My Girl's Got A Gun. [CanadaxReader] My Girl's Got A Gun.
[Canada x Reader]
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
Innocent Little Tease. [AmericaxCowgirl!Reader] Innocent Little Tease.Innocent Little Tease. [AmericaxCowgirl!Reader] in Romance More Like This
[America x Reader]
Days, much like today, were the days that a certain American despised the most. There was one girl in the entirety of the United States that he liked, and without knowing it, she was the world's largest tease. From the way she dressed to the way she talked, she was more than just eye candy for him.
The two were seniors in high school. Alfred was the star of the football team. [y/n], however, was nothing but a girl in the Dandies. She preformed in rodeos on her horses; doing everything from barrel racing to roping animals. To him, she was an earth-bound angel.
Why did Alfred hate days like today? For one simple reason; her outfit. There was a rodeo later in the day that she would open, and to cut down time, she wore her Dandie's outfit to school. For so
Give Me That Girl. [NorwayxReader] Give Me That GirlGive Me That Girl. [NorwayxReader] in Romance More Like This
[Norway x Reader]
A heavy sigh came from a quiet nation who was sitting between Finland and Norway. Her [e/c] eyes glimmered in irritation, the jittery tapping of her foot was getting faster, and her patience was running thin. Which was strange, seeing as how [y/n] was a very patient person. This Summit Meeting was being held in Germany, and surprisingly, the stick-in-the-mud male had lost control of the meeting. All hell was breaking loose.
That is, until a group of people began pondering on a subject that got everyone to shut up instantly.
"No, I don't think Romano could act sexy." Prussia stated loudly, trying to get his French friend to hear him over the commotion. Luckily, after that loud declaration, all went quiet. Romano's face heated up so badly that it put every one of Antonio's tomatoes to shame.
The Spaniard chuckled. "Oh, lo siento mi amigo, pero you haven't seen Ro
The Artist's Way [RomanoxArtsy!Reader] The Artist's WayThe Artist's Way [RomanoxArtsy!Reader] in Romance More Like This
[Romano x Artsy!Reader]
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
Fruity Love. [PrussiaxCountry!Reader] Fruity LoveFruity Love. [PrussiaxCountry!Reader] in Romance More Like This
[Prussia x Country!Reader]
Warning: There is Lime [suggestive situations] in this story, but no Lemon [sex scenes]. There are, however, copious amounts of Fluff and Feels.
There are times, much like right now, that Gilbert wished he didn't have such a dirty mind. They were sitting through yet another Summit meeting and, like always, nothing was getting done. The only thing he came for was the free food. However, there was one person who was drawing his attention away from the loud American arguing with an irritable Brit and a Frenchman that he knew all too well.
[y/n], otherwise known as the personification of [country name]. While everyone was mindlessly munching on Alfred's provided McDonalds, she was sitting back and enjoying her
Puppy Love. [GermanyxDepressed!Reader] Puppy Love.Puppy Love. [GermanyxDepressed!Reader] in Romance More Like This
[Germany x Depressed!Reader]
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
A New Recipe. [ReaderxNorway] A New Recipe.A New Recipe. [ReaderxNorway] in Romance More Like This
[Reader x Norway]
Warning; Suggestive writing. No details, though. You've been warned.
[y/n], the personification of [country name], was know world-wide for a few reasons. One was her tolerance for alcohol, and she proved the world wrong when she beat out every other country in a drinking contest. Another was her singing; ask any other person and they would tell you that her voice was like an angel's. Yet another was her devil side that only came out when she was pissed to the extreme.
But, the one thing she was known for above all others was her ability to make award-winning pastries. Her cakes, in particular, were loved by each an every country. Her pies, too. Everything considered a pastry or a desert-item was in [y/n]'s cooking arsenal, and they would make your mouth melt.
Today, unlike most days, she was craving Butter Cake. She already envisioned wh
A Little Yellow Friend~ [Prussia x Reader] Reader x Prussia.A Little Yellow Friend~ [Prussia x Reader] in Romance More Like This
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.
Love and War. [Germany x Powerful!Reader] Love and War.Love and War. [Germany x Powerful!Reader] in Romance More Like This
[Germany x Powerful!Reader]
A small figure was standing in front of the shooting range, holding needles between her fingers . Her arms were crossed at the wrists in front of her bust. Her [e/c] eyes narrowed sharply before making a swift movement, flicking her wrists and releasing the needles all while separating her arms. One by one, each needle impaled the center of the bulls-eye, each on a different figurine. All but one, the farthest to her left, which landed two centimeters away from the center-most part. It was still in the red, yes, but it was not good enough.
[y/n] was a perfectionist, making sure each of her techniques were spot-on before even daring to show anyone other than herself. She would always show her fellow Axis powers. Feliciano would compliment her and Kiku would give her something to think about like trying the t
Ugly Ducking Syndrome [AmericaxReader] Ugly Ducking SyndromeUgly Ducking Syndrome [AmericaxReader] in Romance More Like This
[America x Reader]
In the fifth grade, Alfred had made a friend that he never regretted befriending. Her name was [y/n], and she was the highlight of his days. Back then, she was an awkward girl with quite a bit of baby-fat still lingering on her and braces. Because of those braces, she had the world's most adorable lisp that was accompanied by a cute baby-like voice.
Though all of her 'unattractive' features that people wouldn't normally like, Alfred had found his first crush.
Being the awkwardly shy female that she was, [y/n] never had very many friends. Until Alfred randomly decided to be her hero one day. Unfortunately for him, when they hit the end of sixth grade, they learned that she would have to move away and switch schools. It was a major bummer for the friends, but they stayed connected through texts and skype messages. They haven't called each other or video chatted since eighth grade, though.
It was the butt-end of summer and everyon
A Love Filled Reunion. [DenmarkxSoldier!Reader] A Love Filled Reunion.A Love Filled Reunion. [DenmarkxSoldier!Reader] in Romance More Like This
[Denmark x Reader]
If anyone would ask about his home situation, Matthias would grumble and brush off the question with his attitude quickly souring. To put it simply, he and his four Scandinavian friends moved to America back in high school. After they graduated, they decided that it would be easier to buy a roomy house and split the expenses- since they were all so close anyway.
What they didn't expect was a girl to come through and change their lives permanently. Matthias and [y/n] were high school sweet hearts. She went through the troubles of learning Danish for him, they were dubbed as the 'Most Likely To Marry' in their senior yearbook, and they didn't have a care in life.
Until [y/n] got that letter. That letter that sent Matthias spiraling into a depression that he hid very well. What was the letter exactly? A scholarship given to her by the U.S. Army.
As Matthias downed another beer,
The Letter 'L': Canada x ReaderYou were walking into first grade, terrified. Kindergarten was all fun and games, mostly, but this was serious. You were in a multiage class with some older kids this year. What if you couldn’t make any friends? You decided to talk immediately to the first person that caught your eye, to at least forge a half ways decent friendship by lunchtime. There was a kid with a small yellow bird you thought was cute, and you almost went over to him to see it, but he turned around and you saw his red irises. Immediately you thought Vampire! and scurried off somewhere else. There was a boy with a small sheet tied around his neck yelling about being a hero. Near him was some blonde boy with big eyebrows talking enthusiastically to his imaginary friends. And on the other side of the room there was some little girl, or maybe it was a boy, skipping around singing about pasta and boots, with some scary blonde child hollering really loud. Everything was loud, and you were starting to get ovThe Letter 'L': Canada x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
Ahem: Canada x ReaderMatthew was so sweet. You really loved the poor fellow to death, but he was way too oblivious. Lost in a realm of books and fiction, he was unreachable to you on that level. And you were too shy to drag him back out.Ahem: Canada x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
But you were still trying.
You accompanied him to the library after school. You pretty much jumped at any opportunity to hang out with him, and hoped it didn’t bother him. So there you were, rubbing your bare arms to use friction to warm yourself. Matthew observed this, “Are you cold, _____?”
“I’m fine, Mattie.” you said with a smile, knowing he was the type to worry.
Still, he took off his red sweater emblazoned with a white maple leaf and passed it to you. “Here.” he said. You passed off the blush on his cheeks as the cold getting to him too. Even though that really didn’t make any sense.
“No, now you’ll be cold!” you said, trying to push it back into his arms.
He shook his head, “I li
Cocoa: Canada x ReaderYou knocked on the door of Canada's house, wanting to see your friend. You were a country, quite close to him in both friendship and border proximity. Since your name was kind of formal, he just called you _____. And you had gotten used to calling him Matthew or Mattie. He flung open the door, a hockey stick in hand.Cocoa: Canada x Reader in Romance More Like This
Your (e/c) eyes widened in fear, "Mattie, it's just me!"
He breathed a sigh of relief, "Sorry, _____." You noticed his clothes were ruffled and creased as he rested the hockey stick against the wall beside him.
"I take it the meeting with the G8 didn't go too well?" you asked, stepping into his house while he shut the door behind you.
Canada nodded his head, "Russia sat on me the whole time!"
"Oh!" you said, wrapping your arms around him in a quick hug, "You poor thing! Did he hurt you?" With your head buried in his Canadian flag sweatshirt, you couldn't see the blush your actions brought to his face.
He hesitantly put a hand on your back, "N-No, I'm fine."
You smiled up a
2p!Canada x Injured!ReaderWarning: I probably swear. And there is an teensy bit of self harm? Hitting of walls to prevent crying? I dunno...2p!Canada x Injured!Reader in General Fiction More Like This
I could tell you were trying not to cry. I rather admired that. It was difficult for you to hide some of your emotions, and you always developed a blank, slightly frowning mask when you were feeling any negative emotions, but I had never seen you cry in public. At the hormonal level most girls ran at, that was impressive.
Walking next to you, I tried to show you somehow, silently, that I was here for you. That you were allowed to hug me if you needed me to. But I had seen you shy away from human contact before. Always so outgoing, you still got overwhelmed easily. If you showed disgust at my touch, it might have really hurt me. So I couldn’t comfort you. Because you didn’t want to show your emotions at all in this hellhole, and I couldn’t bring myself to acknowledge that I noticed and above all, cared.
We passed through a doorway, and you hit the wall,
Happy Birthday: Canada x Reader x 2p!Canada Part IMatthew and Matt sat in the living room talking about their shared birthday quietly. Matthew looked sad, but Matt had already accepted long ago that no one would ever remember the two brothers and their birthday.Happy Birthday: Canada x Reader x 2p!Canada Part I in General Fiction More Like This
Matthew asked quietly, “Do you think anyone will remember this year?”
“No,” Matt said bluntly, flipping through channels on the television in a bored manner, “I don’t. We’ll share some cupcakes like we always do, and give each other some silly little thing, okay?”
Matthew sighed, settling down next to his twin. Then he remembered something. “_____ asked us when our birthday was a while ago.” he whispered quietly.
Beside him, Matt tensed. He said through clenched teeth, “Yeah? I remember.”
“She might do something for us. Send us a card...” Matthew said, almost quieter than before.
Matt turned the television off quickly, staring at his more soft spoken, gentler twin. “Don’t get your h
Sexual Tension: England x ReaderWARNING: I swear in this. Get over it, the whole world swears all the time. As I once made an Italian say, “Swearing is good for the soul.”Sexual Tension: England x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
“I take that as a compliment, stuck up bastard!”
“At least I’m civilized, arse!”
“Well, your language begs to differ!”
“Guys, guys, calm down and listen to the hero’s awesome plan!” America interrupted you and England’s bickering.
But both of you turned to him in a rage and yelled, “FAT ASS!” which effectively sent him away to sulk.
I guess all of you must have been pretty boring, and with you taking care of fighting with England, France was dozing off before you screamed. He groggily opened his eyes, calling out, “I disagree with all of you.”
“SHUT IT, FROG!” you and England yelled again, onl
Shoveling: 2p!Canada x ReaderWarning: I swear. Do I even have to say that anymore? Puhhhh... Swearing is good for you! So deal with it.Shoveling: 2p!Canada x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
Matthew woke to the sounds of shoveling snow. He wondered if some kids were shoveling his drive for money. Well, he sure as hell wasn’t going to pay them, he thought, rolling over to find your warmth. Matthew shot up, finding you no where to be seen. “_____!” he called out, kind of worried. You never woke up before him.
There was no sound. Just the constant shoveling that was starting to grind against his last nerve. Throwing open the curtains he prepared to yell at whoever the hell it might have been to go away. But it was you.
He went down the stairs and out the front door. You didn’t hear him and kept on shoveling. “_____.” he said sternly.
“Hey, Mattie.” you said, not stopping.
Matthew frowned, “Don’t call me that.”
“Sorry, Mattie.” you said, grinning, but still not stopping.
He sighed, knowing he co
I taste maple syrup... 2p!Canada x ReaderWarning: I swear in this one too. But I don't give a shit anymore. See, I just swore in a warning about swearing...I taste maple syrup... 2p!Canada x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
Your boyfriend broke away from the kiss with frown on his face. Staring back at him you tried to keep the sheepish look off your face. “Is something wrong, Matt?” you asked.
“We didn’t have pancakes for breakfast.” he said.
Damn it, you thought, he knows.
You just frowned trying to keep an innocent look on your face, “So?”
“I taste maple syrup.” Matthew said, catching your lips again. You knew it might be better to keep your mouth shut, but you couldn’t resist your sexy Canadian boyfriend. When he finally pulled back, he said, “I definitely taste maple syrup.” You nodded on instinct, still lightheaded.
He leaned down and started to kiss your neck, making you moan. “Did you make pancakes without me?” he asked. Unable you speak you just shook your head. “Then what troub
Should I Stay Or Should I Go? Punk!EnglandxReaderWARNING: Punk!Iggy, being sexy as hell, but with quite a potty mouth. Not that you don’t love it, my lovelies. I butt in once, but it’s Prussia’s fault. So don’t judge. And if you don’t like this song, you do not deserve Punk!Iggy, and can just leave. This is classic British Punk, where they took Pop and vomited all over it. Enjoy! ^^Should I Stay Or Should I Go? Punk!EnglandxReader in General Fiction More Like This
Oh and bear with me here, I’m trying to write a French accent this time.
h-> ‘ (feedback on this would be great, is it too hard to read?)
“Bloody frog!” Arthur hollered at the blond fellow that seemed to be diving for treasure in some bimbo’s mouth.
Breaking away with a glare, Francis looked up at the punk. “What is it? Can you not see I’m busy ‘ere?”
“Whatever, slime, I need to chat.” he said, grabbing the fancy blue dress shirt’s collar and dragging him away from the girl who didn’t really seem to care much that she’d lost her
Germany x Sick!ReaderYou lay back on your bed, feeling the effects of your country's depression taking their toll on you. Your economy was in shambles, your government was corrupt, your people were suffering, and it was all piling up to make you horribly ill.Germany x Sick!Reader in General Fiction More Like This
But you were a part of the Axis now, and you were doing everything you could to stay strong for them. The depression you could deal with. You could brush it off and smile away the pain, to make your allies not worry about you. Now that you could barely move, you were worried. What if Germany, the unofficial leader of your little group, now saw you as useless and threw you out in the cold? You were determined to hide this from the others at all costs.
The comforter around you did nothing to ease your chills, and your house was drafty and falling to shreds due to your economic troubles. Then your phone rang out, and you rose to grab it, taking the comforter around your shoulders. After hitting the button, you coughed for a second and watched the blood s
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
CanadaxMusician!ReaderYou hummed along to the song playing on your IPod as you made your way through nearly deserted park. Your breath created little clouds in the cold evening air. The sun was quickly setting now, and you could feel the oncoming snowstorm fast approaching.CanadaxMusician!Reader in Romance More Like This
You pulled your thin jacket more tightly around you. The weathermen had tricked you. They told you it was going to be in the 60s, and only drop to 50 during the night.
50 degrees my frozen ass.
You stopped. There was someone on the path, far enough that you could only make out their basic form. They appeared to be…………twirling?
Your eyebrows knit together and you cocked your head slightly, before jumping slightly when the next song on your IPod started blaring into your ear.
You sighed and kept walking towards the spinning figure. Soon you had caught up with them. Your breath caught in your throat as you watched the man.
He was young, about your age, with blonde hair that swung gently around h
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
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
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 Awesome Pick-Up LinesYou straightened your leather jacket. You looked good, and you felt good, but it was still strange to go from your ‘Pavlov: That name rings a bell” shirt and converse to a leather jacket and black high heels. You sighed.PrussiaxReader Awesome Pick-Up Lines in Romance More Like This
“Do I really have to do this, Eliza?” You pouted at her, but she was adamant.
“Yes. When was the last time you even spoke to a guy? You need to get out more.” She stated matter-of-factly. Eliza was the cause of your transformation. She had dragged you around your house, insisting on picking out your clothes and putting on your makeup. She did a good job, but you weren’t about to admit it.
“Come on!” She had you by the wrist as she dragged you outside.
You leaned against the bar with Eliza, looking down at your drink. Eliza looked at you and rolled her eyes.
“It’s not that hard, (Name). Look.” Eliza walked confidently over to a man further down the bar. The two chatted for one minute
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
EnglandxReader Pillow FortsArthur watched the delicate white flakes drift past the window, thin tendrils of ice snaking over the glass. The world was awash in a swirl of gray-blues and whites, even the trees just beyond his garden frozen and wreathed in ice.EnglandxReader Pillow Forts in Romance More Like This
Arthur sipped his tea, and turned away from the window, sitting on his favorite armchair and opening a book. The fire crackled gently in the grate, warm orange tones dancing over the floor and walls.
Someone pounded on the door, startling Arthur. His book fell to the floor from its perch on his lap, his tea threatening to spill as he lurched forward. After a calming breath, slight irritation set in. Arthur set his tea down as more knocking ensued, and got up. He pulled the door open, shivering against the cold it let in.
“Arthur!” you greeted, pushing past him into the warm house. It was a bit of a hassle, seeing as you were wearing almost every coat and scarf you owned. It was terribly cold.
“(Name)? What are you doing here?” he aske
EnglandxReader Her PowerYou could feel it in your chest, bubbling up to the surface. Your anger was taking over your body. You began to shake uncontrollably, rage showing its ugly head to the man sitting in your living room.EnglandxReader Her Power in Drama More Like This
“What did you just call me?” your voice was deadly quiet, like steel. You struggled to keep your anger at bay.
“I. Called. You. A. Bitch.” You couldn’t believe you had loved this man once.
“So I’m a bitch because you slept around and got some chick pregnant.” Your voice could freeze the sun.
“I don’t have to listen to this.” Your now ex-boyfriend stood up. You stood up as well, reaching for his arm. Why did you reach for his arm? You had no idea, but it was like an uncontrollable impulse.
“Get off me.” He was yelling. A stillness crept over you, and you didn’t let go.
“I am not done talking to you.” Your voice was barely a whisper.
“I said get off.”
His hand flew o
AmericaxReader Stolen TreasuresYou were laughing so hard you almost couldn’t run. Finally you collapsed on the floor, looking back. Your eyes widened as you saw Alfred leap into the air, aiming at you.AmericaxReader Stolen Treasures in Romance More Like This
“Shit!” you screamed between fits of giggles. You managed to stumble out of Alfred’s reach as he landed flat on the ground. Adjusting your grip on your precious cargo, you jumped over the couch, narrowly avoiding Alfred’s grasp, and ran through the house in the opposite direction.
How did you come to be running away from Alfred and laughing madly on a lazy Saturday afternoon? Well, you had stolen his secret stash of hamburgers of course.
You had first found out about Alfred’s stash of hamburgers a few weeks ago after you had attended Arthur’s dinner party. Alfred had invited you over after the dinner party, and needless to say, you were both starving.
You had been sitting on the couch together, playing video games, when you noticed not only that Alfred was taking a bathroom br
CanadaxShyReader ObservedCanada…he was always so quiet always melding into the crowd. You had never seen a man so…so…how can you put it. He wasn’t shy, he was very soft spoken. Yes, he was soft spoken. You usually observed his actions and how he would react to them. How his eyes showed comprehension, and a type of maturity. You’ve tried getting close to him but let’s say…you never truly could. You didn’t know how to approach him, or how to even start a conversation with him. You had a fear deep within your heart that he would reject you. Or that once you got to know each other you would find out that you didn’t get along.CanadaxShyReader Observed in Romance More Like This
It wasn’t until this one day, you were walking alone. Imagining how it would feel if someone was walking next to you. Having a conversation with them, that would make you feel contempt with the day. That’s when you saw him. He was walking down your neighborhood looking exasperated. He was holding a piece of paper in h
RomanoxReader An Awkward Situation Romano never was a happy child. Throughout his childhood he saw his younger brother get appraised for his many talents. But when he tried to find something that he could do. The more the list of things Romano couldn't do became larger. Eventually he stopped trying, because he was afraid that if the list grew even larger. The farther the gap grew between him and his loved ones.RomanoxReader An Awkward Situation in Romance More Like This
When he was taken in by Spain he was afraid of being rejected. So before he could feel the hurt of rejection he rejected Spain. But slowly Romano found himself looking up to the gleeful country of Spain.
When Romano left Spain's house he was saddened, but he was happy. He was happy because he would be spending time with his brother Feliciano. But this silver lining did not last long. His brother had gained new friends, and he spent a great amount of his time with them. Romano found himself alone, like the times in his childhood. When
FelicianoXReader Chocolate Pasta"Feliciano! Where are you hiding from me?!" you looked behind the window curtain. "Boo!" you shouted trying to scare him but to you shock he wasn't there. You then heard a noise coming from the broom closet next to the kitchen. You played it up; trying to trick him into thinking he was safe from your wrath.FelicianoXReader Chocolate Pasta in Romance More Like This
"Felicianoo! Are you in the..." you made ruffling noises with the curtains.
You then shouted, "Feliciano I give up, but when I find you, you’ll be in great trouble mister!" You tipped-toed towards the broom closet, slowly and quietly you reached for the handle. Waiting for your prey to feel safe.
"Ve." you heard Feliciano let out a sigh of relief.
It was the time to pounce; you opened the door slowly letting the light pour into the closet. Like in a horror movie Feli turned slowly. In mid slurp of the chocolate pasta you made him for tomorrow, which was Valentine's Day. There was chocolate sauce all over his f
RussiaXReader In Your Arms You were in Russia's bed, his arms wrapped around you waist. He always did this, he always held you like a teddy bear. But in truth the teddy bear in the relationship was Russia. Russia would come home late sometimes. And usually in those late home arrivals he looked so worn out and tired. His face would show a dull expression, but for some reason every time he saw you he would show you the tiniest of smiles even if he was exhausted. He knew you wouldn't go to sleep until he arrived home. One time he asked you why you waited for him. And you told him that it was because you didn't have your teddy bear with you.RussiaXReader In Your Arms in Romance More Like This
You knew he had an exhausting day, dealing with everything in his country, and dealing with all the other countries. You would hold Russia tight and put your head on his chest, hearing the rhythmic pattern of his large heart. Hearing every breath his lungs would breathe in. You felt him play with your hair. At his touch you looked up int
FranceXReader LiveThe night was illuminated by a haunting blaze. People were murmuring and shouting. I ran towards the crowd, they kept screaming; witch, damnation, sinner. My heart was aching, my head was weary. The people parted as I ran, when I got to the middle...the center of the crowd. I saw...I saw my beloved. She was tied to a stake, her eyes filled with fear. Her wrists were raw from trying to escape. The flames, the fire, consumed everything in it path. I stopped, I didn't know what to do. I couldn't do anything to save her it was to late. I grasped at my heart trying to keep it at bay. I looked at her eyes, she looked in so much pain. She looked at me with tears falling down her face. "It's okay.", she mouthed. She then was bathed in orange. The initial shock faded and left me in despair. I tried reaching out to her, my hand nearing the warmth. "Joan!", the heat of the flames clashed with my tears.FranceXReader Live in Drama More Like This
"I'm so sorry."
"Francis! Francis! Wake up!"
Canada X Reader (France's little sister)Canada X Reader (France's little sister) in General Fiction More Like This
You sat in your room listening to your brother, France, argue with England. 'Oh why can't they just get along?' You thought to yourself with a sigh as you walked down stairs were the pair was.
"Hey, some of us can't hear themselves think because of you two!" You said annoyed making the duo stop and look at you.
"It's his bloody fault," England murmured giving your brother a glare.
"Non! It was him!" Francis said glaring right back at England.
"Ok, ok this is going to go no where fast so why don't you yell me why you were arguing?" You asked and they both looked like they wanted to scream their stories to you do you quickly added, "one at a time!"
"Well this git wants to set you up with Canada," England said making you gasp.
Sure, you loved Canada, he had been your best friend since you two were little and raised by Francis. And sure it was true you a major crush on Canada, but France knew you didn't want to mess up your friendship with Matthew (Canada).
"Well he was going t' set you up
Canada X Reader (England's little sister)Canada X Reader (England's little sister) in General Fiction More Like This
"Hurry up guys I'm about to have to go get him!" You ordered as you watched all the countries busily trying to put up last minute decorations.
Today was your best friend's birthday and you wanted it to be completely special for him, especially since most of the other countries always either forgot he existed, or they confused him for his brother, America. You stood in the center of the room watching all the other countries helping out, even your older brother, England, who was the world's worst about forgetting Canada.
"I don't know what the bloody big deal is," England mumbled as he helped France put up a birthday banner.
"Lighten up Angleterre (England), you're just mad that you 'ave no one under you," France said smirking as he glanced across the room at where you were standing.
"I still have _____________ frog face!" England said glaring at him making you sigh.
"Will you two please stop it?! This is Canada's special day and I don't want it ruine
Japan X Reader (America's little cousin)Japan X Reader (America's little cousin) in General Fiction More Like This
You looked at your older cousin for once disgusted with him. He was planning on bombing Japan for what Japan trying to destroy Pearl Harbor. You understood that this was the middle of WW2 (World War 2), but it still didn't make you like any of this at all. You hated war and you hated that your cousin was fighting with his old friend, Japan. And it didn't help that you knew Japan hadn't wanted to hurt America, his boss made him, but no, America wanted revenge, and he wanted it big time.
You, Japan, and America had all hung out just days before the war begun and even then you knew something was off about both of them. You tried to hold back you tears as you remembered the last time you had spoken to Japan, and you knew you had to help him now, he'd do it for you.
"America please! You can't do this to Kiku (Japan)!" You begged using Japan's human name to try and help Alfred (America) remember that Japan was his friend and that this would hurt him
Switzerland X Reader (England's little sister)Switzerland X Reader (England's little sister) in General Fiction More Like This
You smiled as you say down beside your two best friends, Lily (Lichtenstein) and her older brother Vash (Switzerland). Currently the three of you were doing like you did everyday at Hetalia High, sitting together at lunch and just having a great time, well you were that is until your older brother Arthur (England) came and snatched you up and away from the table earning a dirty look from Vash and a terrified one from Lily.
"What have I bloody told you about talking to that bloody frog's cousin?" Arthur asked clearly annoyed that you were with his 'mortal enemy's' family.
"Vash and Lily are my best friends and besides, they don't claim Francis (France) much anyways," you said giving him a dirty look yourself. "Therefore you shouldn't have a bloody problem with my choice in friends, at least my friends don't try and strip me any chance they get."
"That bloody frog is NOT my friend!" Arthur almost yelled and you sighed growing annoyed and tired o
Russia X Reader (America's little sister)Russia X Reader (America's little sister) in Romance More Like This
"Come on ____________," Your brother America, otherwise known as Alfred F. Jones to you, called.
"I'm coming," you said sprinting down the stairs to meet him. "Do I really have to go to this meeting big brother? I'm only a state after all," you said sighing.
Truth be told, you wanted to go to the meeting to see him, the guy who no one understood and who none of the allies really liked, but then again it meant you had to see Arthur (England) and you knew he would be in a bad mood again.
"Of course you do Alaska," he said calling you your state name, "now come on before we're late."
"When are we not late?" You asked laughing at your brother.
"When the hero, that'd be me, doesn't feel like making a grand entrance duh!" Alfred said grinning.
"Which is never," you said rolling your eyes as you both headed for the world meeting that was to be held in your other brother's country, Canada.
***Time skip to the meeting***
Well, as expected, Alfred and you arrived twenty minutes late to the world
Iceland X reader (Russia's little sister)Iceland X reader (Russia's little sister) in Profiles More Like This
You sat in your room waiting for Iceland to get here. It was the first of the month, a time when your big brother Russia (also known as Ivan to you) usually gave Iceland some money to help out his country. You didn't know why, but lately you couldn't get Iceland out of your mind, but you couldn't dare let he or big brother find out. Everyone else had left you, and Ivan hadn't become the easiest to live with since he was usually drunk now, but you didn't want to be like your sisters Belarus and Ukraine, you wanted to try and stay with big brother.... but he sure wasn't making that decision an easy one.... you heard a knock on the front door and I ran to get it.
"I've got it!" You called slowing down to a walk before you opened the door to find Iceland standing on the porch. "O-oh hello Iceland, c-come in." You said shyly before you let him in.
"H-hello ________," Iceland said kindly as he walked in.
"Is that Iceland?" Russia's voice called from upstairs.
"Da," You called quietly.
Finland X Reader (Sweden's little sister)Finland X Reader (Sweden's little sister) in General Fiction More Like This
You hummed quietly to yourself as you continued decorating for your favorite holiday: Christmas. You loved Christmas as did your best friend Finland (I mean come how how could he not love it, he's Santa!). You felt your face blushing as you thought of your next friend, but you quickly shrugged it off as you hung the stockings.
"One for big brother Sweden- I just hope he likes my decorating- one for little Sealand, one for me, and finally one for Finland," you thought to yourself as you hung them up.
"Aunty _____________! Aunty _____________! Can I help you finish decorating? Please?" A tiny voice asked from behind you and you turned to see your nephew Sealand, who your big brother Sweden had adopted- well if buying someone on eBay counts as adopting that is. You smiled before happily nodding.
"Yay!" Sealand cheered. "Wait for Christmas don't we need a Christmas tree?"
"Well-er- yes, but I doubt I can carry a tree past big brother, I'm surprised he's
Papa France x Baby Reader (part 1)Papa France x Baby Reader (part 1) in General Fiction More Like This
France sighed to himself as he walked slowly to the world meeting. He knew he was going to be late to the world meeting, but he didn't care. If it was left up to him he wouldn't even be going to this stupid meeting in the First place since it was to be held in the one place he couldn't stand: England. But alas, France's boss was making him attend today so he walked on slowly, the less time he had to deal with England the better.
France finally saw the meeting hall and was about to walk in when something caught his attention. The faint sound of a child crying. France thought he was going crazy at first, in fact he was sure he was since it was getting close to the time of the year when he lost Canada to England and that always upset him to think about and remember. He looked around confused before he found a basket with a tiny baby wailing inside of it.
He looked around confused. Who would leave a poor child in the ally?! He picked up the baby w
Germany X Reader (Italy's twin sister) part 2Germany X Reader (Italy's twin sister) part 2 in General Fiction More Like This
It had been almost two weeks since Germany had pulled the trigger. Two weeks that you never left his side, even if he hadn't woken up since Japan did emergency surgery on him. Japan tried to assure you he was getting better, but you still felt horrible and responsible for the whole thing. Feli didn't know that Germany had tried to kill himself, you and Japan had told him a small lie and blamed the allies. You couldn't bare to tell him the truth and hurt him anymore.
You sat beside the bed, watching Germany afraid that if your eyes left him even for a second, that he would just disappear. You heard an awful wailing noise and looked around for a cat, but you soon figured out the noise was coming from your sobs. Why hadn't Germany woke up yet? You thought you were going crazy when you heard a groan escape his lips, but when he opened his blue eyes and fixed then upon you, you knew either he was finally awake, or that this was just some cruel drea
Spain X Reader (Romano's twin sister)Spain X Reader (Romano's twin sister) in General Fiction More Like This
"Hey amigos (friends)!" Spain called waking both you and your twin brother, Romano, up.
"What-a do you want you tomato loving bas-" Romano started to yell before Spain cut him off.
"It snowed!" Spain said excitedly as you looked at him like he was crazy from where you sat on the couch.
"What-a are you talking about?" you grumbled since you weren't very happy he had woken you up from your nap.
Spain, or Toni as you called him when you weren't in a bad mood, sighed impatiently before he laced his hand in yours and pulled you up off the couch. You looked at him like he was crazy, but deep down inside you were curious as to what he had to show you. You were a tough cookie to crack sometimes; being Romano's twin made you want to act like him, always grumpy or fussing, but really once you got underneath all of that coldness, you found a really sweet, caring girl, much like her younger brother, Italy. You were so caught up in wondering about yourself you d
Canada x reader: anger managementCanada x reader: anger management in Romance More Like This
Canada x reader: anger management
Tonight you were going to Alfred's house for a party that you have been look forward to all week. You had spent most of the day cleaning yourself up and preparing for this night. You had decided to wear skinny jeans, a solid (f/c) t-shirt, and some flats with a little bows on the tongue. And like that you were off to Alfred's!
The clock red 9:00pm in your car as you pulled up in front. You could already hear the noise from inside and that meant noise complaints you thought, but didn't care. You get out of your car and walk up to the front step. You don't bother to knock and you let yourself in. You were immediately bombarded with loud laughter and music. This hurts your ears, but you didn't care about this either. It's been forever since you have seen Alfred, Matthew, or the rest of them because they were having meetings upon meetings for the last few months. You greet all your friends with hugs. Yes, you even hugged Francis quickly, just for the heck
Scotland x Maid readerScotland x Maid reader in Romance More Like This
As you walk up to the front step of the huge house your only thoughts were ones of stress. Today was your first day as being the Kirkland's maid/ governess. Once you were hired you soon found out that the Kirkland family was pretty broken. The parents are never around to raise their children because they work all the time and on top of all that there are all of the divorces and remarriages that this family has gone through. You true felt bad for this dis functional family.
You ring the doorbell twice and wait at the door with your luggage. To your surprise you were greeted by what looks like a 7 year old boy. He had messy blonde hair, bushy eyebrows and was wearing a dark green cloak. You kneel down to his height.
“Hi there, my name is ____. Who are you?” you question with a friendly smile and a sweet voice. You stretch out your hand to make this greeting more formal.
“Hi, I'm Arthur.” the boy replied with a giggle while shaking your hand. He eyed your bags with
Canada x Reader: JealousYou wait anxiously at the airport, biting you lip as you look up at the flight board. It tells you that the airplane from Ontario, Canada is due to arrive in a quarter of an hour, delayed by some nasty weather.Canada x Reader: Jealous in Romance More Like This
You are waiting for your childhood best friend, Matthew Williams. He is the half-brother of the most annoying guy in the world, Alfred F. Jones, and he lives in Canada with his father while Alfred lives here in the United States with their mother. Al's the older one.
But Matt's the sweeter one. He's so quiet and innocent and cute, and no one ever notices him but you, of course.
Every summer vacation, he comes down here for two weeks to spend time with his family (his mother and Al) and with you.
He's your best friend.
You play with the hem of your shirt, twisting it back and forth as you impatiently wait. You shift your eyes to Alfred who is standing in front of a McDonald's that is inside the airport, ordering food for the both of you. Their mother has to work, so she can'
Canada x Reader Request"Do it, bro."Canada x Reader Request in Romance More Like This
"C'mon, yo! She's gonna say yes! Do it! Ask her!"
"Alfred just just leave me alone "
Alfred F. Jones sighs as he sits back, watching you pass. His half-brother, Matthew Williams, had the absolute biggest crush on you and he has had this crush for nearly two years.
But Matthew is painfully shy. He talks to you but not much. He can't help it. You just make him nervous, and you're way out of his league, anyway. Besides, he's pretty sure that you only talk to him because Alfred is always with him.
"So, what if I set y'all two up in a date?" Alfred asks, continuing to watch you.
"Alfred don't," Matthew whispers as he looks down at his feet. "She'll never go for a guy like me."
Matthew and Alfred are talking about you; you can tell because they keep glancing over at you.
Matt's blushing again, and your insides start tickling. Mattie is just about the most adorable guy you've ever met, and he is so, so sweet. He's too cute to be rea
Canada x Reader: Nice Guys Finish LastYou look up when Matthew Williams enters, smiling. You've had a crush on him for the longest of times, but you're way too shy to tell him that. Besides, he doesn't seem interested in you. He's really nice to you, but that's only during the rare occurrences of him actually talking to you. Besides, you already have a boyfriend; he's the ever so stoic Berwald Oxenstierna who seems like he can't give you the time of day.Canada x Reader: Nice Guys Finish Last in Romance More Like This
No one ever notices Matthew, but the funny thing is that you'd wish he'd notice you.
You're just an afterthought to him, the person he bumps into in the middle of the road by accident.
So you lower your gaze, letting your smile fade.
This is why you're with Berwald; he asked you to be his girlfriend, and since you're never going to get Matthew to ever notice you, at least romantically, you told yourself to move on and date him.
Too bad Berwald spends more time with Tino Väinämöinen, his best friend, and he doesn't even text you or call you or visit but once
Canada x Reader: Good DayCanada x Reader: Good Day in Romance More Like This
You glanced over at the quiet Canadian. You always noticed him, aimlessly painting on his canvas. His violet eyes appeared melancholic beneath his glasses, but his painting involved such rich, bright colors, it was hard to imagine the boy could be so…down.
And you knew exactly why.
Your hand tensed, and you ended up smearing the red paint on your brush in the wrong spot. With a sigh, you decided to place down your brush and ask to go to the bathroom pass.
Sitting next to Matthew Williams just made you depressed.
It felt like walking to the bathroom was taking forever, even if it was just around the corner. The hall seemed to lengthen, your attention captured by all the paintings and the mural and everything.
And what Mattie had done.
Your feet stopped moving when you got to the stairs, the ones just halfway down this hall. It had happened here, during third lunch. The door had been propped open, held with two heavy English IV textbooks. You had gone up to see your English teache
Canada x Reader: First Time"Hey, (name) do you wanna play the pocky game?" Matthew whispered, opening the door to your room.Canada x Reader: First Time in Romance More Like This
You typed away on your lap top, attempting to finish this damn essay that was due on Monday. It was only Friday evening, but you didn't want this essay to spoil your weekend. Besides, it had been raining all day, and the weekend was expected to have clear skies, so you figured that a rainy day called for finishing this up.
"Sure," you answered the blond as you continued to type away, talking about Fredo's tone.
And then you froze.
Matthew Williams just asked you to play the pocky game.
You looked up from your screen, sitting up quickly. "What's the pocky game?"
Matthew's face suddenly decided to camouflage in with his red hoodie, and you managed to pull a confused look at his expression as you tried desperately not to blush.
"U-uh well, it's a game with pocky. T-the s-sn-snack." He showed you a brand new box of pocky, not even opened yet. You nodded slowly,
Denmark x Reader: SweeterThe the sun is so bright you find yourself thinking as you open your eyes to the white sky as your heart pounds against your skull. Your body hurts terribly. And why does it smell like a Danish?Denmark x Reader: Sweeter in Romance More Like This
Fear creeps throughout your body, and you shoot up, realizing that the "white sky" is the ceiling and the bright sun is only coming in through the windows thrown wide-open. And the aroma of apple Danish is coming from the kitchen but it isn't your kitchen. You're not even in your own room, your own house.
And your head hurts. You've only once ever experienced this crappy feeling, and with the lack of memories of last night, your assumptions are confirmed: this must be a hangover.
As you take in the room, you instantly know where you are when you peer around the messy room, and then you throw the covers off your body to make sure you are still fully-clothed.
You're not. You're wearing your panties and bra, but you're also wearing a large, oversized T-shirt, and
Canada X Mermaid!Reader REQUESTCanada X Mermaid!Reader REQUEST in Romance More Like This
Music music is playing but it isn't like the one back home. How why are you even in here?
Where are you?
You open your eyes to the starry sky which is supposed to be a good thing but you're not floating in the water.
You can no longer feel the heaviness of your tail because it isn't there. In its place are these two, odd, skinny things "legs", as humans call them. You can't possibly understand how they can do anything on these pathetic, little sticks. You use your arms to sit up on this boat thing.
There is a boat on a ship. Actually, there are many of these boats on this ship. That doesn't even make sense.
Last night, your friends and you were joking around as you followed this big cruise ship. They dared you to go into the ship and bring back a piece of evidence of something manmade, so you did. It was hard at first, considering your arms needed to be able to support the weight of your heavy tail, but you managed to get onto the boat without anyone
Norway x Reader: It's YouHis locker nearly slammed into your face.Norway x Reader: It's You in Romance More Like This
You caught yourself just in time, staring up at the blond. Lukas Bondevik just barely glanced at you before he returned those dull, blue eyes to the inside of his locker, pulling out his history textbook.
“Are you going to stand there all day?” he asked you, but he sounded very monotone, and he didn’t even look at you while he spoke. Lukas, instead, leafed through a notebook, trying to locate something. “Something might hit you in the head if you don’t move,” he continued, and you wondered if he only said that because he had nearly knocked you out with his locker door.
You turned away from him, quickly opening your own locker and taking out your English textbook. “Thanks for worrying about my wellbeing,” you murmured as you located your English binder.
“Please don’t confuse it with worry,” Lukas answered, and he continued to keep his tone as blasé as possible. It was as if
Spain x Reader: RejectionHere she is.Spain x Reader: Rejection in Romance More Like This
Here is another girl confessing her love to Antonio Fernández Carriedo, who is just about your best friend. And it probably doesn't help that he is, like, one of the most popular guys in school, and it's probably because of how he is Spanish, how optimistic he is, and how he happens to have just about the cutest butt out of all the guys in the whole entire school.
Yep. That last reason is definitely a reason.
And the poor girl is probably going to get rejected but she is going to cry for about two days and then return to say that it's okay, she understands. And she hopes to at least be friends.
And he'll smile and say yes.
Happens every time.
"H-hey, Antonio?" she asks softly, holding her hands gently. She is about three shades darker than the tomato Antonio holds in his hand, the one only seconds ago, he was about to eat. And then she interrupted his daily practice. "Antonio, you should know that I I love you!" She holds out a brown paper bag from the marke
Norway x Reader: Subtle ThingsHe is sleeping.Norway x Reader: Subtle Things in Romance More Like This
You are being a total creep and playing with the end of his detached curl; yep, detached curl. He's weird like that.
Well, you're weird for you for creepily playing with his hair while he sleeps. But in all honesty, you're bored. You're sitting on the ground in front of his face, and his face is towards yours. You're sitting close to him so you can't keep your eyes on the curl at all times. You have no idea how it can stay detached. It freaks you out and makes you like him even more.
You blush when you think of that because you're still getting used to the idea that Lukas Bondevik is your boyfriend. You're still getting used to the fact that he completely feels the same way back, even if he has a funny way of showing it.
Truth be told, you asked him out, and he said yes, of course. You're not like one of those typical females that get so worried about friendships getting ruined or being rejected. You're assertive, dammit!
Though, honestly, most people
CIRL CanadaxReader"Today is Friday. I have no classes today," you sang happily to yourself, skipping around your apartment. Excited at the prospect of a three day weekend, as you always were, you jumped on the couches in your living room. Nothing was better than being able to choose when you did and didn't have classes. One of the many reasons you preferred college to high school.CIRL CanadaxReader in Romance More Like This
A metaphorical light bulb went off over your head. You should take a bath! A bubble bath, at that! You haven't taken one in a long time, and today was the perfect opportunity to relax.
Squealing in delight, you ran to your bedroom and quickly threw off all of your clothes. You didn't even bother grabbing your robe. I mean, you lived by yourself, and it's not like people could just materialize out of nowhere.
You dashed down the hall and into the bathroom, turning on the fan and shutting the door. You quickly plugged the drain and started the hot water. Turning to look at the shelf above the toilet, you debated on which scent t
CIRL ChibiCanadaxReaderNostalgia was hitting you hard. You were starting to run out of room for things in your apartment and had decided that it was probably about time you gutted the place. You just hadn’t realized that you would basically be reliving your whole life while you were at it.CIRL ChibiCanadaxReader in General Fiction More Like This
And so here you were, playing old video games, reading old books, messing around with old toys, and pushing off actually getting rid of anything. You had to wonder how you managed to forget about half of this stuff. You’d had such awesome toys as a kid! Part of you really wanted to keep all of this so you could show your kids whenever you had some. But you also knew that this stuff was just taking up space at this point, so at least some of it had to go.
A sigh escaped you as you started sorting everything into piles. One pile for things that needed thrown out, another for things to give away, and one for things that you wanted to keep. But gosh you were going to have a hard time figuring out what things to put
Growing Up CanadaxReaderA quiet sigh escaped you as you flopped down on the hill behind your house. This was the first moment of relaxation you’d gotten all week. In a few days, you would be moving out of your parents’ house into your very first apartment. You were finally going to be on your own, a fact that partially terrified you because it meant you were growing up. You were really truly going to be an adult. But despite that you couldn’t wait to get everything set up in your new place, although the packing up bit was slowly killing you.Growing Up CanadaxReader in Romance More Like This
BOOM! CRASH!! BANG!!!
…Especially when Alfred decided to help.
You groaned and rolled onto your stomach before pushing yourself up and heading back inside.
“Alfred, if I have to go buy another dresser because of you, I am not going to be happy,” you called out as you stepped inside. A nervous chuckle was all you heard before the sound of someone dashing out of your front door reached your ears.
“Sorry about him, (Name),
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?”
Accidental Confession PrussiaxReader“The world is out to get me, I swear,” you growled to yourself as you flopped down onto Ludwig’s couch. You’d finally gotten the courage to tell Gilbert that you had feelings for him, but everyone and their mother decided that today would be the perfect day to follow you around and interrupt you each time you tried. And the whole world, literally, was on your shoulders. Every other frickin’ country knew you were trying to confess and wanted to know how it was going. But each time one of them came to bother you about it, they ended up causing such a disruption that you couldn’t go through with it.Accidental Confession PrussiaxReader in Romance More Like This
Part of you had to wonder if they were doing this on purpose, because seriously their timing was too perfect. Thinking back on all your attempts, you were honestly freaked out about just how all of your friends managed to pop up during your attempted confessions.
“Uh, h-hey, Gil?”
The cocky Prussian turned with a grin
CIRL AmericaxReaderYou loved your friends. You really did. But it annoyed you to no end when they would constantly bring up your lack of a love life. Why were you required to have a boyfriend or, at the very least, a love interest? Why couldn't you be happy being single?CIRL AmericaxReader in Romance More Like This
Sighing ruefully, you had to admit. You did get jealous of them and their boyfriends sometimes. But it's not like being single was the end of the world!
You muttered darkly to yourself about stupid friends, your current status as a "forever alone-r," and not having a giant cake of chocolate to drown yourself in. Because giant chocolate cake solves all of the problems, ever. But since you didn't have cake, you'd have to content yourself with whatever was in your apartment.
You slipped your key into the doorknob and entered your quiet apartment.
"Maybe I should get a pet," you mused, flicking on the lights and going to the kitchen. And so began your epic quest in the search for the perfect solve-all-your-lady-problems food. But unfo
CIRL Male!BelarusxReaderYou hummed happily as you walked home, a skip in your step. You'd just gone to the grocery store and found that the ingredients for your favorite meal were almost all on sale, so you stocked up, intending to make that meal tonight. And when good food was in your future, your mood was always kicked up a couple notches on the happy scale.CIRL Male!BelarusxReader in Romance More Like This
Swinging your bags, you made your way inside and began putting away your groceries. You smiled and pulled out the recipe and everything you would need. Nothing could bring you down right now.
You began humming again and started cutting up your ingredients, lightly swaying back and forth.
A hand grabbed your shoulder, making you scream and whip around pointing your knife at whoever was there. You almost dropped the utensil when you locked eyes with the man. He stared at the knife in a bored manner and then glared at you, causing you to flinch back a little bit.
"Where is Anya? Tell me now!" he growled, taking a step closer to you. You stared at him befor
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
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“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
Standing Up For Love CanadaxReaderMatt was always a shy guy, even as a kid. And anyone who knew him knew that he was not typically one to approach others. The few times in his life that he did, he almost fainted and stayed cooped up in his house for almost a week to recover from the experience. As a result, he was rarely noticed by others and had caught on at a young age that he was practically invisible.Standing Up For Love CanadaxReader in Romance More Like This
So when a little seven year old you approached him at recess and asked to be friends, he immediately burst into tears.
You two had been best friends ever since.
But as the two of you got older, Matt realized that it wasn’t enough for him. Yes, he loved being your best friend and he was so glad that you held such an important place in his life. But it just…wasn’t what he wanted. He wanted more.
He wasn’t sure when things had changed. When had your smile started making his heart beat so fast? Why did it seem like something about you brightened whenever you saw him? When did he start wishin
SS Comfy Bed (Werewolf!2p!CanadaXReader)Lycanthrope, more commonly known as werewolf. Men with the ability to turn themselves into wolves. Transform and howl at the full moon which occurs only once every lunar month.SS Comfy Bed (Werewolf!2p!CanadaXReader) in Romance More Like This
Weakness; silver bullets and maple syrup.
Avoid; making subject angry as they become violent, same happens when subject is flustered.
Are extremely protective of chosen mate and eventual pups.
You smiled at your small, weather-beaten notebook drowsily, already knowing the contents and your meticulous adjustments off by heart. Before the buzzing alarm managed to go off, you performed the intricate dance that was a match against time, involving a stubborn button that had been beaten too many times before. After the few sleepy moments of combat, you half-mumbled a cheer of victory that succeeded in rousing the naked strawberry-blonde beside you.
A grumble that sounded like your petname was sent in your direction, whilst his calloused hands searched around for your waist. Having found
Breaking the unbreakable rule(FranceXReader)“Sorry, but errr, I kind of need to go to class now.” You apologized sheepishly, rubbing your neck when your fanclub groaned in protest. You didn’t really understand why you’d gained such a following in school, well if anything it was because you didn’t understand why people liked you that they liked you.Breaking the unbreakable rule(FranceXReader) in Romance More Like This
You weren’t conceited in any way, innocent and but a tad naive and they loved you for it.
“I’m so sorry!” You cried, making a dash for it. After a bit of a chase, your fans scattered as they too needed to get to class.Flinging the door to your class open, you started apologizing immediately. “I’m so, so sorry I’m late sir!”
The teacher sighed, but as he knew as most did about your predicament, he merely pinched the bridge of his nose. “Just take your seat already.”
Smiling in relief you sat down, slinging your bag from your shoulder onto the floor next to you. When the door opened again, you glan
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.
Sleepwalking (SwedenXReader)You closed your eyes, your tiredness taking you over. You hadn’t gotten a proper night’s sleep for a straight week now and you could seriously say it was taking a toll on your body. Dozing on your bed was the only rest you got recently.Sleepwalking (SwedenXReader) in Romance More Like This
Though you had sleepwalked when you were younger, for some reason you were getting more tired from your nightly activities. Sighing, you rolled on your back as you thought of a solution.
Maybe ask if someone wanted to sleep with you? Then maybe they’d be able to stop you from conducting night-time walks which left you with aching feet and a splitting headache?
But who could you ask for something like that? As you slowly opened your eyes again, you saw an ornament on your window-sill. A little wooden horse, painted red seemed to beckon you closer and you gently picked it up.
The Dala horse Berwald got me? You thought to yourself then grinned, having found an answer to your problem. Berwald!
“So you just want me to sleep with you?&
Sleeping positions (RomaniaXReader)Blearily you blinked your eyes open, the familiar warm feeling as always present. Glancing down you confirmed what you’d suspected. Vladimir breathed out softly, his hair ruffled up completely and several curls sticking out from it.Sleeping positions (RomaniaXReader) in Romance More Like This
He tightened his arms around you, snuggling his face deeper into your chest. Blushing slightly, you stroked his hair, attempting to at least straighten out some of it. You always seemed to end up in this position, no matter how you’d started the night before.
It didn’t seem that comfortable to you; his head was nowhere near his cushion and he was practically buried underneath the cover.
It was an adorable habit of his though, one you weren’t going to break anytime soon. As your musing continued, you smiled at him and due to his sleeping face you guessed he was still deeply in dreamland.
Well you were wrong.
“Ouch!” You squeaked, glaring down at the Romanian. “What was that for?”
He carried on nibbling on your
Get to sleep (Sick!2p!EnglandXReader)Oliver panted in his sleep, cringing when you pressed a damp flannel to his forehead. His face was red and his strawberry blond hair stuck to his forehead in places. Sighing, you felt his temperature again. It hadn’t changed since the previous time, when you’d checked it two hours ago.Get to sleep (Sick!2p!EnglandXReader) in Romance More Like This
“How are you feeling Ollie?” You asked, stroking some of his hair away from his eyes. At first he mumbled something incoherent, coughing when his words stuck in his throat. After you’d helped him regain his breath, he smiled at you and tried to speak again.
“I feel hot.” He managed to stutter between hacking coughs, clutching his sore throat when he panted. “I’ll get you some more medicine, alright?” You told him, pushing him back into the pillows without waiting for him to answer.
Oliver watched you leave the room, smiling weakly. Why were you being so nice to him? He wondered drowsily, his eyes sliding shut against his own will. You were just
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It had arrived....
Francis’ worst possible nightmare.
The British kid sitting on your lap was grinning widely at you as he bounced up and down. Why now? Why today, it being the day he’d wanted to be with you all alone and who knew, maybe get a little more intimate than usual?
Francis slumped on the coffee table, his blond hair splayed around his head like a halo. He pouted, his temple resting against the cover of a few glossy magazines, though his breath was making his cheek stick onto them.
“And they even had unicorns!” The blond sitting on you, stood up and used his hands as he described what he’d seen at the fantasy forest. “Is that so?” You murmured, smiling at him brightly and indicating for him to continue his tale.
Francis’ expression soured. That smile should have been aimed at him!
“Yeah! And they even had leprechauns and fauns and-“ Art
Failing voice (FranceXReader)There you were. Francis’s breathing instantly starting quickening and his flashy suit was making him feel constricted. The bouquet he was holding starting slipping from his now sweaty grasp so he laid them on the table he was waiting for you at. He watched as you turned a couple of times, your beautiful eyes searching for where he was.Failing voice (FranceXReader) in Romance More Like This
He could have raised a hand to tell you he was there, but for a moment he was absolutely entranced by you. The way you looked for him, almost desperately when you still couldn’t find him, it set his body on fire.
He honestly had no idea why it was that you had such an effect on him, but he couldn’t deny what he felt. It was something much more than carnal lust, something infinitely more complex than the bodily desires he’d always experienced when around other women.
When he was around you he felt the inexplicable urge to hold you tightly against his chest, stroke your silken hair gently and count the beats of your heart. To kiss e
Button mashing (GermanyXReader)“You ready?”Button mashing (GermanyXReader) in Romance More Like This
“I was born ready.” You told your albino friend with a smirk which he mirrored deviously. “So be it zhen!” With that comment the match started and you both begun to pummel each other’s character.
The button mashing that commenced would have made even Alfred stare at in admiration and shock. Unfortunately though at the last moment Gilbert’s man kicked at ‘your’ legs, making you fall to the ground and as such you lost.
“The usual stakes?” You muttered with a grimace. Snickering like a happy dog, he grinned and nodded. “Great...”
The stakes you always played with were these: if you lost, you had to take an item of clothing off. Kind of like strip poker, but then without the card game and a videogame in its place. So without further ado, you unzipped your hoodie and dropped it to the side.
Goosebumps spread across your skin like wildfire on the forest floor. The room the two of you were sitting
Jealous Dane on the loose (DenmarkXReader)You walked down the hall, hand-in-hand with your boyfriend. And let me tell you, it hadn't been easy to snag one. As you and Mathias were almost always together, lots of people assumed that the two of you were an item.Jealous Dane on the loose (DenmarkXReader) in Romance More Like This
And as such, not a lot of boys really approached you. Those who did however, almost instantly started liking you. You got their hints; their prolonged gazes at you, the way they always touched your shoulder or arm when they had the chance. And often you'd get together with them.
And they would always leave. Always. And you'd never know the reason why.
You kissed your boyfriend on the cheek, waving at him as you went to your own class. He smiled as if in a dream; how on earth had he been able to get a girl as good as you? When he crossed the hallway to his own classroom, he was suddenly pulled back, his head hitting the lockers behind him hard.
"So you're the new one eh?" The blond Dane gripped your boyfriend by the throat, hoisting him up off the floor. Mathias smirked a
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"Hey Matthew?" You quietly asked as you softly knocked on his door, and stepping on to the maple hard-wood floor.
"O-Oh h-hey, _____." The quiet Canadian stuttered upon your arrival.
"What's up?" You asked awkwardly standing in the middle of the red and white room, Kumajiro was happily napping in Matthew's lap.
"N-Nothing, j-just thinking." He shyly said looking down at the sleeping bear. "Y-You can sit down. O-Only i-if you want t-to though."
"Well you seemed pretty deep in thought, you can tell me you know right?" You stated placing your hand on his and sitting next to him, a rosy blush spread across the Canadian's usually pale cheeks.
"T-The other countries didn't notice me at the meeting again." He whispered.
''I'm sorry Mattie." You sadly sad resting your head on the blushing Canadian's shoulder.
"D-Do you want to know something _-_____?" He stuttered again.
"Yeah, sure what?" You asked gazing into his tear filled violet hued eyes.
"I-I h-have often d-dreamed of a place, w-w
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You could see him, even though no one else could. You know what he's been through, but all the credit is given to Britain. He's your hero, but his brother is already self proclaimed. His own mother nations can't see him even after all he's done for them. America will waltz in and suddenly he's proclaimed the hero, only because he became fed up with the Germany, not because he was going to support his mother country.
His own brother has tried to take him over, more than once. The fear never left his mind. Russia had owned a part of him at one time, now his brother does. He can't even call it part of him anymore. Another part of him wants to leave for the part is fed up with having their rights taken away, till this day that part still wants leave.
His land is the second largest in the world, but still is never recognized. The only time people usually see him is when they need his resources, his soldiers. Being as kind as he is, he always gave into helping.
"Hey Matthew." You whispered a
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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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"Quite a temper you got on you for such a neutral person." You sneered looking out through a large window. The rain droplets had tiny races to the bottom, streaking the pane with water streaks.
"Quite a mouth you got for a dumb girl," Vash retorted as he angrily stomped around the den.
"At least I don't go shooting random people." You retorted as you turned to face the Swiss man.
"I do it to protect myself and my sister!" he stood up facing you, his blood full of rage.
"What about me? During the War of Flames? Didn't seem to protect me at all." You snapped.
"I wasn't going to take sides," he replied.
"Yeah, I got that," you sighed turning to face the window again.
A sheet of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the dark forest that surrounded Vash's house. You sighed again resting your head on the cold window pain. A few tears running down your face, as you starred out into the dark stormy night.
This had been one of the many fights you and Vash have had recently. Your relati
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It was Autumn, the birds were chirping and the trees' leaves were falling. You loved the fall, the nights are getting longer and there was just a certain smell that made you smile. Your friends have been prompting you from summer to go on dates more and maybe find Mr. Right. Yet, you hated most of the guys who go to your school anyway. They are either arrogant, scary or just plain annoying.
Your friend Eliza was lucky she had Roderich, he is a nice guy, even though he was a short temper. Your friends have tried to set you on many dates before but they never seemed to work out. First they tried a guy named Gilbert, he was cute but really full of himself. The second was a Spaniard named Antonio who was indeed nice, just not for you. Then there was Francis, the Frenchman all the girls loved, sadly for him you weren't one of them.
"So how was your date with Francis?" Your friend Eliza eagerly asked as she caught you on your way to the courtyard.
"I didn't go on one." You smirked continued
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"Well Ms. Everdeen, would you like to accompany me to the theatre tonight?" Your friend Arthur read off the paper in front of him.
"I-I, I cant do this!" You yelled crestfallen tossing your script to the ground and moping on the soft grass below you.
You and your for friends Arthur, Matthew, Francis and Alfred were all sitting on the lush field in a nearby park. The clouds painted the sky like fluffy marshmallows, birds chirped and squirrels scattered around clambering up trees. Arthur had been trying to help you with your lines for the past hour and you just couldn't seem to get the lines down.
"Ma Cherie, of course you can." Francis cooed from beside you, pulling you down to him and holding you close to him.
"Why did they cast me as the lead? I can't pull this off." You quietly said, hiding your face from the four pairs of eyes that were on you.
"Dude! You were amazing at your audition! You'll do fine, it's probably Arthur throwing you off-"
"You wanker! It is not!"
"I'll be your her
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"I'll see you later." Your friend Mathias said as he kissed your cheek and handed you a white flower.
"Bye." You smiled as he walked off to go see the other Nordics.
You sighed as you examined the flower in your hands. You were at a park sitting on the edge of a large foutain that inhabited the middle of the park.
"Hey _____!" You heard a voice called you turned to see your friend Elizaveta running towards you carrying her usual frying pan.
"Hey Eliza." You smiled weakly, she came and sat next to you, resting the frying pan by her feet.
"What's wrong?" She sighed knowingly.
"I think you know." You sighed, smelling the flower Mathias gave you.
"I remember when you absolutely hated his guts." She laughed recalling the first day you met Mathias.
"Hey! Don't blame me! You know I just went through a really bad break up, he was exactly like most guys! Hell he still is!" You defended.
"Ah but ____, that's not how I remember it." Eliza laughed.
It was the first day back to school, it
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"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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You, like most of the other nations in your school's Nations Club have become terrified of a certain Russian named Ivan. He was extremely tall and intimidating, always trying to 'become one' with the other nations in the club. Alfred has planted many rumours into your mind, and you sadly you began to believe them.
"Hey! ___! Dude!" You heard your loud American friend yell.
"Hey Alfred. How was the meeting?" You asked looking up at him.
"None of the other nations like my idea of a hero, again." Alfred stated sadly. "Why weren't you there?"
"Aw, poor hero." You mockingly cooed. "And I had to finish up Science homework last night." A bell then rang in the distance. "Shit, I got to get to Science. I'll see you in History!"
"Bro! Watch out for Ivan!" The American warned as you ran down the hall.
You ran down the hall, all the way to the Science wing of your school. You couldn't afford to be late for science again, or your teacher would chew you out for sure. Your teacher was giving out par
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"Why must I do this?" you whined as you were dragged off towards a certain Swiss man's house.
"Well dude I need to ask him for a new gun," Alfred explained as he dragged you to the front of the large estate.
"Why do I have to go along?" you asked as you yanked your hand free of the American's grasp.
"Well, Lili may miss you," he argued.
You rolled your eyes as he went up to press the doorbell on the Swiss estate. You sat on the steps as you waited for someone to answer the door. Alfred tapped his found on the cement. The American sighed impatiently and began to ring the doorbell obnoxiously.
"Alfred knock it off, maybe he isn't home." you scolded.
"Let's go check around back," he stated as he grabbed your hand.
"Isn't this trespassing?" you questioned as you stumbled from being grabbed.
"Not when you're with a hero," he proclaimed proudly.
"That wont pass in a court of law," you told him.
"You stay here, I'll go check the back door." he instructed as he let go of your hand.