Alistair Kirkland, let out a huge breath of smoke, as he peered down over the couch arm to see his friend (your name) flipping open a laptop screen.
“What are ye doin'?” he asked, his thick accent made her want to swoon.
“I want to ask you some questions.” she answered, hoping her friend would agree instead of finding a bypass to avoid it.
“Fine then.” he grumbled. “But be quick.”
By then, (your name) was already on the apparent 'site' and began to scroll down the page.
“Is is true that Scottish are all gingers?”
Alistair looked to the top of his head to see a little glimpse of his red hair. He already knew he had RED hair, but the question (your name) just said sounded dumb.
“No lass. Not all Scottish are...'gingers'.”
(Your name) gave him a cute smiled, before continuing down the page. Alistair, however still didn't get the idea.
“All Scottish people eat haggis?”
“No (your name).” Alistair
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“Yao can you make more of these?” an English head peered around the corner of the kitchen, still trying to finish his last dumpling.
“Arrg!” the Chinese man groaned, wishing he could just chuck the stirring spoon he was holding across the room. “Coming up...” he finally sighed, knowing raging wouldn't solve his problems.
He was supposed to be 'nice' to the other countries, but he didn't think that would end up having to serve them left right and centre.
“Right!” the Englishman grinned, before returning into the other room.
Moments after, Yao finally began to calm down until a certain person entered the room with a giant grin on their face. That person, was none other than (First name) (Last name), who had some fun questions she wanted answered.
“HEY YAO!!” she shouted excitedly in his ear, only it ended with him getting scared, and spilling a whole new plate of dumplings on the ground.
There was a moment of silence, as if they
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"Feliciano can I ask you a question?"
A happy-go-lucky italian lifted his head from his bowl of pasta to see his friend (your name) using his computer.
"(N)-(Your name)!? How'd you ah get in my house-"
"Are Italian's all loud?"
Feliciano looked almost offended.
"N-no. Bu-but why are you-"
"Is it true most to all italians are fat and hairy?"
The italian man's eyes widened. His brows then made a depressed look.
"No (Your name)! See! Look at me!"
(Your name) turned to see her italian friend point to himself, and taking a look at hm she knew that wasn't true. Well..for him at least.
"Is that all (your name)? I would like to-"
(Your name)'s eyes glared onto the screen before laughing out loud. Feliciano still didn't look to happy.
"What is it now (your)-"
"Is is true italians have ties with the mafia?" she began to laugh again. "Wow."
Feliciano poked his friend in the shoulder. (Your name) turned her head to be..extremely close to his. She didn't even know he was there.
"Those things aren'
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"Francis, is it true french people drink wine like water?"
The blond haired french-man looked over at his friend (your name), and a smile appeared on his face.
"Well I love za wine~" he laughed. "But non. It's not drunk like water-"
"Is is true french wash less often than others?"
He nearly screamed. Well he did, just in a non-many way.
"Zat is not true (your name)! I love to be clean!" he flipped his hair with a wink, making (your name) smrik and turn back into her seat.
"What are you doing anyway?" Francis peered over his friends shoulder to see 'French Stereotypes' on the screen. He didn't seem to happy about it.
"(Your name) don't tell me your-"
"Is it true french people are rude and racist?"
"NON!" Francis shouted, a little more angry than girly this time.
"Well is it true french always eat frogs all the time?"
Francis sighed, and just answered the questions.
"Zat is not true either."
(Your name) sighed, and began to tap her fingers along the desk. To Francis, he thought it was pr
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"Everyone drinks Vodka?"
The tall Russian man names Ivan, looked up to his dear friend (your name), who was 'supposed' to be looking for information about America. Don't ask why he wanted HER specifically to do it, maybe it was because he just liked seeing her. But for now, he was wishing he hadn't.
"No (your name)." Ivan replied, although chuckling to himself since HE was drinking vodka at the moment himself.
"Is Russia cold all year round?" (Your name) asked again, still looking at the computer screen in front of her.
Ivan felt like it was going to burn her eyes.
"No no (your name) it's not. But, why are you-"
"Russians only own warm clothes?"
Ivan gave her a 'are-you-retarded' look, before sighing and going towards her. Leaning over her shoulder, and peering at the computer screen. 'Russian Stereotypes' was the main page.
"Why are looking at this (your name)? You're supposed to look for America's weaknesses."
"I know I know. Hold on." (your name) giggled, making Ivan lean back a lit
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"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?"
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"(Your name) vhat are you looking at?" Ludwig, also known as germany, replied standing above the (h/c) haired girl sitting at his computer. She was hardly paying attention, just glaring at the screen in front of her.
"Hmm.." was all he got from her. Sighing, he grabbed a newspaper and began to read it while still staring at her, wondering what on earth she was doing.
"Is it true all Germans are mean and tough?"
Ludwig took a moment to understand what she was asking, making sure he didn't take it the wrong way.
"No (your name), why vould you think something like zat-"
"Are Germans always angry?"
His face began to heat up. It was like she was pressuring him.
"No (your name), I don't see why zis is-"
"Are all Germans obsessed with beer?"
Ludwig's eyebrow twitched slightly.
"N-no! Verdammit (your name).."
"Do you guys only eat sausage and schnitzels?"
"Of course not!" Ludwig was getting furious. Not at (your name), but at the damn stereotypes she was reading about him and his culture. He d
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"Do canadians kids ride polar bears to school?"
Matthew Williams, also known as Canada, peered up from his newspaper to look at his friend, (your name) glaring into the computer screen in front of her.
"Uh...no (your name), we don't ride polar bears at all." he said, flipping to a new page without hassle.
"Okay." she sighed, making a funny shape with her tounge while waiting for the next page to load. Matthew gave her a little look before looking back blushing. She's so damn cute, he thought.
"Do canadians play hockey all the time?"
Matthew gave a puzzling look before finally answering.
"N-no. Some don't play hockey at all much less every-"
"Is it true you put mayple syrup on everything?"
Matthew turned lightly pink, becayse of the horrible stereotypicalism. Did people really think that about canadians? Nobody remembered him anyway so what did it matter? What was worse to him now what was (your name) thought of him.
"Do canadians give people whatever they want because their 'soo' nice?
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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,
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"Norwegian's look as if they're soaked in bleach.."
Lukas Bondevik, turned his head to see (first name) (last name) glaring at a computer screen, seemingly talking to herself.
Finding this all to interesting, Lukas peered over, accidentally resting his head on her shoulder, making her gasp and turn to see him.
"Lukas you scared me!" she replied, clicking the minimize button.
"What were you looking at?" he asked, taking the mouse, putting his hand over hers and moving the mouse back to the website she was on. It wasn't really a site though. She was looking up 'Norwegian Stereotypes', and Lukas raised an eyebrow.
(Your name) just let out a sarcastic laugh.
"Can I ask you a few questions then?" she smiled brightly, with Lukas giving her another strange look.
(your name) went right to it, and began to asking questions.
"Does everyone ski in Norway?"
"No." Lukas answered rather quickly. He thought he should maybe speak a little slower.
"Hmm.." (your name) went on. "Is it true that m
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“Hey Kiku?” (your name) asked, just catching a glimpse of her Japanese friend walking by.
Kiku stopped and turned his head to see (your name) flipping open a laptop, and sitting on a comfy beanbag chair, resting her elbows on the small knee-high table.
“Is it true Japanese people are like..super polite all the time?”
Kiku blinked, as if trying to remember what she said.
“Werr, everyone is different (your name).” he said, giving her a look of pity, thinking she'd know the answer to her own question.
He turned to leave, before suddenly being pulled back by none other than (your name) herself.
“Don't leave! I need to ask more questions!”
Kiku huffed lightly, before seating himself next to (your name), watching her type in 'Japanese Stereotypes'.
“It is arr rearry necessary (your name)-”
“Is it true that Japanese people cannot hold their liquor?”
“Werr about 40-45% can't I guess..”
“Do all Japanese p
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These are the human names I'm using for the Kirkland Brothers :3
North Ireland- Sean
"Can I get this mummy?!" Your six year old son held up the package of sweets excitedly.
You held back a tired sigh. "Of course honey."
Colin squealed with delight, tossing the package into your shopping cart. You allowed your self a small smile.
He alternating between sitting in the cart and walking next to you during the shopping trip. After wards, you walked home. One hand holding a grocery bag, the other clasped around your son's small hand.
"Hmm?" You glanced down at him. Colin's bright red hair shone in the afternoon light.
"Why do you look sad?"
You blinked, unconsciously reaching up with a hand and touched your cheek.
"I'm not sad....Just tired."
It was a half truth
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Okay guys a brief explanation for why kitty Scot is such a weird cat. It's mainly because, I think that if Scotland was a cat, he'd be a hyperactive little shit. xD That's all.
Making decisions had always been a slight problem for you and today was no exception. You stared at the throng of milling cats. You could only pick one, but they were all so cute and you wanted to take them all with you. But you couldn't.
Sighing, you pursed your lips. Maybe you should come back tomorrow after you had researched the different types of cats.
Turning to Elizabeta, you smiled apologetically. "I don't know if I'm really ready to adopt a cat yet."
She nodded, grabbing a flyer off the near by wall. It explained the purpose of the shelter and the hours. You thanked her smiled, taking the flyer. When you left, you felt a small tinge of guilt for not buying a cat.
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You winced as the door slammed. Looking up from your book, you could see that you weren't the only one who was disturbed. Seamus, Arthur and Dylan are all looking over the tops of their books, frowning.
Allistor, the eldest of the Kirkland brothers, stumbled into the living room. His cheeks were bright red, a dopey grin on his face. You glanced at Arthur. His large eyebrows had taken a skydive down to hover over his glaring green eyes. (The guy had gigantic eyebrows. As his best friend you were allowed to make fun of them.)
"Lassie!! Jis' tha girl Ah want'd ta see!!" He staggered slightly and you could tell that he was more than just a little drunk. Arthur stood, moving towards his brother.
"Go to bed Allistor, you're drunk."
The redhead waves his brother off, scoffing. "Ah'm nae drunk."
He turns back to you, green eyes sparkling. You watched warily. Allistor was unpredictable when he was drunk. One minute a crying l
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When you woke up, you felt the skirt of your nightgown crinkle with a layer of thin frost. It was still chilly out.
You had actually managed to fall asleep on the roof. You never failed to amaze yourself.
Allistor mumbled something, his head leaning against yours.
"Wake up." You reached out and poked him.
"WHOA LASSIE!" You felt his head shoot off your shoulder. You flinched slightly, eyes wide with surprise. His sleepy colors had gone bright with alarm, and something else.
"I know yer blind an' all, so please dinne'a poke me if ye' don't know where yer finger is goin'."
You blushed, realizing what he meant. Oops
"Oh geez, sorry."
He went silent, the colors of his voice slowly fading out of your mind.
"Are you wearing a skirt?"
Allistor snorted, "Nae, Ah'm not. It's a Kilt." His colors turned slightly annoyed.
Silence fell, but you didn't mind, it was
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Something was tapping your forehead. Frowning you waved a hand, trying to brush it away. It stopped for a moment, then continued.
"Come on lass. I'm not lettin' ya' sleep yer birthday away."
A familiar voice rumbled. You blinked sleepily at the man next to you. His red hair was tousled, sticking up all over the place. Faint stubble covered his jaw.
"So what do ye' want for yer birthday?" He grinned, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively at you.
"That's what you would want. Besides Peter is in the next room." You pointed out.
He rolled his eyes, "Ah should get Arthur ta' babysit him tonight."
You frowned, shaking your head.
"Nope. I want to spend my Birthday with my son and Husband." You paused, reaching out to twirl a fiery lock of his hair around your finger.
"And I want a carrot cake."
He arched an eyebrow, "Ye' do realize yer talkin' to a man whose brother sets fire to cereal."
You nodded, grinning.
The sound of someone r
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"We have a really big selection of cats as you can see." Elizabeta laughed.
She was right. You didn't think you had ever seen as many cats as there were in this place. A small tabby rubbed up against your leg. He had a funny curl on his head.
"Thats Itabby." she pointed to a dark gray cat, "Thats his friend Germouser."
Nodding you crouched, patting the cat's head. A rather large white cat sauntered up to you. He had a friendly air about him.
"Whats this guys name?" You rubbed a hand across his fluffy head.
Elizabeta raised an eyebrow, "Thats Francis. He likes to cause trouble." You stared at the cat. He winked up at you.
Kinda weird for a cat.......
"He really doesn't look like he causes that much trouble." You mused aloud.
Elizabeta snorted. "Between him and his friends....." She motioned towards two cats sitting across the room. They were also white, although one had beige patches of fur.
The fluffy cat loo
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These are the human names I'm using for the Kirkland Brothers :3
North Ireland- Sean
You stared across the table at Allistor. He glanced at you, then looked down, shame in his eyes.
Colin had finally gone back to sleep. It disheartened you to see how much hate and contempt he felt for his father.
He flinched like he had been shocked.
"Why did you come back? You know your brothers are trying to keep you away."
He nodded, avoiding your eyes. You sighed, hunching your shoulders.
How awkward could this get?
"I know I already said it, bu' I'm sorry."
"An' I know tha' you an' Colin have every right ta' hate me."
You crossed your arms, avoiding his eyes. "He'll get over it."
Or he might not, but you didn't th
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Names I'm using for the Kirkland brothers :>
You groaned as your alarm went off, signaling the start of another day in hell. Slamming your hand down on the end button, you slowly dragged yourself out of bed. The clock face read 4:45 a.m. Why would anyone get up the early? Quite simple.
You were the head "Maid" in the Kirkland house hold. Which meant waking up before the sun. As the head maid it was your duty to supervise the other girls working for the Kirklands.
Which would have been great, if they weren't all complete air-heads. You were stuck doing all the jobs that required thinking.
And they happened to be 99.9 % of all of the jobs.
After pulling on your uniform, you crept downstairs into the kitchen. The last job you had done last night was to clean it. You had stayed up until 11:00 o'clock to clean ev
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You had always had crappy luck when it came to betting and contests. And yet when ever the chance arouse, you seemed to feel the need to place a bet. However this time would be the last time you ever took a bet. At least against Allistor Kirkland.
You glared at the redheaded man as he smirked at you. One of his hands was in his jeans pocket and the other was holding a clothing hanger. On the said hanger was a maid costume.
The type of maid costume people might wear to Halloween parties.
"I really hate you right now."
His smirk grew, showing his pearly white teeth. You snatched the dress away from him and glared.
"I don't even see how I lost." You snapped, stomping towards the nearest bathroom. Allistor laughed, both hands in his pockets now.
"Told ye he would topple."
You had stupidly agreed to bet against the Scottish man man while watching his younger brother, Seamus attempt to win a drinking match. Allistor had bet on the o
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You stared across the table at the oblivious Danish man. He was laughing at something Lukas had said, you had missed the joke and didn't bother laughing.
Why were you sitting at the table, staring at the man like he was the last piece of chocolate in the entire world. You had your reasons, reasons that he would no doubt laugh at you for.
"Um, Is there something in my hair?" Mathias was staring at you quizzically. You blushed and shook your head.
"Ah, no I was just, um zoning out." You blushed, looking away. He shrugged and turned back to Lukas.
Standing up, you walked into your room, shoulders slumped. Hanatamago was sprawled across your bed, wagging her tail.
"What are you doing here? Why aren't you in Tino's room?" The little dog barely ever left the small man's side. Picking him up you went to Tino's room, gently knocking on the door.
You entered, setting the dog on his bed. Tino smiled and thanked yo
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"Oy, _____!" called a familiar voice.
_____ turned around to see her friend and long-time crush, Allistor Kirkland, standing with his hands in his pockets. "Oh, hi, Allistor. What's up?"
"The ceilin'," he replied curtly, his shoulders rising slightly as he spoke, then relaxing back to their original position. "Gilbert's havin' a party tonight. You comin'?"
"A party? Sure! I'd love to!" said _____ with a wide smile. She knew that Gilbert's parties were the best around, despite how crazy and out of control they became.
Allistor nodded, making a half-smile. "Great. You want me to pick you up?"
A light shade of pink dusted _____'s cheeks. "Uh. . . sure. Okay. . ."
That night, _____ sat in her living room. She had on black Converse shoes, a plain white shirt, a black leather jacket, and a pair of skinny jeans with the Union Jack painted across the right thigh. With every minute that passed, she became more and more anxious. She wondered if she would finally gain enough courage to tell A
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"Antonio Fernandez Carriedo!"
The Spaniard turned around at the sound of his name being called. His eyes fell upon _____, his best friend for as long as he could remember (excluding Gilbert and Francis, of course). His lips curled up into a happy smile when he saw her-- even though she was glaring daggers at him.
"Hola, bonita," he said with the big grin still on his face. "How have you been?"
"Oh, just fine, thank you," she replied, crossing her arms. There was a razor-sharp edge building in her voice.
"What's the matter, bonita? You okay?"
"Oh, yeah!" She stomped past him angrily, heading inside the house. "Everything's peachy-keen!"
Antonio turned his head in her direction, furrowing his brows. "Bonita?"
_____ stepped into the house where Gilbert and Ludwig (and currently _____) lived, furiously kicking off her shoes after wiping her feet.
"_____! _____!" called a voice frantically from the hallway.
_____ saw Gilbert running toward her with a panicked look on his face.
"What is it,
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"Alfred! Where are we going?!" I said as Alfred pushed me along through his gigantic house.
He snickered. "You'll see~!"
I rolled my eyes.
We arrived at a door, which Alfred opened and shoved me into the room, closing and locking the door. It turns out the room wasn't a room-- it was a closet. It was a small, empty closet, barely able to fit two people.
Wait. Two people. . .
I banged my fist on the door. "Alfred Foster Jones! Get me out of this closet, or so help you, I will--"
Before I could say any more, the door opened and Arthur was pushed in. The door closed, pushing Arthur closer to me. I could see his emerald green eyes staring at me through the darkness. My face heated up, and I felt his heat up as well.
"Ah. . . Arthur. . ."
"Oh, _____," he muttered. "H-Hello, love. . ."
"Um. . . Did Alfred drag you in here, too?"
He nodded. "Yes. He didn't even bother explaining to me why."
"Ah. . ."
He didn't know, but I did. Alfred knew about my crush on Arthur; he probably thought t
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“Gil! What the hell are you doing?!”
“You’ll thank me later, Frau!” he said, the smirk on his face evident in his voice, as he carried me over his shoulder up the stairs in his house. He reached the top and went into a room where Antonio and Francis were waiting. The two were sitting on a footlocker, and I could have sworn I heard muffled obscenities come from it.
“Ready?” the albino asked.
The other two nodded, and positioned themselves to get off and open the footlocker. Gilbert took me closer to it and threw me inside the split second they opened the lid. When I was fully inside, they immediately closed the lid and––judging by the clatter following after––locked it.
“What the hell?!” I groaned out, still trying to process everything that had just happened.
I blinked, then peered through the dark to see a familiar face. My eyes widened. “Lovino?!”
“What the hell are
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I turned my head to see my boyfriend, Gilbert Beilschmidt. He was running toward me with his arms flailing in the air.
"What is it, Gil?" I asked.
"Gilbird's gone missing!" he said, panicked.
"Oh, no! Do you want me to help you look for him?" If it were anyone else's pet, I wouldn't have bothered. But it was Gilbird, and he was just so cute that I had to find him-- and he was my boyfriend's bird, after all.
Gil nodded. "Ja, thanks."
So we looked. And looked. And looked. We looked all through Gil's and Ludwig's house and property, but there was no sign of the little bird. After about an hour of searching, Francis and Antonio came bursting through the front door.
"Hola, mis amigos!" shouted the Spaniard.
"Bonjour, our Prussian friend!"
I straightened up from looking under the couch to look at the duo. "Hey, guys. Now might not be a good time to hang out with Gil. Gilbird's missing."
Francis put his hand to his mouth. "Mon Dieu! That's horrible!"
"Anything we can do?" aske
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"Ugh," groaned Gilbert as he downed the rest of his drink. "I'm so bored!"
"Well, this is your party, mon ami," chided his best friend Francis. "We should do something entertaining."
"Oh! I know!" said Gilbert's other best friend, Antonio. "Let's play Hide-and-Seek!"
"Good idea!" Gilbert climbed onto a tabletop. "Everybody! I've got a cure for all of your boredom! We'll play Hide-and-Seek!"
_____, hearing her friend's announcement, put down her drink and smiled. "That sounds like fun!"
"Seriously?" said her boyfriend, Ludwig, with a raised eyebrow. "Games are for kleine Kinder."
"C'mon, Luddy!" _____ took his hand, making him blush. "We all need to take time to play. Loosen up!"
Ludwig sighed. He could never say no to her. "Alright, schatz. I'll play one game."
_____ pumped her fist in the air. "Yes! Hey, Gil! Luddy and I'll play!"
"Awesome! Alright, peeps! You go hide! Toni, Francis, and I'll be it! Go!" And with that, the Bad Touch Trio turned around, covered their eyes
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I sighed, knowing that since I was in this predicament I would just have to make the best of it. After a moment of thought, I sighed again and recited my chosen number.
Behind me, I heard something that sounded like a mix between a cheer and a cat-call. I whirled around to see, and the man I’d presumably picked confidently stepped forward from the group. He stopped in front of my seat and took my hands, beaming at me. “¡Fantástico! I get to go on a date with _____!”
I wasn’t quite sure what to think, whether to be pissed at the fact that I got him, or a bit elated from the fact that I did pick him. All I could do was smile as he pulled me to my feet and led me out the front door.
“So, where are we going?” I asked, when we were walking down the front sidewalk.
Antonio flashed a cheeky grin back at me. “My favorite place.”
“This is your favorite place?”
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“Hey, everybody! Let’s play Hide-and-Seek!”
I smiled up at my Prussian friend standing on a nearby tabletop. The crazy albino had just recommended that we all play Hide-and-Seek at one of his famous parties (or, rather, infamous parties). He and his two best friends, Antonio and Francis, claimed to be “it”, and they turned around and began to count.
“C’mon, _____,” said my best friend Alfred. He took my hand and led me upstairs and down a hallway, stopping when we came to an almost empty room. We went inside the room, closing the door behind us, and spotted a large footlocker that was big enough to just barely fit me and Alfred.
“Ladies first,” he said with a smirk.
I raised an eyebrow at him. “Uh, no,” I responded, pushing him toward the footlocker.
He sighed, opening the lid and stepping inside. When he slid into a comfortable position, he smiled at me and said, “C’mon in. The air is fine.
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I sighed, knowing that since I was in this predicament I would just have to make the best of it. After a moment of thought, I sighed again and recited my chosen number.
“I pick. . .four.”
A sweet, high-pitched cheer was let out by someone in the group, and I smiled when I recognized the voice. I turned around to see my adorable Italian friend hop out of the group toward me. He took both my hands in his and beamed at me. “This is great! I get to go on a date with sorella!”
We both blinked after he said that. He chuckled. “Well, you can’t be sorella if I go on a date with you.”
I giggled. “Then what will I be?”
He smiled. “You’ll be bella tonight.”
I felt my face heat up slightly, but I returned his smile and gave him a peck on the cheek.
“Well then!” said Gilbert, grabbing my and Feliciano’s shoulders. “Off to your date now!” He pushed us both out of the room, toward the front fo
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I sighed, knowing that since I was in this predicament I would just have to make the best of it. After a moment of thought, I sighed again and recited my chosen number.
“I pick. . .six.”
A moment of hushed murmurs passed, then Gilbert took my shoulders and turned me around to face the group. “Alright,” he said with a grin on his face, “number six, would you please step forward?”
I couldn’t help but smile at the person who took a step out of the crowd. His light blond head was downcast, his emerald eyes directed at the floor. He rubbed his arm as he approached me, and cleared his throat nervously when he finally did. “H-Hello, _____.”
I stood up, taking his hand. “Hi, Arthur.”
A suggestive laugh emanated from the group, and Francis popped his head over Arthur’s shoulder, resting his hand there. “Have fun on your date, mon ami~!” He then pushed him forward so that he landed on my chest. Yep. His ha
Hetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven ScotlandHetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven Scotland in Romance More Like This
You walk up to America's hat and start feeling around for your item. Something small and smooth gets your attention. You pull it out, even in the light you aren't sure what it is. It was small, and deep green. It kind of looked somewhat like a fish scale, but it was much larger. "Well this is the weirdest thing I've ever found in a hat before, I don't even know what "it" is."
Scotland walked up and snatched the item from your hand. "That, is a scale, a genuine scale from the Loch Ness Monster, or Nessy as I like to call her."
Britain chimed in. "Oh lord, here he goes again, "The Loch Ness Monster's real." You can call her what ever you like, she isn't real. He's crazy I swear he is."
"Shut your yap, I don't really care if you believe me or not, I've got all the proof I need right here!" He held up the monster scale in Britain's face. "I'll prove it to the world one day, you just wait and see, I can't help it if the girl's shy."
"Dudes, not that all this breaking news about Ness
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"I hope you're ready for this, she can be pretty intimidating you know. But don't get your hopes too awful high either, like I said before, she's a really shy one that girl. So we'll just have to wait and see. I did bring her favorite food though, so hopefully she'll come out today." Scotland had you out in the middle of the Loch Ness, in a very small boat. It looked like it may start pouring down rain at any minute. "She does love this kind of weather you know, makes it harder for people to spot her." He pulled some rather stinky cheese from a barrel he'd brought aboard the boat. "It's Vieux Boulogne, one of the stinkiest cheeses in the world. But it's Nessie's favorite. She should be able to smell it no matter where she is."
"I don't doubt it, that stuff smells awful." You covered your nose with your hand and scrunched up your face in disgust.
"I know it. I don't know what would make a lovely sea serpent like her like such a pungent cheese. Oh that m
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You were out on the water, in the same boat, in the same weather conditions as you always were when you encountered the Loch Ness monster. Clouds loomed overhead threatening to soak you at any moment. It would be worth it though. No matter how many times you saw her, the excitement never went away. "Are you ready for this?" Scotland opened up the barrel letting the now familiar smell of the pungent cheese escape. It didn't make your eyes water like it used to, but it still burned your sinuses without fail. "She should be on her way now that the smell was out." He gave you a bright smile. "You getting excited?"
You nodded, how could you nod be? Today was the day you tried to ride on Nessie's back. "Very, I just hope I can do it." The water rippled next to the boat.
"Well, we're about to find out aren't we lass?" He waved the cheese over the side of the boat and called for her. Nessie quickly brought her beautiful dragon like body above the water's surface. It
Hetalia Seven Minutes in heaven IrelandHetalia Seven Minutes in heaven Ireland in Romance More Like This
You reach into Americas hat and begin to feel around for something of interest. Eventually your hand comes across something smooth and rather cool to the touch. You lift out your selected item to reveal a small shamrock pendant. "Well I can probably guess who this belongs to, but just to be sure, whose is it?"
Just like you figured, Ireland put down his beer and strutted over to you. "Hey there, you're not a bad looking girl, this might actually be kind of fun." He wrapped an arm around you and began leading you to the closet. "Yo Wales, watch my beer, and don't you dare drink it!"
"Dude, you smell like a brewery, maybe you should skip this game, I don't want "_____" getting hurt, and you can get pretty weird when you're drunk." America was a little unsure about locking you two up in a closet togehter.
"Don't be stupid, I'm fine, now shut the door." Ireland already had you in the closet and was sitting in a corner with his arm tightly placed around your shoulder..
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You pull a stuffed kitten out of the hat. "Oh my god, it's so cute, can I please keep it?" No one answered you. "I'll take that as a yes, but who's is this?" Romano threw a tomato at Greece, waking him up.
"Hmm, what I miss?" Greece rubbed his eyes and stretched. "Oh, you have my gift I forgot what that means " He stood there with a confused smile on his sleepy face.
"Oh come on man, really? Take the girl to the closet already." America pushed you two into the closet and locked the door. "Now don't fall asleep on her ok?"
"But it's so cozy in here, and dark too." Greece yawned and cuddled into your lap. "Would you like to take a nap with me?" He laid his head in your lap and wrapped his arms around your waist. "Your very comfortable "____", I could sleep on you easily."
You ran your fingers through his messy brown hair and smiled."I think you could sleep anywhere, but thank you."
He tugged at your shirt like a child. "Would you like to lay down with me?" He seemed to b
Hetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven AmericaHetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven America in Romance More Like This
"Let's see dudes, who should I let go next?" America tapped his chin twice, then pulled you up to the center of the room. "You look like you're dying to play, why don't you go ahead and picks something out for yourself?"
Without a word, you pulled a piece of cheese from inside the hat. "Yeah, this is creative, who's is this?"
"Dude, that's totally mine!" America threw the hat at Ukraine, picked you up and locked the two of you inside of the dark closet. "Man, we totally lucked out getting each other huh?" He plopped down on the floor with you still in his arms.
"I guess so, I mean I really wasn't interested in playing, but getting you makes it a little better." You liked America, but there was no way you were just going to come out and tell him that.
"A little better? Come on now man, you've hurt my feelings… I'm the best player here by far. I'm the hero! I'm really glad you picked me, I wouldn't want to be stuck in a dark, cramped closet with a
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"God it's so dark I can't see my hand in front of my face." Romania held tightly to your hand. "I know they're trying to give the illusion of an old catacomb, but really they could have given us a little more light in here. Maybe some old torches or something you know?" As the two of you turned a sharp corner, an animatronic skeleton leapt from its grave at you causing you to shriek in horror. Romania laughed. "Really, again? That's the third time you've gotten scared, and we've only just started. He was right, you'd been walking through this dinky haunted catacomb attraction less than five minutes and you'd done nothing but scream.
"Well I'm sorry, I can't help it if I'm easily scared." You squeezed his hand tighter. "Maybe you're not doing a very good job of making me feel safe."
"Oh is that so? Well then maybe I should carry you through the rest of the house with you blindfolded then. Or perhaps I should punch the little robots as they pop up at you hmm?"
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"Hey, you all know who's going to go next? No? Well, I'll tell you then." America pointed straight to you and nodded. "That's right dudes, she is. Now get up here and get your item already."
"I'm coming America, seriously, calm down." You walked up to the hat and pulled out a black tie from within. "Oh, this is fancy" You tie the tie around your neck. "Anyone want to claim it?"
"I think he already walked into the closet." America walked you over to the closet. "Yup, he's in here. See you in seven dudes! Don't do anything crazy in there." With that he locked the door.
"It looks good on you; you can keep it if you want." You immediately recognized the mellow voice to be Sweden's.
"Oh, the tie? Thanks, but how can you see in this darkness?" You sat on the floor next to Sweden.
"I don't think it's really all that dark. Perhaps my eyes are just better at adjusting to the dark than most people are." Sweden wrapped you up in a hug. Your eyes were beginning to focus; you c
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You pull a white flower petal from the hat. "Oh, this is beautiful, who's is this?"
"That would be mine" Everyone but you stiffens at the familiar sound of Russia's voice.
"Who the heck invited Him man? He creeps the mess outa me!" America backed away from you two dropping the hat in the process.
"Ahh, you did, I got your invitation in the mail." Russia smiled at you sweetly, taking your hand and led you to the closet. Ukraine locked the door for you because America wouldn't go near it.
"I am not liking the dark very much." Russia held you close to him as if looking for comfort.
"It's not so bad" You said digging in your pocket for your iPod. Finding it you turned it on and used it for light. "There, is that better?"
"Yes, thank you, "Russia let you go. "Oh you are so krasivaja, I never noticed before now. I knew you were sweet but…" Russia slowly touched your face, as if trying not to scare you. ""_______" are you afraid of me, like everyone else?" You had never been afraid of
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Romano sat impatiently at your small kitchen table, trying desperately to figure out what you were cooking using nothing more than his sense of smell. "Is it almost done? Im-a really hungry, you know, and it smells really good. I don't know how much longer I can wait to eat it. We could eat out of the pot if it would make it any-a faster." He slowly stood from the table and tried to peek over your shoulder without you noticing that he was even there.
You noticed that he was standing there at once and immediately used a large lid to keep the meal hidden from him. "No peeking Romano, it's supposed to be a surprise and it's finished anyway. Now go sit down or I'll make you wait even longer to eat." You placed the finished dish on the table and lifted the lid. Steam filled with the aroma of fresh, garden vegetables filled the room. With a smile on your face, you scooped a bit of it on to Romano's plate. He just stared at it. "Is something the matter?"
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"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.
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"__________, this is Toni," your mother said, "his mother and I have some business to discuss. Why don't you go play?"
You nodded and held your Bob the Tomato plushie tighter.
Toni was play with blocks with two babies, when he looked up you could see his eyes brighten. "Hi!"
You waved shyly.
"I'm Toni, who are you?"
"Do you want to play with me?"
You nodded and sat down.
He pointed to the two babies, "This is Lovi and Feli."
Bob creased as you held him tighter.
"Do you like tomatoes?"
Looking down you noticed he had noticed your toy. "Y-yes."
He smiled, he was missing his two front teeth, "I think you and I will become best friends."
Toni could remember to this day how he met __________. She was so shy when he first met her, now she was bubbly and outgoing like he was.
It had been around two years ago that he realized he didn't like ___________ anymore. There was no way he could ever view her as a friend ever again. He was in love with her, it was l
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“Ugg, you’re so annoying!” you shouted at the Spaniard.
Antonio had been following you and annoying you everywhere.
“Señorita ___________, wait for me!”
You turned around to face him, “Antonio Carriedo. Leave. Me. ALONE!”
He looked hurt, “But __________-.”
“No!” you snapped, “I’m sick of you following me around like a lost puppy! Go bother someone else!”
Toni took a step back and the turned around and ran off.
“Thank God,” you murmured and walked away.
A week later you noticed a strange empty feeling in your stomach…you didn’t know why, but you got this feeling that something was missing.
“Lovino…do you know where Toni is?”
The Italian scowled at you, “Probably under the bleachers, as usual. Nice job you witch.”
Your eyes widened as he walked off. However you went to find the silly Spaniard.
“Toni…Toni are you here?”
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The first thing you noticed was that your head ached. The second thing you noticed was the smell. Old cheeseburger wrappers and empty two week old soda cans. "Why am I in Alfred's car?"
"You passed out," Alfred said, "good morning."
Groaning you got up, "I thought I was with Gil, Francis, and Toni…"
Alfred laughed, "You were…they ditched you for a bunch of chicks they met at the party."
"Oh right…party," you said and opened the door. "Well I got to get back, thanks for letting me crash here."
"Sure no prob," he said.
You ended up walking three blocks to the apartment you shared with your friends. "Yo! All skanks out of the apartment before I throw you out!" You shouted.
Gilbert, hanging on one of these women, shouted, "We aren't done!"
You glared, "I. Want. Them. Out."
"We're leaving," the girl said and left.
"What was that fo-." You slapped him across the face.
"That is for leaving me at the party."
Gilbert snickered and then jumped you. The two of you ended up wrestling on the floor
2p!CanadaxReader: Protective“Come on, just one date,” a boy said still not letting go of your arm.2p!CanadaxReader: Protective in Romance More Like This
You gave a small whimper as his grip increased. “P-please, I already have a boyfriend.”
The boy still didn’t let go. “He doesn’t have to know.”
“J-just leave me alone!” you tried to sound stern, but it wasn’t working. “I-I’m serious, let go of me!”
“Hey, what do you think you’re doing, eh?”
Your heart nearly popped out of your chest, “M-Matt.”
The boy turned and sneered, “Who are you?”
“I’m her boyfriend,” Matthiu said grabbing the arm that was holding you. “Now I suggest you let her go before someone gets hurt.”
“Like you could hurt m-.” Matthiu punched him in the face.
The boy let go of you and you pulled your arm to your chest. Matthiu continued to wail on the boy until the stranger didn’t move. “Are you alright?”
Tears at the cor
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You moaned as the sound of your cell phone went off. Grumbling about how stupid people can be and how impolite it was to call at 3 o'clock in the morning you stumbling around your room trying to find your phone.
"Who is it?" you asked completely out of it.
For a moment you didn't recognize the voice, but that accent you could defiantly place, "Italy? What on earth are you doing calling at three?"
"R-Romano and I need your hel-ahhhhhh!"
You heard a voice in the background, "Hang up the damn phone idiota!"
"B-but fratello, _________ can help us ah ah ah ah ah!!"
"Italy, are you alright?" you asked into the phone, "Italy? Italy?" Then the phone went dead. Groaning you put on your shoes and grabbed your car keys. "What has that idiot gotten himself into now?"
Tired out of your mind you made your way to Italy's house.
Thanking God that Italy had given you a spare you unlocked the door and walked into his house. There say the two Italy brothers fussing over…hair…
"Hair?" you a
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"Nik I'm sorry I'm going to have to cancel," you said into the phone. "Maybe you and I can go on a date another time ok?"
"_________," his voice was oddly calm. "You aren't seeing someone else aren't you? That's it who's there if it's that pervert Francis I'll kill him!"
You tried to calm down your very overprotective boyfriend. "No Nik I'm fine. I just can't-Nik…Nikolai?" He had hung up.
Thinking back on your relationship you realized he'd always been like this. It all really started in the ninth grade when you first transferred to Ailateh High.
*Cue flashback sequence*
"Class this is ___________ _________, she's new so I want you all to give her a warm welcome," said the teacher. "__________, why don't you sit by Nikolai. Nik would you please raise your hand?"
A young man with silver blonde hair raised his hand. You took the empty seat next to him. During the entire class he stared at you. However finally class was over and you could confront your strange classmate.
"Hi my name is-."
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"___________...__________ are you even listening to me?" your friend/crush asked.
You nodded almost automatically. It was so hard to pay attention when he was looking at/talking to/or even being near you. It was so hard to not attack him with a hug because you had the biggest crush on him. Only problem was that he was completely oblivious. The only person he talked about was his sister. He even told you at one point when he was younger he wanted to marry his sister.
"Then what was I just saying?" he asked crossing his arms.
Franticly you searched your memory, "Ummm fall dance?"
Nikolai huffed, but nodded, "Are you going with anyone?"
You shook your head, "No no one has asked me yet so I'll probably just stay home and do what I do every year."
"Watch (favorite romantic movie) until you start crying?"
"Yeah," you sighed, "what about you?"
"I'm going with my sister and brother." He smiled, oh God he smiled again you lost track of what he was saying. "You should come with me
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It had been about a year since you had started dating Berwald. And you couldn’t have been happier. However he had been a little off lately. About two months or so since you had graduated from high school and now you were looking at a goodbye depending on which collages you picked.
You didn’t want Berwald to choose anything, but the best and told him that if he got an offer to a bigger collage than you that he should take the offer. He had protested once or twice, saying that he’d much rather go to college with you. However you knew that if the relationship ever fell through that he would be upset he didn’t pick the better college.
“__________,” Berwald asked, “did you get any acceptance letters yet?”
“No,” you said flipping through the pages of your book, “why, have you?”
He nodded and continued to read.
Berwald looked up as if to ask ‘so what?’.
“Who accepted you?” you ask
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"Al, Mat, get back here!" you shouted trying to call back your five year old twin sons.
Alfred and Matthew had run ahead on the beach, and out of your sights. "Ma! Ma! Look what I found!"
Alfred and Matthew soon came back within sights, Alfred holding in one hand, his brother's hand, and the other a sea shell. "It's beautiful Al."
"It's for you," he said putting it in your hand. Matthew let go of his twin's hand and grabbed onto your skirt.
"Mama, I wanna go home," he yawned, "I'm tired."
You looked up at the sun, "Well it does seem time for your nap."
Alfred jumped up and down, "I don't need a nap!"
Matthew reached up for you to carry him. "Mama…"
Making sure he had his teddy bear you picked him up and held him on your hip. With your other hand you took Alfred's hand, "Time to go Al. The beach can get mighty scary if you don't have someone to protect you."
"I'm not tired," he complained.
"You still need to get a nap while I make dinner," you said.
On the way back to your small cottage
Drunken sweetness (ScotlandXReader)A bang. The front door had been thrown open, banging against its hinges as someone else banged in. “(Y/n)!! I’m hoooome~” Not again.Drunken sweetness (ScotlandXReader) in Romance More Like This
Allistor grinned lazily, opening his arms for you as he stumbled inside. Why did you even wait up for him anymore? You should’ve known he’d come home drunk like always. With a couple more drunken slurs of what you guessed was your name, he fell to his knees in front of you.
You shook your head at him and sighed, putting down the magazine you’d engrossed yourself in. Stroking his cheek, to which he nuzzled his face in your hands. “I’m back hooome~” He murmured, pressing kisses on your palms.
“W-why’re ya still awake..?” He questioned, resting his chin on your folded up legs. “I was waiting for you stupid.” Why did you still wait up for him like this? Oh yes, it was because you were head over heels for the redheaded Scot and his affection, which tended to be more prominent
Sleepwalking (SwedenXReader)You closed your eyes, your tiredness taking you over. You hadn’t gotten a proper night’s sleep for a straight week now and you could seriously say it was taking a toll on your body. Dozing on your bed was the only rest you got recently.Sleepwalking (SwedenXReader) in Romance More Like This
Though you had sleepwalked when you were younger, for some reason you were getting more tired from your nightly activities. Sighing, you rolled on your back as you thought of a solution.
Maybe ask if someone wanted to sleep with you? Then maybe they’d be able to stop you from conducting night-time walks which left you with aching feet and a splitting headache?
But who could you ask for something like that? As you slowly opened your eyes again, you saw an ornament on your window-sill. A little wooden horse, painted red seemed to beckon you closer and you gently picked it up.
The Dala horse Berwald got me? You thought to yourself then grinned, having found an answer to your problem. Berwald!
“So you just want me to sleep with you?&
Revenge with a shower (SpainXReader)You squelched up to Antonio’s front door. Should I...? You thought numbly, your fist already raised. You barely had time to shake your head and turn away when suddenly the door swung open. Antonio frowned, worried as to why you were so soaked.Revenge with a shower (SpainXReader) in Romance More Like This
“Hi!” You said, trying to sound cheerful, but the hoarseness of your voice told him more than enough. “Come in, I’ll get you some towels.”
He left you dripping in his hallway for a moment, bending down to free your wet feet. “Thanks.” You murmured as Antonio wrapped several towels around you.
He took your hand and led you into his warm living where you sat gratefully on his sofa. “What happened?” He demanded, sitting down next to you and gazing at you with those concerned green eyes of his.
“You know my boyfriend had quite the reputation of a player right?” He nodded, not liking where this was going. You laughed hollowly, snuggling into the warmth of the towels.
Sleeping positions (RomaniaXReader)Blearily you blinked your eyes open, the familiar warm feeling as always present. Glancing down you confirmed what you’d suspected. Vladimir breathed out softly, his hair ruffled up completely and several curls sticking out from it.Sleeping positions (RomaniaXReader) in Romance More Like This
He tightened his arms around you, snuggling his face deeper into your chest. Blushing slightly, you stroked his hair, attempting to at least straighten out some of it. You always seemed to end up in this position, no matter how you’d started the night before.
It didn’t seem that comfortable to you; his head was nowhere near his cushion and he was practically buried underneath the cover.
It was an adorable habit of his though, one you weren’t going to break anytime soon. As your musing continued, you smiled at him and due to his sleeping face you guessed he was still deeply in dreamland.
Well you were wrong.
“Ouch!” You squeaked, glaring down at the Romanian. “What was that for?”
He carried on nibbling on your
Hunting for Nessie (ScotlandXReader)“And why are we doing this again?” You huffed as you stomped behind Allistor. The redhead grinned at you, beckoning you closer. “C’mon, hurry up!”Hunting for Nessie (ScotlandXReader) in Romance More Like This
You grumbled, him already speeding over the crag, his mighty walking boots resounding loudly. Sighing, you ruffled your hair, wondering why on earth you’d taken the scot up on his unusual request.
It was the winter solstice. And Allistor, coming from a superstitious family had been bought up to believe that it was a magical day. Not that you could blame him, the day had been different, but still!
You finally managed to catch up to him, well only because he was standing still at the top. “Isn’t it beautiful?”
The glen revealed itself, pure green from the insistent rain that stopped luckily the moment the two of you had set off. Loch Ness stretched out as far as you could see, the peaceful water rippling gently in the wind.
Grunting in response you swigged some water from your bottle and wi
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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
Button mashing (GermanyXReader)“You ready?”Button mashing (GermanyXReader) in Romance More Like This
“I was born ready.” You told your albino friend with a smirk which he mirrored deviously. “So be it zhen!” With that comment the match started and you both begun to pummel each other’s character.
The button mashing that commenced would have made even Alfred stare at in admiration and shock. Unfortunately though at the last moment Gilbert’s man kicked at ‘your’ legs, making you fall to the ground and as such you lost.
“The usual stakes?” You muttered with a grimace. Snickering like a happy dog, he grinned and nodded. “Great...”
The stakes you always played with were these: if you lost, you had to take an item of clothing off. Kind of like strip poker, but then without the card game and a videogame in its place. So without further ado, you unzipped your hoodie and dropped it to the side.
Goosebumps spread across your skin like wildfire on the forest floor. The room the two of you were sitting
The Fates (ScotlandXReader)You watched, enraptured by the wave of grass that floated to and fro in the steady breeze that swept your hair from your forehead in dizzying patters. Small, fluffy pieces of pollen swerved past you, lurching out of your reaching hand’s way.The Fates (ScotlandXReader) in Romance More Like This
A soft laugh escaped your lips at your failed attempt to catch the things, a warm and pleasant feeling spreading throughout your body as you basked in the rare sunlight.
A shadow fell over you so you tilted your head back to see who it was. You smiled softly at the young blonde princeling, wondering why he’d come to where you were seating on the light incline of the hill. His brothers were bullying him again, no doubt he was seeking refuge from their teasing. You were surprised that young prince Arthur hadn’t snapped yet.
Something niggled the back of your mind now that you saw him and you tried to recall what it was. It was something to do with a promise Arthur had made, but you simply couldn’t remember what it was.
I can't build everything! (SwedenXReader)“Ugh!” You flung the instruction manual across the room, only missing Berwald because he ducked. He looked up at you puzzedly, tilting his head. A couple of nails were jutting out of his mouth and he deposited them in the palm of his hand along with the hammer he was about to use.I can't build everything! (SwedenXReader) in Romance More Like This
“Wh’t’s wr’ng?” His hands on your shoulders and him crouching down on the floor next to you, his voice was soft. You hugged him tightly and nuzzled into the crook of his neck. “It won’t work!” You wailed, sniffling in frustration.
Chuckling, he sat down, his arms around you. “S’okay...” he murmured, stroking your hair gently. You huffed a bit in your anger and settled yourself against him.
After a few moments of this, your husband leaned down and kissed your cheeks. “T’ll you wh’t? H’w ab’t you go and m’ke s’me coffee and I’ll f’n’sh.”
“You’d do that?
Boredom and swears (DenmarkXReader)“I’m bored.”Boredom and swears (DenmarkXReader) in Romance More Like This
“Can we do something?”
“Hey, are you listening?”
“Listen to meeee~”
“Queen of the Nooorth, this isn’t funny anymore!”
You poked Mathias between his brows. “Shut it Dane.” You muttered, turning to the next page of your book. “But this is so boring!” Undaunted by your boyfriend’s behaviour, you simply sighed, growling a bit when he changed his position again. Once he’d flipped onto his back, he pouted and snuck a glance at you.
The two of you were lying on your bed, which was pretty small. Despite this Mathias had still squeezed in beside you, insisting that you use him to lie on. After ruffling his hair, blushing and saying ‘no’, you’d settled down with your book.
It wasn’t your fault that Mathias had just turned up out of the blue! The moment he was incessantly ringing the doorbell you’d just gotten to the climax of your book, so there w
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You were lying on a cold hard hospital bed. You groggily opened your eyes and were immediately blinded by the brightness of the white walls and the intensity of the hospital lights. Once your eyes were adjusted to the light you looked around to see a sleeping figure of a man on a chair right next to your hospital bed. Your hand was gingerly held in his, you smiled at the sleeping Scotsman.
"Allistor." You croaked, it hurt to talk, it even hurt to breath. The sound of your voice startled the red head awake.
"Aye! Lass yer awake!" He smiled, his tired eyes growing wide.
"Yeah, I am." You laughed as you squeezed his hand.
"How ye feeling lass?" He asked sadness filling his eyes.
"I've been better." You stated before violently coughing, causing a few tears to fall from Allistor's eyes. "Please don't cry." You sobbed shakily raising your hand to his cheek. He smiled through the tears as he placed his hands on top of yours.
"It's all ma fault though lass." He stated.
"Uimh nach bhfuil sé." Y
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You were sitting in the quad of your boarding school. It was a beautiful spring day, very late in the afternoon to be precise, the birds in the surrounding trees chirped a merry tune. The sun was high in the sky and fluffy white clouds painted the light blue sky. The marching band was practicing in the distant, the woodwinds play their beautiful tunes. The strings played alongside them harmonically.
The choir had also taken up residence in the quad their precious medleys blurring together in pure elegance. You smiled to yourself as you sat in the shade under a large tree, contently reading your favourite book. School is over for the week and you had the weekend to enjoy yourself.
Little did you know not to far away in the crowded quad, a handsome young gentleman had been starring at you for the past five minutes.
"Arthur! Dude!" Alfred called snapping his fingers in front of his friend. He has been starring at a g
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"Hey Gilbert?" You asked as you quietly pushed open his bedroom door.
You saw his peaceful sleeping figure, his silver toned hair messed up from tossing and turning the previous night, Gilbird noticed your presence and chirped his way over to you, snuggling in the crook of your neck.
"Hello there Gilbird, how are you?" You giggled, as the bird chirped his pleasant tune. "Gilbert." You quietly said approaching the sleeping albino. "Gilbert!" You yelled into his ear jolting him awake.
"____! Vhy vould you disturb mein awesome dream!" He yelled angrily as you fell to the floor laughing. "Ist's not funny!"
"Yes it is." You laughed. "My apologies your royal awesomeness."
"That's better." He smiled proudly.
"Hey I got you to smile!" You pointed out getting off the floor and sitting on the edge of Gilbert's bed.
"Yeah, I guess you did." He stated solemnly.
"How are you feeling?" You asked sadly looking into Gilbert's red ruby eyes.
"Vell, as usual awesome! But ist feel that somezing is missin
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You were running down a long cement sidewalk in the middle of January. The freshly fallen snow was all around you and more was softly falling in your hair, dusting your coat in the fluffy substance. Your friend Mathias had told you to come over to his house which he shared with his four other friends, Emil, Tino, Lukas, and Berwald. Mathias' call sounded pretty urgent, so you immediately ran to their house as soon as you got the call. You walked up to the porch of the tall red bricked building and rang the door bell. The door swung open to reveal Mathias smirking smugly.
"Finally, you're here!" Mathias shouted as he grabbed your wrist and dragged you into the house.
"About that, exactly why am I here?" You asked as you yanked your wrist from the Dane's hold.
"It's Lukas! He's horribly ill!" Mathias dramatically cried.
"You've been drinking haven't you?" You asked him.
"Maybe just a bit." He laughed walking down the hall.
"He's definitely been drinking." You heard a voice say from behin
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"I'll see you later." Your friend Mathias said as he kissed your cheek and handed you a white flower.
"Bye." You smiled as he walked off to go see the other Nordics.
You sighed as you examined the flower in your hands. You were at a park sitting on the edge of a large foutain that inhabited the middle of the park.
"Hey _____!" You heard a voice called you turned to see your friend Elizaveta running towards you carrying her usual frying pan.
"Hey Eliza." You smiled weakly, she came and sat next to you, resting the frying pan by her feet.
"What's wrong?" She sighed knowingly.
"I think you know." You sighed, smelling the flower Mathias gave you.
"I remember when you absolutely hated his guts." She laughed recalling the first day you met Mathias.
"Hey! Don't blame me! You know I just went through a really bad break up, he was exactly like most guys! Hell he still is!" You defended.
"Ah but ____, that's not how I remember it." Eliza laughed.
It was the first day back to school, it
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"Should I be concerned that you are randomly deciding to come outside in the middle of the day. Especially after saying you were going to be busy playing Call of Duty all day?" you asked as your loud American friend Alfred dragged you by your forearm out of your house.
"It's a nice day out dude!" Alfred smiled proudly, breathing in the late June air.
"Now I am really worried," you stated as you squirmed in his grasp.
"Now go stand over there," Alfred instructed as he pointed to the east side of the house, that was now in the cool blackened shade.
"May I ask why?" you asked as Alfred pushed you towards the wall.
"Nope," he smiles as he positioned you. Just like an artists would position their model. "Now smile," he told you, in his hands he held a tiny silver camera.
Reluctantly you smiled towards the tiny silver lens. You heard the sound of the flash go off, but as well felt something wet dropping above you. You glanced up to see a large red pail, balancing on the window sill a few fee
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The sound of a basketball being dribbled on the ground echoed throughout the empty school hall. Curiously, you began to walk towards the lonely sound. Shoes squeaked against the floor as you heard the ball swoosh into the basket. You peered through the window of the gym's doors.
Immediately you noticed three guys, passing the orange ball back and forth. You pushed the gym doors open catching the attention of all three guys. Alfred, your best friend stood there with a large grin as he held the ball by his side. Arthur and Francis were fighting, from what your heard it was whether Francis got a letter or not.
"What are you guys doing?" you asked approaching the group.
"We are playing 'orse. Arthur 'ere, is failing miserably," Francis laughed.
"I am not!" the Brit screamed.
"Can I play?" you question.
"I don't know dude, I don't think a girl like you could play with guys like us." Alfred winked.
"Really now? I bet I could beat you in a game of horse." you smirked.
"You really think you co
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You were just reading a book in your cosy living room when your ring tone began to echo through the room.
"Hello?" You asked.
"Hi-a ____!" You heard the familiar Italian accent of your boyfriend speak.
"Hi Feli. How are you?" You giggled.
"I am good bella! I was-a wondering if you wanted to come over tonight?" Feli eagerly asked.
"I'd love to Feli." You replied.
"Great! Come-a over at-a seven!" He exclaimed.
"Sure I'll see you there." You laughed.
"Ti amo bella!" He replied.
"I love you too Feli." You sighed as you hung up the phone.
You loved your Italian boyfriend with all your heart. He was just a bog ball of cuteness, he would always buy you flowers and call you bella. Even if you had to comfort him during a scary movie or after a day training with Ludwig, you still found it adorable. You both even had adopted a kitten together, although it mostly live over at Feli's house. You both still loved taking care of it together.
But lately Feliciano has been acting a little stand off-ish.
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"All right, let's get down to business." Ludwig, the personification of Germany demanded.
"Ve! Pasta!" The small Italian shouted from beside you, causing you to laugh. You and Feli the personification of Italy both earned a cold glare from the German.
"Mein gott! Ve need to defeat the Allies!" The German yelled.
"I agree with Mr. Germany." Kiku who happened to be the personification of Japan stated.
"Lighten up Ludwig, they haven't attacked yet. Why must you always make the first move?" You asked crossing your arms over your uniform clad body.
"I don't know vhy I even allowed you in. I need man power, not girl power." The German said coming face to face with you.
"I am just as good as you could ever be!" You stated.
"You und Feli are the saddest soldiers I have ever seen. But by the end of today, you'll be a true soldier." Ludwig declared. "Now, three laps everyone. Let's go!"
You groaned as you trudge your way over to the race track and began to stretch. Ludwig had already began to ra
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There he was again, every time you walked into your favourite bookstore you saw Alfred Jones on the cover of every opinion poll in the entire nation. You never understood why he was so popular, he wasn't a singer, or an actor and his interviews aren't funny so he definitely not comedic. Yet the girls are over him more than they were with One Direction. It was pure utter madness, and it definitely got on your last nerves.
For goodness sakes if there was a fight in the middle of the streets he could stop it, Hell apparently his presence is so angelic it could turn even the most sour person into a happy-go-luckily one. Sadly your friend was obsessed with this Wonder Boy, so you were always stuck with listening to his background story.
It was your typical cliché rags to riches story, his parents were divorced, and he lived with his mom in poverty and one day he became a hero. It's not that you resented those who lived in poverty, you felt sad about his background. It w
ScotlandxReader: Chicken "Name your game Iain."ScotlandxReader: Chicken in Romance More Like This
The man scanned the area around him, the empty playground in the middle of the night to see an abandoned swing set under the light of a nearby street lamp. He grinned.
"Whoever jumps aff at th' hi'est point wins." Both of you grinned, fire in your eyes as you went over to the swings.
Both of you started pumping your legs back and forth, going higher and higher. The only think running through your minds was to beat the other and do so with pride. Iain was about two yards high when he jumped off, knowing you couldn't stand the height you were at.
Looking down at the ground, you could feel your face pale. Still, Iain was standing there, grinning in content with his arms crossed and his hip out,"A bawherr scared, aren't we lass?"
"No!" You cried back, going up higher and higher. Still, you wanted to beat him not matter how scared. He didn't assume you would jump off from that height which was why he
ScotlandxReader: Too Good For You Scotland rolled over in his sheets, the sunlight beginning to stream through the translucent navy curtains. Sure they kept the room darker than when they were open but the light of the coming day seemed to shine much brighter.ScotlandxReader: Too Good For You in Romance More Like This
Turning his head, red hairs falling over his face and covering his green eyes as he searched for the clock. The hair in his face was slicked back by his own hand, making the numbers. 'Tis ainlie seven,' he thought in frustration, rolling to his back and re-slicking his hair.
His green eyes shut once more, an aggravated breath escaping his lips. Last night, his little brother was dragged home, drunk off his knocked as usual but forcing his girlfriend-another nation by the name of ___________-to go get him and drag him home.
Now, Scotland knew that he could get just as polluted, if not more than England was last night. But he would never for the life of him drag his girlfriend out of bed to fetch him. That is if he had one.
BTTxReader: My Dearest Friends "Saying 'he was a racist' isn't an opening argument eyebrows!" Francis snapped beside you, standing up slightly in his seat. "I'm not satisfied and my partner is not either!"BTTxReader: My Dearest Friends in Romance More Like This
He looked towards you expectantly but you simply froze for a second. Luckily at that point, Arthur, who was sitting across from you, stood up and shot a glare. "Well if you'd let me finish, I can actually support my argument you frog!"
Sighing, you looked at Elizabeta, sitting across from you with a similar expression. "I'm not even going to try and get a word in edgewise. I highly doubt that either of us will get heard."
Nodding, you tuned out for a few seconds. Today in American History class, your teacher had the idea of splitting up the class into 5 groups, two teams in each. Each team would debate on whether President Lincoln was racist or not. Unfortunately for you and Elizabeta, you were stuck on the team with two enemies pitted against one another.
Francis looked to you,
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Taking a few cautionary steps forward through the woods, you peered through the leaves of the bushes. "Iain! Arthur! Come out, come out, wherever you are~!"
A sudden snap and thud brought you into attentiveness. Looking back to where you heard the noise, you saw little Arthur with the green cloak over his head, dusting himself off with tears threatening.
His knees and elbows were scraped up and his face had dirt covering it. Moving quickly to the small boy's aid, you wiped the dirt away,"_-_________...I-Iain w-was b-being a-a meany and s-scared me a-and made me fall f-from the tree...!" He started sobbing, running into your arms.
Taking the hood off of his head, revealing his short blond locks, you stroked his hair,"It's okay...Iain was being a bully...just come here to big sister..." He nodded before crying into your shirt.
Sure, you weren't Arthur's blood-related sister, but he looked up to you since Iain was always mean to him. Bes
GermanyxReader: Surprises "How is he...?" You heard Gilbert whispered as you slowly and silently shut the door behind you as you exited.GermanyxReader: Surprises in Romance More Like This
You smiled slightly. "He should be fine as long as the dogs don't start barking again."
Going back into the living room, you sat beside Gilbert on the couch, looking towards the lit up and decorated tree beside you. "Is Ludwig going to be coming home this Christmas...?"
Gilbert shrugged, letting you snuggle up to him. "Who's to know. He could be back today, next week or next year."
"Will he ever come back...?"
Gilbert sighed, holding you close and kissed your head. "Of course he will...I thought you knew him. He may be my younger brother but he's stubborn as an ox but he's tough."
"Gilbert...it's been almost four years..." Tears began to collect in your eyes. "I never told him about...anything going on here..."
"Maybe you should write a letter..." Gilbert suggested, getting up to fetch you a pen and paper. "At least let him know
IrelandxReader: I Mean It Your cellphone rang beside your bed, forcing your resting (e/c) eyes to open drowsily. In the dark, you were easily able to make out the figure of your phone, shinning due to the screen.IrelandxReader: I Mean It in Romance More Like This
Groggily taking it, you noticed it was from a nearby pub and groaned. Nonetheless, you hit the green 'SEND' button and answered,"Hello...?" Your voice dripped with exhaustion.
"They be at it again __________." The owner, a man who knew you so well due to this exact situation, answered.
Sighing, you swung your legs over the side of the bed and nodded to yourself in the dark. "I'm coming...I'll be over in a few minutes..."
In the background, you could hear music playing and muffled voices crying out from the four you were now forced to get. "Thank ye' lass..."
You hung up, throwing on sweatpants and an old Beetles tee before grabbing your car keys and slipping on Uggs to head out into the night. The recent cold weather was elongated over various days, making the
BTTxChild!Reader -Pt 1- A woman concealed herself for the cold weather that lay outside her door. She moved to a small, messy kitchen a scrawled a note, shoving it into her pocket before going back into her grungy living room.BTTxChild!Reader -Pt 1- in Romance More Like This
Looking over to the pulled-out bed/couch, she nearly bursted into tears seeing her small child's face sleeping so innocently and perfectly as though none of her disgusting home had even touched the baby.
Scooping her up, she protected her joyous bundle before trudging out into a howling blizzard. The woman walked for about an hour or so, the scene of a bad neighborhood turning into that of the middle-class.
Looking at the larger-than-average homes that lined the white streets, she picked one out. Quickly going up to the door, she made sure that the small infant was snug in her blankets. Her beautiful (e/c) eyes were shut and her breathing was getting uncomfortably shallow. Her nose was running.
Kissing the baby on the forehead, she slipped the note into her
Papa!NetherlandsxChild!Reader: I'm Glad "P-Pa..." You whimpered quietly, shaking the man's shoulder gently. "Pa...I'm s-scared...! P-Pa, wake up...!" An explosion outside made you cringe and throw yourself at him in hysterics. "Pa! Wake up! P-Please wake up!"Papa!NetherlandsxChild!Reader: I'm Glad in Romance More Like This
The man shifted, groaning slightly as he reached over and tried to turn the lamp on his nightstand on. It didn't come on. Noticing this, he sat up to look towards you crying on his lap.
Looking up, you threw your arms around his neck and snuggled close. "I-I got scared f-from the storm a-and when I tried to t-turn the lights t-they didn't turn on...! I-I'm scared p-pa!"
Lifting you up into his arms, he gently began to rub your back. Your 'pa' was a young Dutch man named Tim, a very quiet and reserved man who adopted you months earlier. You were rather shy and timid yourself, not wanting to live with some stranger for the rest of your life.
But regarding the circumstances of a thunderstorm, you quickly ran into his r
NordicsxChild!Reader: Home Noises coming from downstairs awoke you from your peaceful sleep. With the smallest amount of hope, you got out of your bed and slipped silently out of the room, trying not to wake up any of the other girls asleep.NordicsxChild!Reader: Home in Romance More Like This
Soundlessly, you walked down the dark hallways, creeping past the owner's bedroom door and going to the stairs to look down at who was in the large building. Down below, by the 6 foot tall tree stood Santa. But something was off.
He wore the outfit Santa was depicted but without the jolly belly or the rosy cheeks. Rather, it was a younger male with blond hair holding the sack full of presents and putting them under the tree.
"You're not Santa." You hissed through the silence, scaring him obliviously. He jumped in his spot, nearly dropping the present he held in his hands. "Either that or all the stories are lies."
He turned to look at you, sighing,"I don't have time to explain kid...I need to get going-"
"Why don't you give me a family for
AustraliaxReader Sitting outside, you looked over the edge of the cliff you were perched on, which coincidently where your friend Australia's home was. You had just arrived a few moments before and you wanted to take full effect of the view.AustraliaxReader in Short Stories More Like This
For years, you had spent time with most of your European friends and visited them on occasion. When you visited England not so long ago, his brother Australia was also visiting him and you instantly connected.
So he offered you to come visit him eventually and you could not deny. So when the cold days of winter vacation came upon you, you took it upon yourself to call him and ask if you could visit Australia, in the midst of its summer. And he simply could not refuse.
And now there you were, looking upon the coat of Australia in a tank top and shorts, watching people surf in the water and swim around.
"How do you like the view, mate?" You turn around to see your friend grinning at you, his olive green eyes shinning in the su
Seven minutes in heaven-Scotland"_______ got...Scotland?" Alfred asked himself. You looked at the packet of ciggarettes(?) and looked over at the red haired Kirkland brother. He was leaning against the nearest wall, ciggarette in his mouth and looking at you. He was wearing torn up jeans, a t-shirt with his flag on it and a thick leather jacket. You stood up and he smiled.Seven minutes in heaven-Scotland in Romance More Like This
"Come on then lass." (Is that welsh?!) He said, opening the door for you. You smiled. He was as much of a gentleman as his brother. You walked in and he closed the door behind you both. You could smell the smoke and wrinkled your nose.
"You do know they are bad for you." You said, taking the ciggarette out of his mouth and stubbing it out on one of the walls. You saw him frown and reach for the packet you had in your hands. You held it behind you.
"You're not smoking in here. I don't like the smell." You said. You saw him raise an eyebrow then smile.
"Oh really? We'll see about that." He said, before pulling you into a kiss. That surprised you grea
Seven minutes in heaven-Prussia~ Beware had sexual themes....and Prussia's awesomeness.~Seven minutes in heaven-Prussia in Romance More Like This
"_______ got Gilbert, niiiiice." Alfred said, winking at you. You blushed furiously. Alfred knew of your crush on the Prussian maniac. You had just never said anything, you thought his ego was big enough as it was.
"Kesesese!!" You heard the familiar laugh as he swaggered up next to you. (Bitch got swag!!! *shot*) Your blush increased when you saw what he was wearing. He was wearing a blue shirt, buttoned halfway, with the ever existant cross necklace hung round his neck. He wore black skinny jeans and a pair of grey trainers and a pair of black fingerless gloves.
"Hello frau, I see you couldn't resist my awesomeness." He said smiling. You looked away from him as he dragged you towards the closet.
"Keep it to PG-13!" You heard Alfred yell before the door slammed shut. You tried to speak but you simply stammered, cursing at yourself for acting like such an idiot. You heard him laugh quietly before you noticed those ruby red eyes
Seven minutes in Heaven introHow had you got here? You were sitting in a circle with several other countries. Most of them were drunk, or just stupidly happy, for some reason unknown. You sighed, now you remembered. America had dragged you over to his house for a 'party'. This usually meant everyone would eat burgers and listen to really loud techno. It wasn't your cup of tea to be brutally honest. You would've much rather have stayed at home, cuddled up with a book, but no, 'the hero' had to drag you over for a party...You didn't even want to be here. You had literally got yourself some lunch when he burst through the door and picked you up and slung you over his shoulder. He hadn't even said 'hello' or given you time to get dressed properly. You had hit his shoulder until your fists hurt but he didn't feel any of it, of course he wouldn't, not with muscles like that. You weren't even in smart clothes. You were wearing a pair of (f/c) skinny jeans, a (sf/c) t-shirt with (f/ch) on it and a pair of knee length,(c)Seven minutes in Heaven intro in Romance More Like This
Seven minutes in heaven- 2P!Canada"Dude! _______ got Matthew!" Alfred said, confusing everyone. As far as you know, no-one could remember Canada himself, let alone his name. Then again, the chunk of wood in your hand didn't scream Matthew. You expected a maple leaf, or something similar for the quiet, invisible nation.Seven minutes in heaven- 2P!Canada in Romance More Like This
"Looks like you've got me, eh?" A deep voice spoke. You looked behind you and saw, who you thought was Matthew.
He had the same hair and eyes, and that adorable curl sticking out from his head. But the smirk on his face told you different. He had a lustful look in his eyes and was leaning casually on a hockey stick, which you noticed had had a piece ripped off it.
A pair of goggles sat on his head, the lenses in them a burnt orange. He wore a torn up t-shirt and a leather biker jacket, along with baggy black trousers and what looked like Doc martins. This definitely wasn't the Mattie you knew. HIs violet eyes burned into you as you both walked into the closet, him leaving the hockey stick just outside, l
Seven minutes in heaven-Canada"_____ got-who is this?" Alfred asked, looking at the maple leaf in your hand. You frowned at him and sighed.Seven minutes in heaven-Canada in Romance More Like This
"It's Mattie. You know, your little brother?" You said sourly, looking for the invisible nation. Alfred blinked a few times before sweatdropping.
"Oh yeah. Sorry." He said. You finally managed to find Matthew, sitting in a corner, cuddling Kumajiro.
"Come on Mattie. It's me and you." You said quietly. He looked at you and blushed.
"O-Ok..." He said, standing up and leaving his little bear on the seat. You were both shoved into the closet and had the door slammed in your faces.
"Don't get too frisky!" You heard Alfred yell.
"Sorry about this _______..." Matthew said, shifting about in the small space.
"Its fine Mattie. I don't mind." You said, smiling at him. He looked at you and smiled back. He then looked at the ground and began kneading his fingers together, something you thought was really quite cute.
"Ummm _______?" He asked. You could see the blush darken on his face.
Seven minutes in heaven-England"_______ got Arthur!!!" Alfred laughed, causing you to almost drop the small, white teacup that was in your hand. You looked round for the blond haired, green eyed man, to find him dressed in his punk attire. It was something he hardly ever wore but you absolutely loved it. Those torn up jeans and the union jack t-shirt. You smiled as he walked over to you and helped you up.Seven minutes in heaven-England in Romance More Like This
"Come on love." He said, opening the closet door for you. He was a gentleman of course. The closet was rather small, and no matter how you both moved, you were still almost touching eachother. You sighed and looked at Arthur. He had a frown on his face.
"You didn't want to come in here with me did you?" You asked shyly. His facial expression changed.
"No! I mean...No love, I'm just annoyed at America. So what are going to do in here for seven minutes?" He asked.
You blushed. You had a pretty good idea what you wanted to do, but you didn't want to say anything. You shook your head, hoping to calm the blush. Arthur r
Seven minutes in Heaven- 2P!Italy"Feli? But he's already been..." Alfred said as you looked at a small italian flag. Your brows furrowed, if Feli had already gone, who was this? Unless it was Lovino. You looked round and shook your head. No, it was with (friend). You heard a quiet chuckled and whipped your head round, to be met with the most gorgeous pink eyes you'd ever seen. "Well well well, I've never seen such a girl like-a you before bella~" He said, his strong, italian accent flowing into your ears like melted chocolate, so smooth and lovely.Seven minutes in Heaven- 2P!Italy in Romance More Like This
He had the same coloured hair as Feli, and the same shade skin. He was wearing a pair of black, skinny jeans and smart shoes, and a crisp, sky blue shirt, a gold cross necklace sitting on his bronzed chest, glinting in the party lights. He also seemed to be tapping a riding crop against his thigh. That delicate curl still sprang from his head, floating temptingly. "I see you-a got my flag bella, well the closet won't wait all night~" He said, taking the flag and tucking it
Seven minutes in heaven-2P!England"_-_______ got..." Alfred looked up and wiped a small amount of icing off his cheek. You looked round to see where it had come from and blushed. A giggle came from his lips as he looked at you with eyes of an undescribable colour.Seven minutes in heaven-2P!England in Romance More Like This
"I-Iggy?" You asked and he laughed. "Not quite. Now shove that in your mouth and get into the closet." He said. You now knew it wasn't Iggy. He was nowhere near as polite as him. But you took a small bite out of the cupcake, expecting the worst.
It tasted amazing. You walked into the closet and the door slammed behind you, making it pitch black. A quiet laugh was heard as the cupcake was taken out of your hands and a tongue trailed your cheek, licking off the small amount of icing that had settled there. Now that you thought about it, your head was feeling fuzzy and you felt weak at the knees. You gasped, feeling small bites cross your neck.
"W-What was in that...." You trailed off, feeling his hands slink their way up your top, his fingertips running over yo
Seven minutes in heaven-Germany"Dude! _______ got Ludwig!" Alfred laughed. You looked at the cross held in your hand and a small smile crossed your face. You had liked him for a while. You glanced over at your friend _______, who gave you a thumbs up. You hadn't realised that he was now standing next to you.Seven minutes in heaven-Germany in Romance More Like This
"Shall we then _______?" He asked. You looked at him and nodded. You both walked into the closet and Alfred slammed the door.
"Don't get too frisky!" He yelled. You looked at him and smiled.
He wasn't wearing his usual uniform. He was wearing a pair of baggy black jeans and a top with the german coak of arms on it. He also wore a leather jackets, the sleeves rolled up and a pair of fingerless gloves. You smiled even wider. He almost looked gothic, which was a good thing for you, considering you were sort of an nerdy goth.
"Oh, Luddy, you might want your cross back." You said handing him it. He went to take it and you grabbed him by the t-shirt, pulling him into a passionate kiss.
He was a bit stiff to begin with
Seven minutes in Heaven-Spain"_______ got Antonio!" Alfred said, waving the minature bull horn in the air. You looked over and saw him dancing with Gilbert and Francis. He was wearing white skinny jeans and a red, open chested top. He was wearing choclate coloured smart shoes and a simple gold chain round his skin which complimented his tanned skin.Seven minutes in Heaven-Spain in Romance More Like This
"Hey! Spain! Get over here!" Alfred yelled again, this time Antonio looked over and saw the bull horn in his hands and you blushing like crazy. He smiled and walked over to you, a warm smile across his face.
"Hola chica. I see you chose me huh?" He said, taking your hand and leading you to the closet. You were a little nervous, what with him being known as part of the bad touch trio.
"Anything you want to do then chica?" You heard him ask. It was only then that you noticed you were in the dark of the closet, Antonio's hands gently on your waist. You blushed even darker, stuttering. You really didn't know what to do.
"Y-You can start...but...Te amo...." You said, closin
Turtle Parade SpainxReader“You know something, Lovi?”Turtle Parade SpainxReader in Romance More Like This
“I keep wondering how you managed to survive being raised by Toni.”
“Hm. Yeah, probably.”
A few moments passed in silence.
“Why are you asking?”
“He’s running around with Gilbert and Francis trying to catch a tomato fairy that I think is actually just a hummingbird.”
“…That tomato bastard.”
You laughed and moved to lie on the grass next to Lovi. Of course you wouldn’t actually say anything mean about Toni; the two of you had been best friends since you were little countries just starting out in the world. You guys were inseparable; whenever one of you got into a fight, the other was right there in the thick of it. If you ever had a problem, Toni was always the first person you went to, regardless of what was wrong. And you were the first person he sought out as well.
But sometimes you had to question his mental state, which is what
LtHL GermanyxReaderYou slowly sat up and realized that everyone had gone silent at your movement. Hesitantly, you opened your eyes and looked around.LtHL GermanyxReader in Romance More Like This
Well great. You were in the middle of a World Meeting.
And just like that, the silence was broken as a large majority of the nations began shouting back and forth about you and how you got there.
"AHAHAHAHA, DUDE!! She totally fell out of the ceiling!!"
"You bloody idiot, she didn't fall from the ceiling! Didn't you see the portal that opened up?!"
"Ohohoho, silly England. No one uses such outdated terms. It was a gateway to my love~."
You weren't sure whether to laugh because of how they ridiculous they were, or cry because nothing was going to be done about your predicament. A very audible gasp was heard from Italy as he bounded over to you to grasp your hands with Germany trailing behind him.
"Bella! Since you just came here, you probably don't ha
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 CanadaxReader"Today is Friday. I have no classes today," you sang happily to yourself, skipping around your apartment. Excited at the prospect of a three day weekend, as you always were, you jumped on the couches in your living room. Nothing was better than being able to choose when you did and didn't have classes. One of the many reasons you preferred college to high school.CIRL CanadaxReader in Romance More Like This
A metaphorical light bulb went off over your head. You should take a bath! A bubble bath, at that! You haven't taken one in a long time, and today was the perfect opportunity to relax.
Squealing in delight, you ran to your bedroom and quickly threw off all of your clothes. You didn't even bother grabbing your robe. I mean, you lived by yourself, and it's not like people could just materialize out of nowhere.
You dashed down the hall and into the bathroom, turning on the fan and shutting the door. You quickly plugged the drain and started the hot water. Turning to look at the shelf above the toilet, you debated on which scent t
CIRL NorwayxReaderShivering, you pulled your coat tighter around you and continued home. It was the middle of October and it was already freezing. Sighing, you kept walking down the sidewalk to your apartment. Your last class of the day had been canceled, and with nothing better to do, you decided to just head home to try and warm up.CIRL NorwayxReader in Romance More Like This
You entered your apartment and closed the door behind you. Tossing your stuff onto the kitchen table, you put some water in a teapot and set it on the stove. While you waited for the water to boil, you went to your room to find something to read. You flicked through your books, and when you decided on one, you went back out to the kitchen. When the kettle started hissing, you took it off the stove and poured the water into a mug. Grabbing a teabag of your favorite tea, you plopped it in the mug and headed to the living room. Happily curling up on the couch, you set the mug down on the coffee table and started to read.
You'd been reading for about half an hour, when all of
LtHL TurkeyxReaderYou slowly sat up and realized that everyone had gone silent at your movement. Hesitantly, you opened your eyes and looked around.LtHL TurkeyxReader in Romance More Like This
Well great. You were in the middle of a World Meeting.
"Hey there," you said, sliding towards the edge of the table. "Sorry to interrupt. I'll be going now." As you awkwardly got off of the table, a large man stood in front of you.
"And where do you think you're going, girlie?" You gulped and looked up to see the masked man, better known as Turkey. Man, was he intimidating.
"I'm uh, getting out of your way?"
"I'd like to know how you got here first." A yawn sounded to your right and you looked to see Greece making his way over to the two of you, followed closely by Japan.
"You shouldn't be so rude to her, bird brain. You'll scare her," he said to Turkey in his sleepy voice, while making his way between the two of you. You subtly covered your mouth w
CIRL Male!BelarusxReaderYou hummed happily as you walked home, a skip in your step. You'd just gone to the grocery store and found that the ingredients for your favorite meal were almost all on sale, so you stocked up, intending to make that meal tonight. And when good food was in your future, your mood was always kicked up a couple notches on the happy scale.CIRL Male!BelarusxReader in Romance More Like This
Swinging your bags, you made your way inside and began putting away your groceries. You smiled and pulled out the recipe and everything you would need. Nothing could bring you down right now.
You began humming again and started cutting up your ingredients, lightly swaying back and forth.
A hand grabbed your shoulder, making you scream and whip around pointing your knife at whoever was there. You almost dropped the utensil when you locked eyes with the man. He stared at the knife in a bored manner and then glared at you, causing you to flinch back a little bit.
"Where is Anya? Tell me now!" he growled, taking a step closer to you. You stared at him befor
Countries in Real Life: IntroYou never expected anything out of the ordinary to happen to you. In your opinion, you were a fairly average girl. You got good grades in high school, you had a decent amount of friends, you were attending a good college, and you lived in your own apartment. There was nothing that made you spectacular or anything.Countries in Real Life: Intro in General Fiction More Like This
You figured you'd go through life like anybody else. Graduate college, get a job, find the right guy, get married, have kids. All that jazz. And you were okay with that. It's what almost everyone did. But you had to admit, there were those moments where you wished something exciting would happen. Something out of the ordinary.
Well. It looks like you're about to get your wish.
CIRL AmericaxReaderYou loved your friends. You really did. But it annoyed you to no end when they would constantly bring up your lack of a love life. Why were you required to have a boyfriend or, at the very least, a love interest? Why couldn't you be happy being single?CIRL AmericaxReader in Romance More Like This
Sighing ruefully, you had to admit. You did get jealous of them and their boyfriends sometimes. But it's not like being single was the end of the world!
You muttered darkly to yourself about stupid friends, your current status as a "forever alone-r," and not having a giant cake of chocolate to drown yourself in. Because giant chocolate cake solves all of the problems, ever. But since you didn't have cake, you'd have to content yourself with whatever was in your apartment.
You slipped your key into the doorknob and entered your quiet apartment.
"Maybe I should get a pet," you mused, flicking on the lights and going to the kitchen. And so began your epic quest in the search for the perfect solve-all-your-lady-problems food. But unfo
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