AntonioxReader: Not Healthy! “_______! Mi cariño! I’m home!” Antonio called as he walked inside his house. He dropped his briefcase and travel bags on the sofa and slid out of his jacket, leaving him in his dress pants and crisp, white, button-up shirt. The bright white of his shirt made his tan skin seem all the darker. “_______!”
“Toni?” I yelled. I pushed away from my computer and rushed out of the room. I trudged down the carpeted hallway to the living room, trying not to trip on my overly large sweats. I straightened my long sleeve shirt so it wasn’t dangling off my shoulder. My eyes widened as I took in the Spaniard. He was even more handsome than when he left. “Toni!!” I squealed and ran at him. My boyfriend had been away on a business trip for two and a half weeks and I’d completely forgotten he was coming home today.
I leapt at him and wrapped my arms around his neck. I heard him laugh as his arms encircled my wai
PrussiaxReader: Not Healthy! “Hey frau!” I tilted my head back from my position on the floor to see the front door burst open. Gilbert ran into the living room and looked around before spotting me on the ground. “Vhat are you doing on ze floor?” he asked, cocking his head to the side. I was laying on my back with my arms crossed over chest and my feet tucked under the sofa.PrussiaxReader: Not Healthy! in Romance More Like This
“Sit ups,” I replied simply, pulling my feet back and rolling onto my stomach. My ribs ached as they pressed harshly against the carpeted floor. Gilbert quirked an eyebrow and shrugged.
“Okay zen. Anyvay, mein awesome friends are coming over and you are hanging out viz us,” he proclaimed. He walked over to me and dragged me to my feet. My baggy sweats were threatening to fall off my hips as I slumped forward onto Gilbert.
“Alright, but if Francis tried to grope me again, I will pun
AlfredxReader: Not Healthy I stopped running as the treadmill underneath me slowed to a stop. I huffed loudly and ignored the loud growling in my stomach. I grabbed my water bottle and wrapped towel around my neck as I walked back upstairs. My sweats hung loosely off my thin form as I stumbled up the stairs. I heard a loud knocking at my door and went to open it.AlfredxReader: Not Healthy in Romance More Like This
“Dude! We have to watch this! I found it while I was looking for an old Superman movie. It looked so awesome!!” Alfred was already rambling as he rushed through the door. I shut the door and felt huge arms pull me into a hug from behind and lift me into the air. I winced slightly as my bones protested.
“Al! Put me down! I’m too big for you to be picking me up,” I said. I heard him snort and he set me down.
“Dude, you’re light as a freakin’ feather. Don’t even try pulling that bull crap. Though, you do stink, no offense!” he said quickly. I rolled my eyes as I
FrancexReader: Not Healthy “Ma chérie.” I breathed in deeply, grinning at the mixture of smells of roses and other rare perfumes. I squeezed my eyes closed; not wanting to wake up yet, but knowing going back to sleep would be a futile attempt. “Come on mon amour, wake up,” Francis murmured, placing kisses all over my face.FrancexReader: Not Healthy in Romance More Like This
“I don’t wanna,” I mumbled sleepily, trying to turn and bury my face in my pillows. He chuckled lightly and I felt cool fingers trace their way along my face.
“I ‘ave breakfast ready,” he replied, poking my nose playfully. My stomach growled at the mention of breakfast. I finally let my eyes flutter open and I was met with clear, sparkling blue eyes. I smiled up at the Frenchman.
“I’m not hungry,” I said softly, praying he hadn’t heard my belly giving me away. I felt kinda guilty about lyin
CanadaxReader: Not Healthy! I walked down the street, trying not to fall asleep as I trudged along through the thin snow. A long, hard day at work, coupled with my thin, freezing cold form wasn’t the best combination in the world. I’d stop eating as of late, partially out of unhappiness with my own looks, but also out of stress. My boss was killing me at work. I’d made it past irritable and was just dead tired now.CanadaxReader: Not Healthy! in Romance More Like This
“Mattie,” I called as I walked into the house, “I’m home.” I heard pot and pans moving in the kitchen and knew the Canadian was cooking. I poked my head into the kitchen and smiled tiredly. “Hi honey.”
“Hi sweetheart,” Matthew said, turning to look at me. “_______!” I looked up at him and blink. “_______, are you okay?” I nodded and sat down at the table, rubbing my temple with my right hand.
“Yea, I’m just tired,” I replied, resting my head on my arms. Matth
LudwigxReader: Not Healthy “Liebe! I’m home,” Ludwig called as he shut the front door behind him. I walked out of the kitchen, wiping my hands on my apron. He grinned and walked over to me. He wrapped him around my waist and kissed me deeply. I giggled against his mouth and wrapped my arms around his neck.LudwigxReader: Not Healthy in Romance More Like This
“Hi,” I breathed, trailing my fingers along his neck. He shivered lightly and his arms tightened around my waist. As he did so, his eyebrows scrunched together slightly and his blue eyes looked at me, confused. “I made wurst,” I said quickly, noticing his expression and pulling away.
“Schatz (Sweetheart),” the large German mumbled, following me into the kitchen. I looked over my shoulder and saw him looking me up and down. I knew he wasn’t checking me out; he was noticing how skinny I was.
“Yes dear?” I asked as I set
EnglandxReader: Not Healthy! “One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four.” I jumped along with the woman on screen, throwing my arms up and back down again. Twenty more jumping jacks, I thought tiredly. I followed along for a few more minutes, sweat pouring down my forehead. I felt ready to pass out as I dropped to the ground when she was done. I heaved and gasped for breath and she concluded the session.EnglandxReader: Not Healthy! in Romance More Like This
“Ugh,” I groaned, wiping my forehead and pressing the power button on the TV remote. I held my stomach as it growled loudly. I was too exhausted and too hungry and I just couldn’t get up yet. I stretched out on the floor, wincing slightly at the burning in my legs and arms, and closed my eyes for just a moment.
“_______. _______ love, wake up.” I moaned, turning over and curling in on myself. “_______.” I opened my eyes tiredly and saw two emerald orbs staring down
RomanoxReader: Not Healthy! “Bella!” I didn’t get the chance to turn around as Feliciano glomped me from behind. He jumped on my back and I stumbled forward from the impact. “Bella! Will-a you go the World-a Meeting with me and fratello next-a week?” he asked excitedly.RomanoxReader: Not Healthy! in Romance More Like This
“Get off-a her Feli!” Romano yelled at his younger brother. Feliciano hopped off and I leaned against the wall, trying to catch my breath. I’d been staying with the two Italians for the past few weeks because my landlord kicked me out of my apartment. I knew he hated me, but anyway, I never knew what Lovino put up with all day long until I lived with them twenty four seven.
“Thanks Lovi,” I said, smiling at my boyfriend. He blushed pink and nodded. Feliciano tapped my shoulder and I turned to look at him.
“Will you ragazza? I-a really want for-a you to meet Ludwig and-a big brother France!” he said excitedly, bouncing up and down energetical
PrussiaxReader: Sunburnt “Frau!” I looked up from my book and out the window of the house. “Can you come help me, bitte (please)?” I saw Ludwig climbing out of his car and looking at me through the mesh window protection. I nodded my head and set the small book down on an in table. I opened the front door and saw Ludwig throwing his hands frustrated.PrussiaxReader: Sunburnt in Romance More Like This
“I’m fine Vest! It’s just a little pink, nozing to vorry about!” I could hear Gilbert yelling at Ludwig. The German growled in frustration and gave up on his older brother and went to pulling beach stuff out of the trunk.
“Did he get wasted again?” I asked as I walked towards them. The blonde shook his head, setting the towels and such on the ground.
“Nien, but he fell asleep in ze sun. He’s already turning ved,” Ludwig said, looking worriedly at the albino. I sighed
LudwigxReader: Cramps I groaned loudly, clutching my stomach and stumbling out of my bedroom in my shorts, T-shirts, and sock clad feet. I made my way down the hall and into the kitchen. I searched through our cabinets frantically as tears pricked at my eyes. I needed painkillers. Now! I doubled over, groaning in pain and failing to find the painkillers.LudwigxReader: Cramps in Romance More Like This
“Ludwig!” I called desperately, “where’s the Advil?” I heard heavy footsteps as I whimpered in pain. Why now of all times, did my period have to start? I hated it when the cramps got to me before I could get to the painkillers.
“Zey should be in ze cabinet liebe. Vhy do you...” he trailed off as he walked in and saw me holding my stomach. “_______, liebeling. Vhat’s vrong?” he asked, hurrying towards me. I shook my head.
“Just get me the Advil, please. And a bottle of water,”
LudwigxReader: Pregnant I opened my door quietly, hoping not to notify anyone in the house that I was home. I’d just come back from the doctor’s and my stomach was in knots. I stepped inside and set my purse down on an in table. I sighed and brought a hand to rest on my forehead. I was happy, thrilled even, but I didn’t know how Ludwig would take it.LudwigxReader: Pregnant in Romance More Like This
I’d been sick for the past few days and decided to go make sure everything was alright. They told me that I was fine and perfectly healthy... and so was my baby. I was excited about a having a baby. I’d been thinking about talking to Ludwig about it, but I just wasn’t sure yet. I’d wanted to make sure he was ready, but I guess it was a little late for that.
“_______?” I froze and my eyes widened. He’d heard me come in. Thoughts rushed through my head about what he might say or how he might act. None of them were very good. What if he didn’t want the child? What if... what
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.
Kisses don't just heal (SpainXReader)You started, dumping the washing up in the sink when you heard a crash and a loud wail. “Toni?” You shouted through the bathroom door, worried about what your flatmate had gotten up to this time.Kisses don't just heal (SpainXReader) in Romance More Like This
“Chicaaaaaa!!!” He yelled over the splash of water and after finding the door was unlocked, you burst in. Antonio’s hand was bleeding badly and you immediately grasped his hand in yours. Wincing, he bit his lip as you examined his knuckles.
It wasn’t a pretty sight; it actually looked as though his skin had some holes in it. Doing your best not to gag, you pushed his hand back under the tap. “What the hell did you do?!” You cried as you flung useless item after useless item out of the cupboard.
He sniffed loudly, tears rolling over his cheeks. “I-I just, I don’t know, I was just so angry and-“
You glanced up to see him and caught sight of the state of the mirror. Several drips of blood were falling from the jagged shards of what
An accident during football (SpainXReader)Inconspicuously, you tried to give Antonio a sign to tell him you were free. You were playing football in the sports class today and even if you weren’t that good at it you were having a lot of fun. Ludwig and Lovino were constantly stealing the ball from each other as were Alfred and Feliciano.An accident during football (SpainXReader) in Romance More Like This
When the German passed it to Antonio, you jumped up and down to get his attention at the other side of the field. Come on! I’m over here! You wanted to shout but just as you were about to open your mouth, the cheerful Spaniard spotted you, sending the ball flying over to where you stood.
Stepping back to catch it on your chest, you wobbled and in an instant the whole of the world seemed to fly upwards.
“Bella! Are you okay?!” You heard and before you knew it, you were surrounded by your teammates and friends. “I’m alright, I think.” You muttered, groaning as you sat up. You rubbed the back of your head gently, feeling a bump forming where you’d hi
Questions, questions (Pirate SpainXReader)Your son looked at you as you scrubbed the bar tables with a ragged piece of cloth. Luckily your tavern was closed now or you’d have a even larger headache. Your child was in that phase of childhood that everyone had been through; the phase when he questions everything.Questions, questions (Pirate SpainXReader) in Romance More Like This
And of course you had to give him a legitimate answer, or at least one that sounded legitimate otherwise he wouldn’t stop nagging you. “Mama, why is the sky blue?” He asked and you froze. It was a hard one this time, even you didn’t know the answer to that one off the top of your head.
I mean you were just a simple barmaid, how could you know something like that?!
“It’s magic.” You replied with a straight face, wringing out the cloth in the wooden bucket that stood to your side.
“Why do we have to drink and eat?” Your son swung his legs as he asked you the questions, gazing expectantly at you. You were his mother! You knew everything!
Hiccups (2p!SpainXReader)Your palm angled towards you, you pressed your hand to your mouth. Another hiccup made you jump and you gasped for breath the moment after. Clenching your eyes shut, you tried once again to hold your breath. Even if the deep breath you’d just taken had been interrupted by one of the infernal things.Hiccups (2p!SpainXReader) in Romance More Like This
It seemed that no matter what you did, you couldn’t get rid of them. You’d tried all the tricks you could think of, even the ones that normally worked for you had failed. Let’s try the one with the glass again, you thought to yourself. After running the water into a glass and wiping your hands from some spilt water, you licked your lips and once again took a deep breath.
Again, your intake of breath was disturbed by a hiccup but you endeavoured to continue nonetheless. Taking a sip from the opposite rim of the glass, you tried very hard not to spill anything onto the tiles of the kitchen.
“What are you doing?” You spat out the water you were about to swal
You don't need it (BTTXReader)“Gee (y/n), vhat’s taking you so long?”You don't need it (BTTXReader) in Romance More Like This
“Oui, we’ve been ‘ere for ‘ours already.”
“Amiga, we need to get going soon if we want to catch that movie.”
You groaned, scrubbing your face of the makeup once again. “I’m almost done!” You called from the bathroom, hearing a collective sigh from the three boys. “Ja, zhat’s vhat you said half an hour ago...” Gilbert muttered under his breath, rolling his neck to hear a satisfying crack when he’d managed to get the kink out.
Francis placed a magazine on his face, effectively shutting out the outside world as he started to gently snore. The Spaniard was already fast asleep on Francis’s stomach, muttering to himself in his sleep.
Another ten minutes passed and Gilbert’s annoyance had finally gotten the better of him. “Frau, enough!” He growled, thumping on the door. The sudden noise jolted both Antonio and Francis out of the
A fading mark (2p GermanyXReader)Lutz’s violet eyes widened. You cringed as you gingerly pressed your fingertips to the sore spot on your face. His knees wobbled and he fell to the floor in front of where you’d fallen. His hands open and empty, he trembled as he stared at his handprint on your cheek.A fading mark (2p GermanyXReader) in Romance More Like This
“T-Tut mir leid.” He breathed, then reached out to you and gently wrapped his arms around you, pulling you to his chest. “Es tut mir leid.” Repeating that single sentence over and over, he buried his face in your neck.
You could feel his trembling and you instinctively cupped his face, stroking the scar everyone judged him on. “It was just an accident Lutz, it’s okay.” You bumped your forehead against his and tried to smile, though the throbbing ache on your cheek made it hard to do so.
You didn’t really understand how or what exactly had happened, it had all gone too fast but in any case all you could remember was this; you were about to walk into the kitchen af
Adorabubble~ (SpainXReader)This one was written for Matsuri212.Adorabubble~ (SpainXReader) in Romance More Like This
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A tomato hit your face and slid down it. Giggling you counter-attacked immediately by firing a barrage of tomatoes in their general direction. Laughter filled the streets as your tomatoes hit their respective targets, then a flurry hit your side again. You were soaked to the bone, tomato seeds all over you.
Another batch of tomatoes rolled into the square and everybody scrambled to get a new supply. In the midst of the stream of people, you were pushed all over the place when a pair of arms held your waist and lifted you out of the crowd.
You squealed as the unknown assailant (well, to be honest we all know who it is really don't we?) took you away from the square and into a tiny, dark alleyway. You knew who it was just by the warmness of his chest pressed against your back. His curly hair and hot breath tickled your ears, making you giggle against the firm hold he
Hasta el fin del mundo (Werewolf SpainXReader)The bed creaked as Antonio lifted himself up on his lower arms. “You need to go, don’t you?” You asked, sadness making your voice lower than usual. “Si.” He murmured, pressing his lips against your own. “But don’t think about going anywhere, I’ll be back soon okay?”Hasta el fin del mundo (Werewolf SpainXReader) in Romance More Like This
Looking away from him, you bit your lip even though you knew he had to go. Threading your fingers through his soft chocolate brown hair, you tugged on it gently as you thought. You should’ve gotten used to it by now, it happened every month after all. Or well, every lunar month.
“I promise to come back. Do.... you promise to be here for me?” You laughed lightly at his antics, he always asked this question and you always answered it the same way. “Of course I will be, I swear Antonio.” As you smiled up at him sweetly Antonio saw you as an angel.
Roughly kissing you again, he rolled onto his side, slipping off your shared bed and standing up.
Curing bad dreams (PrussiaXReader)Gilbert groaned, his temperature feverish as he tossed in his bed. “N-nein!” He muttered, biting his lip.Curing bad dreams (PrussiaXReader) in Romance More Like This
In the throngs of his dream he was staring at your bloodied body in despair, tears running down his face. He heard a sound behind him and spun around, hoping to see the perpetrator. The shape slipped out of his sight around the corner and Gilbert stood up after gently putting down your body, chasing after it.
Rage the sole thing on his mind, he pushed his legs to go at a near inhuman speed.
Franctically searching for it, he skidded on the landing, starting to sprint down the steps.
As he wasn’t paying attention to his footing, he yelped when his foot trod on air. Lurching forward, Gilbert sat bolt upright in his bed, panting heavily. As he tried to calm his breathing he blinked at the alarm clock.
Well that was lucky at least, it was set to go off in five minutes. Quickly he turned it off and lay back down, snuggling into your back.
He needed some reassurance that
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It was a gorgeous summer day. The sun was shinning bright in the cloudless bright blue sky. You walked hand in hand with the little girl you were babysitting, Aryra. After an enormous amount of begging and whining, you had finally agreed to take her to the nearby park. Her green eyes grew big as the two of you neared the crowded park. She immediately let go of your hand and ran straight towards the swings.
"Push me!" she giggled as she climbed on the swing.
"Yeah I'm coming," you laughed as you made your way over to the little girl.
Except you never did get to her. You felt something ram into the side of your leg causing you to fall onto the pavement of the side-walk. You groaned as you sat up rubbing your head.
"Lovino! I told you to watch out for other people!" a voice scolded.
You opened in your eyes, revealing a small boy on a tricycle and a tall man scolding him. The little boy had dark brown hair with the most precious curl sticking out from the side. He looked like he was in a h
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"Antonio answer your phone." You grumbled as you listened to the endless ringing of the phone. "Answer, answer, answer, answer!" You yelled.
"Hola, how may I help you?" Antonio's cheery voice said.
"Toni! Where have you been? You've haven't been answering my calls, I was really worried." You sighed curling yourself up on your chair.
"Lo siento mi amor, I have been very busy." Antonio apologized.
"With what? I miss my best friend." You stated.
"Why don't I just show you." He stated.
"Fine, is it at your house-"
"No, just go to 137 Privet Ave." Antonio laughed.
"Alright, I'll be over there in a few, see you soon Toni." You smiled.
"Bye mi amor." He laughed, a blush tainted your cheeks when he called you my love. You've always had a huge crush on the Spaniard but were too shy to say anything.
"Toni?" You called out as you entered the building Antonio told you to go to. The place was down an alley way, the inside of t
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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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"Idiota fratello! I don't-a want you hanging out with that-a potato bastard!" Your friend Feli's brother yelled at him. You could tell the smaller Italian was hurt that his big brother was angry at him, every time you came over Lovino would cuss up a storm. He especially had a hatred towards you for some unknown reason.
"Lovino that is enough!" You yelled at him. "Feli, go train with Ludwig or something I'll take care of your brother." You smiled to the smaller Italian.
"No! Don't-a you fuc-"
"Don't you dare finish that sentence Lovino." You growled as Feli ran out the front door.
"Idiota ragazza!" Lovino screamed at you.
"You think I am an idiota ragazza, and you've known me for so long it must be so." You spat looking up at the amber eyed man. "Still I can't see if the true idiota is me."
"You are an idiota, bella." He mumbled under his breath.
"There is so much you don't know about me, so much that you don't know." You sighed walking away from Lovino and over to the la
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"The hen is in the coop," you yelled into your walkie-talkie. "I repeat the hen is in the coop."
The soft hums of Billie Joe Armstrong filled your ears. The radio played one of his many hits from the patio table. You were crouched behind a bush, the scorching summer sun burned your skin. Sweat dripped off you in pools. You poked your head above the bush again to see if your target was still there.
To your astonishment he wasn't. You jumped out of the bush running to the spot he had been only a few moments ago. You held your gun up pointing it to your left slowly. You eyes searched for the familiar white haired Prussian.
You suddenly felt icy cold water hit your back. You dramatically fell to the ground clutching your heart. Your gun clattered to the ground next to you.
"I've been hit! Gilbert save yourself!" you dramatically cried out to the Prussian.
You then heard the familiar laugh of your best friend. You sat up a bit to see the Prussian holding is gun out towards you. His red eyes
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"Come chica let's go to the Empire State building." Your friend Antonio suggested.
"Nein, she wants to go vith the awesome me and go to Times Square." Gilbert argued
"I think we have time to do both-"
Non, ma Cherie wants to go to Victoria's Secret with me non?" Francis winked.
"Francis! No!" You yelled but it was no use, your three friends were much louder than you were.
It was your birthday today, and to celebrate it the Bad Touch Trio, otherwise known as Antonio, Gilbert and Francis took you to New York for a couple days. Except it hadn't been the vacation you were looking forward too, you haven't even been here an hour and they were already arguing on where to go.
"Why don't we all just take a walk around New York today? And after that you each get a day to take me to where ever you
wish." You suggested.
"I agree mi amor." Antonio smiled.
"Oui, I do too." Francis sighed.
"Since I am the awesome Gilbert, tomorrow is my day with ____!" He proclaimed.
"Quoi? Non!" Francis yelled.
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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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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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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
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
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
Euro 2012 SpainxReaderToday was the final game of Euro 2012. After a long month it was finally here. And your best friend, Antonio, otherwise known as Spain, had made it to the finals! You were so excited for him. This was the second Euro cup in a row that his country's team had made it all the way to finals. And you couldn't be prouder of him. He'd put in so much effort to get to this point, and it had all paid off.Euro 2012 SpainxReader in Romance More Like This
You started screaming with the rest of the fans in the stadium as the teams made their way onto the field. Since you were in the first row behind Spain's side, you managed to catch Toni's eye pretty easily. When you made eye contact you waved furiously and grinned wide, pointing to his number on the jersey you were wearing. He smiled his brilliant smile back as he lined up with his team.
The stadium got quiet and the anthems began to play. You belted out Spain's anthem, barely able to stop your voice from quivering in excitement. Everyone cheered again after both side's anthems played and the t
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
All Cause of a Cupcake 2P!CanadaxReaderA small sigh escaped you as you tried your best not to fall asleep during your Statistics lecture. Despite your better judgment, you had once again stayed up until four in the morning; even though you had to wake up at nine. So now you had to suffer through a monotonous PowerPoint on statistics’ calculations for an hour and fifteen minutes while trying not to let your head drop to your desk.All Cause of a Cupcake 2P!CanadaxReader in Romance More Like This
You gave up your battle twenty minutes into class.
Luckily for you, the class was a rather large one, so you were easily hidden from your professor’s judging eyes. However you weren’t so hidden from a friend of yours in the row behind you, whose light snickering immediately caught your attention. You tilted your head just enough to send a lazy glare his way, which just made him smirk.
“Shut up, Marc,” you grumbled, turning your head back to face the front.
“You’re not very good about getting sleep, (Name). Do I need to enforce a bed time?”
LtHL RomanoxReaderYou slowly sat up and realized that everyone had gone silent at your movement. Hesitantly, you opened your eyes and looked around.LtHL RomanoxReader in Romance More Like This
Well great. You were in the middle of a World Meeting.
This was... Were you dreaming? You had to be dreaming. There was no way that you had actually fallen into the world of Hetalia. How was that even possible? You wanted to ask but before you could actually voice this question, Italy had managed to launch himself at you in a hug, thus knocking you over from your sitting position.
"Vee, how did a pretty lady like you get here?" he asked, not seeming to mind in the least that he was hugging a complete stranger. Once again, you weren't given the opportunity to say anything because Germany had yanked Italy off of you to scold him.
"You'll have to forgive my idiot fratello. He doesn't understand things like personal space." You jumped slightly at the voice and 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
CIRL DenmarkxReaderYou weren't sure yet if you felt like braving what looked like a November snow storm to get to class. I mean, you only had one class today, so was it really worth it to leave the sanctuary of your home? Did you really want to risk life and limb in order to get to a class that only lasted an hour and fifteen minutes? Were you really okay with risking your health and personal safety for a greater education? Why were you still asking yourself questions? The answer had been a definite no from the start.CIRL DenmarkxReader in Romance More Like This
So, not regretting your decision at all, you went into your kitchen to make some hot chocolate and grab a piece of cake from the fridge. As the milk you were using warmed up in the microwave, you headed to your bedroom to grab a blanket. The microwave beeped and you went back into the kitchen and mixed the milk into the powder. Collecting your food items, you padded into the living room to watch a movie. You browsed through your DVDs and finally settled on The Emperor's New Groove. You popp
Grandpa Matchmaker GermanyxReader"(Name) I do not understand vhy you spend so much time here ven you could be out having fun with friends." You almost laughed at the usual statement that was your greeting upon entering the room of your main charge, Walthari Beilschmidt. The old man was so serious but you couldn't help but find him adorable. Ever since you'd started taking care of him at the nursing home you worked at, he'd treated you like his own granddaughter. And you loved him like he was your grandfather.Grandpa Matchmaker GermanyxReader in General Fiction More Like This
"I've told you before, Grandpa Germania," you said, calling him by the nickname you'd given him after you'd learned of his love for the long gone country. "I much prefer being around cranky, smelly, old people all day long. Namely, you." Walthari snorted and patted your arm as you stood next to him, adjusting the blanket that lay across his lap.
"I have never met a mädchen with as much attitude as you, lieber ein. I didn't think I vas zat smelly." This time you did laugh, as you took a seat next to hi
CIRL PrussiaxReaderSighing in exhaustion, you left your last class for the day and headed back to your apartment. You didn't know why, but you just couldn't keep your eyes open for very long today. It's not like you didn't get enough sleep last night. Heck, you didn't even get too much sleep. You'd gotten an almost even eight hours, so you should be fine. But for some reason, you weren't. And despite all of your efforts to wake up, your body wasn't having it.CIRL PrussiaxReader in Romance More Like This
So with eyelids drooping, you trudged your merry way back home.
With a happy groan, you entered your one-floor apartment and flopped down on the floor, not even bothering to close the door just yet. After contemplating the pros and cons of falling asleep in your entry way, you decided it might be a tad bit safer for your health if you slept in your bed. Because having someone get into your house is no biggie.
Wearily standing up, you closed and locked your door, dropped your school stuff in the kitchen and made your way to your bedroom. Your bed had
SpainxReader I'm so sorryYou sat on the park bench, your (h/l), (h/c) hair moving gently in the breeze. The weak winter’s sun shone down on you, and the pale blue sky was finally free of clouds. What seemed like a thousand happy couples walked past you, chatting, hugging, kissing.SpainxReader I'm so sorry in Romance More Like This
You looked down, your hair falling in front of your face, and held back the tears that were threatening to fall. You jumped and gasped when you felt someone plunk down onto the bench beside you.
“(Name)? Estas bien?” Great. Just great. The person you least wanted to see right now was the person you just happened to run into in the park. Your luck was simply amazing. You stayed silent, hoping the Spaniard would just go away.
“Chica?” Antonio moved your hair away from your face, noticing the slightly smudged makeup around your eyes.
“Why are you crying, Chica?” He looked at you with genuine concern.
“Doesn’t matter, Toni. What are you doing here?” You asked, wiping your
SpainxReader TicklishAntonio pulled you closer in his sleep, nuzzling his face in your neck. You opened your eyes slightly and smiled, letting your fingers tangle in his hair. Morning light slid into the room through the window, bathing everything in a warm yellow glow. You watched little bits of dust float around in the air, drifting in and out of the soft beams of sunlight. Antonio moved his head up on to the pillow, opening his bright green eyes and gazing sleepily at you with a small smile.SpainxReader Ticklish in Romance More Like This
“Hey there,” you greeted.
“Buenas dias, mi tomate.” His voice had that morning rasp you loved so much. He brought his hand up, his thumb grazing softly over your cheek. He leaned in and touched his lips to yours, letting his hand trail back down to your waist and then over to the small of your back. You smiled as he pulled away as little as he could and rested his forehead on yours. “What would you like to do today?” he asked.
You made a face as you thought about it. “This.
RQ: SpainxReader Marry U (Songfic)Toni shifted nervously, waiting for you to arrive. He touched the small velvet box in his pocket, breathing out heavily. A light breeze ruffled his hair as he waited beneath the ancient weeping willow tree. It wasn’t too much longer before he saw you coming towards him, looking radiant in a (f/c) sundress.RQ: SpainxReader Marry U (Songfic) in Romance More Like This
Love, Oh baby my girl,
You're my everything, your beauty blinds me
My bride, my present from the heavens above
Are you happy? There's tears flowing from your eyes
Until the day your black hair turns grey
I promise to love you forever
Toni had a sudden vision of you in a wedding dress, walking towards him down the aisle. His heart raced. He loved you so much. You were his everything, the first thing he thought about in the morning, and the last thing at night. He would love you as long as he lived.
Toni raked a hand through his hair, shifting again. You approached with a smile, and he pulled you into a hug. You parted slightly and kissed your boyfriend of two years. He
PrussiaxReader Making The BedYou opened the dryer, pulling the warm sheets into your lap. You sighed contentedly as the warmth of the freshly washed sheets seeped into your skin. You stood, closing the dryer door, and took the sheets into the bedroom, listening to the sounds of your boyfriend, Gilbert, shooting video game aliens.PrussiaxReader Making The Bed in Romance More Like This
You tossed the sheets onto the bed, not realizing that the shooting sounds had stopped. A few seconds later, Gilbert was sneaking into the room behind you, smirking. He jumped out and yelled. You jumped and squeaked, surprised by gilbert’s sudden appearance. He rolled onto the floor laughing at you.
You grumpily turned back to the sheets on the bed and began to separate them muttering under your breath. Gilbert’s arms wrapped around your waist as he looked over your shoulder at what you were doing.
“Unless you’re going to help, you can go back to killing aliens.” You looked to the side, trying to see his face.
“I’ll help! The awesome me is gut at
PrussiaxReader The Vet“Gilbert! Ugh!” You walked around the house, looking for the Prussian and his bird. You should have told him you were going to get ice cream. But no, you had decided to be honest and tell the albino that you were going to the vet.PrussiaxReader The Vet in Humor More Like This
You heard a “Piyo!” followed by “Verdammt, Gilbird! Shut up!” You followed the sound, tracking it to the bathroom. You pulled open the shower curtain to reveal Gilbert, with Gilbird on his head. You rolled your eyes.
“Come on, we’re going to be late for Gilbird’s appointment.” You hoped Gilbert would give in and allow you to take them to the vet, but, of course, that’s not what happened. Gilbert shouted “No!” and then darted past you, with his bird, and ran down the hallway.
You sighed in exasperation, walking out of the bathroom. “Gil, don’t be such a baby!” Instantly a reply came.
“I am not a baby! Scheiße!” He realized that he had given away hi
PrussiaxReader If You Don't Mind SongficYou slipped into the bathroom, glad for the temporary respite from the craziness that was the flat you shared with the Beilshmidts. Gilbert had decided to have the BTT over, and that was never good.PrussiaxReader If You Don't Mind Songfic in Romance More Like This
You sighed and triple checked that the door was locked, then got a chair and propped it under the handle. You knew from experience that the BTT was quite adept at opening locked doors.
You turned on the bathroom fan, the sound of which you normally hated, but it was part of your plan. You loved to sing, like, you would sing all day every day if you could. But you were deathly shy, so you only sang when you were alone, or in the shower. That’s where the fan comes in. The fan made it harder for anyone to hear you.
You cranked the hot water to that perfect place between “Boiling Lava” and “Arctic Circle”, and slipped out of your clothes. You quickly jumped into the shower and let the water cascade down your back. You started singing softly.
Where’s my li
RQ: RomanoxReader Angels (Songfic)You shuffled around your bedroom, getting into PJ’s and opening your bed’s blankets. You took off the bracelet Lovi had given you, smiling as you remembered the day he had presented it to you. Your wrist felt kind of empty without it. You ran your hand through your hair gently.RQ: RomanoxReader Angels (Songfic) in Romance More Like This
Wake me if you're out there
Through the glass in my bedroom window
In the bushes far below
I thought I saw an unfamiliar shadow
Among the ones I so clearly know
You wandered over to your bedroom window. You looked out for a few moments, before a flitting shadow caught your eye. You hoped for a second that it was Romano, but when you looked properly, you couldn’t see anything.
Well, if he was, or had been out there, he would’ve let you know. You sighed and moved to your desk, writing a quick note.
I was sleeping with the night light unplugged
With a note on the rocking chair
That says, "I've been dreaming of the life I once loved,
So wake me if you're out there."
CanadaxReader Oops... I didn't mean too...The arguing of all of the countries at the world meeting had turned into white noise quite some time ago as you sat with your head in your hands and your elbows on the large conference table. You sighed and looked up, running your hand through your (h/l), (h/c) hair.CanadaxReader Oops... I didn't mean too... in Romance More Like This
You heard an impossibly quiet sound and turned towards Canada. You were one of the only people who could see him, let alone hear him.
“I’m sorry about this, (Name). I-I didn’t t-think it would be this bad.” You strained to hear the last bit.
You were at the world conference at Canada’s request. The two of you had been friends for a long time, though now you were beginning to wonder why you were enduring this torture for him. Oh, yeah, you’d gone and acquired a crush on him.
“It’s not a problem.” you forced a smile, “I think I’ll just go get some air.”
“I’ll come with you.”
With that you and Matthew slipped quietly away from the table
SpainxReader Tango in the DarkA/N: See Description for MusicSpainxReader Tango in the Dark in Romance More Like This
The dance studio was tucked between two larger, dark grey buildings, yellow light from the streetlamps illuminating their concrete faces. You could hear the tram passing above on the suspended tracks as you approached the building, the new sign calling you forward. You paused with your hand on the door handle and took a deep breath.
You were rather nervous. You had danced when you were younger, but never seriously, and had only recently managed to pluck up the courage to resume. Before you could lose too much more of your resolve, you pushed into the dark stairwell beyond the door, waiting for your eyes to adjust. You could hear music playing, something with Spanish rhythms.
You started up the steps, your bag moving gently against your back, the stairwell becoming increasingly darker. Finally, after three flights of stairs, you reached another door, this one standing slightly ajar. You gently pushed it open, and felt your breath catch.
The studio was dark
AmericaxReader Anesthetic Adventure“Hey Alfred?” you turned to the blonde man sitting on the other end of the couch.AmericaxReader Anesthetic Adventure in Humor More Like This
“Yeah, dude?” He set his bright blue eyes on you. You had been friends with Alfred for the longest time, and you knew you could trust him with anything (excepting hamburgers), and thus came your request.
“Could you take me to the dentist? I have an appointment tomorrow and I get a little loopy when they give me anesthetics.”
“Of course! The Hero always saves the day!” He made a “da da dada!” sound. You giggled.
You ran out of the room, tripping over yourself, and made your way to Alfred. You clutched his shoulder, looking at him with paranoid look. Alfred waved to the dentist coming out of the room behind you.
“Alfie, they are aliens!” You made a frantic hand gesture.
“I’m sure?” He looked at you confused for a moment before remembering what you had said about anesthesia. You held your arm in front of your face l
Marry Me (Spain x Reader)Marry Me (Spain x Reader) in Romance More Like This
"Roma~ Please I need your help, mi amigo!" Spain pleaded to the auburn haired hot head. Romano groaned and continued to read his paper. The Spainard had suddenly rushed into the Italy Brother's home, yelling and asking about how he should propose to you.
Romano took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He turned to Spain, a vain visible on his temple.
"Listen , Antonio. (Name) is your woman, not mine , so solve your own damn problem." Romano hissed at Spain. Spain whimpered and dropped his head in disappoinment. Romano was right , but there was no way he was just going to propose to you without it being original. You were special to him. You hmde his heart race like nobody's business and it hurt to be away from you. Hell it hurt to be away from you now.
"Hey fratello! Don't be so mean to big brother Spain!" Italy shouted while running down the steps.
Romano scoffed. " You can't tell me what to do , idiota. And wern't you taking a siesta! Mind your own damn business!"
Italy pouted , but
Muneca (Spain x Reader)Muneca (Spain x Reader) in Romance More Like This
Games 'n' Guys - Spain
"Oh, chica! You're finally here!" The Spaniard wrapped his arms around your torso, lifted you off the ground and smothered you in a hug.
Not that you were complaining or anything, but what did he just say?
"Um,Toni? What do you mean by 'finally.'? you asked as the tall man waltzed into his home and placed you on his couch. Once you were settled he scratched the back of his head sheepishly.
"Bella told me you were on your way here." he chuckled nervously. You puffed out your cheeks in annoyance. The little witch. You knew that she would get involved since Spain was like a brother to her.
"Even though you are cute when angry, there's no need to be. At least we still get to spend time together~"
He plopped himself down and grinned at you in a way that made your knees feel weak. You blushed and pushed the game into his chest.
He observed it, turning it from the front to the back. Once he realized what it was he nearly tackled you.
"Oh wow! I've always wanted to play
Marry Me (France x Reader)Marry Me (France x Reader) in Romance More Like This
“Damn you Francis. Why do I have to make all of these clocks!” Germany growled. Italy wasn’t exactly helping either.
“But what if big brother Francis needs these clocks!” Italy whined. Germany was about to object when the door swung open showing a distressed Frenchman.
“Oui! Ludwig! I need your help!” France cried.
Germany felt surprised. “What do you want Francis?” France rushed up to Germany clinging to him.
“I want to propose to my lovely lady, but I want it to be special! What do I do?”
“And what makes you think that I have the answer?!” France shrugged
“I do not know, but you could think of something.” Germany tried to suppress his anger when Italy suddenly came bouncing up to them.
“I know what you can do Big Brother Francis!” France (feeling desperate) turned around to listen to the Italian man.
“Okay! This is what you need to do. Ve~”
You were in a very bubbly moo
Marry Me (Prussia x Reader)Marry Me (Prussia x Reader) in Romance More Like This
“Kesesesesese~ this is just awesome, West!”
Germany looked up from the book he was reading and glared at Prussia.
“Are you talking about yourself again?” Germany asked irratation clear in his voice. Prussia let out another cackle.
“No Luddy. I’m talking about my wedding proposal to [Name]!” Germany’s eye twitched at the mention of his nickname, but grew insterested. Prussia wasn’t really commited to anything so this should be fun to watch.
“And how are you going to propose to her?”
A smirk slowly formed on Prussia’s face.
“Hey Gil! What brings you here?” you asked the albino who suddenly appeared at your front door.
“I just wanted to see my awesome girlfriend.” You sighed.
“Do you add awesome to every single sentence that comes out of you mouth?”
“Hey babe, can you go make me an awesome sandwich.” Prussia asked, not listening to a word you just said. You huffed and
Marry Me (America x Reader)Marry Me (America x Reader) in Romance More Like This
‘Were could that blonde be?’ you thought to yourself as you walked around town searching for America. He promised he would call, but never did. You were really worried.
‘What if Artie put a curse on him! Or worse... forced him to eat his cooking!’ after that horrid thought, your searching became more frantic. You nearly turned the whole city up side down.
You then realized that you never checked his house. Feeling like an idiot, you quickly rushed toward said destination.
You knocked on America’s door, hoping that it would swing open, but alas it stayed shut. You knocked a couple more times and the door never budged.
You sighed and reached under the mat for the spare key. You quickly unlocked the door and rushed in.
The first thing you spotted was a little note card attached to a red ribbon. You picked up said note card. The handwriting on the note was no doubt, America’s.
You silently skimmed over the note:
“Hey, [Name]! Glad you finally mad
Marry Me (Romano x Reader)Marry Me (Romano x Reader) in Romance More Like This
((Excuse me while I stare at this Italian hunk of a man))
"Idiota! That is the worst idea ever!" Romano snapped at his brother. Italy flinched and put his hands up in front of him , as if to protect himself from his temperamental brother.
"I'm sorry fratello! I used up a lot of good ideas when helping Big Brothers Antonio and Francis!" the younger Italian whined.
Romano scoffed and turned his head to look out the window. It was a bright sunny day , not a cloud in the sky. A day that would make anyone happy. Except , of course , the highly upset Italian.
'Once again my brother thinks of others before me. There's no way in hell I'm proposing to (Name) like...THAT. It's too damn cliché' Romano continued to fume.
"Fratello. (Name) is a really sweet ragazza. I'm sure she doesn't care how you propose to her." Italy smiled towards his big brother. He didn't mean to give all his ideas to others , it just happened. He didn't even know that his fratello wanted to propose to you.
Hard-Core Gaming (Prussia x Reader)Hard-Core Gaming (Prussia x Reader) in Romance More Like This
Games 'n' Guys - Prussia
"What did you just say to me?" you asked through clenched teeth. The albino man that stood at the door way didn't even flinch. In fact, a smug smirk spread across his face as he lent back in his chair.
"You heard me , schatz. There's no way a GIRL can beat a guy in gaming. It's never been done."
You clenched your fists as you glared at Prussia. The prick just had to be sexist about this situation didn't he? All you wanted to do was play the stupid game with him. You asked nicely too. Going as far as to put a smile on your face , but of course he was not satisfied.
You huffed. How the hell did you have a crush on this guy? He was obnoxious , loud. Seriously where was the appeal. You searched every corner of your brain when it suddenly clicked. You remembered how sweet and caring he was towards Hungary.
She was just as much as a tomboy as you, yet... he had treated her like a princess. Someone to cherish. No matter how much you yelled at people about treating yo
Marry Me (Russia x Reader)Marry Me (Russia x Reader) in Romance More Like This
“Raivis, there you are, da.”
Latvia froze and immedeatly started to shake.
“Umm, I-is there something that you n-need Mr. Ivan?” Latvia couldn’t help but stutter out.
“Da. You are friends with [Name]?” Latvia nodded suddenly concerned about your safety.
“Tell her to meet me at this location.” Russia gave him a piece of paper and a childish grin spread acorss his face.
“Thank you Raivis.” Russia said while putting his hand on Latvia’s head and pressed down.
“Y-your welcome Mr. I-ivan.” Russia stopped his “affectionate head-pat” and went off to the unknown place.
“Umm Big Sister [Name]” You nearly jumped when you heard your name. You turned around swiftly to find Latvia.
“Ivan wanted me to give this to you.”
“Eh?” You took the paper from his grasp and read it.
“[Name], I would like you to meet me at this place at 3:00pm.”
Marry Me (Sweden x Reader)Marry Me (Sweden x Reader) in Romance More Like This
“Dude that’ll cause permanent brain-damage.” Came Denmark’s concerned remark. You didn’t listen; you continued to bang your head on a table.
“You don’t understand Den-Den. I’m totally in love with Berwald but he’s so gay for Tino-chan.” You whined. Denmark sighed. Sweden should have known better.
Calling Finland his wife right in front of you wasn’t the best idea.
“Well I’m sure he didn’t-.”
“Mean it?!?! That’s bull Den-Den and you know it.” Denmark winced at your snappy tone. Denmark had to get to the bottom of this, before you do something you might regret.
“Yo Berwald, you gotta minute.”
Denmark yelled to the tall man who happened to be building a birdhouse.
“[Name]’s been sorta mad lately and it’s because of you.” Sweden tensed at the mention of you being mad at him, but Denmark didn’t notice.
Gamer By Association (America x Reader)Gamer By Association (America x Reader) in Romance More Like This
Games 'n' Guys - America
"Gamer... by association?" you asked the blond at the door. America nodded and continued to block your entry way.
"Yep. The only reason you're into games is because I introduced you to them. Which means your love for games is futile."
You stared at the smug American. He really thought he had you stumped huh?
You thrust the game into his chest and gave him a glare that would leave Russia cowering.
"Alright ALFRED. Since you think my love for games is 'futile' , I challenge you." you pushed the video game against him harder causing him to stumble into his house.
Once he was fully inside , you waltzed in , slamming the door behind you and walked towards his game room. Once inside , you plopped the game in.
America walked in hesitantly , being careful not to set you off even more. As if reading his mind you cut yours eyes at him.
He let out a helpless peep and raised his hands in defense.
You smirked and tossed him a controller. He fumbled for a few moments , but c
SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part 10)The next morning it was still raining heavily, you shivered as the air caressed your arms while you rose from the heavy covers. You stretched the cramped muscles, then getting up to look decent before checking on Antonio. You were sure that you wouldn’t get into much trouble today but why’d you get that disturbed feeling while you walked through the dim, gray hall? You gulped shakily before power walking to the guest room where Antonio lodged for the night. Your chilly hands rapped the wooden door, in response…no answer.SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part 10) in Short Stories More Like This
Again, you knocked.
You knocked harder on the pale door once again.
Still, no answer.
Fear gripped your throbbing heart with its cold, deathly hands. Frantically you wringed the brass knob, as you flung the door open not caring whether you caught him half-dressed or what, just as long as he was alright.
He was there alright judging by the lump from under
SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part7)This was it.SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part7) in Short Stories More Like This
Antonio stood in front of the white-washed fence gate of your simple home. He managed to stop by Francis’ house to get a bouquet of freshly cut red roses from his garden after school-hours. The sun was already setting quickly today as he stood in front of a pale colored two-storey house with dark green roofs, just like any ordinary home. The green lawn looked recently trimmed as the Spaniard walked through the cemented pathway which led to your front door step nervously gripping the roses. He lifted his tanned finger towards the door bell button; he made a quick recap of what he was going to say to you before mustering the courage to press the button.
You heard it loud and clear. Currently, you were cleaning upstairs considering the fact that you had nothing else to do. You scrambled down the stairs before chanting,
Unfortunately, you tripped on your own foot and face planted on the hardwood flooring once you made it downstairs. You gr
SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part3)You absent-mindedly tugged at your school blazer once a cool gentle breeze caressed your frame before letting a breath out your nose. You observed your boyfriend playing in the vast field; he positioned himself at a grassy spot, awaiting the next move. You leaned at the side rails of the bleachers, giving smiles and nods occasionally when he’d wave at you.SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part3) in Short Stories More Like This
After never-ending apologies to a crushed Alfred and quiet contemplation, you decided to forgive Antonio (again), and watch him in his soccer practice since you knew how much he wanted to show off to you. Surprisingly, you were the only audience the team had and you were glad, you were sure to go Chuck Norris’ granddaughter mode if the bleachers were flocked with fan girls, Antonio’s fan girls to be more precise. You tried to calm the green jealousy monster that aroused within you at the thought of all those shameless girls, your boyfriend’s idiocy, and today’s previous events that were just like a
SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part1)You sighed quietly pinching the bridge of your nose with your forefinger and thumb at the sight before you: Three giggling girls gushing over your Spanish boyfriend who seemed oblivious to the fact that they were flirting. The girls were getting too touchy on the Spaniard, rubbing his arm, twirling a chocolate lock, pressing up closer to his chest and such. Antonio didn’t seem to mind, in fact he was joking along with them seemingly enjoying the conversation. You watched from a distance just right across the lockers, waiting for your brunette Spaniard to sense your existence which he hasn’t noticed for a while.SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part1) in Short Stories More Like This
An all-too-familiar feeling washed over you as it always has when Antonio densely socializes with his fangirls. You weren’t surprised though he was Spanish perfection with a big heart—too big. It would be unnatural if no girl was attracted to him. You pressed your white-bloused back against the cold metal lockers with crossed arms gazing at Antonio exaspe
SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part4)You hastily rubbed away the salty tears that betrayed your (Color) eyes; you were not having a good day.SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part4) in Short Stories More Like This
Well, this morning in the World Academy, your mouth was agape at the sight of your vandalized locker. The long red locker was indented roughly, as if it was smashed with a metal device, a crowbar maybe. Incoherent penmanship was scribbled all over the once rosy gleaming locker, vulgar words and names of you were littered all over and a rough doodle of you with horns, tongue stuck out and fangs was in the middle. This was new to you, you took a closer look on one particular scribble, and you tried to make out the words,
“Ur in 4 it!”
You turned to inform the authorities about this but the loud clinging bell pierced your ears, oh great timing. Best, tell the principal about the violation after your exam.
Then during your exam which you studied so hard for, your instructor made you all rise and get checked seeing as the Test Key was missing. Each of your classmates stood to
SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part6)You lie on your stomach lazily in the couch with head buried to the sofa pillows the next day. You could hear your phone ringing and vibrating somewhere in the corners but you didn’t even bother answering or checking who the caller was. You knew it was the same brunette Spaniard calling you after like 15 tries last night, including the landline. Your phone’s memory was probably full from TONS of unread text messages, and you angrily disconnected the telephone last night. At the moment, you didn’t want to hear anything from Antonio. You always had given unworthy people chances but you gave him ‘too’ many.SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part6) in Short Stories More Like This
A groan quietly left your lips in the soft pillows, sure you were infuriated with the Spaniard but you didn’t have to call him an idiot yesterday. You should’ve just simply pointed out his mistake; he must have felt terrible when you called him that—especially, in his own language. You had no idea how “Eres un idiota” go
SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part8)Antonio sighed as he looked towards the unsettling sky that meant a storm was about to befall any time now that dusk. Still, he walked with determination and a small smile on his face. He was quite in a happy mood today, he got the feeling things will go wonderful! The gentle, chilly wind tousled his dark brown hair that never seemed to stay in one place as he paused in his steps. His viridian eyes could see your house from where he stood, just a few more blocks and he’d be singing to you with Spanish song he had prepared. He tugged at the strap of the honey Spanish guitar belted to his back as he resumed walking, gripping the beautifully wrapped rosy Marivilla and Camellia flowers. He was glad he had some of these Spanish blossoms grown in his garden. He checked his attire briefly, well, he was too excited that he didn’t get to dress up Spanish but the white polo and dress slack uniform without the tie would do. Spanish song, Spanish guitar, Spanish flowers, and a SpanishSpainXReader: Jealousy (Part8) in Short Stories More Like This
SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part 11)A gentle smile curved Antonio’s lips as he leaned forward swathing you with his arms, the balance of the bed shifting. Unbeknown to him, a tear slid down his sun-bathed cheek the minute he fluttered his eyes close, burying his face into your hair.SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part 11) in Short Stories More Like This
“Say that again chica.”
You ignored the part of you that wanted to grumble about repeating the same thing twice as you mumble quite loud into his chest,
“I s-said, ‘I still love you’.”
Against your hair, you felt a grin spreading onto his features before he suddenly flipped you both so that you both were lying down with you cuddled into his chest.
“I-I’m sorry. I’m sorry f-for being brash a-and unforgiving. I’m so sorry…I’m s-so sorry.”
You sniffled repetitively into the white fabric of the contented Spaniard’s chest.
“Shh…no se preocupe de ello,” shushed the brunette soothingly, “I deserve
SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part 9)He didn’t know how long he held you in his cold arms but he was happy. Having not been in your presence for quite some time was agonizing; he didn’t care if you probably weren’t in good terms with him at the moment.SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part 9) in Short Stories More Like This
Holding you was satisfying.
Now all he wanted to know was that the unpleasant situation evolving you both wasn’t true, that it was just a horrible nightmare. If it was a nightmare, man did he want to wake up and know you were still his, happy and alright.
Sad to say, this was sick reality, you were distraught with him, and he still wanted to know if you still loved him. But right now, he found comfort just holding you.
“(Name)… ¿Todavía me ama?”
Antonio suddenly murmured, lips moving against the crook of your neck. You snapped from your daze then frowned at the incoherent words due to the sentence being Spanish and the loud rain.
“Antonio, I can’t hea-“
“Do you still love me?”
SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part2)Antonio seemed to notice the upset aura hanging over you these past weeks and it worried him, (though the stupid Spaniard made no move). The brunette made his way through the sea of students, sauntering in the maze of halls. He missed you for the past four hours since you took separate classes in the morning, and it was strange not being able to be in your presence the previous mornings. The Carriedo male was clueless on why you distance yourself from him little by little so he resolved in his mind to confront you about your incomprehensible behavior. But before that, he wanted to impress you then treat you your favorite (Flavor) ice cream in hopes to cheer you up and set the mood before confronting you. The chocolate-haired boy smiled, it was a good plan.SpainXReader: Jealousy (Part2) in Short Stories More Like This
The Spaniard now sprinted towards your classroom bumping on random pupils along the run. His forest-green eyes brightened at the sight of your (Color) hair hanging loosely over your white uniform blouse, back facing him, leaving the
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Your parents weren't the most responsible adults in the world. They didn't at like adults at all. If anything, you were the adult and they were the over grown teenagers. Which is why you jumped at the chance to move out. Who could blame you? It was your first year of college. You wanted a new and more responsible life.
So you said yes, you didn't mind sharing a small house with his boss's son. And yes, it didn't matter that it was a half hour walk to the college. And yes, it was really no trouble to find a job, because your parents had decided that it was time for you to grow independent.
You had to refrain from pointing out that you were the one who had helped your mother pay bills since you were fifteen.
But it was nice, finally free in a way. Sadly, your happy elevated mood only lasted for three seconds after you rang the door bell of the modest little house. Because that's when your new housemate opened
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Sometimes it was hard having three males as your roommates. It was hard seeing them leave on dates with different women, sometime men. You hated it when they came back, laughing.
And you really hated it when they teased you about your lack of a serious relation ship.
Not tonight. Tonight, you were going to prove them wrong. Or at least pretend to.
You put the finishing touches on your makeup, a splash of bright red for your lips. Smoky gray eyeliner rimmed your eyes. Your hair was styled in a way that best complimented your features. A deep crimson dress with fishnet stockings clad your body like a sort of armor.
When you entered the living room, you tried not to smirk. All three of them were staring, eyes wide. Gilbert didn't notice that he was dripping beer down his front, Antonio was oblivious to the fact that the tomato he had been cutting was reduced to a pulp and Francis was gaping, his w
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You 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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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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Today was one of those days you whished you lived with normal people.
Gilbert had woken you up at the crack of dawn (Really 7:01) , to tell you that Francis and Him were going shoping.
An hour later when you had nearly fallen back asleep, dance music started to play. Very LOUD dance music. And you knew exactly who was playing it.
God Damn it. Rolling out of bed you sleeply stumbled into the living room. Ready to chew the Spaniard out.
Only you couldn't. You stared at the sight that greeted you, not knowing if you should laugh or faint from shock.
Antonio stood in the middle of the room in an gawdy pirate costume, grinning like an idiot. Knee-high boots, an open shirt, a huge hat and veeeeeeeeery tight pants.Not to mention a bunch of earings. It was the sexiest sight you had ever seen.
"What are you doing Antonio?" Trying your best not to stare, you fiddled with the hem of your shirt.
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The doorbell rang, you scowled, slamming your book shut. Who had come to bother you at the ungodly hour of 2:56? You knew who it would be, which made your temper flare even more.
Opening the door, you scowled. Three men stood on your porch, faces bright red. You gave them your best poker face, while inside you felt ready to tear their heads off.
Every single month, at least twice a week these clowns showed up. Naked. Well, nearly naked, they had blankets wrapped around their waists.
They nodded, glancing behind then as if they expected to see a crowd gawking at them. You moved aside, letting the trio shuffle in. After looking outside, you smirked. The two Italian brothers across the street were standing by their front window, faces red and mouths agape.
You waved and shot them a wink. Both turned an even darker shade of red and quickly closed the curtains. Turning back to the trio, your s
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Your mother loved to volunteer. Baking, sewing, knitting, firefighting. You name it, she did it. But she did too much. Which is why you were stuck with the duty of baking cookies for a children's hospital. You wouldn't have minded if it was just you baking. Unfortunately, your accidental friend Gilbert had decided that he wanted to help you.
"Go away Gilbert." You snapped at him, stirring the batter. He smirked, his silvery white hair glinting in the mid-day sunlight. Leaning over you shoulder, he dipped his fingers in the batter, scooping some into his mouth.
You elbowed him and glared. He fake gasped, pretending to clutch his heart in dismay.
"Come on Frau!! Cooking is supposed to be fun!"
He continued whining, wrapping his arms about your waist and resting his chin against your shoulder. You ignored him, well, ignored him as best as you could. The guy needed to have an off switch for his v
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You really hated the little town you lived in. It was a sleepy, half-dead kind of town. What your family and the other 78 residents thought was fun, you considered to be sleep inducing. You knew EVERYONE in the frickin' town. You wanted excitment, Fun something out of the norm for this place. Little did you know, a whirl wind of excitment was headed your way.
"So. Hows school?" Your father asked you, like he did every morning.
You bit into a peice of toast.
"Have you heard the news?
You rolled your eyes. In a town like this, gossip spread like wild fire. If there was anything new your nosiy neighbor wold have already called by now.
He frowned at you."Don't be like that. This is actually something of some importance."
You raised an eyebrow. Yo
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Bad Touch TrioxReader
"FRANSIS BONNEFOY!!! YOU GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!!!!" You screamed running after the laughing frenchman.
Sliding around a corner, you jumped down the stairs of the small house you shared with the three members of BTT.
Francis had gone to far.
He could slap your ass, he could steal kisses, but he could NOT take your last bar of chocolate.
To others this would seem silly. Its just chocolate right?
You were a chocoholic and proud of it! And you deserved that chocolate damn it! You had a shitty day at work and you were looking forward to that bar all day.
For some reason it was the only one in your secret stash drawer. You were pretty sure you had atleast three in there. But before you could consider, Francis had leaned over your shoulder and snatched it away.
Running into the living room, your foot caught on something, causing you to fall face first onto to the floor.
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A heavy weight was crushing your chest. You tried to shift out of the way, knowing without opening your eyes what it was.
"Get off Gilbert."
"Nien." He mumbled, tightening his hold on your waist.
You propped yourself up on your elbows, frowning down at the man.
His face was pressed in between your breasts, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist.
He did this every night. Sneaking into your bed, leaving you to wake up extremely pissed.
Gilbert had been doing this for two years now.
You could lock your door, set up booby traps and even a burglar alarm. The Prussian managed to get past all of them without waking you up.
"What will your girlfriend think Gilbert?"
He scowled, nuzzling his face against your chest. You blushed, trying to hide it with an angry glare.
Okay. Maybe you liked waking up with him at your side. Maybe you forgot to lock your door every now and then.
You liked Gilbert, more tha
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[y/n] had the best life at the moment. Her boyfriend of four years, Antonio, owned a restaurant of his own and they had a large amount of income coming from the place. Everyone in the area loved the Spanish cuisine made by him and his younger sibling Lovino. She worked as the main waitress / hostess there, and a lot of males were drawn in because of this.
It could have been her looks, her youth, her bright smile, or even the way she showered everyone around in kindness. That's what made Antonio start to fall for her, so why wouldn't other men be drawn in by the same aspects?
Today, she stayed at home. She had a rude awakening earlier, and proceeded to vomit until Toni was sure she was deathly ill. His panic only made her love him more, especially with the way he ran around the house frantically in a vain attempt to find something to cure her seemingly random illness. After assuring him that she would be fine staying home an
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The hardest life to live was one where your friends abandoned you. If you had no friends in the first place, you wouldn't know the betrayal that [y/n] felt at this very moment. She had begun to welcome the brutal feeling and allowed it to reside in her heart. This feeling was the very reason that she was how she is now.
Every day [y/n] would wake up and look at herself in the mirror. At first she wondered why all of her supposed 'friends' had abandoned her the way that they did. Now, she was simply disgusted with herself. In her eyes, there were multiple things wrong with her. Her [h/c] hair was too bland, her [e/c] eyes were dull and didn't match her appearance, her body was too large, she was too short, etc. All of her 'faults' were brou
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In this reader insert, there are mentions of Skeet Shooting. If yu don't know what that is, don't be alarmed. I was kind enough to go into detail about how my school does it, so you don't have to do extensive research on it.
Whoever told her that Ivan was scarier on the ice than Matthew was lying through their teeth. As [y/n] sat in the bleachers at the school's hockey game, she was the only one who saw the change in her best friend. Off of the ice, he was a shy teenage boy that no one paid any attention to. However, once he gets the hockey stick in his hands he's a completely different man. He has a fierce look in his violet eyes and anyone could tell that he was the star of the night- and to stay the hell out of his way.
This was his place to shine.
Seeing the change in his over all demeanor made [y/n] more excited than she should have been for a high school hockey game. She was jumping to her feet, cheering
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A shy lass was settled in the furthest corner of the rather large room. The class was silent, all students focusing on the canvas before them. Each student had been given a slip of paper with a random word on it and they were to paint a picture based on that word. Each student was hard at work, yet they were all still sociable with each other.
All of them. Save for [y/n]. She sat contently in the corner, holding her paintbrush up with dainty hands that seemed to have a magical touch. Everything about her technique seemed perfect from the gentle dip of the brush into the paint to the slight flicks of her wrist. To anyone who managed to notice her, they would get a good view of a promising artist.
That’s exactly what the Vargas twins saw in her. Lovino and Feliciano were sitting on the opposite side of the room, yet they never failed to glance h
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Minor Warning; I happen to cuss a bit in this. I'm not sorry.
[y/n] grumbled angrily as the alarm clock screeched into the morning, pulling her away from the sleep that she desperately needed. With her face buried in the pillow, she reached out a blind hand to slap the snooze button. However, she ended up grabbing the stupid thing and threw it at the wall. The sound of shattering glass was then heard as the alarm clock was thrown out of the shut window, breaking the glass.
"Great. Just fucking great." She grumbled irritably into the pillow.
It was another day to go to school, and to make matters worse, it was the ever-hated Monday. Stay up a few more hours, they said. You'll wake up like always, they said. This was the last time that she listened to her idiotic friends about playing games with them online.
Gilbert sat at the lunch table in the high school cafeteria with his four
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A Little Yellow Friend.
Her days were becoming routine. Not a single thing was out of place. Every day, for the past three weeks, the same events would happen at the same time. Her final college course, [favorite subject], would let out at 11 o'clock. She would walk a short distance to the local coffee shop and have a short chat with the owner/worker, whose name was Antonio, and order a [favorite drink].
After this, she would walk a little further to the park and arrive around 12. After taking a seat at a picnic bench, she would either study for an upcoming test or read her library book. Thirty minutes into this, a little yellow bird would chirp it's way over to her and nestle itself into her hair. She would giggle and hold her finger out for the little bird to hop on. After spending about ten minutes with the little bird, it would tweet and peck her cheek in a form of a kiss and fly off.
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WARNING; As with most Depressed!Reader inserts, there are some very touchy subjects. If you don't feel comfortable reading about said things, or if it might bring up skeletons in your closet, I don't advise you read this.
The problem with the world is that people assume things. Assumption is the root of a lot of problems that went unsolved. [y/n] has been the victim of assumption for years now. She hides her insecurities behind a large black jacket that she never seemed to take off.
She was friends with five of the most amazing people on Earth; a group that called themselves the Nordics. Tino and Lukas were her closest friends in said group, but she was relatively close to everyone. She's gone to the movies with them, she's gone bowling with them, she's gone to their house for slumber parties and they've even taken her out to eat with them. Many of those times, Matthias got them kicked out of the restaurant.
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Anyone in their right state of mind would notice that Arthur was distracted. They were arguing as always, yet the Brit wasn't saying a word. He wasn't yelling at Alfred for his idiotic ideas, he wasn't succumbing to the need to strangle the French man next to him, and his attention wasn't even drawn to Ludwig when he took control of the meeting. Another average World Summit meeting, but without Arthur prolonging activities, they actually accomplished a few things.
"England!" America yelled at the top of his booming voice.
The country spoken to looked over to the younger nation in slight confusion and anger at his thoughts being interrupted.
"What's wrong, dude? You've been quiet all day." He asked, worry lacing his usually chaotic voice.
"'e 'asn't even tried to strangle me."
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Ludwig Beilschmidt was standing with his hands on his hips, a silver whistle was placed on his lips as he watched those training under him with judgmental blue eyes. At the sound of the whistle, the four training would drop for fifty push-ups, then continue running. A simple tactic, really, but with those slacking it became harder for him to properly train the four.
Italy was surprisingly doing well. He was on his twenty-ninth lap and had completed one hundred and fifty push-ups without a single complaint. However, he was still drastically behind the others. Japan was well into his fourty-third lap and Gilbert was on his fifty-eighth. Due to the whistle, they've all done the same amount of push-ups.
And then there was [y/n]. She was a strict girl who never took training lightly, never complained about doing too much, and often pushed herself to the limits
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It all started when her car broke down. In the afternoon, [y/n] went to a vocational technology school in the afternoon, where she took three classes; Biomedical was the first, then she took pre-calculus, and ended the day with anatomy and physiology. In the morning, she went to her high school for three regular classes then got out for fourth hour to drive to the vocational school.
However, today it didn't look like much driving would get done.
She was barely able to get to the side of the road and kill the engine before the smoke started pouring out from under her hood. She groaned loudly and slammed her forehead against the steering wheel. "I should have taken automotive services.. I know how to extract DNA, not fix a damn car." She grumbled to herself, yanking her seat belt off and stepping around to the front side.
The lass opened the hood and groaned again. "When will knowing how to test blood come in handy on the side
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You sat on Antonio's bed, wearing one of your fiance's shirts. The article of clothing was so large that it could go down mid-thigh, making sure nothing too personal was being shown. Your legs were crossed under you, and your fingers raked through your hair, trying to comb through it before Antonio saw you in your very disheveled state.
You had stayed over late last night, discussing wedding plans for probably half an hour before Antonio had gotten distracted, and when he got off topic, you tended to follow. When
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The words left your lips happily without much thought being given to actually putting forth the effort to speak. You lay on the grass, your arms crossed behind your head as you looked up at the sky from behind the tinted glass of your sunglasses. You could feel the sun comfortably warming up every available pore of your skin as well as your attitude. The sun could usually make you a little happier than usual, depending on your initial mood, who you were with... At the thought of who you were with, a small smile spread across your face as a small puff of wind tossed your (h/c) hair just, enough for you to feel it.
You felt every muscle in your body relax, your eyelids slipping shut as you sighed in content. After only a few minutes though, you were snapped out of your relaxed frame of mind by a certain Spaniard plopping down on the grass beside you.
Slowly, you opened your eyes, turning your head to look at
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You sighed, shaking your head and letting some strands of your (h/c) hair fall in front of your face, resting your palms on the cool surface of the mattress. You had stayed up waiting for him every single night this week and it was taking a toll on you. Perhaps you would just lay down for a quick nap, shut your eyes for just a moment to regain just an hour of the sleep you had lost this previous week.
Slowly you lowered your body down, relishing the way the mattress seemed to hug your body close to it, enveloping you as the comforter
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You had been married for two years to the Spaniard of your dreams. Antonio... God, even thinking about him still made a smile appear on your face. Sometimes he would bring you breakfast in bed with no reason behind the action beside the fact that he could. It was only last month that he had taken you out to go dancing with him, buying you a new dress for the occasion.
Then, people had told you that once you had children, you could tell the sex goodbye, because for the first few years you would barely have enough energy to kiss your spouse goodnight.
You smirked as you felt the clean sheets twist around your bare body. You sure showed them, didn't you?
Your head was rested on Antonio's bare chest, your ear pressed to his skin so
Relationship Problems, GermanyxReader He wasn’t really one for relationships, even simple friendships managed to confuse him. If one needed an example all they would have to do is look at how he acted around that Italian.Relationship Problems, GermanyxReader in Romance More Like This
No, Ludwig Beilschmidt wasn’t really one for relationships, no matter how uninvolved they were. He didn’t easily converse with people, and more often than not he would rather remain alone so that he wouldn’t be bothered by having to look out for anyone. At least, that is what he often told himself when he had time to think or whenever he felt the need to mutter a small complaint under his breath. However, this wasn’t exactly true.
It had all started with his strange friendship with Feliciano. That excuse of a friendship had made Ludwig aware of just how alone he could be. That feeling was eventually intensified, and that was because a new relationship had bloomed in Ludwig’s life. This relationship managed to confuse him even mo
Competition RomanoxReader "If you're not afraid of it, then why don't you play it?"Competition RomanoxReader in Romance More Like This
It was that simple sentence that had gotten him into all of this. It was what had caused him to even accept a challenge, and now here he was, hours later, legs crossed under him, gaze intently fixated on the screen of your television as his thumbs rapidly went around hitting buttons.
A loud, Italian curse rang through the room as the man's current controller was flung to the ground. You couldn't help but dawn a superior smirk as you looked towards the flustered man. You set your controller down, raising your arm to the back of your head to raise up bits of your hair so you could get some air to the back of your neck.
"I thought you said you were good at video games..." You couldn't help but poke at Lovino. It could just be too easy sometimes.
He twisted his head to the side, looking at you in an unamused fashion. It had taken you quite some time, but eventually you had managed to get to the point in yo
A Pleasant Mistake RomanoxReader You had messed up. You had let your ego get the best of you, and you had finally found that you had pushed the envelope just a bit too far.A Pleasant Mistake RomanoxReader in Romance More Like This
Procrastination had finally gotten the best of you, something you knew would happen eventually, and now you were stuck in a situation you dreaded sinking any further down into. That's why you stood on one of your best friend's steps, rapping your knuckles on the door a few times before rocking back on your heels, drumming your fingers on your thigh as you waited for the door to be answered.
You had been asked to attend yet another wedding, what was the saying, always the bridesmaid never the bride? But anyway, back to the problem at hand. You were going to be forced to bring a date this time, the bride to be insisting on having enough people to fill the massive ballroom she was renting out for her wedding. Unfortunately, ballrooms usually meant that dancing was going to take place, and being a bridesmaid, you were sure that you would so
Besame Mucho SpainxReader-songficCha-cha-boom!Besame Mucho SpainxReader-songfic in Romance More Like This
Besame besame mucho
Each time I bring you a kiss
I hear music divine
So besame besame mucho
I love you forever
Say that you'll always be mine.
“Antonio, I really swear, I can’t dance,” you looked up honestly at your Spanish companion, some of your (h/c) strands falling back from your face.
A rich laugh came from his lips as he smiled down sweetly at you, leaning down to brush his lips momentarily against your forehead, making his heart skip a beat. “Everyone can dance, princesa,” he said happily, the words practically jumping from his lips as his green eyes sparkled. His index finger pressed against the skin that covered your heart. “Everyone has a little Spanish in them,” he winked playfully at you. “You just need someone to bring it out in you.”
You couldn’t help but to smile as he continued his little speech. He could be so adorably innocent at times, it made yo
Fickle Arguments RomanoxReader “You’re so annoying...” a rather annoyed Italian muttered under his breath, letting his eyes be cast downward as he suddenly propped his feet on the small coffee table in front of you both, crossing his legs over one another.Fickle Arguments RomanoxReader in Romance More Like This
You snapped your head to the side, letting you hair momentarily fall over your burning gaze. “I wasn’t doing anything,” you snapped, already tired of the man’s tone when he had spoken only three words.
The other Italian that was sitting in a chair close by let a small, nervous look flash over his face before he let his regular innocent and rather ditzy smile back onto his lips. “You two don’t get along very well, do you?”
To both of you this question was, of course, one of the most ridiculous you had ever heard. It was apparently obvious just how horrible you two were at getting along with each other.
“No!” both of you spouted off at almost the same time, causing another se
Rome Wasn't Built in a Day RomanoxReader You lay on the couch with your husband, or rather, you were laying on your husband, who was lying on the couch. A soft giggle left your lips as you traced the faint muscles sketched on his bare chest. It was nice, being married. You hadn’t been so sure of just how wonderful this might be when you were a child, and now here you were, a ring on your finger.Rome Wasn't Built in a Day RomanoxReader in Romance More Like This
You ceased your tracing of your husband’s muscles, crossing your arms and resting your chin on them instead, looking up at the sleeping face of Lovino Vargas. His auburn hair rested on his head, tousled and messy as ever with that single curl sticking straight out. His pale lips were pressed into a thin line as he slept, obviously not dreaming of anything. He usually mumbled in his sleep, you would know.
Smiling, you bent your neck just enough so you could place a soft kiss on the Italian’s bare chest, right above his heart, before you rested your ear on the same spot. Steadi