tired from your nightly activities. Sighing, you rolled on your back as you thought of a solution.
Maybe ask if someone wanted to sleep with you? Then maybe they’d be able to stop you from conducting night-time walks which left you with aching feet and a splitting headache?
But who could you ask for something like that? As you slowly opened your eyes again, you saw an ornament on your window-sill. A little wooden horse, painted red seemed to beckon you closer and you gently picked it up.
The Dala horse Berwald got me? You thought to yourself then grinned, having found an answer to your problem. Berwald!
“So you just want me to sleep with you?&
Curing bad dreams (PrussiaXReader)Gilbert groaned, his temperature feverish as he tossed in his bed. “N-nein!” He muttered, biting his lip.Curing bad dreams (PrussiaXReader) in Romance More Like This
In the throngs of his dream he was staring at your bloodied body in despair, tears running down his face. He heard a sound behind him and spun around, hoping to see the perpetrator. The shape slipped out of his sight around the corner and Gilbert stood up after gently putting down your body, chasing after it.
Rage the sole thing on his mind, he pushed his legs to go at a near inhuman speed.
Franctically searching for it, he skidded on the landing, starting to sprint down the steps.
As he wasn’t paying attention to his footing, he yelped when his foot trod on air. Lurching forward, Gilbert sat bolt upright in his bed, panting heavily. As he tried to calm his breathing he blinked at the alarm clock.
Well that was lucky at least, it was set to go off in five minutes. Quickly he turned it off and lay back down, snuggling into your back.
He needed some reassurance that
You don't need it (BTTXReader)“Gee (y/n), vhat’s taking you so long?”You don't need it (BTTXReader) 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 fading mark (2p GermanyXReader)Lutz’s violet eyes widened. You cringed as you gingerly pressed your fingertips to the sore spot on your face. His knees wobbled and he fell to the floor in front of where you’d fallen. His hands open and empty, he trembled as he stared at his handprint on your cheek.A fading mark (2p GermanyXReader) in Romance More Like This
“T-Tut mir leid.” He breathed, then reached out to you and gently wrapped his arms around you, pulling you to his chest. “Es tut mir leid.” Repeating that single sentence over and over, he buried his face in your neck.
You could feel his trembling and you instinctively cupped his face, stroking the scar everyone judged him on. “It was just an accident Lutz, it’s okay.” You bumped your forehead against his and tried to smile, though the throbbing ache on your cheek made it hard to do so.
You didn’t really understand how or what exactly had happened, it had all gone too fast but in any case all you could remember was this; you were about to walk into the kitchen af
Not going? (SwedenXReader)You sighed in your sleep, breathing out evenly. Some locks of your bed head hair tickled your cheeks as one of them was blown away by your quiet breath.Not going? (SwedenXReader) in Romance More Like This
When you felt pressure on your stomach, you sleepily opened your eyes. It took a second for your vision to snap into focus and when it did, you blushed at the scene that met your eyes.
Berwald sighed in his sleep, his hair hanging over his face. His arms had wound themselves around your waist during both of yours slumber and he was using your stomach as a pillow. You smiled warmly at him, stroking some of hair from his eyes.
He shifted in his sleep, rubbing his cheek on you to get comfortable. All you could do to keep from squealing at his cuteness was bite your lip; you didn’t want to wake your Swedish boyfriend.
Your thumb rubbed circles on his cheek as you gazed lovingly at him. He looked tuckered out, well he had come home late from work as usual. Because of his late hours, you cherished moments like these the most.
You Don't Have to Ask Germany X ReaderYou Don't Have to Ask Germany X Reader in Romance More Like This
You and Germany had spent all day out in town, doing random things together. It would have been a lovely day had it not been for the sudden downpour that started. Well that, and the fact that Germany's overall attitude was extremely awkward and suspicious. The two of you were now in his car, completely drenched. “Well, that was fun. I needed another shower today anyway.” You smiled wide at Germany.”
“Yeah. Sorry about that. The weather didn't call for any rain today.” Germany fiddled around with his keys until finally getting them in the ignition. Now the car wouldn't start. He sighed. “It's just one thing after another. Stay in here, a don't want you any more wet.” Germany got out of the car, opened up the hood and started looking around. A few minutes later he got back in, looking like a wet puppy. “I think I fixed it.” He did, the car started without a problem.
“Yay. Go German engineering.&
To The Mountain Top Germany X ReaderTo The Mountain Top Germany X Reader in Romance More Like This
After quite a bit of convincing and bribing you'd decided to go on a hiking trip with Germany. You weren't exactly the most active person in the world and feared you wouldn't come close to being able to keep up with him. What made matters even worse was that it was going to be just the two of you, so there would be no blaming anything on Italy or Japan. It would be all you. The two of you stood at the bottom of the trail as Germany double and triple checked the supplies, he acted like you were going to be out there for weeks. You really hoped that wasn't the case, you liked Germany and all, but if you were going to spend weeks doing anything you'd rather it not be hiking.
"Okay, I think we have everything we'll need, you ready to start?" He re-fixed his backpack on his shoulders and helped you fasten yours. Truthfully you weren't ready to go, and you doubted you ever would be.
You forced yourself to nod. "Sure, let's go." You knew this couldn't end well. Ger
Hetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven ScotlandHetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven Scotland in Romance More Like This
You walk up to America's hat and start feeling around for your item. Something small and smooth gets your attention. You pull it out, even in the light you aren't sure what it is. It was small, and deep green. It kind of looked somewhat like a fish scale, but it was much larger. "Well this is the weirdest thing I've ever found in a hat before, I don't even know what "it" is."
Scotland walked up and snatched the item from your hand. "That, is a scale, a genuine scale from the Loch Ness Monster, or Nessy as I like to call her."
Britain chimed in. "Oh lord, here he goes again, "The Loch Ness Monster's real." You can call her what ever you like, she isn't real. He's crazy I swear he is."
"Shut your yap, I don't really care if you believe me or not, I've got all the proof I need right here!" He held up the monster scale in Britain's face. "I'll prove it to the world one day, you just wait and see, I can't help it if the girl's shy."
"Dudes, not that all this breaking news about Ness
The Horse Disaster Spain X ReaderThe Horse Disaster Spain X Reader in Romance More Like This
You approached the small ranch you'd received directions to via text message. You had no idea where you were or even who you were meeting. You felt okay about going only because Romano had assured you everything would be fine. Not knowing what to do you looked through the barns for someone you knew. Eventually you found Spain, he was busy tending to one of the horses. "Hey Spain, are you the one who sent me on the wild goose chase?"
"Oh hey, sorry I didn't think you'd get here that fast. You must be really good with directions. I hope you didn't have to search for me too long." He gave his usual cheerful smile.
"No, I only looked in one other barn. I've only been here five minutes or so. Anyway, why I'm I here? You didn't call me out here to help you with your farm did you?"
He laughed and shook his head. "No way, I'd never do that to you. I have a little surprise for you, a date. You don't mind do you?"
"Of course not, that's a much better surprise tha
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"Well then, what about we ride the Ferris wheel? Not too high, no big drops, and not fast at all." Netherlands squeezed your hand and smiled. "If you can't handle that, I don't know why we came to the fair today."
Not wanting to seem like a total loser, you nodded. "Yeah, sure, I can do the Ferris wheel. No problem."
Your act wasn't fooling anyone, but he nodded. "Okay, then what are we waiting for?" He grabbed you a candy apple to eat on the ride and shot off with you to the Ferris wheel. "Good thing there's no line, I hate waiting in lines." The two of you were escorted to your seats and strapped in. "You still feeling okay? You haven't touched your apple." He rubbed your knee in an attempt to be supporting.
"Oh I'm just fine, just wanted to save it for the ride." You took a bite.
"If you say so, but you know we can still get off the ride if you want, it hasn't started yet." The giant wheel began to move. "Whoops, never mind, you're stuck on it now. But he
Monsters and Kisses Spain X ReaderMonsters and Kisses Spain X Reader in Romance More Like This
It was a dark, stormy, evening. You were all alone with nothing to do. Nothing was on TV and you knew no one would want to do anything with you in this weather. You let out a long sigh and started for the kitchen. A sudden knock came from the front door. You quickly ran to the door and opened it, not wanting whoever it was to get soaked. “Spain what are you doing here?”
“I thought you might be bored all alone, so I came over.” Spain gave you a cheerful smile and removed his drenched coat. “You don't mind right? I can leave if you want.”
“No, I don't mind at all. Let me get you a towel, you soaked.” You ran off to fetch a towel. When you returned he was standing in your TV room shirtless, looking for a movie. “Here's your towel.” You blushed slightly at his current state.
“Oh thanks!” He happily took the towel and began drying his hair. “You want to watch a movie or something? We co
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You step up to the hat and pull out a churro. "I'd eat this... but who knows how long it's been stuffed in that hat. And who knows where that has has been."
"It's been in there a while now, I wouldn't eat it. I'll buy you a fresh one later if you want." Spain gives you a warm smile and grabs your hand to lead you into the closet, America locked the door behind you. "So, what do we do in here hmm, tell ghost stories or something? I know this one that used to scare Romano pretty good." He chuckled at the thought.
"I guess we could do that." You let your voice trail off, you didn't want to tell him what you were really supposed to be doing in there, it would just make things awkward.
America began yelling from outside the door. "Dudes, I hear no wild making out coming from that closet! Get it together in there." He pounded at the door from the outside. "I'm serious you know!"
A deep blush covered Spain's face "We're supposed to be making out? I guess I was a little off with the gho
Hold Me Tight Sweden X ReaderHold Me Tight Sweden X Reader in Romance More Like This
The heavy rain angrily beat down on your roof. The sound of the rain, along with the occasional loud, roaring booms of thunder made it impossible for you to sleep. Lighting flashed, filling the room with blinding light over and over. After hours of trying and failing to sleep, you gave up. You rolled out of bed, stepping onto the cold floor. After a quick stretch, you made your way to the kitchen for a midnight snack. As you searched through your cabinets for something to snack on, a sudden loud banging came from your front door. “W-what the world?” It was far past midnight, and you were most definitely not expecting company. You grabbed hold of a near by rolling pin and slowly approached the front door. A shadowy figure was visible from the peephole, but you couldn't tell who it was. Against your better judgment, you swung open the door. Lightning flashed behind the tall figure, obscuring his face. You let out a scream and stumbled backward.
“Are you, okay?
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You pull a black tie out of the hat. "Oh, this is fancy" You tie the tie around your neck. "Anyone want to claim it?"
"I think he already walked into the closet…" America walked you over to the closet. "Yup, he's in here. See you in seven dudes!" With that he locked the door.
"It looks good on you; you can keep it if you want." You recognized the voice to be Sweden's.
"Oh, the tie? Thanks, but how can you see in this darkness?" You sat on the floor next to Sweden.
"I don't think it's really all that dark. Perhaps my eyes are just better at adjusting to the dark than most." Sweden wrapped you up in a hug. Your eyes were beginning to focus; you could see him staring intensely at you. A shiver ran through your spine. "Are you cold "_____"? I can hold you in my lap if you'd like."
"Oh, no I'm okay, really." Despite what you said Sweden pulled you onto his lap.
"Better?" Sweden held you close, wrapping his arms around you in an attempt to warm you.
A blush spread across your cheeks.
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It seemed like you had been traveling for hours now. You recognized nothing around you. It was rather hard however, to find anything familiar when all that surrounded you was rocks and trees. And to be fair, all of the tree's pretty much looked the same. Every once and a while you'd pass a small family run shop or gas station, but nothing to help you know where you were. You let out a long sigh and leaned on Germania's shoulder. "Germania, I don't want to sound like that annoying little kid in the back seat or anything, but are we almost there?"
Germania nodded. "Yes, it should only be about five more minutes. I'm sorry it took so long, but trust me, it'll be worth it." A slow smile spread across his face as he gave your hand a tight, loving squeeze. After just a few moments your car came into a clearing, you saw rather picturesque log cabin that sat next to a small lake. It looked like a picture from a fairy tale.
"Oh my gosh, it's so pretty. Like a painting. Is this where we'
Spin the Bottle (Germany x reader)(Random girl name here) stood shivering like a lovesick puppy looking at the bottle, then at Francis.Spin the Bottle (Germany x reader) in Romance More Like This
“Is she ok?” Arthur murmured you shrugged.
Francis grinned as he sauntered over to a quivering girl.
He gave her a rather intense French kiss, she froze, and just stood there before fainting, Francis caught her in that romantic way they do in movies.
She came to for a second and stared at him for a second, then fainted again, He grinned.
He picked her up and carried her away bridal style.
“Shouldn’t someone chaperone?” you asked, Japan was already hurrying after Francis.
There was a pause and you heard Francis
“Aww you’re no fun!” pouting, Francis stomped back into the room, Kiku close behind. (No I don’t think Francis is a rapist! I just put that in here)
“Your turn Ludwig” Alfred said brightly, Ludwig grumbled.
“I don’t know why I play your stupid games” he knelt down an
Spin the Bottle (Prussia x reader)“Gilbert!” You shrieked. “You little- I’m not playing!”Spin the Bottle (Prussia x reader) in Romance More Like This
Gilbert had an innocent curious look as he placed the bottle in the middle of the circle, which you were standing outside of
“Oh but Cherie” Francis said. “You must play or we will not have a full circle” he gave you big eyes that never worked with you.
Gilbert was the one you had a crush on, which was weird cause you honestly thought he was the biggest jerk there ever lived.
You threw Gilbert an accusing glare and took your place everyone was almost or already drunk anyway, so they didn’t notice.
“Ok you all know the rules,” Yao drawled “boy, girl: kiss. Boy, boy punch. Girl, girl hug.” Feliciano was first he knelt down and spun it stopping at Ludwig of all countries.
“Oooh” came the collective sound.
Ludwig was drunk but only just,
He gave Feliciano a disapproving stare; Feliciano shuffled up to him hands behind his back. “Well?
Spin The Bottle (America x reader)"I'm bored" someone moaned, you paid no attention, you were too busy concentrating on not making a fool of yourself while sitting next to your crush, Alfred.Spin The Bottle (America x reader) in Romance More Like This
Alfred was first, with everything, you had known him since grade school. He was first to friend zone you too.
You were at Gilbert’s latest party and the gang was running out of games to play. You had played Charades, Truth or Dare, even Checkers.
Thankfully, you were making some new friends; mostly other girls because you knew all the guys.
“I know!” Francis said “let’s play spin the bottle.”
“What’s that?” You asked, Gilbert and Francis exchanged amused glances.
“This is going to be like explaining the Pocky game,” Gilbert said with a naughty grin.
“The what?” you asked another amused glance.
“Ok, everyone stands in a circle alternating between male and female” Francis ordered, everyone did so.
Gilbert set an empty soda bottle in the center.
Spin The Bottle (Canada x reader)“Spin the bottle?!?” You exclaim in surprise.Spin The Bottle (Canada x reader) in Romance More Like This
“Of course” Prussia says taking a place in the circle. “It is a party you know”
“Come on ____” Arthur, says gesturing to the open spot between him and the barely noticeable Matthew.
Hell, you had no boyfriend and a crush on Matthew, luck had better be a lady tonight. Last time you had seen Canada was when Alfred had forced him to watch all the Star Wars movies. The poor guy was probably scarred for life.
You cautiously took your place, praying you wouldn’t get Gilbert or Francis. “Ok, the rules are girl and boy you kiss, two boys you punch, two girls you hug, got it?” a general murmur of assent.
Arthur was first he spun it and it pointed at Alfred “shit” Alfred muttered as Arthur walked up.
“I think we can all agree you had this coming,” Arthur said sympathetically. He gave Alfred a harder punch than needed.
Alfred fell back unto the couch holding a bl
Spin the Bottle (China x reader)“We are standing in a circle” Prussia began, as you drank deeply from your cup of (favorite drink), “because we are about to play duck, duck, goose. No seriously we’re going to play spin the bottle”Spin the Bottle (China x reader) in Romance More Like This
You choked then spat out your drink.
“What!” you cried “Prussia you know I don’t like that game!” he grinned evilly and winked.
“You first Francis” he said, Francis grinned around the circle then spun it, smirking confidently.
It slowed pointing at Ivan; Francis’s smirk dropped like a rock, and was replaced with an about-to-burst-out-crying expression.
Ivan eyed him with disapproval. “Well?” he asked coldly “get on with it”
Francis looked around for help then sighed resignedly.
“Ok verbal will, ____ you get my apartment, and Prussia you get my address book” Prussia fist pumped, ‘address book’ was code for girlfriends’ past and present phone numbers.
He stood be
Spin the Bottle (Romano x reader)“I swear you will all burn!” Romano screamed, a string of more explicit language followed that little statement. Alfred and Arthur dragged a screaming Romano to his place in the circle he kicked and howled, screamed and cursed as if the devil was chasing him.Spin the Bottle (Romano x reader) in Romance More Like This
They had to hold him, awkwardly taking their own places, but keeping a firm grip on him.
Prussia had some wicked parties but this one was just getting started, you were already drunk, not too much so but enough.
Romano was so cute when he was foaming-at-the-mouth mad.
The girl next the Romano had the spin the bottle for him as he kept trying to kill anyone in close proximity.
“I’m not playing,” he screamed kicking Arthur, his captors jerked him to the ground and pinned him. The bottle spun for a while not in any way affected by Romano’s protests. It slowed and stopped pointing at you.
Arthur and Alfred jerked Romano to his feet, he looked at the bottle, then at you, his eyes seemed to soften sli
Spin the Bottle (Sweden x reader)“_______” Alfred said in a singsong voice, you didn’t even look up from your book.Spin the Bottle (Sweden x reader) in Romance More Like This
“Yes, yes, just tell me when it’s my turn” you said waving him off.
It was your favorite part, the heroine was about to make her decision between life and death she chose the right way of course but still your pulse pounded, you felt dizzy, and butterflies filling your stomach.
You were sort of playing spin the bottle at your house, it was your birthday party and of all the people invited, you were the wallflower. Just standing in your place and reading your book, your attitude towards the whole thing was one of indifference.
You couldn’t wait to tell your best friend Berwald about this book!
Berwald was just like any other friend any other person had, except, you had never met him, or phoned him, or Skyped him, ever.
You two had met in an online book club sort of thing three years ago. You became quick friends but he didn’t have Skype and he politely said
Spin the Bottle (England x reader)“But I don’t want to” Kiku said trying to flee. Yao and Alfred caught hold of him and set him in front of the bottle.Spin the Bottle (England x reader) in Romance More Like This
He looked back at Yao “but what if…” He rather jerked his head in the direction of his crush (random female name).
(Me: you put your name there didn’t you? You; what? me? No! Me: Yes, you did admit it! You: I admit nothing! Me: ahh so you did put your name there! You: …yes… Me: I knew it I knew it! You: can we get back to the story? Me: huh? You’ve been reading all this? Man, I have some faithful readers)
“Too bad” Alfred said impatiently just spin the stupid thing Kiku gave up and spun the ‘stupid thing.’ Unfortunately, it pointed toward Yao who was hovering over his shoulder.
Kiku turned and stared at him for a second “I don’t want to kiss him!” almost everyone in the circle face-palmed.
“No, no” Alfred said pinching the bridge of his nose “you
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WARNING, DANGER, DANGER SUPER ULTRA HIGH LEVELS OF UTTER FLUFFINESS READ WITH CAUTION. DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE ASTHMA. No seriously, I nearly suffocated from fluff just writing this. ^^
But anyway enjoy <3
You trudged up the stairs to Ludwig’s apartment for his usual lecture and work out you were early today just so he might go easy on you during laps. Italy would no doubt be late and Japan on the very second Ludwig said to be there so you might spend some time talking to him.
You liked him a lot emphasis on the ‘a lot’ part. The trio had been your friend for quite awhile you had met Feli just before that nasty ‘tomato box spirit’ incident and of course Feli introduced you to the axis powers and you got to at least talk with some of the allies.
Ludwig was not happy to say the least he would accuse Feli of fraternizing with the enemy if he didn’t know how eccentric he was.
The door to the apartment was unlocked you turned the knob the door was only
Spin the Bottle (Russia x reader)Everyone was staring at the bottle then at Alfred then at Yao then back at the bottle.Spin the Bottle (Russia x reader) in Romance More Like This
“Weird” Prussia stated
“Odd” Francis remarked
“Random!” Arthur said enthusiastically.
Yao looked annoyed as Alfred inched toward him Alfred looked embarrassed.
“You owe me five dollars” Yao said pointedly Alfred turned red and thrust his hands in
his pockets grinning sheepishly.
“Technically more” he continued “but I’m in a generous mood” Lord knows how many times Alfred had asked him for loans and never paid him back.
Alfred muttered something about it all being tied up in investments and gave Yao a half-hearted punch.
“You STILL owe me five dollars,” Yao said, sounding indignant. (Yes people, it is true, I did reference America’s debt to China *bows head* I am ashamed)
America shuffled back to his spot.
Now it was some girl you didn’t know very well. Then it would be Ivan, you grinned at the though
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"Hey Ludwig!" You call out to your handsome German friend. He appears to be strewn across your couch, tired from doing so much work at school today. It must have been A LOT of work to make even Ludwig tired!
"Yes ____?" He asks, his voice muffled because he had his face buried in a pillow.
"Won't you play a game with me?" You sweetly ask him. Ludwig raises his head and looks you in the eyes. Those striking blue eyes...
"Nngh, I'm tired ____. Go play with Feliciano or something." He brushes you off.
You pout. "But this game is especially for us Ludwig! See, look!" You open a box of almond crush pocky, letting the sweet fragrance drift in the air. "Doesn't it smell nice?"
The smell wakes him up a little. "Hmm, Yes, I suppose. Alright, I will play this game with you____, but you owe me." A smirk enhances his features.
"Whatever, let's just play!" You put a stick of pocky in your mouth. "Ludwig, you take the other end."
He gets off the couch and sit
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"Veee~! Bella, play a game with me!" The bubbly Italian says, taking the opportunity to glomp you.
You laugh and squirm under his weight. "Haha! What kind of game, Feli?"
"Japan calls it the pocky game! He said it's a game for friends and lovers to play!" He nuzzles your cheek with his, catching a glimpse of his red-brown hair.
He's always so affectionate... you think. But that's part of the reason you fell for him. Feliciano always has a smile on his face, very friendly, very handsome and he's great at cooking! You squeal internally.
"W-why lovers?" you question, aware of a blush creeping on your face.
"Hmm, I don't think he told me that part, but will you play with me ____? It sounds fun~" Feliciano presses.
You give in to his demands, but not entirely. "Okay Feli, I'll play this game with you, but the loser has to make pasta for the winner!" You were sure you'd win at his little game; also you really loved his pasta.
"Okay!" He lets go of you an
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"Alright ____! It's time to play a game with the Hero!" Alfred yells.
"Ugh Alfred, shut up. I'm not in the mood." You say, throwing a pillow at him (which he dodges). You were at Alfred's house after school. He invited you over so you thought you might as well stay for a while, him being your crush after all, how could you say no?
But after staying up until 3 in the morning surfing the web and not getting enough sleep, it was getting to you. You didn't mean to be aggressive towards Alfred.
"Come on ____! You have to!" He exclaims.
"Nnn....no!" You regret the words as soon as they came out.
"Isn't that a little rude, I invite you to spend time with me at my house and you fall sleep on me! Not cool dude." You could hear the hurt in his voice.
"Fine! I'll play your game Alfred!" You say, getting off the couch. You didn't want the cute American angry at you. He was too cute to say no to anyway. His golden blonde hair with an ahoge, the restless blue eyes t
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You were at school, just spending lunch by yourself again. Your friends had late work to finish or went to go make out with their boyfriends, leaving you at a table by yourself. In your hand was a box of "fancy" pocky. It was a seasonal flavor, Mousse Berry Pocky. You place one of the delicate pocky sticks in your mouth and close your eyes.
Hmm, I heard lovers play this game called the pocky game. You recall. They use a stick of pocky and bite down on it together until they reach the middle and then-
You brush the thought of kissing out of your head, grinning a bit.
Suddenly you feel a jolt at the other end of your pocky stick. Who dares?
You open your eyes and recoil in surprise at seeing no one other than Francis Bonnefoy at the other end of your pocky. Francis, the handsome Frenchman, who had dated many girls and spoke the language of love, was trying to wink at you and keep the other end of the pocky in his mouth. You laugh at his feeb
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Hm...today's a nice day, you think. You leaned on the kotatsu table, with a book open but you didn't bother it. A voice calls.
"____! I found you!" It sounded like your Chinese friend Yao Wang.
You got cut off by Yao glomping you from the left side; he threw himself a little too hard and ended up falling on you. It was surprising , but sweet.
"Nnn, Yao, what's up?" You ask, blushing since his face was so close to yours. Damn, I knew he was cute but up close, he's something else. With those amber eyes, long black hair, his pale skin and an obsession with cute things. It made you swoon.
"Japan told me about this fun game to play! Would you like to play with me?" Yao asks. In his hand he held a box of -is that panda pocky? It's so cute! You thought.
"Sure, Yao, just...Get off me!" you say, but you end up laughing.
"Ah? Aiyaaah! ____, I'm so sorry! I was just excited to see you!" he laughs a little and gets off you, settin
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"Ah! Arthur! I've been looking for you!" You say as you approach the English gentleman sitting alone in a cafe.
"Oh, it's good to see you ____. Have a seat, love." He smiles warmly and gestures to an empty chair next to him. You do, and turn to see his emerald green eyes fixed on yours.
"So, what have you been doing here all by yourself?" A small rectangular box on the table catches your eye.
"Nothing really, just picking up a box of pocky. Would you like to try it, love?"
Your eyes twinkle. "Yes! But I've never tried this flavor before. Mixed Berry?"
Arthur nods and opens the box. "This one's my favorite. As a matter of fact, how about we play the pocky game?"
"Ooh! Let's do that!" You say excitedly. You've played the pocky game before, but not with Arthur. The pocky game almost always ended in kissing; It'd be a great time to steal a kiss from the handsome blonde.
"Alright love." Arthur takes out a pink cream-covered pocky stick. It smelled nice, lik
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"Ah, ____-san. You look nice in a kimono. Would you like to have a seat with me under the kotatsu?" Kiku asks, gesturing to an empty spot at the table.
"Thank you Kiku. I'd like that." You give him a smile and take a place to his right, lifting the blanket so you could get comfortable. Instant warmth envelopes you and your quiet Japanese friend.
"____-san, would you like some pocky?" He offers you a box of cream-covered biscuit sticks. The cream was pink and smelled of strawberries.
"Pocky? I've never heard of it, but it smells nice!" You say brightly, taking the box and examining it. "Is it strawberry?"
"Yes, the strawberry flavor is my favorite." Kiku looks you in the eyes, deep brown ones boring into your own orbs. "Erhm, ____-san, would you like to play a game?" A light blush covers his pale cheeks. You giggle.
"Sure! What kind of game is it?" You asks innocently, eyes growing wide.
So cute....Kiku thinks. Eh?! What am I thinking?! What if
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You were outside sitting on Ivan's porch, enjoying the warm sunlight and the view of a thousand rows of sunflowers. Sunflowers, you think. Ivan's favorite. Thoughts of your sweet Russian boyfriend ran through your mind.
"Where is he now? I told him to be back in an hour." You pout, chewing on a stick of pocky. Pocky was your favorite snack. It always made you feel better. Plus, that's how you and Ivan got together; it was through the pocky game. You sit reminiscing old memories, but a firm hand grasping your shoulder wakes you from your moment.
"Hello ____, you're looking as beautiful as ever." The Russian accent clear in his voice.
"Ivan!" You squeal and jump up to hug him. He does, and spins you around a few times, making you feel lightheaded. "I wasn't gone that long, was I?" He asks you, a small hint of worry in his voice.
"Kind of, but it doesn't matter because you're here now!" you tell him, burying your face in his chest. He smells nice...