Drunk!PrussiaxReader "Oktoberfesttt!" Your enthusiastic Prussian yelled before dashing out the door.
You quickly cut him off, sliding in front of the front door before he could leave,"Gilbert, don't get so drunk that I need to come get you. Please!?"
"Come on __________!" He whined, throwing his arms down in defeat,"West got actual beer from Munich! Löwenbräu! Fräulein, Löwenbräu!"
"___________!" He continually begged like a small child. "If Luddy can get drunk, why can't I!? It's my country to~o! Pleaseee!? Please! Please! Please!?"
"Fine!" You finally broke, sighing in defeat. "But if you call me at two in the morning to pick you up, I'll be sure you'll never be able to drink beer ever again!"
His crimson eyes widened and he swallowed hard. "J...Ja frau, I-I promise I'll get home on my own or stay with Luddy..."
"'I promise I'll get home on my own or stay with Luddy,'
PrussiaxReader "Prussia! Quit squirming around!" You snapped as you tightened the white bandages on his forearm.PrussiaxReader in Romance More Like This
The second you did so, the albino jumped. "So unawesome! You need to be careful with the awesomeness ___________!"
"Shut up." Looking at the various cuts and bruises you have yet to tend to. "So Gilbo, who did you piss off this time?"
"Russia~!" He exclaimed, bare chest slightly puffed out and a cocky grin on his face. "Couldn't handle my awesomeness! Knocked him out with one arm behind my back!"
Sick of the man's cocky attitude, you tugged painfully on a strand of his white hair. "Ow! Hölle heil frau! You have some muscle on you! Almost as awesome as mine."
You watched with a poker face as he started flexing in front of you. "You know I don't have to take care of you, right? I'm just here to help your brother out."
"Pffff! Screw Vest." His raised his eyebrows suggestively before bringing himself closer to you,"You know you vant
PrussiaxReader: Dive The water felt cool as it enveloped your body. You didn't try to fight it. You couldn't swim. Struggling would just waste your energy faster. Whoever pushed you off the edge must've been feeling really good about themselves now.PrussiaxReader: Dive in Romance More Like This
Here's the story: you got a letter in the mail that was seemly written by your best friend and long-time crush Gilbert Beildschmidt. The letter told you to meet him at a cliff, overlooking the ocean.
Thinking he was going to admit he had feelings for you, you went. While waiting for him, you sat on the edge, watching the waves hit against the rocky edge.
Someone came up from behind you, making you turn only enough to see a female face with a grin before you were falling into the ocean. Now you rest in the ocean, your watery grave awaiting.
A wave pushed you forward, slamming you into the side and knocking all the remaining air in your body out. Trying to swim upwards, struggling for air, you tried swimming upwards once more.
PrussiaxReader: Not Alone on Christmas Once more, you watched as Prussia slipped out of the house. Christmas Eve and all that man could do was leave everyone to their own business. Sure he was used to being alone but that didn't mean he always had to be.PrussiaxReader: Not Alone on Christmas in Romance More Like This
Going to the door, you grabbed your gloves and scarf before rushing out the door after him. 'Stubborn nation...' you thought quietly to yourself, finding his figure in the distance, blending in with the white of the falling snow.
Chasing after him, you felt your mind dizzying. What could he possibly be doing for the umpteenth time for the night that caused him to leave his family and friends behind on the holidays?
You stayed near behind, watching as he walked along the snowy streets of Berlin. Not many people were out, a car or two rushing by as you followed quietly behind him.
After awhile, he stopped at a cement wall, no specifics behind it. There was graffiti littering it and the age obviously showed. Parts were broken and torn away
Neko!GilbertxReader: Pt 2 Gilbert awoke hours later with a start, something made him feel uneasy. His eyes immediately darted to where his brother once lay asleep. Fear filled him as he realized that neither his brother or you were anywhere to be found.Neko!GilbertxReader: Pt 2 in Romance More Like This
Shooting up out of bed, he quickly escaped his bedroom and sought you out. In no time at all, terrible thoughts began to fill his head over what you might be doing.
There was a loud explosion, sending pain into his fragile eardrums and then Ludwig's screams. Gilbert suddenly filled with adrenaline and rushed to where he heard Ludwig's cries.
Bursting into the room, he instinctively readied himself to attack, almost missing the scene of you holding his crying baby brother and trying to calm him down. The second the door burst open, you quickly spun and quickly went back to calming Ludwig.
"What...? Did you do anything...to mein bruder...?"
You shook your head and went towards him, handing him
Neko!GilbertxReader: Pt. 1 "Big brother...I'm so hungry..." Ludwig complained, trying not to sound like he's unappreciative of what his older brother goes through to keep them going. "I can feel my stomach eating itself..."Neko!GilbertxReader: Pt. 1 in Romance More Like This
The albino laughed hollowly, trying to keep his baby brother's spirits up. "Don't worry...your stomach can't eat itself so it won't eat itself..."
Both brothers were genetically altered male specimens at a secret lab in the countryside. They managed to escape and hide out in a town many ways over where the laboratory couldn't touch them.
Ludwig was the youngest, only about 9 years old with blond hair that fell in his face and the most gorgeous blue eyes. His older brother Gilbert (about 18) was an albino with white hair and two red eyes, although his left one was scratched and blinded. Ludwig and Gilbert wore cat tails and ears, the latter of which matched his hair color-white. Ludwig had black rather than the expected blond.
Neko!PrussiaxReader: Pt 3 Ludwig woke up the next morning, dragging his feet behind him. His brother wasn't in his room so he went into yours only to see you snuggled comfortably up to his brother.Neko!PrussiaxReader: Pt 3 in Romance More Like This
Smiling, he climbed up beside you both and snuggled in between you, shutting his blue eyes again. Your arms wrapped around him and you breathed out slightly. When he entered, you had arisen from your sleep.
"What's wrong Ludwig...?"
"I was looking for mein bruder..." He said stubbornly, crossing his arms in the meanwhile. You laughed slightly and hugged him,"Why are you hugging me...!?"
"Because you're so cute and cuddly~!" You said in a happy voice, sleepy tone dripping from it. "Why won't you let me hug you?"
"I'm guessing you slept good frau...?" Gilbert said softly as he awoke as well. His arm was around you in a second. "You seem really happy this morning..."
"Thank you Gilbert...for last night...it's been so long..." You snuggle
Nekotalia!PrussiaxReader It felt like the entire world was on fire around you. A burning inferno surrounded you with no chance of escape. As it backed you into a corner, you felt as though all chances of survive had gone.Nekotalia!PrussiaxReader in Romance More Like This
Smoke enveloped you, making it near impossible to breath. Above you, the floorboards groaned pitifully, sending a wooden pillar down on top of you and rendering you useless. The rest of the house crashed down in suit.
Your body ached painfully as everything around you fell quiet. Flames burned out to embers. Wood turned into soot and ash. Persons could be heard dispersing, probably giving up hope that there was anyone or anything there.
Climbing through the darkness, you started desperately crying out for any source of help. Slowly advancing your way up to the only source of light you could see, you tried crying out louder. Outside, it felt so crisp and cold, you could see what little breaths you were able to exhale.
By the time you
RomanoxReader: Stronger Her voice so pure.RomanoxReader: Stronger in Romance More Like This
Her gaze so soft.
Her hair so silky.
Yet so strong.
His voice so spiteful.
His words usually dirtied.
His glare, cold.
So many problems.
He had to rely on others for help.
Yet, when he was with her...
Romano held you close, not knowing what to do in this situation. Spain was so terrible at explaining things, Romano would have to simply complaining about it.
Your body felt limp and lifeless in his arms, shock was still taking over you from the sudden change of pace. People around you were wondering what exactly was going on.
"R...Romano..." You whispered as tears surfaced in your eyes. "Why...why did you even consider...?"
"____________...you're the most perfect person I have ever met..." His voice was hardly above a whisper. "You shouldn't be hanging around me...that's why I'm...brea
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It was so cold. Snow had been falling heavily for the past half hour, your clothes completely drenched to the skin. Your body was cold and starting to refuse to move as you walked along.
You had just spent the past half hour driving to your ex's house during a winter storm to find him cheating (on your anniversary might I add) and then began to come home in anger, then, you car broke down, forcing you to walk the rest of the 3 miles home. To make matters worse, the storm took a turn for the worst and giant snowflakes had begun to fall and cut off your vision.
Now the world was empty and darkened by the storm, even the lampposts in town were hardly giving any light to help show you back home. Crossing your arms across your body, you tried to consume yourself in the only warmth you had left.
An object buried beneath the snow tripped you over, sending you painfully to the ground. You tried to stand up but every time you failed, crashing back into the snow and gaining new injuries.
GermanyxReaderxIreland One thing that always seemed to take you off-guard was the close relation to your two friends, Ludwig Beildschmidt and Seamus Kirkland. You knew that Seamus' younger brother, Arthur, and Ludwig couldn't be considered anything close to friends.GermanyxReaderxIreland in Romance More Like This
Second, those two barely had anything in common. Seamus was a carefree, happy-go-lucky Irishman. Ludwig was a strict, drill-sergeant type German man.
On many occasions, you believed it was the beer. Yes, both men could undoubtably drink pints of the amber alcohol and be able to hold it down rather well. Although, when a meeting was held at either's country, they'd end up at the bar, occasionally with their siblings.
And guess which lovely little nation did the bars or pubs usually call?
Yes, since you were a close friend and ally to both nations (meaning Germany and Ireland), you were often called at ridiculous hours of the night (maybe even at daybreak) to come collect them.
A seat accompannied by a stare (PrussiaXReader)Your free period. Finally it came. You gathered some studying material together, whilst slacking a sigh of relief. Just this last hour and then you’d be free to go home at last! Though as your exams were just around the corner, you didn’t really have as much freedom as you’ve preferred.A seat accompannied by a stare (PrussiaXReader) in Romance More Like This
But it was better than having loads of assignments and stuff dumped on you so you guessed you could swing with it. Your shoulder bag swinging against the back of your knees with every step you took you made your way to one of the empty lunch halls.
Your school being as big as it was, didn’t usually use vacated classrooms for free periods, instead opting for a huge room in which two teachers at most struggled to keep the peace and quiet.
Following the orders from the teacher on duty, you told her your name and class number before she allowed you to choose a seat. Rubbing your neck tiredly, you walked over to it and plonked yourself down, resting your head against the cool table fo
How to protect yourself (PrussiaXReader)You were over at a certain albino's place, kicking his arse at video-games. Which he would of course always deny but claiming you had distracted him somehow. And you were truthfully. Gilbert'd had his eye on you ever since you'd turned into the young woman you were, but he'd always harboured feelings for you.How to protect yourself (PrussiaXReader) in Romance More Like This
It was only then that he realised his childish crush on you was turning into a full-blown first love. And he was worried to death about you at the moment.
You'd just started working out at the nearby gym, which he also happened to frequent. In fact he was the one that had recommended it to you. But he heard the others talking about you in the changing rooms.
He frowned just remembering the blissful expressions on their faces.
"She was like totally cute! Hey, d'ya think you could help me out with the new, big weights?" Alfred asked his friend Mathias loudly. He shook his head. "No way man! That's what I was going to do!"
Gilbert growled as he lifted his shirt over his head, making
Just a humanjukebox (PrussiaXReader)"Nyannanyanyaaa, nyanayanayanay nyanyanaynyanyanyanyanyanyanyan~" Gilbert sang, smiling cheerily, easily beating your player up on the screen. You gnashed your teeth in frustration at your loss.Just a humanjukebox (PrussiaXReader) in Romance More Like This
He didn't stop singing so you kicked him in his side, making sure he felt your irritation. "Dammit Gil! Just shut the hell up already!"
"No can do frau~ You see, for the moment all I'm gonna do is pretend to be a jukebox, an awesome one at that~" You raised your eyebrow at him, had he finally gone insane?
"And you know the only way to get a jukebox to change songs is to use-"
"Money. Are you broke again?" You interjected, patronizingly folding your arms. He waved your comment away, a smirk on his face. "Nein, nein, just listen, give me something and I'll change songs for you."
By this time, your player was pummelling his, which made you grin in satisfaction. "Not so awesome now are ya?" You taunted, poking his cheek.
Snorting, he rested his hands behind his head and leant back arrogantly. "Plea
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
Pure pt.4 (Demon PrussiaXReader) “Amigo, let us show you-“Pure pt.4 (Demon PrussiaXReader) in Romance More Like This
“’ow to treat a woman.”
“Watch and learn.” They finished together, a matching smirk on their face.
You gasped when Antonio placed his hands on your hips once more, pulling you closer to him. “Now chica, put your hand here.” He bought your hand up to his shoulder, him mirroring your actions but setting his hand on your lower back. “With these ones, we hold out.” He instructed, clasping your hand in his gently and holding them up in the air.
Meanwhile Francis was holding back Gilbert. The Frenchman had conjured up several chains from thin air, entangling them around his body so he could not but watch whilst Antonio took hold of you. “Step back, no no, just one step. Now back forward and forward again.”
He chuckled as he coached you into learning the dance. It was completely alien to you as the only dances you knew were country ones which had be danced with a large group of peo
'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) RQ 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
Let them have their moment (PrussiaXReader)A high-pitched squeal rent the air and you gasped, finally feeling freed of your burden you sagged back against the white cushions and tried to catch your breath. Gilbert was staring at the bundle of child that the doctor was weighing and checking, his hand tightly frozen around yours. “Congratulations, it’s a girl.”Let them have their moment (PrussiaXReader) in Romance More Like This
The albino stood up as if in a daze, reaching out for his new-born daughter. Cradling her in his arms, he gazed at her, his red eyes wide with wonder. He glanced at you as though he was seeking reassurance that this moment was real and not just a figment of his over-active imagination. Smiling tiredly at him, you held out your hand.
After gently giving your child to you, he sat down and just stared at the two of you. It was unlike him to be so quiet, so you rubbed your thumb over his hand. “Y’okay?” You croaked, your sore throat aching when you spoke instead of groaning for a change.
“J-ja.” He murmured back, his eyes still o
Pure pt.5 (Demon PrussiaXReader)“Hey, can I ask you a question?”Pure pt.5 (Demon PrussiaXReader) in Romance More Like This
“And no matter what it is, you’ll answer right?”
“How did you become a demon?”
Gilbert froze, his crimson eyes wide as he processed your question. “Huh?” He blinked in confusion. “How I became a demon?” You nodded enthusiastically, inching closer to him. He shifted back a bit, one of his arms slung across the back of the plush sofa you two were currently sitting on. Soft sunlight sneaked in past the curtains of the library, the comfortable silence roaming past the old bookshelves which were stuffed to the brink with dusty tomes in ancient languages.
“Vhy vould you vant to knov zhat?” He muttered, his gaze aimed at the floor, to the side but in any case not at you. “I’m just curious about this whole devil-demon thing. I mean you said before that most people don’t....change into them. And yet, you did. So I want t
Hasty (PrussiaXReader)The gentle wind ruffled some of your soft hair from your forehead. The book you'd been so engrossed in was resting on your stomach. The sunlight that filtered through the leaves created warm criss-cross patterns on your arms, that shifted every next moment.Hasty (PrussiaXReader) in Romance More Like This
Your breath was as even as the ticking of a watch, perfectly balanced as you snored away gently. The comfortableness of the afternoon had sneaked up on you and had covered you with a light blanket of peaceful sleep.
Cue the quiet-destroyer. Gilbert smirked as he hovered over your figure, his lips ghosting over yours. He pressed his lips fervently against yours, tracing yours with his tongue.
Still groggy from the doze, you blinked your eyes to see the Prussian kissing you. When he saw your (e/c) orbs glare at him he pulled back a bit, still pressing his frame close to yours.
"......Hey frau." Your eyes widened at his blasé greeting. "Get the hell off of me." You threatened, your expression dark.
He merely smirked and shook his head.
Pure pt.6 (Demon PrussiaXReader) You parted your lips, your reply making him grin wider than you’d ever seen before.Pure pt.6 (Demon PrussiaXReader) in Romance More Like This
He started laughing, a overjoyed and relieved expression on his face. “Zhank you!” he cried, holding you tightly to him and laughing loudly. “Danke, danke, danke!” He cried, biting his lip and staring at you, feeling more happiness than he’d ever had.
Caressing his cheek, you gazed back lovingly at him, feeling your heart rate increase. That smile of his, it literally took your breath away. “Do you zhink I vould be allowed zu...” He murmured, his ruby eyes already halfclosed as he inched closer to you. “Allowed to do what?”
You breathed, shivering when you felt his exhaled breath on your lips. “Vould I be allowed zu have a kiss?” He mumbled, gulping in anticipation when you shakily nodded your head. If his heart would work, it would be going a mile a minute. Finally, he could claim his prize.
An inch stil
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A heavy weight was crushing your chest. You tried to shift out of the way, knowing without opening your eyes what it was.
"Get off Gilbert."
"Nien." He mumbled, tightening his hold on your waist.
You propped yourself up on your elbows, frowning down at the man.
His face was pressed in between your breasts, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist.
He did this every night. Sneaking into your bed, leaving you to wake up extremely pissed.
Gilbert had been doing this for two years now.
You could lock your door, set up booby traps and even a burglar alarm. The Prussian managed to get past all of them without waking you up.
"What will your girlfriend think Gilbert?"
He scowled, nuzzling his face against your chest. You blushed, trying to hide it with an angry glare.
Okay. Maybe you liked waking up with him at your side. Maybe you forgot to lock your door every now and then.
You liked Gilbert, more tha
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You're awesome to me
Gilbert hated life. There was a time when he had relished life. A time when he was on top of the world and anything was possible. That time had come and passed, leaving him behind, broken.
The therapist told Gilbert that She understood and that, He would be 'As good as new.' The psychologist told Gilbert that he knew what Gilbert was going through and that 'They would get through this together.'
Empty words. They only wanted to be paid. To them, Gilbert was no more then another screwed up person who was to be put through the paces, then proclaimed normal.
That would happen if he actually went to the said therapist and Psychologist. But he didn't. There was no point. He knew he would be alone and didn't need extra cheerful bull crap to shove it in his face.
Walking over to the park bench, he sat down, sighing. At moments like these, when his brother and friends weren't around, he was reminded of the ac
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An Awesome Valentine's day
Valentines Day. Just like any other day of the year.
It wan't that you hated it. You just felt no need to celebrate it.
That was a lie. You always bought your self a small box of chocolates. Just so you could say that you had some.
But still, the holiday was like a scab on the calender.
Sighing you turned on your laptop. After checking your messages on DeviantART you turned to the only thing that allowed you to escape the world for a while.
Fan fictions. To be more precise, CountryxReaders.
After a moment of thinking, you smiled and typed "PrussiaxReader" in the search bar.
The next two hours went by in a flash as you read fan fiction after fan fiction. You only became aware of the passage of time when you reached out and felt around the inside of the small chocolate box. It was empty, you had eaten all of them.
Sighing you chucked it in the waste basket and clicked on another Prussi
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More than a snack
You glowered at your reflection in the dusty mirror, wondering how it had come to this. your fingers tapped lightly against the ugly purple bruise nestled in the crook of your neck.
Scratch that, you knew exactly how this had happened. All because of a stupid desire, a childish wish.
You sat on the edge of your bed, trying to hold back the wave of tears. You were suffering internally.
Suffering from the taunts of the other girls at school, suffering from the sexually harassment the boys seemed to enjoy putting you through. Suffering from the Teachers ridicule and lack of interest in the bullying.
"Damn Them, Damn them all to hell." You whispered. flopping onto your bed and burying your face in the covers. A few tears escaped, sliding down your face, leaving a salty wet trail behind them.
"You know, it's not very nice being damned." a lightly accented voice spoke up. Yo
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Do that again and I'll......
Your mother loved to volunteer. Baking, sewing, knitting, firefighting. You name it, she did it. But she did too much. Which is why you were stuck with the duty of baking cookies for a children's hospital. You wouldn't have minded if it was just you baking. Unfortunately, your accidental friend Gilbert had decided that he wanted to help you.
"Go away Gilbert." You snapped at him, stirring the batter. He smirked, his silvery white hair glinting in the mid-day sunlight. Leaning over you shoulder, he dipped his fingers in the batter, scooping some into his mouth.
You elbowed him and glared. He fake gasped, pretending to clutch his heart in dismay.
"Come on Frau!! Cooking is supposed to be fun!"
He continued whining, wrapping his arms about your waist and resting his chin against your shoulder. You ignored him, well, ignored him as best as you could. The guy needed to have an off switch for his v
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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
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You walked through the throng of milling cats ans Elizabeta explained the purpose of the shelter.
"All of these cats need a home and someone who can care for them."
You nodded, nearly tripping over a large dark grey cat. It looked up at you, it's purple eyes glaring. You shivered and stepped around it.
"Elizabeta!!" You both looked towards the voice.
A guy wearing a pink dress flipped a piece of his shoulder length hair. Elizabeta rolled her eyes.
The guy struck a pose and pouted, "You, like totally putting her asleep vid dat speech. Just let her pick a cat!!!"
Elizabeta opened her mouth to speak, but stopped when you shrieked.
A rather big white cat was climbing up your leg. He had red eyes and a few scars on his face. A tattered ribbon was tied around his neck.
"GILBERT!!" Elizabeta stomped over, grabbing the cat and holding him up to her eye level.
"What have I said about doing that?"
The cat s
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Hacking my life
1). Extremely impressive or daunting; inspiring great admiration, apprehension, or fear.
2). Extremely good; excellent.
A simple word, often used excessively by teenagers. But for you, it wasn't just a word. For the government and all internet providers and website owners, it was a threat and a promise, all rolled into one simple word.
"Mr.Awesome" was the code name of the world's best hacker. A man who could hack any computer, could create viruses that got past even the best security. A man whose identity was as mysterious as Batman's. You only knew his identity if he wanted you to. So far, no one knew.
Just the sight of his logo, a tiny doodle of a yellow chick, was enough to send entire governments into immediate action. They had hired hackers, people they used to track, to attempt to catch the man. No one could.
Except maybe you.
Cracking your knuckles, you grinned at the dimly glowing s
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Going to a new school was always awkward, always a hassle. And you hated it.
You stared at the glowering faces of your new classmates. Yeah, just like the teacher said. You were really welcome here. After all, death glares and 'I'm going to beat the shit outta you.' looks were normal.
Yeah totally welcome, all that was missing was the giant cake with the words, "FUCK OFF" on it.
One student actually smiled at you his red eyes twinkling. And then he ruined it by making an extremely perverted gesture.
Great. And to think that the only reason you were here was because your mother love the uniform. Just great.
Every class you went to that day had you go through the humiliation of introducing yourself. Each time you endured the glares of the other students.
At lunch, you sat in the bathroom, not feeling ready to deal with the stares of the other students. It was what you always did. At least until you were
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PrussiaxReader- oneshot drabble
I Am Awesome
"________." Your sister called up the stairs "There's a package on the-----."
You leapt down the stairs, past your sister and out the door before she could finish her sentence.
What had gotten you so excited?
Your Hetalia Prussia bag.
Your friends though you were stupid for being obsessed with an Anime Character. They were ones to talk, half the movie stars they liked you found down right repulsive.
You ran back inside, up the stairs and into your room. Ripping the package open, you smiled.
"______! I'm leaving for work!" Your sister called up the stairs.
" 'K!" You hung the bag on a hook near your closet door, right next to your Italy bag.
"It looks AWESOME!!" You sang the last word, grinning.
"Ja, It really does." A familiar accented voice piped up.
Turning around slowly, you gaped at the figure sprawled across your bed. It was Prussia, or an extremely good cosplayer
Accidental Confession PrussiaxReader“The world is out to get me, I swear,” you growled to yourself as you flopped down onto Ludwig’s couch. You’d finally gotten the courage to tell Gilbert that you had feelings for him, but everyone and their mother decided that today would be the perfect day to follow you around and interrupt you each time you tried. And the whole world, literally, was on your shoulders. Every other frickin’ country knew you were trying to confess and wanted to know how it was going. But each time one of them came to bother you about it, they ended up causing such a disruption that you couldn’t go through with it.Accidental Confession PrussiaxReader in Romance More Like This
Part of you had to wonder if they were doing this on purpose, because seriously their timing was too perfect. Thinking back on all your attempts, you were honestly freaked out about just how all of your friends managed to pop up during your attempted confessions.
“Uh, h-hey, Gil?”
The cocky Prussian turned with a grin
CIRL PrussiaxReaderSighing in exhaustion, you left your last class for the day and headed back to your apartment. You didn't know why, but you just couldn't keep your eyes open for very long today. It's not like you didn't get enough sleep last night. Heck, you didn't even get too much sleep. You'd gotten an almost even eight hours, so you should be fine. But for some reason, you weren't. And despite all of your efforts to wake up, your body wasn't having it.CIRL PrussiaxReader in Romance More Like This
So with eyelids drooping, you trudged your merry way back home.
With a happy groan, you entered your one-floor apartment and flopped down on the floor, not even bothering to close the door just yet. After contemplating the pros and cons of falling asleep in your entry way, you decided it might be a tad bit safer for your health if you slept in your bed. Because having someone get into your house is no biggie.
Wearily standing up, you closed and locked your door, dropped your school stuff in the kitchen and made your way to your bedroom. Your bed had
Fine By Me PrussiaxReader SongficYou're not the type, type of girl to remainFine By Me PrussiaxReader Songfic in Romance More Like This
With the guy, with the guy too shy, too afraid
To say he'll give his heart to you forever.
I'm not the boy that will fall to his knees
With his hands clasped tight, begging, begging you please
To stay with him for worse or for better.
Sometimes Gilbert had to wonder how the two of you ever got together. A lot of other people wondered too, but he usually ignored them. But there were times he really thought about how the two of you attracted each other. He was loud, arrogant, and obnoxious while you were sweet, quiet, and almost everything he wasn't. You were the kind of girl who liked to hear that she was loved or cared for and he was the kind of guy who didn't go around shouting his feelings for the world to hear. You two were almost opposites, yet you'd been dating for just over six months.
As much as he hated to admit it, Gilbert sometimes worried that his lack of caring would drive you away. That you'd get fed up with his arrogance
Falling for the Brother PrussiaxReader"Luddy! I'm hoooommmmeee!" you cried out dramatically as you let yourself in to your boyfriend's house. And instead of hearing him chuckling at your strange behavior or see him making his way towards you, you got silence.Falling for the Brother PrussiaxReader in Romance More Like This
"Maybe he's asleep?" you mused to yourself as you made your way to his bedroom. Although, he knew you were coming over around this time. You peeked into his room only to not see him and then went to his study. Not there either. Thoroughly confused, you went back downstairs and went to the garage. And he wasn't there either.
Feeling a little annoyed, you re-entered the house and sat down on the stairs, wondering where your boyfriend could be.
Cue door slamming open and an obnoxious voice screaming for all of the world to hear.
"Ze Awesome Me has returned! Bow down to ze awesome!" You literally almost fell over from the force behind the shout. Rubbing your ears, you looked up to see a tall man standing in the doorway with gleaming red eyes, and hair that practically glo
Circus PrussiaxReaderSometimes being a country really sucked. Especially when your economy wasn't doing too well, which was the situation you currently found yourself in. Your country, (Country Name), had had a hard time picking itself back up after World War 2, and because of that you couldn't afford to live on your own for a while. Luckily, you and Ludwig were very close friends so he had offered to let you live with him until you could live on your own again. At first, you hadn't wanted to impose, but he had insisted so you finally agreed. But only if you could do work around the house to make your stay less intrusive.Circus PrussiaxReader in General Fiction More Like This
"(Name) I'm going to training with Italy and Japan. Prussia should be back sometime soon, so you von't be alone for very long."
"Ok Ludwig. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine." That was something you appreciated about Ludwig. He always made sure that you were safe and were able to take care of yourself.
"Ja. Vell I'll be going. I'll see you later tonight."
"Alright. If Feli doesn't want t
Grandpa Matchmaker 2 GermanyxReader" Grandpa Germania ..Why would you ask me something like that?"Grandpa Matchmaker 2 GermanyxReader in Romance More Like This
"Vell I'd like to know ven I can expect great-grandchildren."
" Ludwig and I aren't even officially a couple. How could we possibly be having sex already."
"I don't know vat kinds of things you young people get into. Don't most people have sex at your age?"
"Some of them, yes. But not us."
"Vell you should get on zat. I'm not getting any younger."
Ah, what lovely conversations you'd started having with Walthari ever since Ludwig had asked you out on a date.
You and Ludwig had now known each other for almost three months and had been on multiple dates but weren't officially dating yet. Walthari had yet to let that fact go. He was impatient for the two of you to really be together and didn't see why that hadn't happened yet. It was amusing in its way, but kind of embarrassing because you didn't want Ludwig to just drop the whole thing all together because he felt rushed.
You definitely wouldn
CIRL GermaniaxReaderScrunching your eyebrows in concentration, you furiously typed on your laptop in an attempt to get your thoughts out before they vanished. You were currently working on a paper for your Composition class and you had just been struck with inspiration. So before you could forget your genius idea, you hurriedly added sentence after sentence to your paper.CIRL GermaniaxReader in Romance More Like This
With a sigh, you leaned back and re-read everything you'd just typed. Which you were damn proud of, by the way. You weren't finished just yet, but this burst of intelligence had set you on a roll and you weren't stopping anytime soon. Although you hated writing essays, you couldn't complain about this one because you were writing about the history of Germania. You'd been skeptical at first, but once you started doing the research you realized that Germania had actually been a really interesting country.
You grinned as you finished another paragraph. You were on such a roll right now! There were already six pages finished and you only nee
CIRL SpainxReaderSinging along with your iPod loudly, you danced around your apartment as you worked on your chores. Cleaning was never as boring when you were goofing off.CIRL SpainxReader in Romance More Like This
You made your way around the living room, straightening different items, dusting the furniture, and vacuuming the carpets. Once you finished in there you went into the kitchen, grabbing the cleaner from under the sink. The kitchen was no fun to clean, but it had to be done. So with a sigh, you started wiping down the countertops.
Halfway through the job, a cute love song started playing and you dropped what you were doing to waltz across the tile floor. You held your hands in the air, pretending that you were dancing with a handsome man.
Your eyes slid shut and a soft smile appeared on your face and you twirled around the room. At the end of a spin, a solid figure filled your arms and began to dance with you.
Your eyes popped open and you stared in shock at the smiling man who spun you away from him only to bring you back up against
CIRL 2P!GermanyxReaderTo say you had lost your temper may be the tiniest understatement you've ever made .CIRL 2P!GermanyxReader in Romance More Like This
Ok, eff that, it was the biggest lie of the century. You'd done more than lose your temper. You'd gone past temper to turn into some Hulk-Godzilla-crazy-psycho-war mongering demon from hell. And your poor apartment had suffered for it.
Chairs were upended, cushions and pillows were all over the place, and everything was just in general chaos. You hadn't broken anything, which you were very grateful for. You honestly hadn't been paying complete attention during your rampage and therefore weren't 100% as to the state of your belongings.
Sighing heavily, you cursed yourself for getting so mad and began straightening up. You really shouldn't have let such a small thing as your boss being lazy and making you do all the work, again, get to you.
Your hands clenched at the reminder of why you'd made this mess in the first place, but you quickly relaxed them. You might actually break something if y
CIRL FrancexReaderYou huddled under your blankets and wondered why you kept doing this to yourself. "This" being playing creepy video games late into the night and not being able to sleep because of it. It's like you wanted to worsen your mild fear of the dark. And this particular evening was especially horrible because there was a very bad thunderstorm going on outside. The lightning flashes illuminated your room and cast creepy shadows on your walls.CIRL FrancexReader in Romance More Like This
"I am never playing that game again," you muttered to yourself, certain you would listen to yourself this time. As anther thunder crash shook your house, you squeaked and dived further into your sheets, hoping that some crazy monster hadn't decided to suddenly exist and run amok in your home.
The rational part of you felt extremely silly for still being afraid like this, but the imaginative part of you couldn't stop coming up with crazy creatures that could be lurking everywhere. It kept turning every little noise you heard into the result of some gross,
*Request* PrussiaXReader"Oh, come on, frau! You're being so unawsome!"*Request* PrussiaXReader in Romance More Like This
"I don't give a damn, Gilbert! Now get outta my kitchen!"
Usually, you could handle Gilbert Beilschmidt's constant, obnoxious douchebaggery, but today, he had gone a step too far.
The night before, Gilbert had snuck into your room while you slept and managed to acquire one of your bras. Then, as if stealing your undergarments wasn't enough already, he decided to parade around the apartment complex with it, wearing it on his head.
Of course, he made perfectly sure to tell anyone who asked exactly whom the bra belonged to, and exactly what the cup size was.
Needless to say, you were pissed.
"You're an asshole, you know that?! A grade 'A' fucktard in every sense of the word!!"
Gilbert winced, flinching back from you, slightly. He hadn't expected you to be so upset with him. You were a tough girl, and it usually took a lot to offend you, so he had honestly thought your re
*Request* Depressed!ItalyXReader"Rah rah, ah-ah-ah, romah, ro-mah-mah, gaga, ooh la la, want your bad romance~!" You sung, dancing around your living room. It was a relatively nice day, and you were cheerfully goofing off at home, listening to whatever random songs came on the radio.*Request* Depressed!ItalyXReader in Romance More Like This
You were planning on going over to your friend Feliciano's house. since you hadn't heard from him all that much in the last few days.
You were about to trot down up the stairs to your bedroom to pick out some cute clothes when your cellphone vibrated in your pocket, startling you.
You took a brief moment to glance at the caller ID. It was one of your other friends, Kiku Honda.
"Moshi-moshi, (Y/n)-chan. I apologize if you were busy, but I need your assistance."
"Uh, sure, Kiku. What's the problem?"
"Its about Feliciano-kun."
That caught your attention.
"He refuses to come out of his room, and he wont let anybody else come inside..."
"And how long has it been going on?"
"He's been lik
*Reader Insert* Nekotalia Crap - Chapter 8Summary: In which the Hetalia nations are all cats that the reader happens to own. Enjoy~*Reader Insert* Nekotalia Crap - Chapter 8 in Humor More Like This
Sometimes, having as many cats as you did could be a real pain in your ass.
"No! Americat, stop! This isn't for you!"
"Its for Caneko!"
"CA. NE. KO." Y'know? Your younger littermate?!"
You facepalmed. Hard.
Caneko whined softly from his spot under the coffee table.
As earlier mentioned, Caneko was Americat's younger littermate. They did share a sort of...family resemblance, but there were certain, not-so-subtle differences.
Caneko, for one, was much quieter. To the point where it made him difficult to notice, actually. His tail and neck ruff were a light cream color instead of dark brown, like America's. His head shape was slightly different, too, but most importantly, he weighed so much less.
However, Since he was so hard to notice, Caneko had actually been a little neglected.
*Reader Insert* Nekotalia Crap - Chapter 9Summary: In which the Hetalia nations are all cats which the reader happens to own. Enjoy~*Reader Insert* Nekotalia Crap - Chapter 9 in Humor More Like This
It was 3:46 am. You were half asleep, laying face down in bed. And, apparently, there was something...licking your ankle?
Oh dear sweet Jesus what?
Yes. There was, in fact, something licking your ankle. And, being the logical person you were, you decided to take the most logical choice of action in response to this discovery.
Screaming and flailing, you somehow managed to not only fall off of the bed, but get yourself tangled hopelessly in the sheets while doing so.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT OH MY GOD."
It was only then that you registered the dull stinging pain shooting up your leg, as well as the pair of glowing red eyes watching you from atop your nearly bare mattress.
"Son of a-ROMANIACAT! Why would you do that!?"
Romania, a fluffy white tom covered in cinnamon colored spots, mewed innocently at you, leaping from the bed and onto the floor in
*Reader Insert* Nekotalia Crap - Chapter 5Summary: In which the Hetalia nations are all cats that the reader happens to own. Enjoy~*Reader Insert* Nekotalia Crap - Chapter 5 in Humor More Like This
By this time, you weren't sure weather to be disgusted or amazed.
You were just gonna go with both.
You were currently in McDonald's with one of your cats; Americat, and he was just doggin' it.
He had already finished 3 Big Mac's, bun and all, and he was still going! Sure, you had a good enough appetite, but Americat's stomach was a bottomless pit compared to yours!
There were other customers who had stopped eating just to stare at you. Children were pointing and squealing in awe. Several of the McDonald's employee's had gathered around you as well, watching in stunned silence.
You sighed, resting your chin in you hands. This was nothing new to you, yet somehow, it managed to freak you out just a little bit every time you saw it.
Needless to say, Americat was a glutton. He ate anything and everything that tasted good by his standards. McDonald's, Burger King,
*Reader Insert* Nekotalia Crap - Chapter 7Summary: In which the Hetalia nations are all cats that the reader happens to own. Enjoy~*Reader Insert* Nekotalia Crap - Chapter 7 in Humor More Like This
Just another average day in an average neighborhood filled with average people going about their average lives...
"Russia, get down from there!!"
...all except you, of course.
It seemed trouble had decided to take up residence in your kitchen this fine morning. One of your cats, Russiacat, to be exact, was perched happily atop your kitchen cabinets, his back mere inches from the ceiling. He was crouched, and ready to jump.
Now, normally, this wouldn't bother you. You'd just shrug it off and go back to whatever you were doing.
THIS SITUATION WAS ANYTHING BUT NORMAL.
Russiacat had sprained one of his paws earlier in the week. Badly. If he put too much pressure on it, he could break it.
You had been trying your absolute hardest to keep him off his feet, but he just wouldn't stay down!
It was starting to get ridiculous. Honestly, you'd think a cat his size woul
*Reader Insert* Nekotalia Crap - Omake - 1Summary: In which the Hetalia nations are all cats that the reader happens to own. Enjoy~*Reader Insert* Nekotalia Crap - Omake - 1 in Humor More Like This
You let out a long sigh through your nose, leaning back in the backyard porch swing while you watched the scene in front of you.
Three of your toms, Prussia, France, and Spain, were all currently attempting to woo a stray she-cat that had unwittingly wandered into your garden. And they were all failing. Miserably
Now, usually, you would discourage such activities taking place among your flowerbeds, but watching them continuously get shot down was honestly too funny to miss.
Sure, it seemed a little cruel, but the three of them together, whom you had dubbed the 'Bad Touch Trio', caused a lot more trouble than they were worth.
You turned your attention to your lap, where another, younger tom was resting.
He had dark tan fur with dark brown patches in several spots, and an odd little curl sticking out of the side of his head.
You'd already learned not to question
*Reader Insert* Nekotalia Crap - Chapter 10Summary: In which the Hetalia nations are all cats which the reader happens to own. Enjoy~*Reader Insert* Nekotalia Crap - Chapter 10 in Humor More Like This
Your bedroom was a complete and utter mess.
There were clothes everywhere, strewn haphazardly across the floor. Loose change was littered in various spots on your carpet, along with other miscellaneous items like rubber bands, mechanical pencils, straws, and empty soda bottles.
And, standing there, in the center of it all, was a short haired, dark gray tomcat named Germouser.
And he looked absolutely mortified.
His icy blue eyes were wide, and his entire body was rigid, fur standing on end.
You, who had been idling around in the hallway, playing Fruit Ninja on your (smartphone of choice) looked up from the screen and noticed that your bedroom door was slightly ajar.
Arching a slim brow, you slipped the device into your pocket and slid down the hall.
(As mentioned in the first chapter, the floors in your hallway are polished wood. In this chapter, you happen to be we
*Reader Insert* Nekotalia Crap - Chapter 2Summary: In which the Hetalia nations are all cats that the reader happens to own. Enjoy~*Reader Insert* Nekotalia Crap - Chapter 2 in Humor More Like This
You leaned back against the kitchen counter with a sigh, staring up at the ceiling. You had finally finished preparing breakfast for your cats.
Now, for a normal person, that would be a relatively simple task.
You weren't normal.
Neither were your cats.
Sure, some of them would settle for a simple can of Friskies, but the rest well, they had 'special' tastes.
For example, Russiacat, a large, fluffy, Siberian tom who had dark brown fur covering most of his body, save for the white on his hind paws, the underside of his tail, and around his neck, wouldn't eat anything unless you had mixed vodka into it. (How that didn't kill him, you'd never understand.) And Americat, a big, blue eyed, white cat with a dark brown ruff around his neck and a matching tail, was so infatuated with McDonalds that you actually had to go out and buy it for him. If you didn'
*Reader Insert* Nekotalia Crap - Chapter 4Summary: In which the Hetalia nations are all cats that the reader happens to own. Enjoy~*Reader Insert* Nekotalia Crap - Chapter 4 in Humor More Like This
Cats fall asleep in the strangest of places.
You had woken up on more than one occasion with a furry blob sprawled out across your chest, or walked into the bathroom and found one of your felines conked out in the sink.
However, you had never seen any of your other cats fall asleep in as many strange places as Greecat.
Greecat was a black and white cat with thick, long fur, and a heart shaped mark on his left hip. He had a special talent for being able to fall asleep anywhere and everywhere.
You could vaguely remember a time where you found him snuggled up in the microwave.
(It was turned off. Relax.)
For him, sleep was top priority, time and place be damned. The only time you got really concerned was when he dosed off while eating. That had only happened once, though, so you didn't worry too much.
"Greecat~?" you called softly, peering into the kitchen cabinets. You
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Mommy and Daddy
The little yellow chick chirped happily from its advantage point in your hair. Ever since two days ago when you found it dragging a broken wing, it hadn't left your side. You had taken it home to bandage it up, like the animal lover you were. You had attached a splint to its wing and bandaged it in scraps of cloth you had left over from your small business of stuffed animal making. You were very gentle with it and it trusted you, you had easily figured that out after the first time you held it after you were done with your healing magic.
The small bird had walked up your arm to your shoulder. You had thought it would be satisfied there, but you were wrong. Using its beak and feet it climbed up the side of your head and snuggled into your [color] hair. It was like you had become its mother or something.
As you made your way down the hallway to the weekly meeting for every country in this freakin' war, you heard voices. You crept closer towards the door and
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"Uhh " Alfred groaned. "[Name] "
"Yes Alfred?" you asked placing the tray of chicken soup on his bedside table. You were taking care of one of the most powerful countries in the world, your best friend and crush America, or as you knew him, Alfred F. Jones.
"I don't feel so good " Yes one of the strongest countries in the world had a man cold.
"Awww poor Alfie," you cooed to him. "Do you want some chicken soup? It'll help you get rid of this nasty cold." You pushed his bangs out of his face as you tried to coax him to eat. He groaned pitifully in response. You put your hand on his forehead to check his temperature and sighed. It was still hot. "Wait here, okay? I'm going to get a wet cloth."
"Don't go," Alfred said as he held onto the bottom of your shirt. He looked up at you with puppy dog eyes and your heart melted.
"Don't worry," you said giving him a small kiss on the forehead. "I'll just be gone a minute. You can even time me if y
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I dropped to my knees, blood merging with the mud puddle I had just fallen into. I took a long lingering look at him. That child like smirk still plastered on his face, and that bloody pipe still in his hand. "Damn you, Ivan! Give her back!" I screamed, trying desperately to get back to my feet, to try to save [Name]. I couldn't let Ivan win. I couldn't let him have [Name]!
The bastard just laughed at me, mocking me without words. No feeling of regret ever touched those eyes as he raised the pipe once more above my head. I looked at [Name] as she tried to get to me, only to be stopped by the rest of Ivan's army.
"Alfreeeeed!!!!" she screamed as the pipe was brought down on my head.
Then everything went black
"Alfreeeeed!!!!" you screamed at the top of your lungs, as the pipe was brought down on his head. Everything went in slow motion as he fell to the ground, you kneeing that guy in the crotch, him letting you go and falling to the gro
AmericaxReader I Need a HeroAmericaxReaderAmericaxReader I Need a Hero in Romance More Like This
I Need a Hero
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero
Till the morning light
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be
Fresh from the fight
You felt about twenty pairs of eyes drift your way as your ring tone blasted, telling you to hurry up and pick it up. Being the new kid at school was bad enough, without adding the embarrassment of your 'hero' issue.
Ever since you were little, you wanted a hero. And for a short time you had one, until you moved away for ten years. You were seventeen now and all you remember about your little hero was his blue eyes. They were kind and understanding and strong and energetic at the same time. Oh, and the fact he gave you the [favourite animal] pin you were wearing on your [color/pattern] jacket, while standing in front of your new class.
"Sorry, I kinda need to get this," you reach into your pocket and grab the phone.
I need a hero-
"Alex, if you ever call me in the middle of class again, I can and will kill you,"
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There she was again, soft [color] hair, deep [color] eyes pulling me in, threading to drown me. Her eyes were drooping and her head threatened to hit the table.
"[Name], stay awake. Al's almost done," her best friend, [BFF] said, jiggling her shoulder to make her stay awake. [BFF] was the only human aloud at the world meetings, and that was only because of [Name].
I sighed. [Name] was so kind and sweet. How I longed to hold her in my arms, for her to be mine and me to belong to her. Not a very fair trade, since she was getting the short end of the stick.
[BFF] turned to her and whispered in her ear. [Name] turned bright red and looked down at the floor
"Hey, [Name]," [BFF] whispered in your ear, "Ivan's staring at you with that look in his eye's again. I think he likes you."
You blush deeply. 'Why on earth is he looking at me, I mean I'm not even that strong of a country yet. I'm not worth taking." You snapped out of your daze at the sound of Alfr
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"Um, excuse me Miss [Name]," you felt someone poke your shoulder, "the meeting ended a while ago. You should wake up now."
'The meeting the meeting why did that sound so familiar?' you thought peacefully. 'THE MEETING!!!' You jerked awake as you remembered.
This had been your first world meeting. After Alfred had introduced you, you had gotten so bored you fell asleep! And now someone had just woken you up, after the meeting had ended.
"Oh, my gosh! I can't believe I just slept through the entire meeting!" you exclaim, embarrassed beyond belief. You turned around to thank whoever had just woken you up. "Thank you so much for-"
You froze in mid-sentence as soon as you saw him. He was the cutest guy you had ever seen. He had messy blonde hair with one unruly curl in the front and big blue eyes, that where hidden behind glasses. Complete with a polar bear and innocent looks, he was the ultimate poster boy for 'Shy Guy' magazine.
"-waking me up
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The Way to a Man's Heart
'Come on (Name)!' you thought to yourself as you bit your bottom lip. You were a new country with an average size and population but your resources and your army were way above average. Almost none of the other countries knew about your resources (even though you've never met any other country, until now) and most were willing to take them by force. So, you couldn't show your tears of the fresh break-up in your head, especially at your first world meeting. Besides, no jerk like him was worth the tears.
"Hurry up (Name)!" called your twin sister Taylor. "Don't want to be late for our first world meeting!" She put her arm around your shoulders and gave them a squeeze. "Come on sis, he's not worth this."
"Your right Taylor, let's go kick some ass!" you smile.
"Now," you could hear a voice call over the ocean of voices, "let me introduce you dudes, to (Name) and her twin sister Taylor, a new country!"
The doors open and you both pose, Tayl
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It's The Law
"Hey Alfred!" you called as you ran up to your American friend. Not many people realized it but he was the human carnation of the Untied States of America. But more importantly, he was your best friend.
"Hey, [Name]! How's my favourite sidekick today?" he asked as enthusiastic as ever.
"Did you know that it's against the law in Pueblo, Colorado, to raise or permit a dandelion to grow within the city limits?" you asked staring at him with knowing eyes. Alfred had once said something very special and near to your heart about the eyes you were making at him right now. It was something along the lines of, and I quote (ahem): 'HOLYBURGERKINGICANSEEMYDEATHINYOURFREAKINGEYESDUDE!!!!!!'
"Wat?" he said cocking his head adorably.
"Yep and in Marshalltown, Iowa horses are forbidden to eat fire hydrants!"
"Well that's totally understandable," Alfred said nodding his head.
It was your turn to be confused, "Wat?"
"Well think about in a logical sense. If that law wasn't in
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"Hey dudes! I'd like to introduce you to [Name]! She's a new country that formed!" America called to the Allies. You were standing beside him looking out of place in you [favourite band] -shirt and jeans. Your country had just formed but people swarmed to it, like moths to a flame. Right now, you were a country of rocking teenagers, and you loved ever moment of it.
"Hey!" you greeted the rest of the countries. They just stared at you.
"Mon amie, she reminds me of you when you went through tat punk phase."
"Shut up, frog."
You leaned over towards America, "France and England?"
"Holy Shit Dude! How did you know?" he shouted
"Pretty obvious with those accents."
"But, dude, you know their names just by their accents!" he shouted again.
"Just because I'm a rocker doesn't mean I'm stupid. I do my homework, America aka Alfred F. Jones, 19 years old, favourite food: Big Macs form the downtown Detroit McDonalds, shoe size 10mens and favourite color: sky blue. Who als
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"Ahhh finally done," you say to yourself, as you admired your work. Twelve roles of sushi lay in a stack, with other ingredients all around them. You had also made about forty hamburger patties, two batches of your famous chocolate chip cookies, three batches of blueberry muffins, and a [cake type/flavour] cake. All because you felt like doing a little cooking and/or baking.
You stuffed the rolls into the fridge and the burgers into the freezer, after cleaning up a bit. Then it hit you, it's passed midnight and it's garbage day tomorrow.
You rush around the house like a crazed maniac, while dumping all the little garbage cans around the house and random pizza boxes into one or two or three huge black garbage bags. Once the house was clear of trash, you opened the front door to bring them out to the curb. You drop the bags in shock when you see it.
Curled up on your front porch was a half-frozen boy around your age. He had light brown hair that looked like it ha
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I'm just a step away
I'm just a breath away
Losing my faith today
Falling off the edge today
"Gilbert that's it I'm through," you shouted dragging your suit case to the door.
"No __________, please don't go!"
You pushed him off, "I'm sick of the lies and the late nights. You always get called out of town, but I never know why. Sometimes you spend a whole night at a bar and then I have to go pick you up because your designated driver has ditched you!"
"___________, please don't leave me," he whimpered.
"Ok," you sighed, "Gilbert you have one chance to tell me one thing. What is your job?"
Gilbert froze. He said nothing and for what seemed like an eternity the two of you stood there. He opened his mouth several times, trying to answer you.
You gave a bitter smile, "That's what I thought." And with that you reached out to take the knob of the door into your hand.
"___________, please," said Gilbert putting his hand over yours, "don't leave me. I-I-I Iche liebe dich please."
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
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
PrussiaxReader: Awesome LovePrussiaxReader: Awesome Love in Romance More Like This
"Nein, I told you I don't like her!" shouted Gilbert.
You let out a whimper of sadness. You best friend sever since first grade didn't like you. Once the two of you got to high school things changed, and not all for the better.
First off be started hanging out with Francis and Antonio, some of the biggest perverts in school. You couldn't stand Francis and Antonio. They always hit on you no matter how many times you sent Arthur after Francis or how many times you sent Lovino after Antonio you didn't like them.
Second he became more perverted than he used to be.
And now he said he didn't like you.
Gilbert turned around to see you. "_-__________ I-."
"Save it," you spat turning around and leaving.
"________, don't leave!" he shouted running after you.
"Leave me alone Gilbert," you shouted trying to go faster, but he caught up with you.
Tightly he gripped your arms, "___________, I said to wait."
"And I said to-." He cut your response off with a kiss. It was firm and gentle at the same tim
Gauken!PrussiaxReader: Going SoftGauken!PrussiaxReader: Going Soft in Romance More Like This
Going to a new school was always a scary experience. However it was magnified at least 100 times when you're a country, especially a country as small as (country name). Gauken Academy was a place for countries to learn and hang out.
However you had caught the attention of one of the most perverted countries at the school. France.
"Go away!" you shouted at a man. However this wasn't the school's pervert, it was Prussia. He had been following you ever since France had his mind set to make you a French territory. "Prussia! I'm serious! It's bad enough France is trying to get in my pants."
The albino still followed you all throughout the day. That is until you went to the girl's restroom, which he did try to enter. However Hungry hit him in the face with her skillet.
"Thanks Hungry," you said.
"No problem (country name)," she said patting you on the back, "any excuse to smack Prussia around. Do you want me to go after France next?"
You shook your head, you had already ticked off one member
Neko!PrussiaxNeko!Reader: Cats are AwesomeNeko!PrussiaxNeko!Reader: Cats are Awesome in Romance More Like This
"My cat is awesomer than yours!" shouted Beer-Breath to your master
"Is not!" she shouted back.
"This is stupid," you muttered settling in for another nap. Gilcat, your mate, was off trying to fish. That idiot did not get that there were no fish in the bathtub. Groaning you felt a slight kick. Your master and Beer-Breath didn't seem to understand that you were pregnant with kittens.
Gilcat walked back in with Gilbird on his head. It was a wonder that he didn't eat the tiny chick; he was a cat after all. "There were no fish." You turned your head and let out a snort of laughter. He was soaked; his white fur was dripping with water and suds.
"Gil, come here," you said, "they're kicking again."
Ecstatic he ran over and nuzzled your stomach. "Our kittens are going to be awesome!"
"Yep, just like their daddy," you purred.
"So had Beer-Breath and (creative name for your master) found out that you're pregnant yet?"
"No," you giggled, "I bet it'll be a big surprise when they .do." you let
PrussiaxReader: Boy TroublePrussiaxReader: Boy Trouble in General Fiction More Like This
"Boys suck!" you groaned as you flopped on Gilbert's couch.
You started to whine. "Arthur broke up with me…again."
Gilbert joined you on his couch, "This is what the thirteenth time?"
You nodded, still face down on the couch. "That's why boys suck."
"I'm a boy!"
"But you're my friend," you groaned sitting up, "you don't count."
You moved to rest your head on his lap, "You know what I mean. So enough about me, how are you and Eliza getting along?"
He rolled his eyes, "She's back with Roderich."
"Yeah, apparently she loves him."
You patted his head, "It's alright Gil. Her relationship with Roderich is just like mine with Artie. They'll get break up and then get back together in a few days. So just get her when she and Roderich are having an off week."
"You know ___________, your relationship with Arthur isn't healthy."
"I know…but all guys just can't be as awesome as you," you said smiling.
Gilbert laughed, "I know!"
The phone rang, "I bet that's Arthur," yo
Angel!ReaderxChibi!/Teen!/Adult!PrussiaAngel!ReaderxChibi!/Teen!/Adult!Prussia in Romance More Like This
You smiled down from heaven at the cute little white haired boy. You were his guardian angel. The boy, Gilbert, tripped and then got back up laughing about how 'awesome' he was. He looked so lonely. None of the other countries would play with him; it was because of his big personality. Or as he said because he was too 'awesome' for them to handle.
"Hello," you said dropping from the cloud and landing delicately on the ground. Gilbert stared at you in awe.
She was the prettiest thing I had ever seen. (e/c) eyes and (h/c) hair, she wore only a loose white dress.
"Who are you?" I asked approaching her slowly.
She gave a giggle. Music. "I'm ____________."
I didn't mean to say it, but it slipped out. "Are you an angel?"
She seemed taken aback, "Why, yes I am, Gilbert."
"How do you know my name?"
She let out a little giggle, "I'm your guardian angel of course." I gulped.
"Well if you are my guardian angel, then you should tell me I am awesome!"
"Very well," she said walking over
BTTxReader: Three LoversBTTxReader: Three Lovers in Romance More Like This
Life in high school had only gotten more complicated since you found out that all three members of the Bad Touch Trio loved you. Each one had tried to get you to confess. In other words you had to choose which one of these sexy men you liked more.
Gilbert had taken you out drinking with a video camera. However he was thwarted by the fact that your IDs were found to be fakes.
Antonio had taken you out on a date. It was nice and you gave him a small kiss on the cheek afterwards, but it never went any further.
Then there was Francis who had gotten you in the closet and tried to 'kiss' you. Well the two of you were interrupted by Alfred who proceeded in playing the 'hero' and rescuing you from him.
Now you were here, hiding under the bleachers.
"____________!" shouted Toni.
"Come on chérie, please!"
You didn't move, only took a deep breath and tried to relax. If they only gave you room to breathe. How on earth could they expect you to pick between them. The
FrancexReader: Nightmare of MagicFrancexReader: Nightmare of Magic in Humor More Like This
"Ohonhon~ _____________," the Frenchman purred in your ear.
Shivering at the breath your ear you shouted back, "Eeeahhhh! Francis, don't do that!" Even if he was your boyfriend, that still creeped you out.
Francis laughed again, "___________ I heard that Arthur was going out tonight with some friends."
"Maybe you and I could-."
"NO!" you interrupted him blushing hard.
"Follow him," he gave you a pervy smile, "Ohonhonhon~ _______________, what were you thinking?"
Your blush got darker. "N-Never mind, let's go."
~time skip-brought to you by flying mint bunny~
You heard strange mumblings from around the corner. "F-Francis, maybe we shouldn't be here."
"Nonsense, come on," he pulled you a little further.
"Hmm, what do we have here?" asked a voice from behind. It was Vlad (Romania)
You both let out a scream.
"Sacrifices?" asked Lukas with his usual monotone.
Then Arthur appeared, "Just in time too."
"They want a virgin sacrifice, quick ___________ have sex with me! It'
HetaliaxReader- Airport- PrussiaSuddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around your waist, hugging you tight, "Hey there, Frau." Someone whispered in your ear.HetaliaxReader- Airport- Prussia in Short Stories More Like This
"Gilbert!" you squealed, turning your head to look over your shoulder. A shockingly white haired Prussian with red eyes looked back at you.
"Zhat's right! It is zhe awesome me!"
"You came to pick me up at the airport? That's real sweet of you…" You blushed.
"Of course! Mein Gott, we already talked about zhis over zhe phone. And anyvay, how un-awesome would it be if I left you all alone here… I needed to see mein frau!" Gilbert buried his cold nose in your neck, making a shiver run up your spine.
"Well, can the awesome you let me down please? This is starting to hurt…"
Gilbert laughed his funny little laugh and set you down, "Kesesesesesese~ Alright, Frau. Only 'cause it's you. Say, there's going to be an awesome party at Antonio's house tonight…."
"You can go…" You said, pouting. It was your first night back. You wanted to spend it with Gil.
"I-I can… I can sta
PrussiaxReader- Blind Date"So…"PrussiaxReader- Blind Date in Romance More Like This
You swirled the straw in your drink around awkwardly, watching the albino German across the table from you fidget with his shirt collar, grinning awkwardly.
"You're an engineer, huh? That's cool…" Your gaze flicked to your watch. 8:05. Only ten minutes left…
Gilbert shrugged, "I guess…" He looked at his phone. 8:06. 'Nine minutes to go… It would be so much better if she let me touch her boobs…' Gil thought, irritated.
"Well, uh…" you trailed off, not sure what to say next. 'This would be so much nicer if he would cuddle with me…' you thought sadly.
Gil looked at your glass, "Are you done with your drink?"
You nodded, "Yeah. And are you ready to go?"
"Ja. Let's get out of here, Frau." Gilbert pushed his chair back with an awful screech.
You flagged down a waiter for the bill and looked over at Gil but he seemed in no hurry to pay so you took out your wallet, handing your credit card over and giving the German your famous death stare.
"I uh… left my vallet at home." He trie
PrussiaxReader- Blind Date part twoDiiiiiiiiiiiiiing dooooooooooooooong. Dingdongdingdongdingdong DING!PrussiaxReader- Blind Date part two in Romance More Like This
"COOL YOUR JETS! I'M COMIN'!" You shouted and the doorbell immediately stopped ringing.
You opened the door to find an embarrassed Gilbert standing outside, white hair teased and gelled to give that "just out of bed" look that really took an hour to perfect. In his hands he held a bouquet of (favorite flowers).
"Wow…. (Favorite flowers). How did you know they were my favorite?"
He just shrugged, "I think you… mentioned it or… something." He muttered, not looking you in the eye.
"Well, what are you doing here with a bouquet of flowers and totally screwed up hair." You ran a hand through his white spikes.
"Hey! Th-That took Elizabeta an hour to-"
"Elizabeta?! So this was HER idea!" You stamped your foot, "I knew she was up to something fishy when she left…"
"No! No, ____. I asked her and Roderich to help me… To help me impress you. I didn't think you like me very much vhen ve went out on our date a
Brothers!F.A.C.E. x Sister!Reader x Prussia- Lost"We'll be back in a week, Gilbert. The numbers to reach us are on the fridge and money for pizza is on the table in the kitchen. Um, oh yes. Arthur will probably be in his room a lot… Don't bother him unless you hear something suspicious or he doesn't come out for dinner. Alfred's videogames are in the shelf beside the TV and if you think Matthew's disappeared don't worry, he's probably there somewhere under your feet. Also, if Francis wants to cook let him. He's actually a better cook than you would think. Yeah, that's everything." Your mother instructed the babysitter from her awkward position hugging all of her sons in the front garden.Brothers!F.A.C.E. x Sister!Reader x Prussia- Lost in Short Stories More Like This
Gilbert smiled charmingly, "Everything vill be taken care of, Mrs. (Mother's Last Name). Und don't vorry, nothing vill happen to your children vhile I've got my eye on them, I svear."
Your mother let out a relieved sigh, "Thanks again. Also, I forgot to tell you… our daughter ______ will be staying here as well. She's around your age so she won't nee
BTTxReader- Nap Time"Come on! Get up, you lazy asses!"BTTxReader- Nap Time in Romance More Like This
You sighed, pulling the covers off of your three roommates, "It's two o'clock. Way past time to wake up."
"Nein, _____. It's much too early." Gilbert muttered, snuggling up to Antonio, who lay beside him, for warmth.
"Oui. You could get in the bed with us, Cherie. It would be nice. We could have sex and zhen sleep until midnight like always." Francis chuckled perversely.
"Always? What universe are you living in, Francis…?"
"A better one than yours, apparently."
"Si, chica." Antonio put in, trying to shove Gil away, "Siesta time is muy importante."
"Come on, _____. You know you vant to come nap vith us." Gil opened his bright red eyes, looking up at you mischievously.
You rolled your eyes. This was the problem being the only girl in the house… You were the only sane one. You didn't know why you had agreed to move in with the three men-or more accurately boys. It was probably because you had thought them all gay at th
Papa!ScotlandxChild!Reader- Smoke Clouds"Daddy, Daddy!" you called as you skipped off the big yellow bus and onto the sidewalk, running over to your red haired father.Papa!ScotlandxChild!Reader- Smoke Clouds in General Fiction More Like This
"There's me bonnie lass!" your father cried, scooping you up in his arms and twirling you around.
"Did you miss me when I was at school today, Daddy?" You asked him, tugging on his iron earring.
"Of course! Now, let's get home. I made you an after school snack."
"Yay!" You hugged him around the neck, "You're the best papa ever."
"Aye, lass. And don't you forget it."
Your father, Allistor, was sitting in his big leather armchair, enjoying his usual evening cigar. You were on the ground playing with your toys when a question popped into your head.
"Why do you smoke so much? Isn't it bad for you?"
"I smoke because it relaxes me. And who ever told you that it was bad?"
"My teacher says that smoking makes your lungs get all black and icky. She says that if you smoke for enough time you can get…. You can get can… canceh… cancer." You str
The Sea- SpainxReaderWaves crested endlessly, foamy white tips frothing like living pearls in a sea of sapphires. The pale blueness of the sky was clear but for a few skittering white clouds and the golden disc of the sun. The boat gently rocked like a baby in its mother’s arms and the tang of salt hung in the air.The Sea- SpainxReader in Romance More Like This
You took a deep breath and shut your eyes, giving in to the whispered promise of adventures and treasures and things beyond belief. Your hands gently ran over the mahogany of the vessel’s bow with the familiarity of the lover you were.
You were in love with this ship, with its smooth wooden planking and elegantly carved decadence. Each creak of the boards beneath your feet, ever snap of the sail and slap of water hitting the hull spoke to you in a way that nothing else could. You smiled, running over every detail of it in your mind.
Rough hands slipped around you and someone’s breath tickled your ear, “Have I lost you again, mi querida?” came a slow, thoughtful voic
O Christmas Tree- BTTxReader"Mein Gott…"O Christmas Tree- BTTxReader in Romance More Like This
"Ay Dios mio…."
"I know, right?"
You and your three friends stared up at your ten foot tall Christmas tree in wonder.
"And you want us to decorate this…?" asked Gilbert, turning his red eyes on you.
"I'll help of course."
"_____.... This is going to take forever." Francis pointed out.
"Do you have a ladder?" Antonio asked, the gears turning in his head.
"Yes, yes I do, Antonio. Thank you for trying to help!" you stuck your tongue out at the other two and went to go grab the ladder from your garage.
"Well, gentlemen." Gil announced as soon as you had gone, "I see we have a mission."
"Yes, we do." Francis nodded solemnly.
"Wait, are you talking about decorating the Christmas tree or seducing ____?" asked Antonio, not quite grasping the plan.
"_______ of course!" shouted Gil and Francis simultaneously.
"So, what's the plan?" Gil asked his friends, mischief glinting in his eyes.
"I've got gingerbread cookies!" you shouted delightedly, skipping into th
PrussiaxReader-Treasure Chests(Note: Mature Humor)Gilbert was talking. Still. You had no clue what he was saying, you had zoned out long ago. Right now you were just watching his beautiful red eyes sparkle in the light.PrussiaxReader-Treasure Chests(Note: Mature Humor) in Short Stories More Like This
"Blah blah blah blah… blah blah. Blahblahblah. Blah."
"Mhmmm…" You murmured sleepily, enchanted by Gilbert's eyes.
"Blah blah blah… Blah blah blah. Titty sprinkles!"
"Wait what?" Your head shot up, suddenly.
"Ha! I knew that would get your attention. Titty sprinkles always do the trick." Gilbert winked.
"You're such a pervert…"
"What?! Breasts are amazing, as are their sprinkles!"
You took one look at Gilbert and covered your face with your palm.
"Well, you should know, Frau." Gilbert said nonchalantly, "You got some knockers on you."
He eyed down to your chest, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
"Oh God…" You blushed, covering your boobs with your arms.
"Really, though…" Gilbert continued, apparently knowing no boundaries. His arm stretched out, as if having a will of its own
RomanoxReader- That's Just Sick!A buzzing sound filled your ears. You rolled over, your arm flopping onto the bedside table. Your hand scrabbled for a bit, hunting for the vibrating phone. Eventually you found it, picking it up and holding it to your ear.RomanoxReader- That's Just Sick! in Short Stories More Like This
"Hello?" you croaked into the cell.
"Damn, _____, you sound awful." answered the voice of your Italian friend Lovino.
"Thanks, Lovy…" you laughed hoarsely, "Just what I need to hear right now."
"Hang on. I'll be there in a few minutes with my mama's special soup. It'll make you feel just right in no time!"
"What? What are you talking about?"
"Pay attention, _____." snapped Lovino, "I said I'm coming over to help you."
"That really isn't-" and the phone clicked. "Aaaaaaand you're gone." You sighed. You really didn't need this right now. All you wanted was to sleep, not jump through hoops for that rude Italian. You closed your eyes, hoping to catch a quick nap before Lovino arrived.
"______..." crooned a voice from out of the foggy depths of your dream. "_______...
HetaliaxReader-Lost my Book-Prussia!HetaliaxReader-Lost my Book-Prussia has it!HetaliaxReader-Lost my Book-Prussia! in General Fiction More Like This
Even though you hadn't seen him in the meeting, you somewhat smirked, as you saw Prussia (or Gilbert, as what you called him in public) waving your diary over his head.
"Look what awesome me found (your name)!" he smiled eagerly. "Your diary!"
"It's not a diary!" you lied, snatching the book from him. "It's....a journal."
He laughed, and put his hands on his hips.
"Your lying (your name)! I know what it is."
You blushed brightly.
'He must have read it.' you thought. Gilbert let out a yawn and moved his hands off his hips, into his pockets.
"Where ya headin' (your name)?" he asked licking his lips.
"Home." you said, still a little nervous. He seemed to notice, because he leaned in close to your face and breathed hot air into your face. You winced a little, but it was warm, since the past few days had been cold.
"Then, the awesome me will come with you!" he cried, wrapping
Popular!PrussiaxShy!Artistic!Reader~RequestThe halls were quiet. No sounds of squeaking shoes, shouts from the football team, talking and mumbles of the students, slamming lockers or the annoying giggling coming from the 'popular' girls. It was the only time of the day you really liked, and pretty much the only time you could actually focus of your work.Popular!PrussiaxShy!Artistic!Reader~Request in Humor More Like This
Scribbling down your finished sketch, taking a moment to admire your work, it wasn't long before some random girl snatched it and took a nice glance at it.
"Whose this supposed to be?" she laughed sarcastically, however you knew to all well she couldn't do any better.
"It's a drawing.." you replied, wishing you had the ability to just reach up and grab it back. "May I please have it back?"
She darted her eyes between you and the paper, before laughing out loud again.
"Why would I do that?" she flipped the sketch back and forth in her hands, lucky for you she still had no idea who the sketch was actually of.
"Because I..need it.." you mumbled, however it didn't convince her.
Prussian Stereotypes...?Prussian Stereotypes...? in Humor More Like This
NOTE~~P.o.V has changed and will for the future ones~~
“Keeeeeese (your name), what are you looking at?” your Prussian friend Gilbert asked, glancing over your slumped shoulder to see you were on some random site.
“Just looking for something.” you replied back, resting your chin on your free hand while clicking around the site, hoping to find something decent.
Gilbert was still not convinced it was just 'something'. You never just 'walked into his house and used his computer for no reason' unless it was for something important.
Usually it was either something for homework, or your family was hogging the computer(s) in your house.
“Are you suree?~” he laughed, before pulling up a chair next to you with a big grin on his face.
“Som'zing you need to ask the awesome me?”
You rolled your eyes, however having to smile at the same time.
“Yes. If I can find any...” you slowly trailed off while scrolling down a specific site, cau
Pirate!PrussiaxReader~RequestAnother crash of the bottle shocked you from a designed sleep. It wasn't until they the shouts, hollers, and laughs coming from up top reminded you of where you were. Stuck on a cursed pirate ship. It was the last place you wanted to be, but how else would you get your message of your mother's sickness to England? It all happened so quickly, and this was the only way to get a doctor the message fast enough. You overheard a few of the crew speaking about heading to England, so that was the only reason you got on. Now, you were hiding behind a few barrels, hoping and praying nobody would see you. It was a good two days till England however, and you need food somehow-if not your stomach would most likely give you away. Every once in a while during the night you would get from your hiding place, and sneak some food from the nearby kitchen.Pirate!PrussiaxReader~Request in General Fiction More Like This
Tonight..however, may not be the best time. For some reason, the crew was staying up later than they usually did, and having a party. Everything was fin
Being You~PrussiaxReader requestYour heard perked up, as he enetered the cafeteria. 'He', being the white haired new kid from Prussia, named Gilbert Beilschmidt. For being the new kid, he was quite popular. Already friends with just about everyone, already had a pretty girlfriend, and nominated for School president. It was worse, because he knew you too. Although it was quite rare, you two often spoke to him during your manditory French class-since he was new and didn't speak a word of French-because you were a lot better than he was. And it was the only class he didn't have his annoying bossy girlfriend Rosalita.Being You~PrussiaxReader request in Drama More Like This
Back to the cafetaria scene, he walked in holding Rosalita's hand, and laughing along with his many 'new' friends. To you, he was just a hot shot who needed to be taken down a notch. Taking a bite of your sandwhich, you saw your only friends Lukas, and Emil come sit next to you. They were brothers, but also new. They didn't know as many people as Gilbert, and they were always so quiet.
"What are you staring
American Stereotypes..American Stereotypes.. in Humor More Like This
"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?"
REVENGE~EnglandxReader part 1It wasn't just about getting revenge. It was about showing them who's boss. Since you were finally mature enough to do things on your own, it was high time you showed those low-life penny pinchers a lesson.REVENGE~EnglandxReader part 1 in Drama More Like This
But it was also about a boy...
A boy you really cared about.
They took him from you. They stole him, and you never saw him again. By the time you found him, he was married to someone else. The same person who stole your life...
She stole you. Now it was time you payed her a visit.
It all happened when you were young~
"(Name), I made this for you!" your young blond haired British friend replied, showing you the lovely daisy chain he'd just made for you.
Your face lit up like a bright lantern, as he placed the flower chain on top of your head, feeling like a princess being crowned by the king.
"Arthur, it's lovely!"
Although he was rather shy, and quite stubborn at times, he managed to smile back.
"Just like you are~"
Sighing with joy, and smelling the sweet sent of flo
South Italian Stereotypes...South Italian Stereotypes... in Humor More Like This
To say your friend Lovino can get easily angered was an understatement. He'd never admit he was wrong, even if the whole party knew it was his fault.
At least he was nice towards you-and usually just women in general. However as you flipped open your notepad-to reveal your list of 'questions' you were going to ask him-you couldn't help but feel that it was going to end badly.
It was tough to find the few questions you had, but it was definetly worth it. Knocking on Lovino's door, he opened it with a wide mouth like he was expecting someone he didn't like.
"Oh..it is you (Name)." he mumbled, crossing his arms. "You may come in."
"Thanks." you smiled and poked his nose, not watching him blush and rub it as you walked in.
"S-so..why are you here anyway?" he asked, his arms still crossed and his foot tapping like he hadn't much time and needed to be somewhere.
"I have some things I'd like to ask you."
"Pfft. Why?" he asked, not even giving you a chance to state what 'kind' of questions.
Dirty Things~EnglandxReader"Hehee.."Dirty Things~EnglandxReader in Romance More Like This
"Stop...all of you!"
"What if (your name) doesn't..."
"THAT'S ENOUGH YOU WANKERS!"
England, was preparing something special for you, on account it had been a full year since you two became friends. He invited you over for tea, and you were going to be over in almost an hour. Now, before this, some of his magical friends came by and decided to visit him. So far, things weren't working out.
Arthur began to pout before setting a tea bag into the pot he was using. He set up two cups on a nice try with little scones and biscuits. He smiled thinking of you enjoying them. He rememberd the day he first met you. The day you asked him for some paper at the world meeting. You got into a conversation after he asked; "Why? Nothing's important about meetings anyway." and became good friends after that. You were able to get along with Sealand better then he could, even America noticed how much you two spent together. Most countires wou
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“(Your name) what are you looking at?” Emil, the white haired Icelandic man asked, while watching his friend shuffle through random sites on the computer. He didn't have the slightest idea why she was at his house, but he didn't care. He rather her be over more than anyone else.
“Just some things to ask you..” (your name) replied, a smile appearing on her face, seeing as she found the site she wanted.
“What do you want to ask me then?” Emil replied questionably, as if ready for some super tricky math question, for something about his brother or-
“Is is true that Iceland has the strongest men and women?” she asked, causing him to rethink over the whole 'tricky math' thing. Emil took a moment to wonder why she even cared about this kind of information.
“That is said by some. But-”
“Is it true male tourists to Iceland can easily get laid?”
Emil raised an eyebrow, showing off on his 'what are you talking about' looks,
Forget Your Troubles PrussiaXReader(request)You took another gulp of your whisky, slamming the glass down on the hard wood of the bar. The whisky stung your throat, but you didn't care at the moment. There was a reason you were drinking.Forget Your Troubles PrussiaXReader(request) in Short Stories More Like This
You'd just been dumped by your now ex, Germany. You'd started dating him around the time you two started training together. It did fine for a little while. But soon, you were fighting with him over something stupid everyday. But this time there was no make up kiss, no mending the relationship.
You felt a hot tear roll down your slightly flushed cheeks. Yeah, it was obvious that the relationship was falling apart, but that stupid blond didn't have to be so harsh about it!
You then heard a confident-and rather arrogent-voice. "Well, hey there." You tried not to groan. Great. Just the guy you needed to see right now.
Prussia took a seat next to you, flashing you his usual shit eating grin. And, as if his presence alone weren't bad enough, he was Germany's brother. "Go away." You m
Valentine's Day AmericaXReaderAlfred F. Jones was, without a shade of doubt, not romantic. He had once told Francis, who had been telling one of his "wild sex stories", that romance was for pussys. Which sorta made him a hypocrite, considering what he was about to do.Valentine's Day AmericaXReader in Short Stories More Like This
It was just another day. Well, that's what one would normally say, but today that certainly wasn't the case. It was Valentine's Day. Most girls adore Valentine's Day; you, however, were dreading it. You certainly couldn't skip an Allied Powers meeting, so you'd have to put up with Francis's crap. And, you were sure he had something special planned, since it's Valentine's Day and all that shit. Sighing, you ran out the door, jogging to the meeting.
Alfred F. Jones was, without a shade of doubt, not romantic. Except for today.
See, there was this girl Alfred's had his eyes on for a long time. _______. He admired your strength, how you didn't take crap from anyone. You were fast talking and you could stun just about anyone into silence. Plu
Leave Me Alone! Bully!2p!CanadaXNerd!Reader"Hey! Four eyes!"Leave Me Alone! Bully!2p!CanadaXNerd!Reader in Romance More Like This
You flinched at the nickname but you grit your teeth and tightened your hold on your books, determined not to look at him. Grin and bear it, as your mother used to say.
"Hey, four eyes! I'm talking to you!"
God, why couldn't he just leave you alone?! You saw all the girls in your class fangirl over that jerk, though you didn't understand why at all. Sure, he was Canadian, but what differance did that make?
God, how you hated him. You hated that stupid, shit eating grin of his, that stupid Canadian accent, and his stupid I'm better than you attitude. To top it all off, he felt the need to bully you constantly and remind you why you were part of the unpopular crowd. Oh yes, you loathed him, and you were starting to get sick of his bullshit.
You felt a hand slam down on your shoulder and you whipped around, your patience wearing thin. Sure enough, you came face-to-face with jock Matthew Williams and his usual goddamn grin, long blond hair pulled b
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Francis Bonnefoy watched his lovely girlfriend, _____, snuggle with a kitty you'd dubbed as "IggyCat". You'd claimed to have found the cat on the street, though Francis had a feelng that cat was none other than Arthur Kirkland's. For, unlike his own cat with it's thick, fluffy fur, this cat had very short hair, green eyes, and even the Arthur-ish thick caterpiller eyebrows.
And, also very much like Arthur, this kitty just couldn't keep his paws off you.
Yes, Francis knew about Arthur's crush on you all too well, and it honestly wouldn't have surprised him if Arthur used that black magic of his and turned himself into a cat, just to have an excuse to snuggle with you. Assuming it was just a cat, however, it might have been a little low to be jealous of a mere cat, but the fact that you were paying more attention to that damn cat than Francis really bothered him.
"Excusez-moi, ma cher?" The Frenchman placed a hand on your shoulder, smiling broadl
Watch The Clouds Roll By FranceXReaderA sugar sweet smile of content finding its way to your lips, you snuck a glance at the wavy haired blond lying next to you. Ah, yes, this was the life; just you and your best friend, Francis, watching the clouds rool by in one of the damn prettiest fields you'd ever seen. What could be better than that?Watch The Clouds Roll By FranceXReader in Short Stories More Like This
And, much to your surprise, France was actually on his best behavior today. He hadn't tried to grop you once, nor had he made any of his sexual referance jokes that usually had you rolling on the ground, trying to hide the deep red blush covering your face.
Not that you didn't like his jokes, but every once in a while, it was nice to just enjoy his company, since you did have a bit of a crush on the Frenchman. Ok, so crush was a bit of an understatement; all it took was his smile and your knees would turn to jello. He probably only saw you as a friend, though, much to your disappointment.
"Sure is nice out." You murmered.
He laughed, a delightful sound that was music to your
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Arthur Kirkland watched you snuggle with the cat, green eyes narrowed. He could see why'd you dubbed it as FranceCat; after all, that cat was a fluff ball, just like Francis's "sexy" hair and, also very much like France, this cat seemed more than happy to cuddle near some.....Intimate areas.
To anyone else, it would have been rather amusing to see the Brit's face turn bright red as glowered at the smug, fluffy cat. Arthur, however, was less than amused. "You really are cute!" You cooed, scratching the cat's ears and ignoring your boyfriend's silent hissy fit. "Why don't you sleep with me tonight?"
Arthur's eye twitched. That was it. This cat could mock him, even hog his girlfriend on a day Arthur planned to spend with you, but to take his place in your bed, the one place he had to look forward to at this point?
That. Bloody. Cat's. Gone. Too. Far.
The cat had to go, Arthur knew that much. He then had an idea. "____?" He ad
Newest Obsession Male!BelarusXReader 2"Where is she?!" The platinum blond screamed, violently slamming the terrified brunette against the cold, stone wall and pressing the metal blade dangerously close to his neck.Newest Obsession Male!BelarusXReader 2 in Romance More Like This
Lithuania's deep blue eyes widened in fright at the look of absolute insanity on Belarus's face. It vaugly reminded him of the look Belarus used to have whenever he was around his big sister, Russia. Only this look was much more terrifying.
Lithuania didn't want to betray you and tell Belarus where you lived, but he also wanted to survive; the Lithuanian knew perfectly well that Belarus wouldn't hesitate to slit his throat, nor would he mind have Lithuania's blood on his hands. And Lithuania certainly didn't want to die anytime soon.
Lithuania wasn't what one would call a strong soul and it probably wouldn't take more than a single slice to get him to spill his guts. "A-America." He whispered, his eyes refusing to meet Belarus's. "In New York. She's staying with him for now."
Video Games AmericaXReaderHe'd found it!Video Games AmericaXReader in Romance More Like This
His baby blue eyes were sparkling as he looked over the video game gleefully. He'd finally found it! It'd taken him weeks of searching this his large as his appatite house, but somehow Alfred F. Jones found Super Mario Bros buried in his top secret hamburger stash.
Well, he knew exactly what to do now: go over to the house of his video game bro, ____, pop that fucker in, and play until he could no longer use empty Mountain Dew bottles to release his piss(something Alfred had to do more than once on his gamer days)
Lazy fatass though he might be, when he had motivation(or a coupon for a free Big Mac) Alfred could run pretty damn fast, so it was no surprise that he was at your house in no time. Being Alfred, he didn't bother knocking and invited himself inside. "Hey bro, I finally found it! Let's go play!" He recieved no response, seeing as no one was on the first floor.
He assumed you were in your room and ran upstairs. What he didn't assume was that you
Newest Obsession Male!BelarusXReader 3The sound of light, yet powerful, footsteps echoed throughout the large home as Russia paced, her mouth drawn into a light line as concerning thoughts ran threw her head.Newest Obsession Male!BelarusXReader 3 in Short Stories More Like This
It had been several days since little brother Belarus's abrut departure from her house and the Russian was beginning to get a bit suspicious. Usually, if the Belarusian had business outside of her house, he would get it done in less than a day so he could return quickly and proceed to badger her with the usual demands of marrige and becoming one.
But, come to think about it, little brother Belarus hasn't asked her that in a while. In fact, he seemed rather interested in you.........Almost obsessed.........
Russia's eyes widened in horror as it all seemed to click. Lunging for the phone, she hurridly punched in America's phone number and silently prayed that he would pick up. "Yo!"
"America!" Russia cried out in relief. "Thank god! Listen, is ____ still there?" She stood there, anxiously waiting
Bullied!FranceXReader(With some Punk!England)"Pervert!"Bullied!FranceXReader(With some Punk!England) in Romance More Like This
Francis Bonnefoy grit his teeth, using all his will power to keep from turning around and giving those bastards a piece of his mind. Sure, Francis was a litte.....Overpassionate, but did that give them the right to call him a rapist? No, it most certainly did not!
He didn't bother correcting them anymore, though. He just learned to grin and bear it, for there was nothing else he could do. It's not like his teachers gave two shits either way, and his parents.........Well, his relationship with them wasn't the pleasent of most, and he had a feeling going to them for his personal problems would only make them worse.
Just grin and bear it, he reminded himself.
"You creeper, how many girls have you raped today?"
Grin......Grin and bear it.
Francis had been counting to 10 in French, his mother language, trying to calm down, when a hand slammed down on his shoulder. Francis whipped around, no longer able to ke