I understand now......God is punishing me for my sins by makin y'all tag the fuck outta me!!!! XDDDD Damn it all.... Anyway, tagged by :iconRoronoa-D-Rikuut at least she tagged me in a clever way. This is what popped up in my inbox:
Me: Hey England! Let's play a game
England: *sighs* I suppose so.
Me: What is the letter after 'T'
Me: What do pirates love to say?
England:...is this a joke?
England: *sighs* Arr
Me: What do you get when you take the word 'price' from the word "price tagged"
England: that doesn't make sense!
Me: Oh come on England~ For me *cute face*
England: *blush like a tomatoe* tagged...
Me: HA! HE SAID IT NOT ME!
Seriously though, you just got tagged~! ^^ leave me a link when you finish!
Now on with the tag~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
1. You must post these rules.
2. Answer the questions the tagger set for you, and create new questions for the people you tag to answer.
3. You have to choose 10 people to tag and post their icons on
Seven Minutes in Heaven: ChopsticksSeven Minutes in Heaven: Chopsticks in Romance More Like This
A/N: I don't own Hetalia. Ok, since this is Japan we're talkin' 'bout, he ain't gonna be that romantic *cough* sexy *cough*. Sorry! :") And just imagine that Japan is talking with his accent! I don't really feel like goin' through the trouble and makin' sure I did his accent right, so
You eagerly put you hand in the hat and pulled out something.
"I got chopsticks." You tell the American, a little confused. Who were the chopsticks for? You thought instantly of Japan, but he didn't seem like the type to play this kind of game. You sat in the closet and waited for a few minutes until the door opened to reveal a very nervous Kiku Honda.
"Err, konnichiwa (y/n)-san." He greeted you shyly with a small blush on his face. You almost squealed because he was so cute!
"Hi Japan," you reply, "So why did you agree to play Seven Minutes in Heaven? You don't seem like the type of person to want to get stuck in the closet with someone!"
"Well, America-san kind of forced me to
Hetalia Seven Minutes in Heaven: WurstHetalia Seven Minutes in Heaven: Wurst in Romance More Like This
A/N: FYI incase you didn't get the memo, I don't own Hetalia. Hope you like Germany!
You eagerly put you hand in the hat and pulled out something.
"It's wurst." You tell America. He flashes you a grin and leads you into the closet where you will wait for your person to show. You had a pretty good guess that it was Germany that was suppose to come in. How America was going to get him in here, you didn't know.
Just then you heard a voice outside the door yell, "Ze hell are you doing? Let go of me zis instant!" The door suddenly opened and Germany was thrown in by a lot of the guy countries.
"Verdammt, (Dammit)" He muttered as he got up and dusted himself off. He looked around until his blue eyes met your (e/c) ones and blushed a little. "Oh, err, hello, (y/n)"
"Hey." You say shyly. You had a crush on the German man for some time, just never had the guts to tell him. Both of you sat in silence for a moment. "Um, Germany there's something I've wanted to tell you for a while
Seven Minutes in Heaven: Maple LeafSeven Minutes in Heaven: Maple Leaf in Romance More Like This
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or you cause that would be slavery and I'm against that. XD
You eagerly put you hand in the hat and pulled out something.
"I got a maple leaf." you tell America. It was obvious who you'd be with for Seven Minutes in Heaven. You had been developing a small crush on Canada, and you hoped that he would like you back. Seven Minutes in Heaven was definitely a good idea. America then led you to the closet.
"Have fun!" he said before shoving you in there and slamming the door.
'Well that was kind of rude.' you thought to yourself as you dusted off your (f/c) dress and waited patiently for Canada to come. Right on cue, the door busted open, and Canada was shoved in. He stumbled and lost his balance, falling right on you.
"O-oh, (y/n)! S-s-sorry, I d-didn't mean to f-fall on you." he stammered, blushing a dark red.
"Erm, um, its ok." you say. He quickly got up off of you (much to your disappointment) and edged away from you a bit.
"S-so, d-do you like
Hetalia Seven Minutes in Heaven: BurgerHetalia Seven Minutes in Heaven: Burger in Romance More Like This
A/N: Don't own Hetalia. Wish I did. Hope y'all enjoy this! I'm not a lovey-dovey type of person, but really all I write is romance weird. A lot of people think I'm crazy and heartless at my school oh well. I try not to let it get to me that much.
You eagerly put you hand in the hat and pulled out something.
"Cool. I got a burger." You tell America. It was easy to tell by his expression that you picked him. Not that it wasn't obvious anyway. He suddenly lifted you up bridal style and carried you into the closet.
"Put. Me. Down!" you ordered as he closed the door of the closet, leaving you in his arms in the dark.
"Aw, why would I do that? I love you too much, (y/n)!" he chuckled as he kissed your neck.
"S-stop it, A-Al." you stutter with your face blushing with embarrassment. Thankfully, he put you down, but only to start kissing you passionately. 'Well, he's a little forward.' You thought to yourself as you eagerly kissed him back. Then you get a brilliant idea and sta
Seven Minutes in Heaven HetaliaSeven Minutes in Heaven Hetalia in Romance More Like This
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia. If I did I would be a billionaire.
A/N: my first seven minutes in heaven deal, so if it's not "steamy" enough for you sorry, but I still don't feel comfy bout writin' *cough*sex*cough* scenes. But I will try!
Seven Minutes in Heaven: Intro
You sighed heavily. Why on earth did you let yourself be dragged to one of America's outrageous parties again? The last one was bad enough when the police showed up (thank the Bad Touch Trio for that). You rolled your (e/c) eyes thinking about how much of a disaster it was. But here you were, walking up to America's doorstep, already hearing music blaring and people yelling and screaming. You were about to knock on the door when it flung open to reveal none other than America himself.
"Dude, (y/n), you actually showed up!" America yelled over the loud music.
"Well, you kind of pushed me to come " you mumbled.
"Never mind." God, he was so oblivious sometimes. You sighed again as you walk
Seven Minutes in Heaven Hetalia: TomatoSeven Minutes in Heaven Hetalia: Tomato in Romance More Like This
A/N: Hey guys! OMG I just love Romano~ XD This was fun to write, but so were the others. Hope y'all like it .
You eagerly put you hand in the hat and pulled out something.
"I got ..a tomato!" You tell America. It could only be two people: Spain, and the Italian you had a huge crush on, Romano. America let you to the closet and shoved you in there.
"Well good luck (y/n)!" he said as he slammed the door, leaving you to wait for Romano. Finally after what seemed like ages (but really was only like five seconds) you heard a lot of cussing from the other side of the closet door. America opened the door and dragged Romano in to the closet and closed the door before Romano had the chance to yell at him.
Seven Minutes in Heaven Hetalia: PandaSeven Minutes in Heaven Hetalia: Panda in Romance More Like This
A/N: I don't really see China as the romantic type, so don't flame if it's not as good as the others.
You eagerly put you hand in the hat and pulled out something.
"Aww, I got a toy panda!" you practically squeal with delight. America gives you a small smile and leads you into the closet and closes the door behind you. You sigh and push your (h/c) hair out of your eyes as you wait for your crush to show. You blush at the thought of what you and Wang Yao might do in here. The door flinging open interrupted your daydreams. Yao was pushed in by Alfred kind of roughly, making Yao fall on the floor.
"You have seven minutes! Spend it wisely." Alfred chuckled.
"Aiyah! You stupid American, be careful next time!" he yells at him before the door closes, leaving you two in darkness.
"Umm Yao, where are you? I can't see you." You say quietly. Secretly you had a fear of the dark because you couldn't see anything. You almost jumped out of your skin when you felt a pair of strong arms surr
Seven minutes in heaven-Russia~Seven minutes in heaven-Russia in Romance More Like This
A little sexual...Don't like, don't read!
"_-_______ got Ivan..." Alfred tailed off, giving you a sympathetic look. You held a sunflower petal in your hand, it looked freshly picked and still smelled of the flower. You watched Alfred step back a little as you heard him approaching. You turned round and smiled at the purple eyed man, your (e/c) eyes gleaming just as much. Even though he scared everyone witless, you kind of liked him. He was incredibly tall and you loved his child-like smile.
You were pulled out of your thoughts as he pulled you gently by the wrist to the closet, no-one being brave enough to walk you there. You saw the looks you were getting from the other countries and it was as if they all knew you were dead.
The door closed behind you and you looked up at Ivan. You saw him staring at you, but it wasn't scary at all.
"You didn't want to pick me did you?" He asked, bending down to your height. He took up a lot of the closet, purely with his height.
"A-Actually I don
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-America"So who'd ya get?" Alfred asked. You stared at the glasses you held in your hand.Seven minutes in Heaven-America in Romance More Like This
"I got you..." You said, looking up at the american. You had to admit, he looked better without his glasses on. He was wearing a black, skin tight shirt and navy skinny jeans with cowboy boots which made you smile. He looked at you in surprise.
"Oh...Cool! You get time with the hero!!" Alfred yelled. He seemed to have gotten over his sudden shock, but you still hadn't.
"Y-Yeah...Cool." You muttered as you watched your feet leave the ground, before realising Alfred was actually carrying you to the closet. This made you blush.
"I can walk you know!" You said just as you got to the closet. Before you knew it, it was pitch black and you were almost face to face with the 'hero'. He smelt strongly of coffee and Linx. You usually hated the smell of Linx, boys would spray half a can on each time, but Alfred seemed to have sprayed the perfect amount on, and it was the chocolate one too. That made him smell even be
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-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-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-Japan"Haha!_______ got Kiku!!" Alfred said, pointing to the sakura blossom you held in your hand. You had never expected the shy Asian country to even join in with such a game. You then took a closer look at the flower and realised it was a hair pin. You saw the Asian country walk up to you and you raised an eyebrow. He was certainly dressed for the occasion. Instead of his usual, smart attire, he was wearing a pair of white, skinny jeans, a black t-shirt and a baggy red hoodie, with matching red converse. He simply blushed and offered you his hand. You smiled a little and took it, getting to your feet. You had had a crush on the Japanese man for a while now, but valued your friendship a little too much to ever confess.Seven minutes in heaven-Japan in Romance More Like This
Alfred shoved you both into the closet, quite harshly, making you hit your head on the way in and closed the door. You let out a string of curses to the american outside the door but stopped when you felt a hand on your shoulder.
"That is most improper." You heard KIku say.
Seven minutes in heaven-Italy"_______ got Feli!" Alfred yelled. You looked at the packet of pasta in your hand and smiled. You and the cute bubbly italian had been friends for a while and he had taught you how to cook countless pasta dishes. You had fallen for him hard. His wimpyness all the way up to that adorable curl on his head. You had a good idea what that curl did, but you never dared try it.Seven minutes in heaven-Italy in Romance More Like This
You were then pulled into a hug by the hyper pasta lover and pulled to the closet.
"Vee~! Hello bella!" He said, once you were inside.
"Hey Feli. Oh, you want the pasta back right?" You asked him, holding the packet out to him. You could see him nodd in the dim light and take the packet, placing it somewhere in his hoodie. You liked what he was wearing. A pair of baggy blue jeans, a white t-shirt and an italian flag hoodie.
"Bella?" Feli said, cutting you off.
"Yeah?" You asked.
"Do you like anyone?" He asked. You blushed at that question.
"Maybe..." You said. He smiled.
"Can I tell you something?" He aske
Seven minutes-Switzerland"_______ got Switz!" He yelled. You looked at the little hand gun. By the looks of it, there wasn't any ammo but you didn't pull the trigger, just incase. You heard yelling coming from outside, then Germany and Prussia dragging him by his arms.Seven minutes-Switzerland in Romance More Like This
"Get off me." He said, shrugging them off. He looked round and saw you holding the gun.
"Yo dude! _______ picked you!" America said, grabbing you by the wrist and pulling you up.
"Now go on! Into the closet with you! Oh, and don't get too frisky, Britain won't like it!" He said laughing. He shoved you both into the closet, you colliding with Switzerland in the process.
"Sorry..." You said as you backed up against the wall. The closet was very small, too small infact. You could almost feel the heat radiating off him. You wouldn't have minded if it was someone else but Switz?! You had liked him for quite a while. The way he was always neutral made you giggle. You then realised that you still held his gun in your hand.
"Switz...I still have your gu
Seven minutes in heaven-France"_____got Francis..." Alfred said. You twirled the rose in your hands, not really paying attention until he came along and lifted your chin up, causing you to look straight into his deep blue eyes. You blushed darkly. You had heard of his reputation and to be honest, you wanted to know why he had one as such. He pulled you up and into his chest, making you blush even darker. "Come ma chérie, we have a closet to get into." He said, opening the door for you.Seven minutes in heaven-France in Romance More Like This
Once you were both inside, you were pushed gently against the wall, butterfly kisses travelling up your neck. You blushed, if possible, even darker, his stubble grazing against the skin of your collarbone. "Ma chérie, a little birdie told me you 'ave some form of crush on me~" You heard him say. "S-So what if I do??" You stuttered, feeling his hands trace your curves. You heard him chuckle, that signature laugh just made you want to throw him to the floor. But you could never do that. "Then that means I 'ave someone who won't run awa
Hetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven WyHetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven Wy in Romance More Like This
Finally America calls your name, it's your turn to draw an items. You place a hand inside the hat and feel around, one item dominated the hat. You pull the large, hard item out, its a crown. "Um, I'm not sure who this belongs to honestly."
"Well you should." Wy stormed up to you and jerked the crown from your hand, placing it back on her head. "I know I'm small, but really, you should at least know who I am. I mean everyone knows who Sealand is."
Sealand waved from his spot next to the punch bowl. "It's true, they do, and I'm even smaller than Wy. Maybe it's because I'm so cute."
America seemed almost afraid to approach. "Wy, the dude didn't say he didn't know you, he just didn't recognize the crown. Now, could you please go to the closet?" Without a word she started walking to the closet, a blush covering her face. "Okay dude's hopefully you two have a good time in there. If not, well just don't kill each other. I will see you both in seven minutes unless o
Hetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven RussiaHetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven Russia in Romance More Like This
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
Hetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven CanadaHetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven Canada in Romance More Like This
"Hey dude, I thought I told you it was your turn. What are you doing still sitting over there?" Grinning wide, America pulled you to your feet. "Go on, get your item and get in the closet."
"Right, I'm going. I kind of forgot it was my turn." You reached your hand into the hat, and quickly pulled a small bit of stuffing from the hat. "Uh, who's is this?"
"That's actually my bears, whose name I forgot, but it's my item." Canada was standing behind you, blushing furiously.
"Well, you two had better get in the closet before that bear comes back looking for his fluff!"America walked you two to the closet. "I'll warn you if he shows up." With that you were locked inside the dark closet with Canada. You quickly found a spot in the corner and sat down, hoping to evade him for the seven minutes.
"You probably don't know who I am, so I'll introduce myself." He blushed awkwardly. "I'm Canada. "
"I know who you are, Canada. There's no need for introd
Hetalia Seven Minutes in Heaven New ZealandHetalia Seven Minutes in Heaven New Zealand in Romance More Like This
“I thought we were about done with this game, but a bunch of new people just showed up.” With a little sigh, America rubbed the back of his head. “Man, I seriously had no idea this was going to take so long. Well, it was my idea, so no reason to complain.” Forcing a smile on his face, he walked up to you and offered you the hat of items. “Go ahead.”
Accepting his invitation, you silently placed your hand into the hat and pulled out a small ball of some of the softest, fluffiest fleece you had ever felt. “Wow, someone takes good care of their animals. This is like snuggling a cloud.”
“I don't know about snuggling a cloud, but it is pretty soft. I could make you a dress out of it if you like.” With a bright smile on his very cheerful face, New Zealand used his shepherds crook to pull himself to his feet. “This is pretty exciting, I've never done anything like this before.” Blushing slightly, he took your hand
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..
Hetalia Seven Minutes in heaven ChinaHetalia Seven Minutes in heaven China in Romance More Like This
You pull a doll from the hat. "Oh, how cute, can I keep it?" You snuggled the panda doll in your arms as China walked up to you.
"Of course you can aru." He gave you a happy smile and took your hand.
"Ok, into the closet with you two." America shooed you two into the closet. "Ok now china, try not to disappoint the lady. I heard Japan did a good job when he was in the closet, you can't let your little bro out do you." He snickered and shut and locked the door.
"Japan, actually played along?" China seemed dumbfounded by the idea. "Well then I must show you a good time in this dark, messy, not at all romantic closet." He took your hands into his and smiled at you. "How may I please you "_____"? Just say the word and I will do it." Your face turned red.
"O-oh you don't have to do anything China, it's just nice to be here with you." You returned his smile, and gave his hands a squeeze.
"There must be something you want me to do. I won't be outdone be Japan I just won't have i
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
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
Hetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven HungaryHetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven Hungary in Romance More Like This
America called you over to the hat, it was your turn at last to pick an item. You walked over to him and placed your hand inside the hat. There was one item that got your attention, it was big and fluffy, obviously a doll of some sort. You chose that one and removed it from the hat. It was a doll, a very fluffy little kitten doll to be exact. You figured it would be one of the younger girls item, but instead it was Hungary who claimed the item.
"Hello, I see you found my kitty. She's one of my favorites you know." Hungary took the doll you held and snuggled it tight. "Well, I guess we should head to the closet so Mister America doesn't become impatient yes?" She took your hand in hers and lead you straight for the closet.
America popped in front of Hungary and held his hand out in a "stop signal" fasion. "Hold up Hungary, this is a mandatory frying pan check. I can either pat you down, or my personal favorite. You can strip to your unmentionables."
Hetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven LiechtensteinHetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven Liechtenstein in Romance More Like This
You stuck your hand into the old hat and began feeling around for something interesting. There were far too many items inside to try and decipher what each and every item was. So, you decided to just pick something at random. It ended up being a small dark blue hair tie. You know right away who the owner was. "Ah, Liechtenstein, this belongs to you right?" You held it up to her between your fingers.
"Mhm." She gave a shy smile and nodded. "I didn't bring anything to use, so I just but my ribbon in there." She quickly tied the ribbon back in it's respectable place. "Well, should we get going then?" She smiled again.
"Oh ho, some one want's to get inside the closet now doesn't she?" America smiled and dramatically swung open the closet door for you two. "Well please, don't let me hold you two love birds up, go right on ahead."
Liechtenstein Stuttered while searching for her words. "N-no, I just know we're supposed to be in the closet, and you get m
Seven Minutes in Heaven (Canada)You roll your eyes and stick your hand in, grabbing aSeven Minutes in Heaven (Canada) in Romance More Like This
Little Bottle of Maple Syrup!
"This is actually really cute!" you giggle, fingering the maple leaf pressed into the glass, "Canada, is this yours?"
"Um... ya..." he blushes, stepping towards you.
"I didn't even know you came, bro!" America shouts as Prussia leads you to the closet.
"No matter, even if you just can show up, stay in there for 7 minutes!" Prussia laughs, slamming the door shut.
"I didn't just appear, I came with you, idiot." Canada says. glaring at the door.
"I knew you were here." you said quietly.
"You did?" he turns to face you, violet eyes wide in shock.
"Well, ya..." you blush, staring at the floor, "I always know when you're near." you bite your lip, not noticing Canada step closer to you. "I mean... I've always had the biggest crush on you." You fiddle absentmindedly with you fingers when Canada tilts your face up with his hand.
"Re-really?" he asks, hopeful. You smile so
Seven Minutes in Heaven (Japan)You grimace at the hat, not wanting to put your hand in there. Slowly, you reach in and pull out a...Seven Minutes in Heaven (Japan) in Romance More Like This
Sakura Blossom Hair Pin
Oh no. you think, blushing wildly, No, no, no. You look around, trying to find the silent man. You didn't know why but the stoic man had captured your heart and just the idea of being alone with him frightened you. Before you could think, you were in the closet. Alone. Well, not alone.
You were with Japan.
"Hello, (Y/n)." he nodded at you politely.
"Ja-Japan..." you stare at your hands, trying (and failing) to get your blush under control. "Um, I guess this in yours?" you hold out the hair pin, hoping he can see it in the dim light of the closet.
"Oh," he says quietly, taking it from your hand. "I think..." he clears his throat and you feel something touch your hair, "That this goes here."
Your eyes shoot up to look at the seemingly emotionless man who was now blushing. "Japan!" you say without t
CanadaXReaderLove Is For the BlindCanadaXReader in Romance More Like This
Story by: lilacgiraffe
I know I said I wouldn’t do this but when I got to my computer and saw my internet was down I decided to write this for you guys. It’s cute!
You purse your lips, staring at the doors of your high school. You had a strong urge to skip school until you felt an icy wind bite at your exposed nose. Taking a quick glance around the frozen school yard before stepping up to the main entrance, you push the glass doors open, leaving a fresh imprint of your hand in the foggy door. You sigh, already sick from the smell of sweets and roses in the overfilled hall way.
You lowered your head, trying to block out the hopeful boys and overly excited girls. Listening to the crinkling of the wrapping paper on flowers, you make your way to your locker. By the time you were able to push past the rejoicing couples, your best friend, Matthew, was already waiting for you at your locker.
”Good morning, (Y/n)!” he said, politely pushing
Seven Minutes in Heaven (2p!America)You cringe, you hand hovering over the hat. Suddenly, your hand flicks away. "I'm sorry but, I don't know what's in there! What if it's gross?"Seven Minutes in Heaven (2p!America) in Romance More Like This
Prussia face palms and pulls out a...
Pair of Sunglasses
"No, man!" America sighs, "You got my brother!"
"Mattie?" you ask, cocking your head.
"No," he glares at a guy leaning against the wall, "Him."
The man smirks, pushing himself off the wall and walking over to you. "Never seen you before," his red eyes flick over your body, "I'd love to see more."
You roll your eyes, "I am not going into the closet with him."
His eyes narrow. Roughly grabbing your shoulders, he pushes you, backwards, into the closet. "You will," he growls, "Because that's the game."
Tripping into the closet, you fall against the back wall. Pinning you in place, he squeezes your hips, making you gasp and try to push him away.
"Get off me!" you choke, pressing your hands to his chest.
"No," his grin grows and he squeezes again, higher up
Seven Minutes in Heaven (Intro)"Veneziano, do I have to go?" you whine as the hyper man drags you through the mall.Seven Minutes in Heaven (Intro) in General Fiction More Like This
"Si, bella! And you need to get cute clothes, too!" he chirps, forging ahead through the crowds of staring girls.
You groan dramatically as he pulls you into yet another designer store. He throws you into a dressing room and then hands you clothes over the door. "How's this, Veneziano?" you ask, stepping out in a short, (f/c) dress with a low neckline and a pair of black heels.
"Perfect-a! Let's-a go!" he pushes you back in the room and you change into your jeans and tank top. When you step out of the room, clothes in hand, the Italian is already paying for the outfit.
"Wait!" you yell, running through the store with dress and shoes in hand, "I should pay for it."
"No, I'm-a making you buy-a the clothes. Least I can-a do is-a pay for the clothes myself." he finishes paying and puts the outfit in a plastic bag boasting the designer name. Still in shock about him pay
Seven Minutes in Heaven (America)You grimace at the hat, not wanting to put your hand in there. Slowly, you reach in and pull out a...Seven Minutes in Heaven (America) in Humor More Like This
Captain America Action Figure?
"Dude!" a voice shouts, lifting you from behind, "That's mine!"
You giggle, recognizing the happy American's voice as he carries you to the closet. "Good luck, (Y/n)!" Prussia calls, slamming and locking the door.
"So, (Y/n)" he voice was low, sending shivers down your spine, "what do you want to do in here. I have a few ideas..." you feel him get closer and quickly back up, not wanting to kiss him only because you had a massive crush on him.
"W-well," you stumble, hitting the wall lightly, "I've never played this game before so-"
America's arm wrapped around you and he pressed his hand to the small of you back, using the other one to pull you closer but your arm. "Want me to teach you?" he whispered onto your neck, making you squirm out of his grip.
"H-how about we just talk?" you stutter, ducking under him and placing yo
Seven Minutes in Heaven (Denmark)You glare at the Prussian man as you shove your hand into the bag, pulling out a...Seven Minutes in Heaven (Denmark) in Romance More Like This
Tiny Battle Ax?
You deadpan and look for the Dane. "Den, are you kidding?" If anything, you'd rather have girly Poland or touchy France. Not this arrogant ass-hat. He was rude, full of him self, no good, tall, strong...
You shook your head as Denmark grabbed your shoulders and lead you into the closet, laughing the whole way over and smelling of beer. Rolling your eyes, you shrugged him off and pressed yourself to the other side of the closet. You just wanted to get away from him. Maybe it was because you were this close to hitting him or maybe because you didn't want him to feel the nervous air about you.
"Hey, (Y/n)," he jabs your ribs and you snarl at him, getting no reaction. "Don't be afraid to swoon, I am pretty great." You can practically feel the testosterone rolling off of him and scoff, turning slightly away from him. Even though he was stupid, you still felt a ro
Seven Minutes in Heaven (Sweden)You excitedly reach your hand into the hat, wondering who you would get of the handsome men around you when you pulled out a...Seven Minutes in Heaven (Sweden) in Romance More Like This
Pair of Wire Framed Glasses?
Looking around the room, you notice that everyone who wore glasses was wearing them. Except for a tall, Swedish man who was talking to Finland.
"Sweden, (Y/n) found your glasses!" Finland rejoiced.
"Hm, thanks..." he put his glasses on and continued to talk to the Fin.
"Um... actually..." you blush, looking at the hem of the dress that Veneziano got you, "You're supposed to go into the closet with me and-"Suddenly, a pair of strong arms lift you up, carrying you to the closet.
"What are you doing?" you gasp, clinging to his neck in the darkness of the small room.
"You wanted to be in the closet with me, didn't you?" he asked coolly, holding you tighter as you nodded weakly.
"Well," he smirked, a rare expression on the stoic man, "Here we are." he leaned towards you a little bit and you could smell his soap.
Seven Minutes in Heaven (Romano)You excitedly reach your hand into the hat, wondering who you would get of the handsome men around you. Well, you did hope for a certain one, not that you'd ever tell anyone. Blushing already, you pulled out a...Seven Minutes in Heaven (Romano) in Romance More Like This
Tomato Key Chain!
"That's Romano's," Prussia said blandly, bored.
"No it's not! It's that tomato bastards!" an anger fill shout filled the room.
You flip the key chain over carefully. "It, uh, it has your flag on it." you murmur quietly.
"Fine, let's go." he huffs, dragging you by your wrist into the closet. To be honest, you were a little scared. He throws you into the room and slams the door shut, locking it from the inside.
"I-I'm pretty s-sure this isn't how the-the game works."
"Be quiet..." he said quietly, hitting his forehead on the door.
"W-what?" you ask, not hearing him.
"I said shut up!" he growls, turning quickly, accidentally hitting you in the process.
You gasp, clutching your cheek where he hit you. As tears fill your eyes, Romano's soft
Seven Minutes in Heaven (North Italy)You furrow your eyebrows, determined to find something interesting. You grab what feels interesting and it's...Seven Minutes in Heaven (North Italy) in Romance More Like This
A Little White Flag!
"Veneziano? You're playing?" you gasp, a little surprised that the man you had a crush on would play such a perverse game.
"Of course, it gives me a chance with a pretty lady like you!" he laughs, grabbing your hand and skipping to the closet. You can't help but giggle a little, his joy contagious.
The door closes, leaving you and Veneziano chuckling against the walls of the small room. "Thank you, Veneziano, but I am only pretty because of all of the work you put into it!" you blush.
"(Y/n), you are beautiful no matter what you wear. Even first thing in the morning before you drink a coffee." your blush darkens, hearing him use such a serious voice.
"Thank you, Veneziano," you murmur, placing a hand on his cheek, "thank you for everything." Very carefully, you move to kiss his forehead, hoping to not touch is cu
Hetalia Heaven (White) (Reader Insert)~7 Minutes In Hetalia Heaven~Hetalia Heaven (White) (Reader Insert) in Romance More Like This
You had come along to the party with your friend Greece. It had taken a lot of alcohol, but now, you and all the countries you could name were sat in a large circle, eager to play a game called 'Seven minutes in Heaven or Hell' which America had suggested, and in their drunkenness, all the countries decided to play along. The numbers of men certainly outweighed the numbers of females, not that you really cared. It just meant that you'd get more of a chance of getting paired up with a cute bishie.
"[Name], would you wake up Greece please?! I want him to play first!" America smiled broadly, holding England's top hat which was overflowing with neatly folded papers.
"Uh, sure." You nudged your friend next to you. Greece was sitting cross legged with a cat in his lap, his head bowed, and light snoring leaked into the air. After countless attempts, you couldn't wake him up and turned to America. "H-He's not waking up."
"Oh darn it! T
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You and Latvia went to the party together; just as friends. The truth was, that Russia with his childish bright smile, cruelly told Latvia he had a choice "What would you like to do, little one? Go to party, or be buried under the snow as a corpse? ". Naturally Latvia chose to live and party rather than eat snow. He begged you to come along with him as Estonia came up with a witty response and Lithuania was protected by Poland. Not that Latvia needed to beg you to come; you were more than happy to tag along. Who in there right mind would turn down an offer to go drinking and partying with the sexiest men of the world?
When you got there though, Latvia desperately tried to drown his sorrows. You never realized how much of a heavy drinker he was. "Aren't you under-age?" You mumbled, mulling over the fact he only looked and sounded like a fifteen year old.
He didn't answer though. He didn't have time to, since Italy ran into the cent
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Turkey had taken you to the party, mainly because Greece had planned to ask you to accompany him, but was too lazy to actually get around to asking you, and Turkey decided it was a great opportunity to annoy the Greek. You didn't realise that you were only a tool to Turkey until you walked in through England's door and Turkey proceeded to flaunt your presence to everyone.
So he went off to boast to Japan about having you as his 'date' and left you to do your own thing, as though he had forgotten that you were still there. It didn't matter in the long run, however, as a cheery Italy began to talk to you.
"(Name)! Are you OK? You look angry..." Italy's cheeriness sunk from his features as he took a step back. He was a little bit intimidated by the firm expression on your face.
"Huh?" Your attention snapped away f
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To help him get things ready at his house, England was the one who invited you to the party. You had been there from the beginning helping England decorate the place and hide any valuables that would either be smashed or stolen. Of course, you could relax once the guests had arrived and things were going smoothly. Although everyone was soon getting bored and America suddenly came up with a great idea to bring a bit of spice back into the party.
"Dudes, seriously we're going to play seven minutes in heaven or hell!" He yelled, and then had to briefly explain what the game was about to the countries who hadn't heard of it. Italy was simply thrilled to be playing such an intimate game and ran off to steal one of England's top hats and fill it with papers which had a country and a flag written and drawn on it.
After some hardcore persuading, and a truck of alcoholic beverages, all the nations of the world were seated in a circle a
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What started out as a formal event; quickly turned into a chaotic mess of inappropriateness and drunken howls. Cuba lit up a cigar and turned to you, a stressful look on his face. "This is getting out of hand, isn't it?" He tried to smile and pretend that he enjoyed the noise and foolishness. He wasn't invited to many parties on a regular basis, so he wanted to make the most of the night, but he was regretting his decision.
You looked at him and shook your head. "I was sort of expecting this to happen." You looked around at the array of colours and listened to the variety of sexy accents. Most of the countries looked as though they were enjoying themselves and had forgotten about most of their historical conflicts and disagreements. It was nice to see so many different representations get along, even if it was only because of the magical spell cast by alcohol.
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I just want to forget
You were laid on your back and staring at the beautiful blue sky as your imagination crafted stories out of the shapes of the pure, white, fluffy clouds. The long lush grass around you tickled your arms and face, while the soft blue petals from the surrounding cornflowers drifted onto your body as the breeze lifted them out of the field and into the sky.
How you ended up in the unfamiliar field was a complete mystery. You had just woken up there, with no memories, not even your name remained in your head. There was no blood on your hands, and no bruises that you could see, so you didn't think you had been injured. Once you had checked over you body, you stood up and viewed your surroundings. The field went on for miles, and there was no sign of civilization, even when you began running. You ran until your breath was caught in your throat and each inhale and exhale was rough and pai
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You had come to the party with Germany, since he didn't want to go alone, or just with Italy and Japan. He needed someone to talk to, and so you were dragged along. Of course, now you were sat in a circle with more countries than you could name! It had taken a boat of alcohol (And threatening) to get all of the Nations together to play a game of 'Seven minutes in Heaven or Hell' but there you all were, and Italy had shoved England's top hat under your nose telling you to hurry up and pick out someone to join you in England's stuffy old closet.
With a sigh you dipped your hand into the hat and pulled out a messily folded piece of paper. When you opened it up your eyes widened and you looked up at Italy. "Who did you get, [Name]~?" He chimed. You suddenly folded it back up and sweat dropped.
"Oh would you look at that! It didn't have a name or a flag on it! AH HA HA!" You nervously laughed but Italy grabbed it out of you
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You had come to the party alone. Everyone else came in pairs or with a group of friends, but no-one wanted to escort YOU. It hurt on the inside quite deeply, and you were offended to the point where you could cry, but on the outside you acted calm and collected. You pretended like you didn't care and walked to the party on your own and when you got there, you said hello to England, grabbed a drink and sat in a corner where no-one seemed to notice you.
For the first half of the party, you felt like a complete outsider and wondered why England even bothered to invite you in the first place. People had come to greet you and asked if you were alright, but no-one cared to hang around long enough to actually engage in conversation, or normal party banter and activities. You sighed and looked down at your rounded reflection in the ripples of your drink.
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Sealand wasn't invited to the party, due to him not being recognized as a real country, however, when he saw you had an invite, that stated you needed to bring a friend with you, the blonde haired boy in a sailor suit latched to you and declared himself your best friend. You weren't quite sure how to shake him off so you were stuck with him, clinging to your side and accompanying you to the party. You were a little sad that you didn't get to go with Estonia, or someone like him. Even better would have been if you had got to go with your crush, Latvia.
Said boy was at the party. As usual, Latvia was quivering with fear and didn't take his eyes off of Russia out of paranoia. The teenage boy was a bit of an alcoholic though, and you cringed as you watched him knock back more shots of vodka than Russia, or down more pints of Guinness than someone like Ireland could take. Still, you sat next to him throughout most of the p
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Italy was the friend who dragged you along to the strange party that was held at England's mansion. You didn't complain too much, you just went along with it, a little thrilled to be going. After a while at the party, alcohol started to get to everyone and a peculiar game was forced upon the nations. You recognized the game straight away by its name, when America sprung up and announced "We'll be playing seven minutes in Heaven or Hell!" He gave a thumbs up to the world before scurrying off to find one of England's top hats and writing down countries and drawing flags to put in there. Italy was ecstatic and left you to talk to Germany and Japan while he rushed off to help out.
"I've never heard of this game " Germany muttered to no-one in particular, but you heard him, and you took a mental note of it.
Once the preparations were finished, England told everyone to form a circle in an orderly fashion. When no-one was list
Seven Minutes in Heaven... White"So " Gilbert began, putting the top hat underneath his arm as he stared at you, "What did you get?"Seven Minutes in Heaven... White in Romance More Like This
"White," you answered, raising an eyebrow. Who would have white?
"Cool! You got me!"
You got Alfred.
Alfred F. Jones.
Freaking Alfred F. Jones.
See, he's not just any Alfred F. Jones. He happens to be the same Alfred F. Jones that you just so happen to have a crush on. Not only is he gorgeous with beautiful baby blue eyes, tanned skin, a fit frame, and sandy blonde hair, he's also got an amazing personality. A red hot blush rose to your face, covering your cheeks in a dusty pink as you thought about what exactly you two would be doing in a closet all alone for seven minutes. You shook your head and shakily stood up, using Arthur's shoulder for a crutch.
He raised a bushy eyebrow up at you then smirked, knowing of your love for one of his many enemies.
"Allow me to escort you to the closet," Arthur smiled, standing up. Alfred frowned.
"No fair dude! I'm the he
Seven Minutes in Heaven...BlueYou stared at the sheet of paper with a bored expression. If you were going to have to do this, you weren't going to give anyone the pleasure of wheedling emotion out of you.Seven Minutes in Heaven...Blue in Romance More Like This
"What color did you get?" Alfred asked from his spot beside Arthur, looking over the British man's shoulder to gaze at your sheet of paper.
"Blue," you answered. Lukas looked at you, a strange, almost pitying look on his normally emotionless face. You knew what that meant, "Ah hell no."
Yes, that's right, you pulled the card that stood for Matthias Køhler probably the most annoying man in the entire universe and one you so happened to have called a friend since preschool. With his gravity defying blonde hair and blue eyes, he could definitely be called cute, handsome, gorgeous or even sexy by some. But you only knew him as that damned Køhler that got all up in your business. And forced you to play stupid games like this one.
A knot of indigestion formed in your stomach as you thought
Seven Minutes in Heaven... Green"Green?" you read the word off the slip of paper you drew from the hat. You'd never understand why they wrote the word instead of actually giving you a green piece of ground up tree. Because seriously, what is up with that?Seven Minutes in Heaven... Green in Romance More Like This
"That's-a me! Feliciano!"
You could have laughed out loud at your crush. Earlier today before Arthur had called you up to help him decorate for the party you had been hanging out with Feliciano Vargas. Together, you were watching Italian soap operas, eating Italian ice, and, as well, playing Super Mario Bros. Let's just say that you always made it farther than Feli since he kept crying for Ludwig when the "creepy mushroom things" would appear on the screen to jump over/on. It was an amazing time and you would have called it a date had Feliciano not been such an ignorant buffoon and not noticed all of the subtle hints you had dropped.
And all of the less subtle hints too.
He just doesn't get that you've been in love with him since middle school!
Seven Minutes in Heaven... Yellow Ocher"Yellow Ocher," you read out, raising an eyebrow. Why not something else? Like Wine or Pearl Grey? Why Yellow Ocher? No one even knows what the hell that color is outside of Art class. So, being the smart girl that you are, you decided that it must be Matthew that got the lame color.Seven Minutes in Heaven... Yellow Ocher in Romance More Like This
Growing up, Matthew and Alfred had always lived right beside you. They weren't biological brothers only being related by marriage between Matthew's Canadian dad and Alfred's American mother however, they still cared about each other a lot even if Matthew is openly passive aggressive towards his older step-brother. Because Matthew is a few months younger and is a very, very quiet person, he's normally outshined by Alfred and usually gets shoved to the side whenever anything of importance happens. Because of this, he doesn't actually have that many friends.
"T-That's me " Matthew's small voice came from across the room where he sat in between Francis and Roder
Seven Minutes in HeavenYou stared at the manor in front of you. Even if it was your best friend Arthur's house, you still couldn't believe the situation a party? First off, he didn't have enough friends to be throwing a party, secondly, there better not be any alcohol if there is, you'd have to kill Matthias, and thirdly, if anyone so much as suggests some stupid party game like Seven Minutes in Heaven, you were going to have to have a little chat with the saints about your conduct. You hated those kinds of games. They just led to conflict in your life. Like the time that Alfred had forced everyone in Advanced Theatre to play Are You Nervous Yet.Seven Minutes in Heaven in Romance More Like This
Sighing and inwardly steeling yourself for what was to come, you entered the house, having set up for the gathering earlier that day. You saw that everything was well underway, music was blaring, refreshments were being served, and everyone looked like they were having a good time. Actually, upon further inspection, you realized that everyone you had bee
SwitzerlandXReader Request ~Friends? Or More?"Hey, did you hear about the new girl?"SwitzerlandXReader Request ~Friends? Or More? in Romance More Like This
"Dude, I hope she's hot."
"Do you think she'll be my friend?"
"Who'd want to be your friend, idiot fratello?"
"Arthur, mon ami, do you know anything? You are vice president of the student council after all."
Arthur sighed, rubbing his head as he looked to his group of friends, "Her name is _______ ________ and she's from (country name)."
"Are you going to show her around?" inquired Alfred, a blonde haired and blue eyed bespectacled American boy. He took a large bite of his burger before slurping loudly from his drink. Arthur, slightly disgusted by the boy's table manners, shook his head.
"No," he told them, "we're having Vash Zwingli take the girl around."
"What?" they all chorused, "But he's so antisocial!"
"And he shoots at me when I streak through his yard!" Feliciano Vargas –the ditzy Italian that every group needs –cried out, "How could you do that to the ragazza!"
Lovino, Feliciano's older brother snorted, huffing out, "Well, I doubt she'd
Kiss IcelandXReaderYou stared at your reflection in the mirror above your sink. You had a very, very big decision to make as your eyes followed the locks (h/l) (h/c) that framed your delicate face.Kiss IcelandXReader in Romance More Like This
You, _______ _______, needed to figure out how to convince your best friend Emil to kiss you.
A five year old you kicked the rocks littering the path out of the way as you walked grumpily along, staring out at the dark and cold ocean from the scenic walkway of cliffs overlooking the sea. It was July, or in Icelandic Júlí. That's right, Icelandic not that you knew a lot. Only the months, how to say hello-which was fairly easy -to ask for the bathroom, and of course, how to say you're hungry. Why do you need to know those phrases in Icelandic? It's all because, you now lived in Iceland due to your father's job relocating him. It's safe to say, that even as a five year old, you had enough attitude to know for a fact that you didn't want to move. By moving from (country name) you l
Seven Minutes in Heaven...Orchid"The note on this tiny white piece of paper says orchid," you read off the color, the state of the paper made you slightly confused. Why did they write the color instead of actually having it on the slip of paper? It made no logical sense!Seven Minutes in Heaven...Orchid in Romance More Like This
Gilbert laid down the black top hat and then put a hand out to you, "That's mine."
"Sweet," you said with a joking tone of voice. You'd been in love with your neighbor for so long it didn't even faze you anymore. You could act normal around him, and you know that for a fact. You're an expert in studying body language. It's true what they say that before you even open your mouth, you've already said a thousand things. However, it was hard to tell if Gil liked you. In all actuality, you never even looked if he didn't it would've been a harsh rejection.
You took Gilbert's hand and he led you to the closet.
"Fusososo!" came a laugh that clearly belonged to Antonio, "Gilbert's getting time with a pretty chica no?"
"Oui, mon ami!" Fr
Confessions N.ItalyXReaderThe dim light in your living room made the glare from the TV all the more annoying. You weren't even really watching it either just waiting for something to happen. Ever since you had had a fight with your best friend, Alfred, you were in a depressed funk. It had started when you were going on and on about how perfect Lukas Bondevik was, and how you just wanted to have your way with him. This pissed off Alfred, and he showed it. His big blowup wasn't what you had planned on.Confessions N.ItalyXReader in Romance More Like This
The truth is you had developed a large crush on the blonde. All your years of hanging out and being together must have made him irresistible to you. He'd hold you through your heart breaks, watch scary movies with you, even if you'd end up holding him, and he'd never complain about how much you ate. He makes you feel good inside and he never let you down. But now it seems as if it's all over. All you wanted to do was make him jealous and look how it turned out you sitting alone on your couch, watching <
Prince IcelandXPrincess Reader Ch 1 ~RequestThe hurried bustling of the castle staff filled the halls of (country name) with a cacophonous racket. Today was a joyous celebration for the Great King, he had finally fathered a daughter to be married off and found alliances. The older man, middle aged at most, smiled down to his young son, Brody, blue eyes crinkling around the edges into weathered crow's feet markings. The seven year old smiled back, his own blue eyes gleaming as the two walked into the birthing chambers to see the newest addition to the royal family.Prince IcelandXPrincess Reader Ch 1 ~Request in Romance More Like This
The mother, possessing (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes, looked up at her husband and son, smiling serenely to the both of them red skirts splayed around her as she stroked her daughter's head. "(Father's Name)," she greeted, "Brody. Today is the day our beloved _______ is engaged."
"Aye," agreed the King, who gazed lovingly at his wife and daughter. "The Royal Nordics are coming, being taken by servants. There are five, in order of age; there are Matthias Køhler,
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(warning: this story is not happy at the beginning. There is attempted suicide and depression. If you aren't comfortable with it i suggest you don't read.)
The thing about goodbyes is...
Bright sunlight streamed through the window of the small white room. The curtains blew in the small breeze but you could be bothered with none of that. You stared aimlessly at the white walls.
Some of the paint happened to be peeling in the corner and you had the sudden urge to pick at it, to help it fall. But you couldn't do that, no they would probably just keep you here longer for destruction of property.
They wouldn't see such a thing as you helping the paint achieve its goal, they never understood how you thought. All the doctors thought of you was that you were a reclusive girl who had tried to off herself.
They wouldn't listen to your reasons, nor did they actually try to help you get over those reasons. They just let you sit in a room locked in with your thoughts. That's right you
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Signed Wang Yao
You let the white note flutter to the ground as you sat down on the bedsheets, your hands on either of your cheeks. The Chinese man, who you were well acquainted, actually shared your feelings!You had liked Yao for so long but had never told him.
He was such a great chef, loved pandas, and he was someone you would always count on. All the other nations liked to pick on him and tried to force him into things. He was one of the older countries but you couldn't help but fall for him.
You lay back on the bed, still holding your cheeks, and let out a happy sigh. Tomorrow you would hopefully have a new boyfriend.
You awoke to yelling from downstairs. You threw on some cloths and raced down the steps and into the commotion. Yao was in the middle talking rapidly in Chinese and Japan was trying to calm him down. You squeezed through the crowd and stood next to China.
You rested one of your hands against his arm and he looked to you. When his deep br
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Signed Arthur Kirkland
So it was the Englishman. You giggled, you couldn't help it, he acted so agnsty all the time. The man couldn't cook to save his life and was most likely addicted to tea, but you still had a soft spot for him.
He didn't get along well with most of the other countries but he had always been nice to you, you had assumed it was because you were a lady but maybe it was more. You wished you could go to him right now but he would probably be asleep.
So tomorrow it is. You weren't sure exactly what you were going to do but you were too tired to worry about it now. You sank down into your fluffy sheets and dreamed about a certain gentleman.
You rolled over in the large bed as the sun shone on your face through the window. You glared at the ceiling hating the world. You rubbed the sleep away from your face but felt a sheet of paper on your cheek.
You pulled it off and looked at it. You sat up with a sudden burst of energy as you remembered the note from
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Signed Berwald Oxenstierna
You blushed. You also had a crush on the tall silent nation of Sweden. He didn't talk much but when he did you swooned. He usually hung out with his good friend Finland but he also liked to spend time with you.
Of course that meant you had to do most of the talking, but he was a very good listener. You were excited to tell him that you felt the same way but didn't want to disturb him this late at night.
The day was bright and hot. Perfect for swimming. You could already see a few nations in the surf, Sweden included. You pulled on your favorite bikini and grabbed a towel.
The beach sand was hot against your feet and you ran to the shore after setting down your towel. The water was cool and inviting and you dove in. It seemed to be only the Nordics in the water and Denmark was harassing Norway while Sweden was listening to Finland ramble on.
You waded over to the large man and smiled up at him. He blushed and nodded a greeting. You wanted to
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Signed Matthew Williams
You starred at the letter for a few minutes. What who is that? Then an image of your friend Canada popped into your head. You smacked yourself with your free hand. How could you forget Matthew!
He was such a caring man, yet no one seemed to notice him most of the time. Normally you were better at seeing him than most but sometimes even you forgot. So this sweet man had a crush on you? You blushed.
Of course you liked him too, how could you not? Tomorrow you would tell him! You sank into bed and drifted quickly off to sleep.
The morning was bright as you pulled on shorts and a teal shirt. You took a deep breath and walked down the stairs and into the living room. Random nations were milling about not doing much.
"hey does anyone know where Canada is?"
"who?" You sighed and went to find him on your own in the large mansion.
After many failed attempts you finally found the shy man in the sun room, looking out at the lake. It was nearly six by the
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Signed Lovino Vargas
P.S. you better reply to this dammit!
Aww so the tsundere little man child had a crush on you. How interesting. On the outside Lovino was an angry man who swore like nobody's business, but on the inside he was actually a decent person.
Not that you got to see that side of him very often. His anger and spite at the world were for two reasons. One, he was constantly jealous of his little brother Feliciano. And two, it was his defense mechanism against his real feelings.
You were surprised he had actually written you a letter. You assumed he would have waited for you to make the first move. Okay so it was true, you liked the guy. He wasn't going to show his emotions easily, especially if there were others around.
You would have to get him alone.
*time skip to next day*
You got up earlier than usual and pull on a red sundress and flats for the day. You headed down to the kitchen, after grabbing a basket, and started to cook the food you would need.
Last night y
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(read description first please this story will have multiple ending so you pick who you end up with)
You adjusted the strap on your favorite bathing suit and looked in the mirror. (h/c) hair swept up into a high pony, (e/c) eyes with waterproof mascara, and your favorite (color) swimsuit on.
You were ready for the beach. Your friends had invited you out to the beach on their private island for the weekend and you had happily agreed. Why did they have a private beach you ask? Well because you were friends with the personifications of the countries.
And being countries they could get practically anything they wanted, including an island. OF course this island was off the map so no intruders would bother your little party. Another question has probably come to mind by now, how did i become friends with countries?
Good question, that would be because you are a country as well. The country of _______ in fact. The plane would leave in an hour and the airport was only thirty minutes away.
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signed Antonio Fernandez Carriedo
You smiled brightly at the name. Spain was the most fun loving, and tomato loving, person you knew so of course you had a huge crush on him. You were also friends with his best friend Romano, despite his bad attitude, and you both loved to tease him.
Spain also happened to be part of the bad touch trip, but you weren't sure why, he wasn't a perv like France or Prussia. Spain was heading out tomorrow for the day to pick tomatoes with Romano so you would have to talk to him after he got home.
You sighed and laid down in bed thinking of what to say to him. You knew he loved tomatoes but he would be out all day picking and probably wouldn't want anymore when he got home. He also like music. Hmm maybe you could set up some music.
That sounded like a good plan. You had CD's from Spain with music he would understand and you decided to play those tomorrow. You drifted off to sleep still planning the next days events.
The day past
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signed Feliciano Vargas
You put a hand over your mouth in shock. The cute, hyper, Italian had a crush on you? He was one of the sweetest men you knew and your were ecstatic about this news. You gripped the small note to your chest and smiled brightly.
All night you tossed and turned trying to decide how to tell the man that you like him too. There were so many options; take him on a boat -no he would get scared- or you could go hiking -no he would get tired-.
You sighed and stared up at the ceiling, wishing it would reveal your answer. What did the man like most? Pasta of course! You could take him out to a restaurant, wait no you were on an island with only countries there were no restaurants.
After at least another hour of contemplation, it hit you. You smiled once again and silently planned your day tomorrow.
You went to the small closet where you had placed your cloths and looked through the various items. You wanted to look girly today, so you picked out a s
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Signed Emil Steilsson
It was the smallest Nordic, Iceland. He was white haired, blue eyed, and Puffin loving. He was pretty quite, like most of his brothers, but had always been sweet to you. Sure he smelled slightly like fish, but you still liked him.
Tomorrow you would tell him.
There was a ruckus downstairs when you awoke. You jumped out of bed and quickly pulled on some clothes. You flew down the steps and into the living room where the Nordics were looking worried.
"Has anyone seen Iceland?" Denmark was asking everyone and your heart dropped.
"What do you mean? Where's Iceland?"
"We can't find him!"
The words hurt. How could Iceland be missing, it was a small island. You ran out the door ignoring everyone's protests. The weather was dangerous. The wind was blowing painful raindrops into your eyes.
You could only see a few yards ahead of you, and you covered your eyes with one arm as you walked forward. You called out for the missing nation but got no answer. The
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"Romano." Prussia shouted and "kesese"-ed. Your eyes were squinted shut. You could tell you were blushing. You opened your eyes to indeed see it...a tomato with a painted-on mustache? You shook away your confused face and your blush came back. You got Romano...
You turned your head to see the Southern Italian blushing, arms crossed, with his eyes closed. Typical tsundere boy. But...you loved liked him anyways.
Realization finally hit you. You were about to be all alone in a closet...with Romano. ALL ALONE. IN A CLOSET. WITH ROMANO! You pushed down your fangirlism, now wasn't a time to hyperventilate. Now was a time to...
Get shoved into a closet with Romano. And so it happened.
|~In The Closet~|
It was cramped in here. It was a good fitting coat closet. The both of you stood up in the closet. Not touching each other like you wanted but the damn closet wasn't small enough for that to happen. Just...standing in there. While you squealed on the inside.
"Are we just going to stand here all
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It may have seemed like the reason why the Spanish man was your boyfriend was your boyfriend in the first place was because of his delicious ass. Sure, Antonio had a hot damn perfect ass, but it was just a bonus that he had. You loved Antonio because of his "pasión." Meaning, how he handled you so delicately and cherished you. Looks were just a bonus; that he had. Now...about dat ass...
"Antonio..." You said as you looked over to him on the other side of the couch. You were sitting down and reading [F/B] as he was working out some numbers for some money problems his country was having while he sat on the other side.
Spain looked up from the other side of the couch and smiled at you. "Si, [Y/N]?"
You smirked for what you were about to say next would be unbelievable. "Was your dad a baker?"
Antonio gave a confused look then a laugh before he answered. "No, chica. Why do you ask that?" He continued his chuckling. You waited for him to stop laughing so that you could continue with wha
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I took my seat next to my twin brother, Kyle and looked out of the plane's window. Goodbye, California. Hello, Italy.
My dad had got a new job in Italy that will pay a lot more so we were moving from the peaceful Bay Area to the romantic land of Italy.
I hated it. I didn't get why money was more important than your kids. I had my whole life planned out here. My education, friends, and my future job: All ruined. Now I would have to find a new path to take. And I KNEW it wouldn't be easy.
"Don't feel so down, sis. I'm here for you." My brother said from next to me.
"I don't need your comfort right now. I need silence. And Hetalia." I said as I brought up my PSP and started playing my new Hetalia game.
"You should be practicing your Italian." He said, flicking my head.
"Ho già so parlare italiano. L'ho preso nel mio anno da matricola, idiota." I said in a full Italian accent too. I was half Italian on mother's side. (She said 'I KNOW how to speak Italian. I took it in my freshman yea
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"Sure." He said behind his menu. I couldn't tell if he was teasing about wanting me to glomp him so I just gave a small laugh.
After a while we ordered, ate, and talked. I learned a lot about stuff the anime didn't show. I learned about his likes, dislikes, a few secrets, and just him. He also learned about me too. I told him a lot about me. Then a question came up.
"Why do you like me and my brother?" I didn't really know what he meant so I just said,"Why not?"
He gave a chuckle and looked at me,"I don't blame you."
Sitting on the couch at the Vargas' house I sat in between them as we watched one of my favorite movies 'Insidious'. Italy was scared so he was hugging me; which caused me to blush. Romano looked scared but I guess he was trying to show off and be manly so he didn't hug me. Which made me feel slightly sad.
But, at the end as the movie got creepier he ended up hugging me. Which made me turn as red as a tomato. In a few minutes it looked like I was asleep because I heard
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"PRUSSIA! LET GO OF ME!" You yelled as you thrashed around as you were dragged by your arm to a party that you really didn't want to go to. The albino man...you really didn't know why he was taking you to this party. He knew you hated them all because of one reason. Of one little thing that you knew would happen. One little thing you have successfully avoided all of your life until now...
Seven Minutes in Heaven.
"Kesese~ Now vhy vould I be doing zhat now?" You wanted to smack that smirk STRAIGHT OFF THE PRUSSIAN'S FACE! Why did he have to be like this?! He knew that you hated it! But you sighed in defeat anyways...
"Fine then..." You muttered. You still wanted to smack that smirk off of his face; because it just got bigger.
Damn...what were you in for tonight?
"Fuck..." You thought as you entered the party. First, it was at Prussia's own house which meant...alcohol. Not to mention other inappropriate stuff FOR SURE. And you and Prussia were somehow friends? No way... But it wa
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The Italian mall was nothing different than any other mall. Besides the fact that there were really expensive fountains,plants that were real, and the store were really fancy.
Really, the Hot Topic was actually organized! And so were the other stores that I loved! But, something was bothering me.
"Hey, Natsha, do you need help with your bags?" Italy asked me.
"Yeah, sure." I said as I handed him the big ones. "I have a question. Why are you guys so nice to me?" I rushed out all at once.
"Your nice!" Italy said in his cheerful tone. I looked over to Romano to see him smiling. "You seem different than the others."
Wow. Seriously, now they liked me because of my personality! Damn, was I happy.
I then got an idea. "To H&M!" I said, grabbing both of their hands and dragging them to said store.
"I look like a homo." Romano complained. I had put him and Italy in black skinny jeans. And did they look hot? Yes, yes they extremely did.
"No you don't. Now you have swag." I said. Heh heh, mayb
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I was watching the television. Apparently they showed Jersey Shore in Italy here. Well of course...it's Italy.
But anyways, I was watching T.V. when someone knocked on the door. I got up and approached the door. I opened it and was greeted by Italy.
"Hello! Ve~!" He greeted me.
"Hi." I said leaning against the door frame and crossed my arms.
There was an awkward silence before I spoke up.
"Can I help you?" I asked.
"What is your name?" He asked me. Wow I forgot that. They didn't even know my name!
"Natasha." I said in an Italian accent.
"Your Italian!" He said excitedly.
"Yeah, I am. My mom is Italian so I have some family here." I said.
"Do you want to come over? I think Lovino is thinking of you.~" He told me.
"Oh." I said as I looked down. Romano was thinking about me? I barely met him yesterday! "Okay. One minute." I ran into the kitchen and kissed my mother on the cheek before saying,"I'll be next door."
She nodded to me. I walked back outside and shut the door behind
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|~December 2nd, 2011~|
As you woke up this morning a stabbing pain hit your heart. And why was this? You knew that something was happening today...just what was it? What could make you get such a pain in your heart as you woke up in the morning?
The answer hit you like a truck filled with bricks and cement. Oh no...today...she came to visit for two days. Her. The most hated Hetalia female...
Why was she hated so much? Gakuen Hetalia. She was the main character of it. Practically the star of it all. The one whom was paired with everyone in the game...and that was why so many despised her. They were jealous. And you were as well.
Would you call yourself a Seychelles hater, [Y/N]? Well...you didn't really know the girl much...was it right to just call her things and hate on her? You sat up and thought about it for a while...maybe you could give her a chance. To see how she really is. For all you knew she was literally just here to visit her friends England and France.
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~Time skip to Saturday~
I was at the Vargas' house again. Me and the boys have been getting along really good and I am always at their house. My dad has even gotten more used to the both of them, which is a HUGE surprise. It made me happy when Kyle and dad told me that they approved of them.
"Natasha, do you want to meet Germany?" Italy asked me from the phone in the other room. I was on the couch.
"She doesn't want to see the potato bastard!" Romano yelled back to his brother. I actually didn't want to see Germany since I didn't know if he would be pervy to me or if he would think I were annoying.
"I don't want to sorry, Feliciano." I shouted as soon as Lovino finished his sentence.
Lovino...we had gotten...closer. He still didn't do anything besides hug me. Really what age do I have to be in order for him to kiss me? Or even get with me? He knew I loved him the most! I had to release all of this...tension.
"Alright." Italy yelled back as he returned to the phone.
I looked at Romano.
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"Spain!" I heard Italy say from the other room. I decided it was time to tell him hi so I got up and walked into the hallways, leaving Romano in the living room by himself.
Italy was glomping Spain while Spain said,"He's still cute." And when you thought about that he sounded like the pervert, France.
I glared at Spain as if waiting for something. He stared back at me.
"Well?" I asked him.
"Yes?" He asked back. He was teasing me...and I didn't like it one bit.
I crossed my arms and pouted, thus causing Spain to glomp me and say,"Your so cute! No wonder Romano likes you! You two are made for each other!"
I was blushing at the thought of what Antonio had just said. But, even thought I was blushing, I couldn't breath!
"Your choking her, you tomato bastard!" Romano yelled as he pulled Spain off of me.
Spain rubbed the back of his neck as Romano yelled at him for 'almost killing me!' and how he would kill Spain with one tomato if I died.
"You really like this girl don't you?" Spain teased R