PrussiaxReader-Treasure Chests (part two)Gilbert ran back into the room, still buckling his belt. He immediately sat back down in front of you and reached out his hand.
"What are you doing?" you asked him, not really wanting to hear the answer.
"Wha- So I'm not allowed to touch your boobs all the time?"
Gilbert sighed and pouted down at the floor, "Are you sure, 'cause-"
"I said no."
He scooted closer to you so his face was inches from yours. "Are you sure?" He whispered, "Because it seemed like you liked it…" He grinned mischievously at you.
You flushed, "N-No! I-I-I… I d-didn't!"
"Are you sure, Liebling…?" Gilbert asked you, staring you down with those beautiful red eyes.
'Oh Jeez…' You thought, 'There's no way I'm getting out of this…' So you did what went logically next. You kissed Gilbert.
At first he made a little surprised noise, jerking back awkwardly but soon he softened up, putting his arms around you and kissing you back with passion. You felt something press insistently against your closed lip
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
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
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
HetaliaxReader- Airport- SwitzerlandYou spotted a familiar blonde, shaggy haired head and smiled brightly. You picked up speed, careening through the airport toward your boyfriend.HetaliaxReader- Airport- Switzerland in Short Stories More Like This
"Vash!" You called, "Over here!"
"What?! ____! Wait there! I'll find you! Stop running toward me, you silly girl! You'll get hurt!"
But it was too late. You had already rached Vash, pulling him into a tight hug, making his white hat fall off his head and onto the ground. He smiled, green eyes crinkling up around the edges.
"I missed you too, ____." He told you, rumpling your (h/c) hair with one large hand, "But you can let go now…"
You shook your head, "Not unless you pay me." You informed him, squeezing tighter.
There was a long pause and then he said, "Fine… I guess we'll have to just keep hugging then."
After a minute or two you let the Swiss gentleman go and looked up at him. "So, where are we going for dinner tonight?"
He paled, "Uh… You know, restaurants are so expensive these days… I was thinking we could just…."
"Go to your place and l
HetaliaxReader- Airport- AmericaYou looked around the airport to see a large white sign with your nickname printed on it in large, black letters. You smiled, shaking your head and started off towards the sign.HetaliaxReader- Airport- America in Short Stories More Like This
"______!" cried the sign-holder, dropping the white poster board and running towards you.
"Alfy!" you shouted back, opening your arms wide and hugging the American as he reached you.
"I'm here to be your chauffeur." He announced proudly.
"I noticed." You said, giggling and taking the adorable chauffeur's cap he was wearing off of his head and setting it jauntily upon your own.
"So how was your trip….?" Alfred asked you, eyeing you all over with his bright blue eyes as if checking to make sure you were not hurt while you were away, outside of his protection.
"Oh, alright…. But I'm doing much better now that I'm home." You hugged him again, burying your face in his chest, breathing in the scent of him- cheeseburgers and milkshakes.
Alfred laughs, wrapping his bomber jacket around you so you are trapped against hi
FrancexReader-RainYou splashed through a big puddle as thunder rumbled over head. You shivered, wrapping your arms around yourself. You couldn't believe you'd gotten yourself stuck out here in the rain! It had been such a nice day when you had decided to take your German shepherd, Hercules, out on a walk. But soon enough it had begun to pour and now you were outside in the freezing cold in the evening without a rain jacket. You stumbled along the sidewalk, Hercules following closely at your heels, whining. You blinked, covering your eyes as the bright headlights of a car flashed by. You blinked some more. The lights had not gone away. Did the car just stop?FrancexReader-Rain in Short Stories More Like This
You took your hand away from your eyes and were shocked to find a beautiful silver Porsche parked in front of you. The window rolled down smoothly and a long haired, blonde and blue eyes young man with a hint of stubble on his chin looked at you.
"Cherie, did you get stuck out in zhe rain?" He asked you in an amazingly heart melting French accent.
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. "_______...
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
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
Playing Games (PrussiaxReader)Playing Games (PrussiaxReader) in General Fiction More Like This
A Hetalia fanfiction
“Let’s play a game.”
“No.” You looked down at your exam preparations and continued to study, writing in your notebook as you did.
“Come on! What’s wrong with playing games? I’m bored.”
“Can’t you see I’m studying for my exams, Gilbert?” You still refused to gaze at him, instead focusing on your impossibly complex textbooks and test prep workbooks. Why the hell did he have to come to you now, of all times, when you had to study? “C’mon—I’ll play a game with you tomorrow. Right now we should be studying. Where are your textbooks?”
“Left ‘em at home,” explained the German—or as Gil would say, “Prussian”—as he reclined against your apartment’s couch. “Let’s just play one game. One game. I swear, that’s all I want. You
Just Another Holiday (Werewolf!EnglandxReader)Just Another Holiday (Werewolf!EnglandxReader) in General Fiction More Like This
A Hetalia Fanfiction
Just Another Holiday
It was that month, the month of December—the month when frost settled over the glassy windows and snow drifted onto the windowsills, where young children pressed their small, pale faces against the glass blocking them from the large, colourful Christmas displays that lined the shops. All were celebrating and drinking to their good health… that is, all but one man.
“Hey… Arthur.” You sat down at the table, grim-faced, at you gazed carefully at the blonde Englishman that sat before you. Arthur Kirkland’s face was pale and grim, as usual, and he took a sip of beer with an air of darkness and seriousness as you had never seen anyone do before.
“Good evening, __________.” He blinked disapprovingly at you, and you looked back calmly as if you had no idea what he was so upset about.
You gave him a small half-smile as you leaned forward in your stool and
A Case of 'Tsundere' (PrussiaxReader)A Case of 'Tsundere'A Case of 'Tsundere' (PrussiaxReader) in General Fiction More Like This
Gilbert Beilschmidt. She might think of him as a nuisance; as a complete bastard; an egotistical, childish boy; well, a total idiot, that was for sure. But one thing (Name) knew was that he was something of importance in her life.
… What sort of importance, that was the only thing she couldn’t really figure out.
She’d met him at a motorcycle shop as she cruised through the various models, searching for something that was a real beauty and yet somehow affordable. Needless to say, the three hundred and fifty dollars in her back pocket hadn’t cut it for the amazing red motorcycle that she’d found in the back of the shop, but he… he was something different.
He’d come up to her, a wide grin on his face, proclaiming that he was “the awesomest guy in the world”. She’d eyed him, stared him up and down, taken in the ripped jeans and the baggy t-shirt, and thrown a box of ti
Playing Tricks (PrussiaxReader)Playing Tricks (PrussiaxReader) in General Fiction More Like This
God… I hate the exams. Gilbert tried not to let out a stifled yawn as he began to lean his chair back. And I didn’t even study for them!
He turned his head to peer around himself for a moment, and then his shoulders sagged again as he hung his head. I’m not even sitting next to any smart students… can’t copy off of them…
And he hadn't had any sleep last night either, because he had been out at your house with some beer and wurst. Gil had come up with some brilliant idea to come over unexpectedly to have a slumber party, and somehow he had managed to drag you, the intellectual, logical, usually smart student, into having a late-night party the day before the exams. Great.
"It was a great idea. Who doesn't like slumber parties?" Gilbert sighed and propped his head on his hands, which caused the baggy sweatshirt he was wearing to scratch his face. "I don't even know why I had to borrow this jacket from
Forever Hetalian Fangirl (HetaliaxReader) Part 1Forever Hetalian Fangirl (HetaliaxReader) Part 1 in General Fiction More Like This
A Hetalia Fanfiction
Forever Hetalian Fangirl
“Aaah, hitofude de, miru subarashii sekai…” You sang the words of the ending song as you closed your eyes, imagining every scene ever created in Hetalia, your hand looping and swaying through the air as you did, as if you were conducting it. “Nagagutsu de kanpai da…”
Putting some effort into the last couple of words, you smiled cheerily and let out one last shout of: “Hetalia!” Then you let out an exhausted cheer as episode 10 of the first season was ended.
“… Now… on to the next episode.” You glanced up at the clock. It was already 10:42 PM, but that didn’t really matter… it was the Saturday, after all, and you’d been waiting all the week to be able to just lie back, relax, and watch Hetalia all day. Well, not all day--there were still other things to do, such as the terrible amount of homewo
Frostbitten (Jack FrostXReader)A Rise of the Guardians FanfictionFrostbitten (Jack FrostXReader) in General Fiction More Like This
You took a deep breath of sharp, fresh air as you continued, only half-energetically, to hike up the snow-covered hill. You supposed you couldn’t quite call it a mountain, as it wasn’t even 100 feet tall; but it was dangerously steep, and the gravelly paths were ice-crusted at the edges. Even for a hill, it was exciting enough to count as one during the winter—each moment guaranteed danger, thrill, and the bitter taste of the cold on your tongue.
Hiking on a winter’s day like this—your parents thought you must have been going insane, but of course they didn’t understand. They weren’t quite so fond of the winter as you were: for them, winter meant having to shovel out the driveway, more accidents and tripping in the ice, and more trouble and stress. That’s how adults were.
But for you, winter meant snow.
Snow. It was such a beautiful thing, to
You Are My Exception (JapanxReader)You Are My Exception (JapanxReader) in General Fiction More Like This
A Hetalia Fanfiction
You Are My Exception
Japan had a rule.
Sure, he had a lot of rules, big and little, complicated and simple rules, ranging from not allowing you to enter his house without taking off your shoes to not touching that strange, mysterious machine in his storage room, but this was the ultimate rule.
It was the “No Touchy” rule. Yes, Kiku had a no-touching rule. And it was the same as all his other rules—break that rule, and he would disown you if he could. But… as his close friend and his fellow neighbor, should you not be allowed to breach at least one of these rules?
… there’s got to be something that he’ll let me do. Your mind raced through the possibilities. Limitless possibilities, yes, because there were so many rules, but very few opportunities. Definitely not going to touch his kimonos… no. He’d kill me. And I’d stay away from that machine if I could… God, w
Preparing for Christmas (SwedenxReader)Preparing for Christmas (SwedenxReader) in General Fiction More Like This
A Hetalia Fanfiction
Preparing for Christmas
“Joy to the world, the Lord is come…” You sang softly under your breath as you trudged down the snow-covered sidewalk, your gloved hands stuffed into your sweatpants’ pockets. “Let earth receive Her king…”
You sang for a few minutes, trying to find a way to keep yourself busy for the time being as you cleared your throat, your mind racing at a quick speed, with all those thoughts cooped up in your head. Then you cast a sidelong look to the other side of the street, where your neighbor, Berwald Oxenstierna, resided.
It wasn’t that you were walking along the sidewalk waiting for him to come out of his house—well, perhaps that wasn’t the entire reason—but you had been pacing back and forth down the street for nearly an hour, and yet the small house showed no sign of being alive with the Christmas spirit at all; nor had its o
On the Other Side of the Glass (EnglandxReader)Every morning, she arose exactly at an hour before dawn to glimpse the face in her mirror, a face that was ethereal and glowing, a face that was, at first to her surprise, not her own.On the Other Side of the Glass (EnglandxReader) in General Fiction More Like This
Every morning for months, she'd woken up to stare in the hand mirror at her bedside and realize that the one in the reflection was a man that she did not know at all, a man with blonde rugged hair that matted his head with an unruly flair with green eyes that sparkled and glinted like the sun.
The first time this had happened, she'd screamed and run away, too afraid to tell anyone of what she had seen for fear that they might think her mad. But slowly, steadily, she grew used to this man in the mirror.
This image of the man who appeared in the mirror, exactly at one hour to dawn every morning when she would wake, was something of a miracle to her. He never told her why he was there--although a few weeks after she began to watch the face in the mirror she finally found that he could speak, and with the sm
Pocky!~ PrussiaxReaderThis is a PrussiaXReader! Please comment if I messed up on any grammer... ^.^Pocky!~ PrussiaxReader in Romance More Like This
It was a normal day at school, Your teacher was randomly pulled out of the room at your principles office for a unknown reason.
You sat there talking to your friend until you heard a weird laughing sensation behind you. You turned to see Gilbert, Francis, and Antonio all staring at you. You have known these three since first grade and it was obvious they were going to do something completely stupid, like always.
Gilbert was the first to speak, "Vell, [name] looks like your in a crappy mood, ve should play a little game." Francis pulled a pack of a snack with a label that said Pocky. Antonio grinned, "It's alot of fun!" Gilbert quickly grabbed the box and smirked at you, "I vill go first since I thought of the idea." He pulled out one of the thin long sticks of pocky.
You quickly took it from him and spoke "Wait a minute, what kind of g
Love Forever [PrussiaXReader]Love Forever [PrussiaXReader] in Short Stories More Like This
Warning: Fluff...implied smut...maybe? *is shot* um..Prussia OOC-ness? *is shot again*
If he could only read her mind, she'd say:
Buy me a rose, call me from work, open a door for me, what would it hurt?
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes
She was upset. Upset that it seemed like Prussia didn't have any time for her. He was always working or out drinking. She wondered if he'd even remember their anniversary (which was today). She wondered if she did something wrong that made him stay late at work. When ever he was home she would try anything to turn his head and it seemed like nothing was working. She could only hope that he would realize how much she missed him…and soon he did.
"[Name]! I'm home!" Prussia shouted, his work bag falling to the floor with a loud thud.
She smoothed out her clothes while she walked to the front door.
"How was work Gilbert?" She asked, putting on a small smile.
The sexy smirk on her husband's face made her stomach flip.
Closer to the Edge [AmericaXReader]Closer to the Edge [AmericaXReader] in Short Stories More Like This
He loves you, he really does…
"Alfred~" She whined, coming into her boyfriend's game room. "You've been playing Call of Duty all day! Can we go out for dinner?"
"Hold on [Name], I finally got England to play and we've gotten to level 24! There's no way I can back out now!"
[Name] huffed and crossed her arms, "Alfred!" She moved so she was in front of the TV, "Please!"
"[Name], move please!" The country said, leaning towards the side so he could see around her. "Come on, just a few more rounds!"
She could tell she was working his nerves but at this point she didn't really care.
"You said that two hours ago!" She snapped.
Finally getting fed up and walked to the back of the TV and pulled the plug. "There!"
She looked at America who was blankly staring at the TV.
"Babe, I love you." He said. "But I'm going to give you a ten second head start."
His tone dry- a tone she had never heard before.
I think I pushed him off the edge… She thought, but she though
AmericaXReader: For A FriendAmericaXReader: For A Friend in General Fiction More Like This
If anyone was to go up to [Name] and ask her what was the most important thing to her she would automatically reply, "Family and friends." It was who she was- she was loyal, told the honest truth no matter how hard it was, and would never leave a friend behind. She often told her friends during their serious conversations, "You know I'd never tell you something to get yourself hurt. I'm telling you what you need to hear not what you want to hear because that will get you nowhere."
Though she had these redeeming qualities she also had a sarcastic streak and could come off slightly rude though she meant no harm.
"Good God!" She said, looking at Alfred's high score on his math test. "You overachiever, I wish I could get that good of a grade!"
"Math's not that hard!" Alfred grinned. "I might suck at Biology and English, but Math is my thing so no judgment."
She giggled, "Too late, I'm judging you."
She didn't know it, but Alfred didn't like her sarcasm sometimes though
Remembering the Beginning [AmericaXReader]Remembering the Beginning [AmericaXReader] in Short Stories More Like This
Look at this photograph, every time I do it makes me laugh
It was a nice spring day and America decided to moves some things into the storage room and clean other things out.
"What's this?" He muttered, reaching into one of the boxes and pulling out a dusty book.
He blew the dust off and it reveled to be a brown photo album. He sat cross-legged on the floor and began flipping through the photos.
"[Name], is so cute in this picture." He laughed.
It was a picture of him and his wife when they were much younger- when he was still living with England. She grinned at the camera and her eyes still held the mischief they do today (plus she had just finished pulling a prank on England). She wore a white dress and a red bandana in her hair.
"Alfred," He jumped slightly when he felt a pair of arms wrapped around his shoulders. "What'cha doing?"
America grinned up at his wife and pointed at the picture, "Remember this?"
[Name] blinked and looked at the old picture, "Oh! It's the
This Isn't Goodbye [GermanyXReader]This Isn't Goodbye [GermanyXReader] in Short Stories More Like This
It's not goodbye…
"D-don't leave…" She pleaded. "How about you let me come with you?"
"I have to [Name], I'm sorry." He told her softly. "And you know you can't come with me."
"Ludwig he's evil, don't you see?" [Name] pleaded, "Killing all those people I-it's wrong!"
Germany let out a sigh and placed his forehead on her's, "Keine Sorge, ich komme in kürzester Zeit." 
She wished she could believe that, she really did. "Don't leave me...I love you."
"Ich liebe dich auch. Ich werde Sie bald sehen."  Was his reply.
He gave her a quick kiss before placing his black hat on top of his blonde hair and walking out of the house. Tears rolled down her face as she watched him leave her. She could only hope he would be the same man that she loved when he returned from doing his horrid deeds.
It's see you later.
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Papa!FranceXchild!Reader: You are Not Useless
The small child gazed out the window- watching her mother walk away.
"[Name], are you hungry?"
She turned to look at the French nation. "Yes, Papa."
France picked her up and carried her to the kitchen, setting her down at the table while he prepared lunch the two of them. [Name] let her mind wonder, thinking about the events that just took place. Her caretaker and mother had dropped her off at France's house about an hour ago- telling her that she would have to say with her Papa France for a while. [Name] was a French and [country name] territory- her people speaking both her mother's and father's language.
"[Name], be a good little girl for your Papa okay?" Her mother had instructed in haste. "Mama won't be around for a while."
"Okay Mama," [Name] had replied reluctantly. She watched her Mama and Papa talk in hushed tones- her Papa seemed worried and frustrated while Mama looked angry and sad; what was happening?
Reminiscing [EnglandXReader]Reminiscing [EnglandXReader] in Short Stories More Like This
It was on the battlefield when she first met the foreign nation. His green eyes glaring into her dark ones. She had in her hands a gun and he had one in his. She held a strong front but it was only to mask the pain she was in. So many of her people were losing their lives in this war and small scratches would be left upon her skin.
"I will ask you again slave where is America?" Britain glared.
"And I will answer you again Britain, I do not know." [Name]lied, a scowl on her face.
America was in pain right now and she refused for Britain to see him in his current state.
"I think I'll need to teach you your place!"
"Go ahead, make my day."
By time America walked unto the battlefield [Name] had received a bullet wounded to the leg and numerous scratches while Britain had only a few on his face.
"I want my freedom, Britain! I'm no longer a child or your little brother. For now on consider me independent!" America declared, gun
PrussiaxReader: To an Unknown CrushPrussiaxReader: To an Unknown Crush in Romance More Like This
I feel a sadness in my heart
Knowing I'll never be a part of his story
You watched him walk down the hall with her. Silver hair and red eyes. How you wished that his eyes would gaze at you that way But deep in your heart you knew this selfish wish could never come true. Gilbert Beilschmidt would never consider you anything more than a friend.
"Hey Lizzie, you want to go out for ice cream with the awesome me after school?"
Elizabeta smiled at him, "Sorry, I have something I have to do. Maybe another time."
You could easily tell that Gilbert was disheartened, "Oh, ok. You can spend time with the awesome me later!" Eliza giggled at him and gave him a kiss. This made your blood run cold. And with that she ran off.
Cursed to be the reader
That must be the Lord's decree
"Hey _________!" shouted Gilbert finally seeing you. "Want to get ice cream after school?" You had lessons with Roderich after school, but you would much rather spend time with him than with that stuffy Austrian.
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
DenmarkxReader: Umm...OopsDenmarkxReader: Umm...Oops in Romance More Like This
Nervously you paced back and forth inside the small bathroom in your one bedroom apartment. You were near tears as you waiting for your fate to be determined by the small white contraption called a pregnancy test. Normally a girl would be overjoyed to have a child; well yeah if that woman was married! Not only weren't you married, but you weren't even dating the supposed father.
No you were not a floozy, in fact far from it when you were sober.
"Hey _________, have a drinking contest with me!" shouted your Danish crush. He let out a hiccup and took another swig of beer.
You laughed already on your tenth beer. "Sure!"
Making out on the table to doing unspeakable things in Gilbert's guest bedroom.
~end of le flashback~
It wasn't that you didn't like Mathias, it was the simple fact that you weren't together. And you didn't know the first thing about raising kids. You simply were not ready for this. But you couldn't get an abor
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
Punk!EnglandxPunk!Reader: GirlfriendPunk!EnglandxPunk!Reader: Girlfriend in Romance More Like This
“Give it up __________,” Eliza said taking a slurp from her drink, “he’s with that girl (least favorite name)…”
You squeezed your cup so hard it started to crinkle. The ‘happy couple’ was sitting in the corner booth having milkshakes. Running your tongue over you’re your lip rings your growled. Arthur Kirkland was a well-known punk rocker.
So why on earth was he dating that priss (least favorite name)?
“___________, we’re up,” Lili said. The five of you girls were in a band called ‘Heart Breakers’. You, Eliza, Lili, Kat, and Nat.
“Hey, Lili let’s try the song?”
She smiled and nodded, “You’re on.”
Once all five of you were on stage; Eliza on bass, Lili on keys, Kat on guitar, and Nat on drums. You stepped up to the mic.
“Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don’t like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!
I think you need a new
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
7. PrussiaxReader: Rocken7. PrussiaxReader: Rocken in Humor More Like This
Rocking around the Christmas Tree
at the Christmas party hop
Mistletoe hung where you can see
Ev'ry couple tries to stop
Rocking around the Christmas Tree
Let the Christmas Spirit ring
Later we'll have some pumpkin pie
and we'll do some caroling
-Rockin' Around The Christmas Tree
"Oh _______________~!" a sing-song voice called, "look what I found." You turned around in horror to find Prussia waving a piece of mistletoe back and forth. "Pucker up!"
You ran as fast as you could around the crowds of guests. Gilbert, the human personification of Prussia, the ex-nation, was chasing you around Alfred's party with the dreaded mistletoe.
"Haha!" Gilbert shouted triumphantly, "gotcha!" he grabbed your arm and held you in place. "Now give me my kiss, keseses~."
He closed his eyes and pursed his lips leaning in. At the last moment you ducked and Gilbert ended up kissing Francis.
"Ohonhon~ mon ami, if you wanted a kiss you only had to ask…"
"Ah!" Gilbert jumped letting you go; now he was being cha
BTTxReader: Bad Touch PartyBTTxReader: Bad Touch Party in Romance More Like This
"Come on _________, just this one party," your friend Eliza begged. For weeks she had been trying to get you out of your basement and to one of the many parties that were being thrown for the last few months of the school year.
You looked up from your math homework, "For the last time no. However, if you want to go and get wasted be my guest."
"But ____________~ anybody who's anybody is going to be there!" she whined. "Please, please, please, please, plllllllllllllleeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaase!"
"But Roderich is going to be there!" she whined. Her elaborate plan was to confess to him and if he didn't accept she could say she was drunk off her butt. "If I don't have a wingwoman I'm doomed!"
"Seriously wingwoman?" you asked. "Why don't you ask I don't know anybody but me!"
Eliza scowled, "I won't force you to wear a dress."
You glared at her.
"Ok, ok, I won't force you to dance either."
"Fine," you spat.
Eliza's face lit up, "Thank you, thank you, thank y
F.A.C.E.xReader: Movie NightF.A.C.E.xReader: Movie Night in Humor More Like This
"Artie, get the popcorn!" you shouted. "The movie's starting!"
"Don't call me that!"
Alfred pulled you onto his lap. "Come on babe; move over so Artie can sit down."
Francis gave a pervyish laugh as your face turned red.
"Ohonhon, you don't want to sit on Alfred's lap, who don't you sit on mine?"
"Shut up you perverted frog!"
"Guys the movie's starting," Matthew whispered.
A small voice from Matthew's bear asked, "Who are you."
Matt sighed, "I'm Matthew…"
"Dude, Matt, I didn't see you there!"
"Be quiet Alfie," you said using the nickname you knew he hated. His face turned red and he shut up.
After the movie was over Alfred jumped up and shouted, "THAT WAS AWESOME!"
You had fallen to the floor and on top of Francis.
"Mon cher, all you had to do was-."
"Knock it off," everyone said.
You ended up sitting on Francis's lap for the next movie which was England's choice. Casino Royale.
"That was pretty interesting," you said.
"My turn," Matthew said quietly.
BTTxReader: Three Is Better Than OneBTTxReader: Three Is Better Than One in Romance More Like This
It wasn’t a wild party, but people were defiantly up to no good. There was some drinking and some of the gamers were sitting in front of the TV playing video games. There were even a few couples making out. And of course what party wouldn’t be complete without that totally awful teen drama?
“___________, we’re over,” your boyfriend told you with a smile in front of all your friends.
Your eyes widened, “Wha-what?”
He smirked, “You heard me, we’re over. I was starting to get tired of you weeks ago. (Name you hate) is so much better than you I’ve been hooking up with her for weeks now…”
Tears came to your eyes, “Fine.” With that you left, leaving your ex with a bloody nose and a bruised jaw. Sitting outside on the curb you called your friends. “Could you pick me up?”
“What’s up ___________?” Gilbert asked.
“Something wrong?” Antonio asked.
Furrowing your eyebrows
School Theme Prussia X Reader"Okay! Everybody you ready to go?" your boyfriend Prussia raised his fist high. He was the president in charge of the Yearbook. You and the rest of the team had just finished, after many tedious hours, finished the album and as a reward the school allowed you and the the rest of the group to go on a small trip. After much deliberation, everyone chose to go the mountains for some skiing and winter fun. Currently everyone was crowded around the van and on Prussia mark piled inside. Prussia sat shot gun and your logical friend was trusted with the wheel.School Theme Prussia X Reader in Short Stories More Like This
After a few hours of you could see the snowy mountain looming over head. Your friend turned down the music and everyone craned their neck to peer out the window. "Awesome, well not as much as me!" Prussia said and turned around to grin at you from the front seat.
"Yeah!" you smiled back and everyone quivered with excitement to get out of the car.
"Aright, everyone out!" your best friend said turning off the engine. Everyone clambered out
Canada Proposal(Inspired from something I saw on the News a couple years ago)Canada Proposal in Short Stories More Like This
“So you and (y/n) are getting married?” asked America sipping his soda.
“No, that’s not what I said,” his brother said with a sigh, “I want to ask her to marry me. It’s not quite the same thing.”
“So why haven’t you?”
“I’m not sure how to ask her.”
“What do you mean?”
America leaned on one elbow, “You got to do in a way she won’t forget. If it were my girl there would be fireworks, food, the whole sha-bang.”
“A way she won’t forget?” Canada muttered to himself.
“What does she like?”
“Well…she likes flowers,” said Canada slowly.
“Then give her a bouquet.”
Canada sat there and an idea formed in his head he smiled a stood up quickly. He looked around for his coat and pulled it on as
Spain ProposalYou sighed as you milked the cow in front of you. The hot sun above you beat down on your neck. You cow mooed and you glanced up. The familiar face of Spain grinned down at you from under his hat. “Hey (Y/n).” he said.Spain Proposal in Short Stories More Like This
“Hey.” He was your best friend from the time you were children. He lived on a farm farther out of town and came back every few months with crops and other materials.
It was late summer and everyone seemed to keeping married. You best friend had only just been married two weeks ago to the local store owner’s son.
“What are you doing?” he asked, leaning on his folded arms.
“Milk a cow.” You said flatly.
“Right.” He said his face red…probably from the sun. “So…” he said.
“How about it?”
“How about marry me?” You sort of froze up and then started milking the cow quickly not looking at him. “ I k
School Theme Switzerland X Reader"I'm not so sure about this anymore." you whisper to yourself. You were standing out side of the guns men office. Your group was suppose to met there for our first lesson in Riflery.School Theme Switzerland X Reader in Short Stories More Like This
You were terrified, you couldn't even touch a gun, let alone fire one. So why the heck were you in this class? You only attended Hetalia High on a solar ship. You actually lived in one of the poorest districts in town. Things were getting bad there and you needed some means of protection, sense you ad to live alone. Martial Arts was out of the question, your only option left was Guns.
You took a deep breath and turned the door knob and stepped into the office.
"Your late (y/n)!" shouted Switzerland. He had a riffle strapped over one shoulder and a clipboard in his hand. Switzerland was suppose to be one grade above you, but his little sister had convinced him to at least instruct this club.
"S-Sorry." you stuttered.
"Never mind." his said abruptly.
Ignoring you he ordered everyone outside and
America X Reader Sad"Miss?"America X Reader Sad in Short Stories More Like This
"Oh!" you turned your head. A little girl in a hospital pajamas should by your bed. "Yes?" you asked quietly.
The girl shifted and then held out a daisy. "This is for you miss."
You looked at the small flower. It was shot and delicate like it would break at any moment, just like you. you gingerly took it. "Thank you." you smiled down at her. The little girl smiled back and her nurse cam win and lead her away for treatment.
You were looking down at your flower, twirling it between your fingers when him came in. "Yo, (y/n). How you doing today?"
You looked it up. It was your boyfriend and your doctor. "Oh, America. I'm doing fine." you smiled.
"That's Dr. America." he said with a wink. "Who gave you a little flower?" he asked while check monitors.
"A little girl." you said.
"A little girl?" he repeated. You described her and her nurse and he said, "Oh! I know her. She's sweet, right dude?"
"Yeah." you said and then a coughing fit came and you doubled over. America rus
School Theme England X ReaderBack to school again. What a drag after the wonderful summer break you just had. School was fine, but you were already feeling like you were failing your classes. You just couldn't get the problems in Math with Mr. Japan, Biology was fine but the teacher scared you, you were run ragged after P.E. with Mr. Germany, Home Ec was fun but you always seemed to burn what ever you made.School Theme England X Reader in Short Stories More Like This
You dug inside your bag and pulled out your new schedule and scanned the periods. "It's 1:20 now, so that means period F. Which is...English!" you mutter dot yourself. English was good. Everything was pretty simple to remember and Mr. England taught it too! He was always polite and generally laid back, until Monsieur' France or Mr. America would randomly walk in.
In the distance the clock tower rang and students poured out of classrooms and head to their lockers or the next class. You walked with crowd and a couple of your friends toward the English section. General chatter floated around the hallways and
Romano ProposalIt had been a long day at work. Everything seemed to go wrong and go against you. You walked dearly to your apartment door. You put the key in the lock and turned it. The locked clicked open, but you didn’t open it. You stood with your forehead pressed against the frame.Romano Proposal in Short Stories More Like This
Finally you sighed and turned the handle. The door sung opened and you stepped inside. You removed your coat and shoes and put the quietly in the closet. You walked out of the entry hall and almost didn’t notice the roses. They were everywhere, in vases and on the floor. Candles flickered by the windows and on the tables.
“What the?” you whispered. You looked around and on the dinning room table sat a small back box. You frowned and walked over to it. You gentle removed the lid. Inside was another a box, smaller and made with velvet. You heart stopped, it couldn’t be what you thought it was.
You slowly lifted the lid and…. there was nothing inside. ‘What?’ you thought.
School Theme RomaniaX ReaderMythology the study of legend and folklore, you read to your self from your slim textbook. Your friend, that goofy ball, had made you take this class. You looked up as the door opened. You had been sitting in the front row of Mr. Romania's classroom. The room was covered with posters and dark shades. The door swung opened and your teacher strolled in.School Theme RomaniaX Reader in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey everybody." he said mischievously. A round of greetings went though the classroom. "Okay!" he clapped his hands together. "Shall we get started?" The classed started with brief introductions and went right into the lesson. You sat skeptically couldn't help but roll your eyes at some of the tales. Seriously? A underworld? No one you had died had come back to even prove such a thing. And vampires or Dracula? Give me a break.
When class was dismissed you packed you bags and left, eager to get to a actually lesson of fact and not myth. Mr. Romania also looked young to you and you petered your teacher to at least appear to hav
Germany ProposalYou pulled your knees to your chin and hugged them. The late night clouds moved away from the moon, letting the beams dance on your cheeks and reflect off your hair.Germany Proposal in Short Stories More Like This
You glanced a pile of letters on a small table. They were all from your beloved from distance places that seemed to far away. Why did he have to join the army? Sadness washed over your head and you slowly put your head on your knees.
“Bonk” You looked up. “Bonk”. There it was again. Squinting you stood and walked to the glass doors that led to the balcony. “Bonk” A small pebble bounced off the windowpane. You stared at it and then slowly pushed the doors open. The cool winds made the curtains fly and your hair spin around your face. You looked out across the dark landscape and saw nothing, but the shadows of the trees. Hesitatively you stepped out onto the balcony, pulling your clothes around you.
You jumped so badly and nearly fell over. You heard a sweet and
France One ShotThe late morning sun shown through the newly washed window and bounced off the polished counters. The reflected light made rainbows dance in the air. Colored light wasn’t the only thing in the air, though. The scent of fresh bread, pastries, and warm butter swirled though out of the shop. Anyone walking by would be tempted to press his or her nose to the glass to catch a waft of the aroma. But what could you expect? This was France; in France there is delicious food.France One Shot in Short Stories More Like This
France also happened to be the name of the shop owner and head pastry chef. He had just opened the store for business and was sitting on a small wooden stool. Customers wouldn’t be coming for a while and he was relaxing until rush hour came. He propped his French newspaper open and scanned the pages. From the open door, sounds of the town waking up and starting a new day came in.
It only took a couple minutes before people came. There were all sorts of people who came to buy pastries from his
Mad libs (BTTXReader)“Just calm down okay?!” You cried, growling at the three boys sprawled on your floor. “No way!”Mad libs (BTTXReader) in Romance More Like This
“We have to decide who sleeps where right?” Antonio nodded vigorously. “Yeah! I mean someone gets the spare bed and the others have to sleep on the sofa!”
You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. You should’ve known inviting the notorious trio of boys might not have been your brightest idea. And you’d even asked them for a sleepover.
If I’m ever able to go back in time, I’ll kick my own arse! You swore to yourself as you settled yourself down on the couch. “Let’s do it like this.” The three sat up, crowding around you. Gilbert on your right, Francis on your left and Antonio sitting crosslegged on the floor.
“Let’s play a game.” Francis pouted and leant on your shoulder. “Whaaat? What type of game?”
You smirked playfully at him, flipping some hair from your face.
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
Mistletoe series (PrussiaXReader)You were in the midst of putting some Christmas presents underneath the huge tree at America’s party when an annoyingly loud voice yelled at you. The Prussian’s shout made you jump, also making you drop the present in your hands to the floor.Mistletoe series (PrussiaXReader) in Romance More Like This
“Hey! Heads up!” You sighed, knowing that if you didn’t turn around quickly you’d probably be pelted with a ball of some sort or even water balloons. What you certainly didn’t expect was the Prussia smashing his lips against yours with fervour as France held a plant above your heads.
Chuckling Spain snapped a picture of your shocked expression. Prussia grinned self-satisfied with being able to kiss you, pulling back from your lips. It was at that point that you realised that the leaves being held aloft graciously by the Frenchman weren’t those of mistletoe.
“You bastards! This is holly!” You cried, chasing the three around the room. “It’s close enough!” They answered in
My Maths teacher's brother (GermanyXReader)Humming, you rang the bell to your teacher's house. You'd been having trouble with Maths for a while now and only recently had you found a teacher to help you. Although he was cocky, he really did explain things thoroughly to you and it showed in your results.My Maths teacher's brother (GermanyXReader) in Romance More Like This
Gilbert was an older brother of one of the guys in your class. Ludwig was a bit odd around you, he always acted strangely but you didn't let it get to you.
The door opened, snapping you out of your day-dreaming. You walked in without a moment's hesitation, smiling at Ludwig as he held the door for you.
Awkwardly he followed as you went in to the dining room which was where your lessons took place. His eyes roamed over your back to your behind, he couldn't help himself. He was a teenage boy afterall and he knew his behaviour must be different around you, but he couldn't help lusting after you.
He had had the most major crush on you ever since you'd admitted that you needed a Maths teacher and of course he immediately recommended h
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.
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
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
Jealous Dane on the loose (DenmarkXReader)You walked down the hall, hand-in-hand with your boyfriend. And let me tell you, it hadn't been easy to snag one. As you and Mathias were almost always together, lots of people assumed that the two of you were an item.Jealous Dane on the loose (DenmarkXReader) in Romance More Like This
And as such, not a lot of boys really approached you. Those who did however, almost instantly started liking you. You got their hints; their prolonged gazes at you, the way they always touched your shoulder or arm when they had the chance. And often you'd get together with them.
And they would always leave. Always. And you'd never know the reason why.
You kissed your boyfriend on the cheek, waving at him as you went to your own class. He smiled as if in a dream; how on earth had he been able to get a girl as good as you? When he crossed the hallway to his own classroom, he was suddenly pulled back, his head hitting the lockers behind him hard.
"So you're the new one eh?" The blond Dane gripped your boyfriend by the throat, hoisting him up off the floor. Mathias smirked a
Jaw-dropping news (PrussiaXPregnant Reader)Gilbert’s jaw just about hit the floor when you told him the big surprise. “Y-you’re not joking are you frau?” He asked, his red eyes wide. You glanced away from him, hoping his reaction could’ve been different.Jaw-dropping news (PrussiaXPregnant Reader) in Romance More Like This
“No, I’m not. Gil, we’re going to be parents.” You repeated, stroking his cheek as he continued to stare at you. As though the cogs in his brain had finally stopped whirring, a huge grin bloomed across his face. He crowed loudly and you jumped in shock.
“Don’t do that!” You told him, but he wasn’t listening as he was dancing around, kissing his fingers and throwing them up into the air.
“What are you doing?” You asked bemusedly, shaking your head at him. He grinned at you, wrapping his arms around you and swirling you around in circles with him. “I was thanking God for his awesomeness! But then again, you’re the awesome one here!” He leaned down to kiss you, squeezing you
Don't be jealous(FranceXReaderXChild England)“(y/n)! (y/n)!”Don't be jealous(FranceXReaderXChild England) in Romance More Like This
It had arrived....
Francis’ worst possible nightmare.
The British kid sitting on your lap was grinning widely at you as he bounced up and down. Why now? Why today, it being the day he’d wanted to be with you all alone and who knew, maybe get a little more intimate than usual?
Francis slumped on the coffee table, his blond hair splayed around his head like a halo. He pouted, his temple resting against the cover of a few glossy magazines, though his breath was making his cheek stick onto them.
“And they even had unicorns!” The blond sitting on you, stood up and used his hands as he described what he’d seen at the fantasy forest. “Is that so?” You murmured, smiling at him brightly and indicating for him to continue his tale.
Francis’ expression soured. That smile should have been aimed at him!
“Yeah! And they even had leprechauns and fauns and-“ Art
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Gilbert woke up with a sigh. His silvery white hair messier and his ruby red eyes dull. Even though outside was warm and sunny, all he felt was cold and emptiness. Dragging himself out of bed, he began his way to his bedroom. On his was, he passed a room. A memory flashed in his head.
"Hey _____.. I heard you're gonna move back with your parents.." Gilbert questioned, very unlike his 'awesome' self. The (e/c) eyed girl turned, seeing her best friend, and secret crush mind you, standing by her bedroom door.
"Yeah.." she turned around as tears bubbled in her eyes, silently packing her things. She had been living alone for a long time, since she started high school in fact. She was able to support herself from the start but things came downhill in her last year of high school. She lost her job at the cafe she worked on for hitting an employee. She couldn't help it! The girl touched a sensitive subject. The landlord's son was co
Prussia x reader ChocolateThis makes no sense whatsoeverPrussia x reader Chocolate in General Fiction More Like This
"(Name)!(Name)!" (Name) turned around to see Lili running towards her. She sigh.
"What is it now Lili?" she asked with a somewhat bored tone. Fixing the strap of her school bag, the (h/c) waited for Lili to catch her breath.
"(twin's name)... s-she's... b-being beaten u-up... be..behind the s-school.." Lili gasp out. (Name) sigh. Her twin, unlike her, was soft hearted-much like their friend Feliciano.
"mmkay," she responded, her voice monotone. "Hold my bag would ya?" without waiting for an answer, she threw the bag at the blonde and went on her way.
~Mini time skip~
A strangled cry escaped the (h/c)'s lips as she was thrown to the wall.
"What?! Can't fight now (Name)?!" a male, obviously the leader, laughed. His laugh was cut off by a punch to the cheek. He was caught by his gang members before he hit the floor and blood was trickling out of his mouth. "What the-?!"
"How dare you..." (Name) glared at them from under her bangs, her right hand
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"Why? Why?! Why do you believe that there is something good within me?!" Nikolai yelled, his purple coloured eyes glaring at the (e/c) of the female. The female showed no signs of fear, not even a wince, at his anger. Any sane person would have run away but not her. Alfred, her best friend, was a good ten feet away, praying for her safety.
"You're just misunderstood. I know you care for Anya and you're willing to protect her. I respect that but you have to give your sister some space," her usually cheerful voice was emotionless, her eyes staring, not at his eyes, but at his soul. Her phone beep, the alarm she set for her part-time job. With a sigh she turned on her heels and walked away.
"WHY DO YOU CARE ANYWAY!?" Nikolai yelled, pulling out a dagger from his gray jacket. (name) stopped, turning her head to look over her shoulder.
"Cause.. I like you Nikolai.. You're... loyal to the ones you love.."
Male!Belarus x Reader (drabble)Nikolai buried his face into (Name)'s pillow. He missed her warmth, her scent and, above all, her. He sigh, bringing the pillow closer to his body and inhaling. Her scent was still there making him crack a small smile.Male!Belarus x Reader (drabble) in General Fiction More Like This
'She's been away for a week now..' He thought closing his eyes. "(Name).. When are you coming home?" said female has been away on a business trip. Nikolai protested at first but gave in after the (h/c) gave him the pleading look, in other words, puppy dog eyes. He sigh again, feeling stupid for letting her go. He knew he would miss and yet, he still let her go. A knock interupted his sulking. Lifting his head from the pillow her glared at the door, only to have his eyes widen in shock.
"I'm home," (Name) stood at the door, a soft smile upon her lips. She looked exhausted but happy to be back. Nikolai bolted up from the bed and enveloped her in a hug, not too hard to block her airways but a gentle hug. (Name) hugged back, her hands grabbing at his shirt.
"I missed yo
Antonio's EndingAntonio's EndingAntonio's Ending in General Fiction More Like This
Today was one of those days you whished you lived with normal people.
Gilbert had woken you up at the crack of dawn (Really 7:01) , to tell you that Francis and Him were going shoping.
An hour later when you had nearly fallen back asleep, dance music started to play. Very LOUD dance music. And you knew exactly who was playing it.
God Damn it. Rolling out of bed you sleeply stumbled into the living room. Ready to chew the Spaniard out.
Only you couldn't. You stared at the sight that greeted you, not knowing if you should laugh or faint from shock.
Antonio stood in the middle of the room in an gawdy pirate costume, grinning like an idiot. Knee-high boots, an open shirt, a huge hat and veeeeeeeeery tight pants.Not to mention a bunch of earings. It was the sexiest sight you had ever seen.
"What are you doing Antonio?" Trying your best not to stare, you fiddled with the hem of your shirt.
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The sound of water running woke you up. rolling onto your side, you came face to face with a scrap of paper.
Squinting you picked it up and flipped it over.
We've gone out for the day. Gil is still home. There are fresh churros in the kitchen.
It was signed with a tomato and a rose.
Smiling you swung your legs over the edge of the bed. The little signatures reminded you of how silly your room-mates could get.
The phone rang.
Sighing you picked it up.
"WHERE IS THAT JACKASS." A familiar voice hissed.
Rolling your eyes you smiled, "Calm down Elizabeta, What did he do this time?"
With a snort she replied, "You don't wan't to know."
Your grin got wider, "I'm serious! What did he do?"
"Just give the phone to Gil." She sounded pissed.
"Okay okay." Leaping off your bed you set the phone down.
"GIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIL!!" You called down the hall. T
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Titanic Part 2
After the sinking
It had been four years since the sinking of the majestic Titanic. four years you had spent raising four children that weren't your own.
You sat aboard the RMS Carpathia. Beside you were four little figures. Ludwig, Peter, Alfred and Matthew. All of them made orphans by the sinking of the Titanic.
"Alright, You lot." A crewman pointed at them, "We're gunna send ya wif the orphanage lady. She'll take care of ya."
They stared up at him, dazed. Ludwig began to cry softly.
"Come on, don't stand around." He grabbed Alfred by the arm and pushed Peter forward.
"WAIT!" You stood up, Francis's coat slipping off your shoulders. "They, um They're my children." The crew man looked at you skeptically. "Is that right?"
To your surprise Alfred nodded. "Yeah."
"Fine." Grumbling the man left, throwing suspicious looks over his shoulder.
-----End Flash Back-------
Three Wishes BTTxReader one-shotThree WishesThree Wishes BTTxReader one-shot in General Fiction More Like This
You really hated the little town you lived in. It was a sleepy, half-dead kind of town. What your family and the other 78 residents thought was fun, you considered to be sleep inducing. You knew EVERYONE in the frickin' town. You wanted excitment, Fun something out of the norm for this place. Little did you know, a whirl wind of excitment was headed your way.
"So. Hows school?" Your father asked you, like he did every morning.
You bit into a peice of toast.
"Have you heard the news?
You rolled your eyes. In a town like this, gossip spread like wild fire. If there was anything new your nosiy neighbor wold have already called by now.
He frowned at you."Don't be like that. This is actually something of some importance."
You raised an eyebrow. Yo
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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
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Beautiful man and Socially Awkward
You hated parties with a passion. Mainly because you spent them in a corner, while HE laughed, the center of attention.
Gilbert was constantly partying.
You wouldn't even come to these parties if he hadn't asked you. He always asked you to come, even if sometimes he ended up leaving with a different girl.
You sighed, holding the water bottle closer to your chest. You weren't stupid enough to drink from the punch bowl, especially not when Gilbert had been the one to make it.
Someone shoved past you, making you spill some water down the front of your shirt.
How cliche. You though dryly, not bothering to try to trying wipe the liquid off. Your t-shirt was black, so it wouldn't really show. Gilbert was making out with some random girl on the couch. You felt your lips turn down in a slight frown.
"Excuse me." An accent sounded to the right. You looked up and blushed. A tallish man with long w
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The doorbell wouldn't stop ringing.
You pulled your pillow over your head. There was no way you were going to answer it.
The doorbell stopped. For a few minutes it was silent. You let out a little sigh of relief.
Whoever it was started pounding on the door.
Getting up, you grabbed a can of pepper spray. But you knew you wouldn't need it.
You had a pretty good idea who it was. He always came around this time of night.
Opening the front door, you stepped back as a familiar figure stumbled in, wine on his breath.
"What do you want Francis?"
The Frenchman grinned, his cerulean blue eyes slightly glazed over. You raised and eyebrow at his crumpled shirt and the mud staining the hem of his pant legs.
"How drunk are you?" You tapped the pepper spray can against your leg.
Francis just stood there, grinning. He had a bright red mark on his cheek and a scratch near his left eye.
You scowled. "How many bottles did you drink?"
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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 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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Bad Idea Part 2
It had to be the hottest day of summer. You were sprawled on your bedroom floor in a yellow tank top and black shorts. The radio crackled on. "And todays forcast. In the high 90's for most of the day, creeping into the 100's by this afternoon."
You groaned. That meant you were going to be stuck in the house all day. At least the A/C worked. Kinda. It had a bad habit of sputtering and giving out only to turn its self back on.
"Why are you on the floor chica?" Twisting your head you smiled up at Antonio, one of the guys you had shared this house with for the past year and a half.
"Lets go out side chica!! It's beautiful out!" You stared at him, "Dude its almost 97 degrees out there." He grinned "So? We could have a water fight!" It sounded tempting. Very very tempting. "Will Gil and Francis be playing?"
He shrugged, "I dunno,
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You pushed open the door to Germany's house. “Guten Tag, bros!” You greeted, slamming the door behind you. You were immediately forced into a hug by Italy. “Ciao, bella!” He smiled.
Italy pulled out of the hug and looked at you curiously. “Pasta? Where?”
You laughed. “I meant, you, Italy.”
“Why you call me pasta?”
“Because, as they say, you are what you eat.” You answered.
“Oh, well that makes sense. I LOVE pasta! In fact...” Italy skipped off into the kitchen at the same time Prussia was coming out.
“So you are what you eat, huh?” He smirked, pulling his arm around your waist. “Funny, I don't ever remember eating a sexy beast.”
You rolled her eyes. “Whatever, Gil. Wanna hang out today?”
“You had me at blowjob.”
“Wha...? But I didn't...”
Prussia put a finger over your mouth, silencing you. “Shhh. Don't speak.
25 Days of Christmas - Day 1325 Days of Christmas - Day 13 in Romance More Like This
-Two Weeks Before-
Romano sat in the small restaurant, waiting for you. He had called you earlier, saying he wanted to speak to you. A waiter had taken his order and left him to himself...until you came along.
“Hey, Romano.” You said. You sat down in the chair opposite him. “So, what’d you call me here for?” You asked. Romano looked down, blushing. “Did...you get an invitation to England’s Christmas party?”
“I don’t think anyone didn’t. Why?”
“I...just figured...if you were going...we could go together.” Romano was blushing more.
You giggled. “You mean, like a date?”
“No! I just mean I could pick you up...stupid.”
“Well, excuse me. If you plan on being rude all night, then no, I won’t go with you.”
“Uh...wait...(name).” You stood up and walked away. “Later, Romano.” Romano sighed. Not again. This wasn’t the first time you’d le
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Prussia was on a mission; a private mission of the utmost important and not a thing was going to stop him from achieving his ultimate goal. He made his way quietly through his house, ducking and hiding to avoid "compromisation" whenever he saw a shadow pass by or heard what even remotely sounded like footsteps. He swore nothing was getting in his way and he meant it.
He poked his head past a corner and then smirked. “Target acquired.” He muttered under his breath. He walked on his tip toes as quietly as possible until he saw his target move. He panicked and ducked behind the wall again. After a few moments, he poked his head back out again. “Good.” He breathed when he was sure it was still there. He got down on his stomach and crawled on the floor the rest of the way, sure he would stay out of sight this way.
Once finally at his destined location, he looked over his target and picked up his hand.
“Don't even think about it.” You groaned in your appar
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-The Day Of-
December 25th … just another day to Russia...or at least, it’s supposed to be. No. Not this year. This year, England was hosting a party and invited just about everyone except him; the Baltic States, his sisters, everyone. Belarus and Ukraine offered to stay with him, but he pushed them to go. He didn’t want them to be unhappy with him.
“I will bring back many gifts and snacks for you, brother.” Belarus said before she and Ukraine left. Russia waved with a forced smile as he watched them go. Once they were out of sight, his expression dropped and he retreated into his house. He now sat alone in his house in his living room in a chair next to the fire. His cat was at his feet, for some reason it seemed like he was sad, too. Well, they did say sometimes pets can take on the likeness of their owners.
A knock came at Russia’s door. Maybe it’s Belarus. She probably couldn’t stand thinking of me alone. Russia thought as he stood a
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-The Day Before-
After hours of grocery shopping with little Romano (you had asked to borrow him for the week and Spain wanted to buy his little Romano’s presents without him knowing, anyway), you walked to your friend, Spain’s house. Christmas was coming and Spain had asked you to do a bit of shopping for him so you and he could prepare the feast for tomorrow. While you were out, you had gotten a star for the tree Spain said he would get before you returned to his country. When you did get back, Spain took all of the bags off of your hands and walked into the kitchen. You followed him. “Hi, Belgium.” You said to her. She was pinching a blushing Romano’s cheeks. “Hello, (Name). You’re spending Christmas with us, right?” She asked.
“Well, I’m not spending the night, but I will be over for present opening.”
Netherlands came in, not saying anything, but going to the fridge. Belgium looked at her older bro
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-The Night Before-
Canada: H-hi, (Name).
You: Hey, Canada. What’s up?
Canada: Um...w-well...I..I was wondering if you’d like to...um...you know, come over to my place Christmas morning? I have something I for you and I can’t bring it to your house, so...
You: Sure, Canada.
Canada: Really?! Um...I...I thought you’d be going to England’s party. I heard everyone got invited. Even I was.
You: Well, are you going?
Canada: Only if you’ll be my...um...I mean...only if you’ll go with me.
You: Then, we’ll go together after I see this ‘present’ of yours.
Canada: O-k. See you (name)!
You: Bye, Canada.
Canada: Yes! I got a date with (Name)!
You: Canada...you missed the receiver.
click! Beep. Beep. Beep.
You sighed and rolled your eyes. “Oh, Canada.“
-The Morning Off-
“Canada.” You whispered, gently shaking him. He mumbled something and turned a bit,
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-The Day Of-
Christmas Day and you and Germany were in his living room waiting fo...
“Germany! Germany!” You heard Italy cry. He ran into the house, pale and screaming. He ran over to Germany and tackled him to the ground. Germany pushed him off and stood up. “What is it now, Italy.” He asked.
“I was trying to get to your place, but then Switzerland started shooting at me and he almost hit my...”
“Italy, before you continue, did you go through his territory?” You asked. Italy looked at you. “Well...yea, but...” You stopped him again.
“Italy, what have we told you about doing that? Don't you realize how dangerous it is? You could hurt yourself. Promise me you won't anymore.”
“Now, get up. We have a party to get to.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Italy smiled and saluted. Germany grabbed Italy by the back of his jacket and lifted him up. “If only you listened like this during tra
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The meeting started and the countries were getting absolutely nothing done. It was the holidays and everyone was just relaxing, sitting down and talking about plans for the holidays. Even Germany was letting loose.
In one area of the room, four of the allied boys were talking over their own plans until one of the female nations came over. “Hey, guys, I think something is wrong with England.” She said and pointed to him. His head was on the table with his arms around it.
“I'm sure he's fine.” America stated.
“He probably just got drunk again.” France added.
“I don't know. He really does seem upset. Maybe you should go talk to him.”
“Guys don't talk to guys about guy problems. We just punch each other in the shoulder. That's like...6 months worth of therapy right there.”
“Yea. To a girl.”
She leered at America. He groaned. “Fine. I'll go do it.”
He got up and walked over to En
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You walked with your niece, hand in hand, to the large office complex. She wasn't really your niece, she as your boss', but you had grown so attached to her that you called her your niece. The poor girl was frightened for her dear life, being as shy as she was, but her school was having a little competition to see who could sell the most treats and make the most money and you were going to help her win.
“Um...why are we going to this place again, Miss (Name)?” She asked, shaking in her little dress and boots. “Because, there are a lot of people here I know – really nice people, too, trust me – and they'll happily buy the cookies from you.” You replied as you entered the building. You headed to the elevator and rode to the top floor. “Th-there aren't t-too many people, um, are there?” Her voice started to squeak. “Well...I can't really say for sure, it would depend if everyone is there or not, but, if we're lucky the ONE person that
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-Two Days Before-
Denmark, Iceland, and Norway roamed the mall for what seemed like hours, looking for...well, they didn’t know what, exactly. Not yet, anyway. Denmark was trying to find the perfect gift for his girlfriend – you – and Norway and Iceland were “asked” to tag along. And, of course, by “ask”, I mean Denmark begged them until they said yes. So far, they’d been to seventeen malls in the past four weeks, but found nothing. Finland had offered to tell Denmark what it was you wanted, but Denmark said no. His pride wouldn’t allow him to seek any outside help. You were his (soon-to-be) girlfriend and he alone would find you the perfect present.
“Denmark, this is the third mall you’ve dragged us to today! Just call Finland and ask him what (name) wants.” Iceland said, standing in front of Denmark. “No.” Denmark whined. “I want to figure it out on my own.”
“Then why are we h