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.
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
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
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
Private Lessons: Germany x ReaderYou are cordially invited toPrivate Lessons: Germany x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
the seventy-fifth annual
You stared at the fancy invitation in your hand, making Ludwig, the one so kind enough to deliver it personally to you and only you, almost anxious enough to dance back and forth, from foot to foot in anticipation. He prompted after your long, deafening silence, “So? Vill you come?” Almost as soon as he said it, he wanted to continue to babble on, to tell you you didn’t need to come, he didn’t care if you were there, but his voice was caught in his throat just looking at you.
Ludwig Beilschmidt had the biggest crush on you, and he couldn’t manage to express his feelings whatsoever. He was practically terrified that someone would steal you away before he ever got a chance to speak his mind, but would never have been the man to take away your happiness in trying to fulfill his.
And you were oblivious. There was no way this gorgeous, ripped, sexy, not to mention wealthy and sophi
Magic: England x ReaderWhen you were little, you loved magic more than anything. Every single aspect of it was fascinating, and you would have been completely satisfied to see any magical creature at all.Magic: England x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
Then, one fateful day, you met Arthur Kirkland.
And you fell in love.
Sure, it was a little kid crush, and you also had a few shameful ones on cartoon characters, but he was the most amazing thing that had ever happened to you.
It was in late July, and uncharacteristically chilly for such a time of year, making it seem a bit more like fall than summer. You were outside hunting for magical creatures, a little disposable camera and binoculars in your knapsack.
You walked into a field, stalking the creatures and looking for fairies. Then you saw him. A little boy sat in the center of the field, crying. Of course, you didn’t notice he was crying, as he was surrounded by magical creatures!
So, walking slowly and with purpose, you made your way over to the boy, bright (e/c)eyes locked on the unicorn. You co
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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,
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
I'm Sorry: England x Sick!Reader“_____, I love you more than anything in the entire world.” Arthur said.I'm Sorry: England x Sick!Reader in General Fiction More Like This
You turned to look up at him, adjusting yourself as you rested in his arms. “And I you.” Sighing you looked at him. He was just everything you could ever want in a man. “But we need to talk.”
“What is it, poppet?” he asked, his expression immediately filled with concern.
You bit your lip. This wasn’t something you wanted to talk about, now or ever, but it was something you had to deal with. “I- I suppose it’s better for you to know.” you whisper quietly, taking advantage of his close proximity to not have to speak loudly. “I-I’m sick, Arthur.”
Immediately he tightened his grip on you, “Sick? What do you mean? Do you feel feverish? Do you need a doctor?”
“Arthur, calm down. I-I’ve been to a doctor.” You were quickly flashing from being too hot, to being freezing, but you remained in Arthur’s
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
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
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
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
RomanoxReader The Exploding CakeRain pattered softly against the window, drawing your attention away from the half-finished drawing in front of you. Thunder rumbled in the distance, the clouds dark and heavy. You sighed, turning back and grabbing your eraser yet again. You were just about to erase a large chunk of your picture's arm when you heard a bang and a surprised scream, followed by a long stream of swear words.RomanoxReader The Exploding Cake in Romance More Like This
You decided to investigate. You opened your door, emerging into the hallway, and walked towards the angry yelling. It led you to the kitchen, where you found Lovino, completely covered in cake, and not happy about it.
“What fucking kind of cake fucking EXPLODES?!” he yelled. You snorted and broke into full out laughter. Lovino turned around, and you laughed harder. His entire face was coated with cake and icing, his clothing in not-much-better condition. “What the hell are you laughing at?!”
You fought for breath, trying to speak. “Wha-” you started laughing again. &
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 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
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
RomanoxReader (1) New VoicemailYou looked out the window, admiring the view of the Parisian streets from your hotel room. You couldn’t believe you were really here. You couldn’t believe you had actually won the grant. Two weeks in Paris, all expenses paid, to create art.RomanoxReader (1) New Voicemail in Romance More Like This
You smiled, ran a hand through your hair, and slid your phone out of your pocket. You had promised to call your Italian friend, Lovino, as soon as you got to your hotel. Your smile slipped a bit. You missed him dearly. You shook yourself and dialed his number.
*Ring* … … *Ring* … … *Ring* … …
You frowned. He wasn’t picking up. The call was sent to voicemail. You cleared your throat and began speaking.
“Hey, Lovino! I just called to let you know that I am safe and sound in my hotel in Paris, and it is absolutely beautiful here.” You paused for a few moments, before adding, “Well…um… Bye!” You ended the message.
You had wanted to say more, to tell you mi
Canada x Reader - Play AlongCanada x Reader - Play Along in Romance More Like This
Matthew was never one to be jealous. Ever. But, when it involved you and another guy, that was a different story. Especially when said guy was his own brother.
To be honest, now that Matthew looked back at it, it seemed as though he was the one who was making such a big deal out of it. You and Alfred had hugged. So what? It was only a hug. You guys were just friends, after all... right?
But Matthew wanted your hugs to be only for him, no matter how selfish it sounded.
He wanted to be the only one who received your affection.
He wanted to be the only one you loved.
But what was he saying? You and Matthew were just friends, and Matthew could never scrape up enough courage to confess to you. He was just the quiet, practically invisible Canadian boy at school. You were pretty. You were kind. You were smart, you had a plethora of friends, you were outright amazing. In Matthew's eyes, it seemed as though you were way out
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Sleepovers with Matthew and his brother Alfred always proved themselves to be eventful.
Whether or not that was a good thing, you’ve yet to decide.
“Matthew, help! Your– brother– is– choking– me!”
“C-C’mon now Alfred, let _____ go, it’s just a movie–”
“NO! Oh god, DO NOT OPEN THAT CLOSET!”
Having completely disregarded Matthew’s attempts at making Alfred let you go, the American instead chose to grab onto Matthew too, ensnaring him in his death grip in his fit of fear.
Why did you accept their invitation for a sleepover again?
Because of Matthew.
Not saying it like it’s a bad thing, but your longtime, shy Canadian friend Matthew was someone you happened to harbor feelings for; and due to these feelings, you usually wanted to be around him, an
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The sound of a door creaking open resonated within the walls of the large house, followed by the sound of rustling clothes and a sigh. "I'm home," Ludwig called out gruffly, not even bothering to take off his jacket—instead, he just settled for unbuttoning it, before making his way to his room and collapsing onto his waiting bed.
Ears perking as you heard Ludwig return home, you abandoned your task at hand, which had been folding his clothes, and approached his bedroom.
You had been Ludwig's house maid for a while now; after having been short of money, all thanks to your father, you had started to search for a job. For months you were unable to find one; the most common reasons being that someone had already applied, or you just didn't like the job at all. Redemption came in the form of a phone call, though, as the strict German had called you in request that you'd be his house maid. Apparently he was busy, and needed someone at his house for a few months to cle
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It sounded a bit funny.
But what did it mean?
These were the thoughts that filled your mind as you continued on your stroll around the park near your house. Earlier, Francis had come up to you and told you to ask Arthur to snog you...
When you had asked what the word 'snog' meant, he merely did that funny 'Ohonhonhon~' laugh of his, his perverted smirk growing a bit wider. He then said, 'Arthur will show you soon, ma cherie!' before walking away, leaving you confused.
You had considered looking it up, but being the lazy person you were you decided not to. Snog couldn't be a bad thing, could it?
...Well, maybe it could, considering how Francis had told you to ask Arthur to snog you. And, well... Francis is a big fat pervert. Snog could very well mean sex if it came from Francis. And you didn't plan to lose your virginity just yet.
Well actually, losing your virginity to Arthur wouldn't
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I love you.
Those three words haunted you as you lied in your bed, your mind playing out any possible scenarios that might transpire once you've uttered them to your best friend/crush—Alfred Jones. The self-proclaimed 'hero', Alfred was probably the most lovable and funny person you had ever encountered.
He was super handsome, too... not that you'd ever say that out loud.
Banging your head against your pillow, you let out a strangled cry. "For Pete's sake, why is this keeping me up for so long?!"
You had been mulling over this for quite a while now, and your clock read 11:30 PM. At this rate, you were going to show up at Alfred's house tired, and you didn't want that!
You sighed, rolling over onto your stomach. This had all started out with a stupid threat from Francis, who was intent on bringing you and Alfred together. It was either confess to Alfred, or have Francis show him your diary in which you spilled out all of your feelings into.
How he had gotten a
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"Why is he so mad at me?"
You had asked yourself this question over and over again, and sadly you received no answer to it as you paced your kitchen floor.
'He' referred to your Romanian friend, Vlad—you two had bumped into each other at the grocery store, after you had accidentally grabbed his shopping cart and he took yours. After a few minutes of confusion and a tad bit of chaos, the both of you managed to return the carts to their rightful owner and from then on started a strong friendship.
You had discovered that Vlad shared a lot of similar interests with you, such as fairy tales and the like. You were also interested in magic, and had been overly ecstatic when Vlad performed some magic tricks for you one day.
It had been only recently—'recently' as in a few months back—when Vlad had confessed to you about what he actually was. It came as a bit of a surprise, but the shock was lessened a bit due to the hints that he gave off.
Vlad was a vampire.
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“Feli, don’t these tomatoes belong to Romano? I don’t think we sh–”
“Nonsense, _____! I’m sure fratello won’t mind if we use his tomatoes in the pasta sauce, ve~”
“Are you sure? I mean, Romano really likes tomatoes…”
“I’m more than sure! Now c’mon, we need to go look for a pot to boil our pasta noodles in. I forgot where I left it… I think it’s in the basement, ve…”
“Si! Pasta can be cooked anywhere, _____! Now come with me, our basement is dark and I don’t want to go alone. It’s really scary, ve~”
“Don’t worry Feli, I’ll be right behind you.”
If looks could kill, Antonio was fairly sure that the venomous glare Romano was sending both _____ and
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Ring ring ring
Ring ring ring
"Mmmph... stupid sounds, why won't you shut up...?"
Ring ring ring
"Five... more minutes..."
Ring ring ring
"Okay, okay! I'll get up if you just shut up already, stupid clock!" You cried before realizing you had been talking to an inanimate object. Sighing to yourself, you pressed the off button on your alarm clock and held your face in your hands.
"I honestly wonder sometimes if I'm going mad..." You mumbled, shaking your head. As you groggily tried to rub the sleep out of your eyes, a sudden voice caught you off guard.
"Vee~ _____, you're finally up! I was wondering when you'd wake up, bella!"
Feliciano poked his head through your bedroom door before he bounced over to your bedside, his curl seeming to bounce with each stride that he took.
"Oh, hey Feli," You said with a yawn. "Mm... I'm tired..."
It took you another five seconds to finally comprehend what was happening at the moment.
Feliciano was here
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"Hey, Ivan!" you called, waving to the large Russian man. He turned to the sound of your voice, and a childish smile tugged at his lips as he gave you a slight wave.
"Hello, _____," Ivan said cheerfully. "It is a beautiful day, da?"
"It is a rather beautiful day," you mused. "So, how's it going, Ivan?"
"Things have been going fine. Things have been going fine for you too, da?" Ivan said. You nodded with a light blush, and Ivan's smile grew a bit wider.
'Alright, it's now or never, _____!'
"Hey, Ivan, can I tell you something?"
"Umm..." you started to fumble with your hands. 'Dear whoever rules over my fate or destiny or whatever it's called, please please PLEASE let me pronounce this right!' you prayed inside your head.
You took a deep breath to calm your now racing heart as Ivan's curious purple orbs gazed at you expectantly.
"Ya lyublyu vashu cherepakhu!"
'Oh crap, did I say it wrong?!'
You were surprised when Ivan
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“Why do you never touch my hair?”
The question came out of the blue as you looked up from your book to see Lukas on the couch, his eyes slightly narrowed as he unconsciously pursed his lips at you.
“What do you mean?” you asked, your confusion evident in both your voice and arched eyebrows.
“My hair.” He lifted a finger to point at his hair before holding a lock of it between his fingers. “It’s just…” Lukas muttered slowly, “You never seem to play with it, nor touch it for that matter.”
“But don’t you dislike it when people touch your hair?” Returning to the book in your lap, you couldn’t help the chuckle that squeezed its way past your lips. “Honestly, Lukas, how do you even notice things like the lack of me touching your hair?”
“It’s hard not to notice when you touch everyone else’s hair but mine.”
You could detect the hint of envy that ac
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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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This was it, the night you've been waiting for all week. Today was Saturday, Saturday evening to be exact. That could only mean one thing, Hockey Night in Canada. TSN was showing Canada versus Denmark at the moment. You had the honour of actually being in Stockholm to watch the event. Your best friend Matthew was on the ice at the moment about to start skating head to head with Mathias Kohler, who happened to be the best in Denmark.
"Go Matthew!" you cheered loudly, although he wasn't even on the ice yet.
You sported the traditional Team Canada jersey, with a pair of red jeans. On your cheek you dawned at maple leaf painted like the Canadian flag. In your hands you held a tiny stuffed polar bear that as well dawned a Team Canada jersey. You had brought it along for good luck, and were planning on giving it to Matthew after the game.
"Hello out there, it's Hockey Night tonight." an English announcer spoke. The crowd cheered in response waiting for the game to start. "Now please stand fo
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You walked along the bitter cold streets of Kingston, Ontario. The snow covered the sidewalks and streets, making it a tad slippery to step on. You shoved your bare hands in your pockets as you walked to Confederation Park. The street lights and bustling bars of downtown could always make you smile. The small city was always so lively and friendly.
The Christmas lights that hung around the buildings made it that much cheerier. Although most people were at home spending time with their loved ones on Christmas Eve. You still saw a few couples walking hand in hand down the sidewalks, smiling gleefully.
Your friend Matthew had invited you to the small Ontario city for Christmas break; which you eagerly agreed. You already knew that Matthew was the personification of Canada; so it was only natural that he'd want to visit the Limestone city. For it was the first capital of his nation, and he never wants to forget it.
In the distance you saw the familiar blonde Canadian crouched over by the
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Matthew Williams has moved quiet a lot for his age. At an early age his mother and father divorced, leaving a torn Matthew. He'd alternate between the houses every few weeks or so with his brother Alfred. Not too long after his mother and father's divorce. His father, had died in a horrible car accident. Which left him to live with his brother Alfred and his mother Alice.
For a good majority of Matthew's life he had been ignored. People would act like he was completely invisible. Even his own brother would forget he existed. The self proclaimed hero would always steal the attention away from the shy blonde.
His father happened to be the only person that would acknowledge little Matthew. The Frenchman would always joke and claim it was because Matthew looked so much like him. That wasn't true though, Matthew had always been seen in his father's eyes regardless of looks.
His father had even given Matthew his first stuffed toy. It was a medium sized polar bear, it's fluffy fur was white
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"Hey Gilbert?" You asked as you quietly pushed open his bedroom door.
You saw his peaceful sleeping figure, his silver toned hair messed up from tossing and turning the previous night, Gilbird noticed your presence and chirped his way over to you, snuggling in the crook of your neck.
"Hello there Gilbird, how are you?" You giggled, as the bird chirped his pleasant tune. "Gilbert." You quietly said approaching the sleeping albino. "Gilbert!" You yelled into his ear jolting him awake.
"____! Vhy vould you disturb mein awesome dream!" He yelled angrily as you fell to the floor laughing. "Ist's not funny!"
"Yes it is." You laughed. "My apologies your royal awesomeness."
"That's better." He smiled proudly.
"Hey I got you to smile!" You pointed out getting off the floor and sitting on the edge of Gilbert's bed.
"Yeah, I guess you did." He stated solemnly.
"How are you feeling?" You asked sadly looking into Gilbert's red ruby eyes.
"Vell, as usual awesome! But ist feel that somezing is missin
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You were 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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"Should I be concerned that you are randomly deciding to come outside in the middle of the day. Especially after saying you were going to be busy playing Call of Duty all day?" you asked as your loud American friend Alfred dragged you by your forearm out of your house.
"It's a nice day out dude!" Alfred smiled proudly, breathing in the late June air.
"Now I am really worried," you stated as you squirmed in his grasp.
"Now go stand over there," Alfred instructed as he pointed to the east side of the house, that was now in the cool blackened shade.
"May I ask why?" you asked as Alfred pushed you towards the wall.
"Nope," he smiles as he positioned you. Just like an artists would position their model. "Now smile," he told you, in his hands he held a tiny silver camera.
Reluctantly you smiled towards the tiny silver lens. You heard the sound of the flash go off, but as well felt something wet dropping above you. You glanced up to see a large red pail, balancing on the window sill a few fee
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The sound of a basketball being dribbled on the ground echoed throughout the empty school hall. Curiously, you began to walk towards the lonely sound. Shoes squeaked against the floor as you heard the ball swoosh into the basket. You peered through the window of the gym's doors.
Immediately you noticed three guys, passing the orange ball back and forth. You pushed the gym doors open catching the attention of all three guys. Alfred, your best friend stood there with a large grin as he held the ball by his side. Arthur and Francis were fighting, from what your heard it was whether Francis got a letter or not.
"What are you guys doing?" you asked approaching the group.
"We are playing 'orse. Arthur 'ere, is failing miserably," Francis laughed.
"I am not!" the Brit screamed.
"Can I play?" you question.
"I don't know dude, I don't think a girl like you could play with guys like us." Alfred winked.
"Really now? I bet I could beat you in a game of horse." you smirked.
"You really think you co
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"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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"And tonight's weather forecast is a high chance of a rather large snowstorm later during the evening along with extremely strong winds reaching up to 100 km/h and..."
The news anchor's voice echoed from the living room while you were in the kitchen, cleaning the dishes.
After hearing his last sentence, your entire attention was now fully on him.
"...we suggest you stay indoors from now on, considering the dangerous temperature outside. Accidents will be easy to get in a climate like the one we're going to be experiencing tonight. Already 7 major accidents have occurred on the East highway..."
You dropped the plate you were cleaning into the water filled sink and dashed towards the window. As you pulled the curtains apart, you felt your entire being crushed.
Snow flew everywhere, strong winds were practically knocking down nearby trees and everything seemed white, not to mention that the sun was setting and the roads were probably covered in slippery ice.
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Feeling the truck shaking from one end to another, you wondered why in the world you chose the bumpy dirt road over any other road.
"Because it's the fastest way, of course!" your Canadian friend kept on replying.
You rolled your eyes, tired of hearing the exact same thing. It was the beginning of April and you and your friend Matthew had traveled up to Ootsa Lake in British Columbia to watch the northern lights. It was a dream of yours! And Mattie, being the generous guy he is, proposed some sort of road trip, which you accepted with delight.
But there was a downside: You had to drive through the thick Canadian forest in order to get there. And so far, it had almost been 3 hours since you last set foot on land.
This is getting long...
Matthew insisted he used his good ol' pick up, since he knew the area rather well and said that there was going to be a lot of dirt.
The sun had set hours ago and all you could do now is stare out your window and watch the numerous amount o
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"Hurry, _____!" Feliciano cheered as he sprinted past a few wandering tourists.
Panting, you continued to run after the bubbly Italian. His bright personality could sometimes be a little too bright, nonetheless, you loved your boyfriend of 3 years to death.
Feeling yourself come to a neat stop, you leaned against the nearest wall in order to catch your breath. You weren't wearing the best running clothes, just a delicate cream color dress and white heels. Your feet were currently killing you.
Did I also mention you two were spending your spring break in Italy? Venice, to be exact.
Feli noticed that you had stopped running. He cheerfully skipped towards you and held out his hand. You had no idea where in the world he was taking you tonight.
"Come on, _______! It's not far away!"
Still panting, you took a hold of his hand.
"What's not far away?"
"I cannot tell! It's a sorpresa!"
And with that, he dragged you towards a series of concrete stairs that led into the Italian canal. For
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Tying up your hair into a messy bun, you checked yourself one last time in the mirror before running downstairs to the ringing doorbell. It was Saturday night and having nothing else important to do, you invited some friends over. Originally, Antonio, Gilbert and Francis should have all been here tonight.
But Lovino somehow got sick and Toni preferred staying home in order to take care of his rising fever. And as for Gilbert, you figured he had more important things to do since he didn't mention why he wasn't going to show up.
So tonight, it was just you and Francis. He said something about refusing to leave such a gorgeous girl alone on a Saturday evening.
You giggled to yourself, skipping towards your front door. Grabbing the doorknob, you opened it swiftly to reveal a grinning Frenchman holding a large bouquet of (fave flowers).
"Bonsoir, ma belle! Regarde, je vous ai apporté des fleurs! Vous les aimez?"
You gladly took the bouquet while rising
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"Why did it have to snow so damn hard tonight?" You complained, resting your head on your arms as you pressed your nose against the cold glass of the window. Your boyfriend, Matthew, sat next to you and shrugged.
"No idea. But hey! It's not the end of the world if we didn't get to board our plane to Cuba, eh?" He blushed, looking the other way. Indeed, you two were supposed to be on your way to Santiago de Cuba this very instant. But unfortunately, a massive snow storm caused all of your local airports to shut down. You were planning on spending your Christmas holidays over there. Matthew and you were more than excited for this vacation!
"Now we're going to have to spend our only available holidays in our home... AGAIN!" You whined, throwing yourself across the couch and hiding your face into a pillow. Matthew chuckled at your reaction and got up so he could sit next to you.
"It's alright, ___________. As long as we get to spend Christmas together, I'm totally fine with staying at home
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"Shoot, _________! Shoot!" Your friend's voice was just another among many others.
A loud roar of cheers echoed throughout the crowd as your foot kicked the black and white ball that landed straight inside the net. It took you a good five seconds to register what just happened. You had made the final goal.
Your teammates came running towards you before hoisting you up onto their shoulders, screaming and shouting your name. You laughed and cheered, feeling your cheeks heat up from getting so much attention all so suddenly. The game was currently stuck at a tie, and in order to win you had to make one last point. Which you did.
People rose from their seats and clapped nonstop, glad that their hometown team won.
This was all too perfect for you. Everyone was being so nice and you were feeling happier than ever. But what really made your heart thump was that you couldn't wait to jump into your best friend Gilbert's arms.
After the massive excitement phase was over, you announced to your te
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Reading the latest copy of that Cosmopolitan magazine, you could not think of a better afternoon. Marvelous weather outside. Alone at home. The splendid silence that roamed in your big and empty house. You sighed with joy and kept reading peacefully as you thought about what to make for dinner later on. Your boyfriend, Alfred, was out with a couple of friends so you took that opportunity to take things easy.
"Feels so nice to finally have the house to myself for a couple of hours-"
"DUDE THAT WAS JUST SO AMAZINGLY AWESOME! DID YOU SEE THE WAY I WENT OVER THAT TOTALLY HUGE PUDDLE? SICK!"
Your smile quickly vanished and you looked down at your Cosmopolitan magazine.
So much for peace and quiet.
Although, since you didn't want to ruin your lover's day with your sour attitude, you decided it would probably be best if you didn't say anything that you might regret. With a soft smile plastered across your face, you pushed your magazine aside and practically skipped downstairs to
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Turn left. Turn right. Make a U-turn. Make a left turn at the fifth stop sign. Keep on going for another... *calculating* ... 50 miles.
"WHAT?!" You shrieked as you hit the breaks. Your car instantly stopped, almost making you hit your head on the steering wheel. Glaring at your newly bought GPS, you took a hold of it and threw it angrily outside your window.
Cheap crap, I knew I shouldn't have bought that GPS from that suspicious looking guy in the white van...
Sighing to yourself, you pushed a curl of hair behind your ear and restarted your car engine to get back onto the road. Technically, you were on your way to your friend Kiku's house. You had borrowed a couple of manga books from him and were intending on returning them to him as soon as possible. Luckily, today was a free day for you, and so you took that rare opportunity to drive to his place. Problem was, it had been a while since you last visited him and you couldn't quite remember where to go. And that's when
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You walked up the concrete staircase leading up to the Beilschimdt brothers' house. Gilbert had invited you over for a BBQ night and you had gladly accepted, knowing that Ludwig would probably be there as well. And God knows how big your crush on him is.
Ringing the doorbell once, you waited for either Gil or Ludwig to answer. But after a couple of minutes of patient waiting, you began to wonder if anyone was even home. You rang the doorbell again but to no avail.
Am I too early?
Your cellphone time read 5:00 PM and the Prussian had told you to come by at around that hour. Getting suspicious, you hesitantly turned the doorknob, wondering if it was locked or not. To your surprise, they didn't lock it. You felt bad about coming in without their permission, but you and the brothers have known each other since childhood so you concluded on the fact that they wouldn't mind of you intruding.
You slipped your shoes off and looked around the house a bit.
"Gilbert? Ludwig?" You half whis
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This is how your afternoon was going so far. You were pointlessly laying around in Lovino's living room right now. It was a sunny Sunday evening, such a beautiful day to go outside and enjoy the fresh air! Nope. Not in your world. At least not right now.
You were currently spinning and stopping a world globe that you had found behind a couch. Lovi wasn't around at the moment, so you decided it would be fun to take a quick look at it and discover new countries!
What a bad idea that was.
After about 15 minutes of trying to find new country names, you just got more and more depressed. Every time you'd take a look at Britain, you'd think of your friend who had just found a wonderful job over there. Every time you'd look at Australia, you'd remember your other friend and how she found the love of her life during a trip to Canberra and was now getting married in a couple of months. Heck, you'd even take a look at Canada and wis
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'
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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
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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
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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,
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"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
Germany x Reader: Love LettersYou were flipping through your Calculus notebook, trying to find the page you had written your homework on. When you finally arrived, a small slip of paper was also there. You lifted the paper curiously, and when you turned it around, the printed words shocked you.Germany x Reader: Love Letters in Romance More Like This
You are so beautiful.
How could someone like you
Ever love someone so awful like me?
You looked around, surveying everyone. You hadn't seen anyone anywhere close to your things for the twenty minutes you had already been in class, and the only ones who had access to your things was Ludwig Beilschmidt and Honda Kiku, but you knew very well that they wouldn't leave little depressing love notes for you.
You were tempted to crumple up the note but instead, you simply tucked it into a random page in your Calculus notebook and started reviewing your homework, making sure your answers were correct.
"Are you okay?" the deep voice of Ludwig said beside you. The German accent was reassuring, and you looked up with a smile and a
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You had been by Alfred's side for years now, desperately clinging to the idea that one day he'd see you as more than just his best friend. After he had brutally rejected your confession in the seventh grade and then apologized that afternoon when he saw you crying on the bus, you two promised to be best friends forever.
But friendship wasn't enough, not anymore. You couldn't sit here and watch him with every girl under the sun but you, living it up like the world would end tomorrow.
You were the one who helped him with his hangovers, helped him keep up in class so he wouldn't be retained. You cooked for him and shopped with him.
In a classic story, the girl is in love with the guy for years, and the guy ends up falling for her too. They then kiss and become the best couple in the world.
This is not one of those stories.
Senior year. It was your last year of high school,
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You sit on the roof to your home, watching the stars that are beginning to dot the evening sky. It is supposed to snow tonight, but the skies are so clear that you highly doubted it.
Sunset is coming soon. You can already see the sun itching to leave the western horizon from your spot, and you stand as the fresh wind winds itself around you. Your (color) hair dances with it, and you have to hold it back before it blinds you. You simply watch the sun until the sky is tinted pink with hints of fading blue.
You've been out here for about an hour now. You like sitting out here; it helps clear your mind from worries, and you're patrolling the clouds to see if it will possibly snow or not.
You love it when it snows. You and your best friend, Matthew Williams, who you're in love with, adore to go skating and sledding and having snow ball fights.
You don't know why, but Matt is kind of mad at you. You can tell because he has avoided you all day. He won't even respond to your text
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Well, met him for real.
Vash Zwingli and you had been going to the same school for eight years now. You had moved into the area during elementary and had been stuck in the same class as him, but he had never acknowledged you. He always kept to himself, sort of. He used to be good friends with Roderich Edelstein, that musically artistic Austrian kid, but they kind of stopped being friends once middle school began.
Over the years, you had been stuck in a few classes with him, though you had never given him much thought, just like you knew he hadn’t given you much thought either.
But senior year was different.
You had been given this random class you had most definitely not signed up for, and to your dismay, it was mostly full of freshmen. You were the only senior there, but you blended in so well, everyone just naturally assumed you were either a freshman or a sophomore.
And it was in this class that you had met little Lili Zwingli. You were a
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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
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
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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
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"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
EnglandXReader A Cup of Tea from You...You came home from your usual busy day. All you wanted to do was go home, relax, and spend some time with Arthur. But by the time you arrived home, your thoughts and feeling became so hopeless and saddening that you felt trapped by your mind. You needed to cry but well it had been quite some time since you had shed tears. It got to the point that you felt your heart became so cold that you forgot how to cry. But the funny thing was that your eyes did get watery and red when you got sad. Yet there were never tears. Tears that you wished could come to your eyes and help you wash away the sadness. Although you didn’t shed tears you still didn’t want Arthur to see you that way. You didn’t want to see his green eyes look at you with worry and sorrow. That would only make things worse.EnglandXReader A Cup of Tea from You... in Romance More Like This
When you got home you went straight the room you and Arthur shared. There you took of you jacket qui
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?”
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
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
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 PolandxReaderIt was time. Time for what? Time for you to go through all of your clothing and figure out what you needed to get rid of. And it wasn't going to be pretty.CIRL PolandxReader in Romance More Like This
You tied your hair back into a ponytail and started yanking everything out of your dresser and closet, throwing it all onto the floor. No point in being neat about it. Grabbing your stereo remote, you started your music and sat down in the whirlpool of clothes.
Since it was the middle of summer, you decided that going through your cold weather clothes would be the best place to start. So you sifted through the mountains of fabric until you found the majority of your winter stuff. You pulled out turtle necks, sweaters, hoodies, sweat pants, and anything that was too warm for the hotter parts of the year.
Deciding on a few things you wanted to get rid of, you grabbed a large shopping bag and began putting the folded give-away clothes into it. You were so wrapped up in your task that you didn't notice a person literally materialize in
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 ItalyxReaderSo today had been the perfect day to go to the pool. And, of course, today was also the day that the weather decided to throw a completely random thunderstorm into your face. Te-freaking-rrific. But hey, now you have an excuse to start that new book you bought at a garage sale last week.CIRL ItalyxReader in Romance More Like This
Feeling a little better about your situation, you changed out of your bathing suit and grabbed a thick blanket and your chosen book. But naturally, the lights have to go out.
"Oh whatever," you muttered, feeling around in your closet for oil lamps and a flashlight. As soon as you found them, you lit them up one by one and strategically placed them around your apartment. Nodding at your handiwork, you plopped down onto the sofa and rested your back on an armrest, an oil lamp directly behind you. You quickly dove into the world that emerged from the slightly worn pages of your book.
A sudden chill swept through you and you shivered, clutching your blanket closer to you. Without warning, a pair of lean ar
CIRL RussiaxReaderSpring. A wonderful time of blooming flowers, fresh rain, and sunshine ..How you loathed it.CIRL RussiaxReader in Romance More Like This
It was a nice enough season by normal standards, but when it came down to your allergies? Those April showers bringing May flowers could rot. You used to love springtime. It was your favorite season. Then this hay fever cropped up out of nowhere and now you were constantly sneezing with a runny nose and itchy eyes. You were always taking allergy medicine for it.
You sighed and stared wistfully out of the window. You really wanted to go lay in the grass, but that would probably make your allergies react and you didn't feel like being miserable. At least come late May you could do that without many repercussions.
With a displeased grunt, you slouched further into the lair you'd constructed on your bed of pillows and stuffed animals. Maybe you'd just look at pictures of people walking through flowers and pretend that was you.
Now that you'd formulated a plan, you carefully pulled yourself out
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
Spin The Bottle (Canada x reader)“Spin the bottle?!?” You exclaim in surprise.Spin The Bottle (Canada x reader) in Romance More Like This
“Of course” Prussia says taking a place in the circle. “It is a party you know”
“Come on ____” Arthur, says gesturing to the open spot between him and the barely noticeable Matthew.
Hell, you had no boyfriend and a crush on Matthew, luck had better be a lady tonight. Last time you had seen Canada was when Alfred had forced him to watch all the Star Wars movies. The poor guy was probably scarred for life.
You cautiously took your place, praying you wouldn’t get Gilbert or Francis. “Ok, the rules are girl and boy you kiss, two boys you punch, two girls you hug, got it?” a general murmur of assent.
Arthur was first he spun it and it pointed at Alfred “shit” Alfred muttered as Arthur walked up.
“I think we can all agree you had this coming,” Arthur said sympathetically. He gave Alfred a harder punch than needed.
Alfred fell back unto the couch holding a bl
Spin The Bottle (America x reader)"I'm bored" someone moaned, you paid no attention, you were too busy concentrating on not making a fool of yourself while sitting next to your crush, Alfred.Spin The Bottle (America x reader) in Romance More Like This
Alfred was first, with everything, you had known him since grade school. He was first to friend zone you too.
You were at Gilbert’s latest party and the gang was running out of games to play. You had played Charades, Truth or Dare, even Checkers.
Thankfully, you were making some new friends; mostly other girls because you knew all the guys.
“I know!” Francis said “let’s play spin the bottle.”
“What’s that?” You asked, Gilbert and Francis exchanged amused glances.
“This is going to be like explaining the Pocky game,” Gilbert said with a naughty grin.
“The what?” you asked another amused glance.
“Ok, everyone stands in a circle alternating between male and female” Francis ordered, everyone did so.
Gilbert set an empty soda bottle in the center.
Spin the Bottle (England x reader)“But I don’t want to” Kiku said trying to flee. Yao and Alfred caught hold of him and set him in front of the bottle.Spin the Bottle (England x reader) in Romance More Like This
He looked back at Yao “but what if…” He rather jerked his head in the direction of his crush (random female name).
(Me: you put your name there didn’t you? You; what? me? No! Me: Yes, you did admit it! You: I admit nothing! Me: ahh so you did put your name there! You: …yes… Me: I knew it I knew it! You: can we get back to the story? Me: huh? You’ve been reading all this? Man, I have some faithful readers)
“Too bad” Alfred said impatiently just spin the stupid thing Kiku gave up and spun the ‘stupid thing.’ Unfortunately, it pointed toward Yao who was hovering over his shoulder.
Kiku turned and stared at him for a second “I don’t want to kiss him!” almost everyone in the circle face-palmed.
“No, no” Alfred said pinching the bridge of his nose “you
Spin the Bottle (Prussia x reader)“Gilbert!” You shrieked. “You little- I’m not playing!”Spin the Bottle (Prussia x reader) in Romance More Like This
Gilbert had an innocent curious look as he placed the bottle in the middle of the circle, which you were standing outside of
“Oh but Cherie” Francis said. “You must play or we will not have a full circle” he gave you big eyes that never worked with you.
Gilbert was the one you had a crush on, which was weird cause you honestly thought he was the biggest jerk there ever lived.
You threw Gilbert an accusing glare and took your place everyone was almost or already drunk anyway, so they didn’t notice.
“Ok you all know the rules,” Yao drawled “boy, girl: kiss. Boy, boy punch. Girl, girl hug.” Feliciano was first he knelt down and spun it stopping at Ludwig of all countries.
“Oooh” came the collective sound.
Ludwig was drunk but only just,
He gave Feliciano a disapproving stare; Feliciano shuffled up to him hands behind his back. “Well?
Spin the Bottle (Romano x reader)“I swear you will all burn!” Romano screamed, a string of more explicit language followed that little statement. Alfred and Arthur dragged a screaming Romano to his place in the circle he kicked and howled, screamed and cursed as if the devil was chasing him.Spin the Bottle (Romano x reader) in Romance More Like This
They had to hold him, awkwardly taking their own places, but keeping a firm grip on him.
Prussia had some wicked parties but this one was just getting started, you were already drunk, not too much so but enough.
Romano was so cute when he was foaming-at-the-mouth mad.
The girl next the Romano had the spin the bottle for him as he kept trying to kill anyone in close proximity.
“I’m not playing,” he screamed kicking Arthur, his captors jerked him to the ground and pinned him. The bottle spun for a while not in any way affected by Romano’s protests. It slowed and stopped pointing at you.
Arthur and Alfred jerked Romano to his feet, he looked at the bottle, then at you, his eyes seemed to soften sli
Spin the Bottle (Russia x reader)Everyone was staring at the bottle then at Alfred then at Yao then back at the bottle.Spin the Bottle (Russia x reader) in Romance More Like This
“Weird” Prussia stated
“Odd” Francis remarked
“Random!” Arthur said enthusiastically.
Yao looked annoyed as Alfred inched toward him Alfred looked embarrassed.
“You owe me five dollars” Yao said pointedly Alfred turned red and thrust his hands in
his pockets grinning sheepishly.
“Technically more” he continued “but I’m in a generous mood” Lord knows how many times Alfred had asked him for loans and never paid him back.
Alfred muttered something about it all being tied up in investments and gave Yao a half-hearted punch.
“You STILL owe me five dollars,” Yao said, sounding indignant. (Yes people, it is true, I did reference America’s debt to China *bows head* I am ashamed)
America shuffled back to his spot.
Now it was some girl you didn’t know very well. Then it would be Ivan, you grinned at the though
Spin the Bottle (Switzerland x reader)Vash cast a suspicious glance towards Alfred.Spin the Bottle (Switzerland x reader) in Romance More Like This
“This isn’t going to cost me anything is it?” Alfred rolled his eyes
“No! For heaven’s sake this is a party at least try to pretend you’re having fun. This game won’t cost anything!” Vash cautiously inched towards the circle
“Except maybe your dignity” Alfred added under his breath.
Vash took his place and you sent him a weak smile, which he tried and failed to return. You wished he wasn’t such a recluse you liked him a lot and tried to make friends but it was a bit weird since the first time you had seen him was when he was chasing you off his territory, cursing, and brandishing a gun.
He warmed up to you when you found Lichtenstein lost in the grocery store and helped her find him. So you were friends, in an unofficial way.
“You first Vash!” Vash slowly scanned the circle; he stopped when he found you. H
Wooden heart (Germany x reader)Wooden heart (Germany x reader) in Romance More Like This
WARNING, DANGER, DANGER SUPER ULTRA HIGH LEVELS OF UTTER FLUFFINESS READ WITH CAUTION. DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE ASTHMA. No seriously, I nearly suffocated from fluff just writing this. ^^
But anyway enjoy <3
You trudged up the stairs to Ludwig’s apartment for his usual lecture and work out you were early today just so he might go easy on you during laps. Italy would no doubt be late and Japan on the very second Ludwig said to be there so you might spend some time talking to him.
You liked him a lot emphasis on the ‘a lot’ part. The trio had been your friend for quite awhile you had met Feli just before that nasty ‘tomato box spirit’ incident and of course Feli introduced you to the axis powers and you got to at least talk with some of the allies.
Ludwig was not happy to say the least he would accuse Feli of fraternizing with the enemy if he didn’t know how eccentric he was.
The door to the apartment was unlocked you turned the knob the door was only
(Japan x reader) When he drinks-----(Japan x reader) When he drinks in Romance More Like This
“TEN MILLION BOTTLES OF BEER ON THE WALL. TEN MILLION BOTTLES OF BEER. TAKE ONE DOWN PASS IT AROUND NINE MILLION NINETY NINE THOUSAND AND NINETY NINE BOTTLES OF BEER ON THE WALL!”
The drinking song rang through the bar echoing in grate on your nerves. Sung by ten roaring drunk men, the allies, and the axis powers.
You finished the shot you so desperately needed right now, normally you would never drink because you had loathed the smell of beer. When you were twelve collecting cans for extra money the smell of old beer and gunk that covered your hands was never pleasing to you.
The bartender signaled you “I think it’s time for them to go” he mouthed over the song “need help?” He asked with a look of pity.
You shook your head “I got this” you mouthed. You wearily stood they had dissolved into laughter for they were all so drunk they couldn’t remember how to count backwards.
You inhaled deeply “ATTENTION!
Spin the Bottle (Italy x reader)“It’s your turn _____”, Francis said gesturing towards the empty soda bottle on the floor, and he winked at you.Spin the Bottle (Italy x reader) in Romance More Like This
“I’d rather kiss a dead 2p neko version of you, Francis”, you said coolly he made a face and stuck his tongue out.
Yep, that was you, a sharp-tongued; vixen only had eyes for the cheerful kind Italian, feli.
Oh, he didn’t know of course, the perfect little angel was too good for someone like you; at least, you thought so.
You knelt down and spun the bottle hoping you would get a female hugging a total stranger was a lot better than kissing someone like Francis.
It seemed to spin forever before stopping slowly pointing at Feli. You turned a brick red he failed to notice.
“Ve~! I got ____! you have to kiss me don’t to Bella?” you swallowed hard and nodded at the floor. You shuffled over to him pale as a ghost, you took a shaky breath and planted a gentle kiss on his lips.
Before you could pull away all in an instant,
A Caring Hand CanadaxReader You had woken up only a few minutes ago. Your head was still swimming with half-coherent, muddled thoughts that always seemed to occupy your mind whenever you first woke up. Really, the only reason you were up was because you had found that when you turned over in your sleep to drape your arm on the chest of your husband, there was no one there. Much to your discomfort and dislike, you had shuffled out of the bed, your legs wobbling a bit as you walked out of your bedroom.A Caring Hand CanadaxReader in Romance More Like This
You balled up your hand into a fist and rubbed your eye, opening your mouth wide as you let out a yawn. God, it was too early for this. You shouldn’t even be up. Sickly people shouldn’t have to move, you were pretty sure that was a rule. You cast your eyes down, having to use all your available willpower to keep yourself from falling asleep while standing up. You were so tired... You could barely move.
“(Y/n)!” The normally quiet whisper of your husban
Better Than a Story GermanyxReader You sat, legs crossed, window open, nose in a book. Your eyes scanned the page almost greedily, not being able to put this book in particular down. Action, romance, twists, you couldn't believe how lucky you had been to stumble across this particular series. This book, being the last of the trilogy was captivating your every sense. In fact, somewhere back inside the recesses of your mind, you were pretty positive you had let your tea get cold, but that was of no matter now. Hungrily, you drank in the words as you neared the last few pages of the book, the final book, and you could feel your pulse quickening, your legs move closer to your body as you further managed to curl yourself up in your library's loveseat. The author managed to save it until just now to have the minor love interest fully blossom, thee real plot diminishing. As the pair neared towards the other, touching lips in a way that was described as nothing but extraordinary. Finishing the last sentence, you lBetter Than a Story GermanyxReader in Romance More Like This
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
Guilty Pleasures GermanyxReader You sighed, crossing one of your bare legs over the other as you watched your rather attractive German boyfriend run around the nearby track. Fanning yourself with one hand, you tilted your head back, closing your eyes, a groan leaving your lips. When Ludwig had told you he would be going out for a quick jog, you had made the mistake of taking him literally. It had been an hour. In this heat.Guilty Pleasures GermanyxReader in Romance More Like This
Your tongue ran over your lips as you leveled your head, raising a hand up to touch the frames of your heavily tinted sunglasses, sliding them slowly down the bridge of your nose just enough so your piercing (e/c) gaze could look over the accessory. You let yourself smirk just barely as you caught sight of your boyfriend. He had taken his shirt off only moments after you two had gotten here, and you had to say that you didn't object.
The track was close to where you sat, the small, paved, oval, sitting only a few feet away from you. Continuing to keep your
Calloused, GermanyxReader In most instances, people would agree that waking up in the arms of their lover is one of the best feelings in the world. The feel of skin on skin contact, limbs tangled together, managing to be so close that you can hear the other's heartbeat gently thumping away in their chest. All of the little things combine together and create a private bliss that can make most people forget about anything. However as Ludwig Beilschmidt lay in bed, holding your frame completely to his bare chest, he wasn't completely at ease as he should have been.Calloused, GermanyxReader in Romance More Like This
You slept soundly, your chest rising and falling steadily as your heart beat lazily against his bare chest. Your breath came out in short puffs, hitting your German's chest. You could look so innocent when you slept, and your innocent face could sometimes ease Ludwig back into the recesses of sleep, but not tonight. Tonight, he was unable to sleep, despite having all the comforts that came with having you so close. His mind w
Baking Troubles, GermanyxReader You hummed to yourself as you swirled a wooden spoon through the batter you had spent a while actually creating. Holding the bowl that contained this batter, you walked around the kitchen in attempt to keep yourself busy. Your bare feet padded across the floor as you continued to stir, letting your mind wander as the stirring of this batter began to become something of routine.Baking Troubles, GermanyxReader in Romance More Like This
You were awake at a ridiculous hour, knowing that you should be sleeping, but unable to. You couldn’t help but to have let your mind wander to other things as you had laid there in bed, unable to go back to sleep. Out of all these things that ran through your mind, you found that what stuck the most to your conscious thought was a new way to fix snickerdoodles, and it seemed that this new possible recipe refused to let itself stay dormant until morning came around. So here you were, slowly mixing the batter.
You would have been humming to yourself, but you were try
Stay in Bed Mornings EnglandxReader He was late coming home, again. He had even texted you telling you he was about to leave over three hours ago, and then he had texted you back ten minutes later apologizing for the tardiness he knew was going to come. Arthur's boss had been doing this more and more frequently it seemed, you were beginning to let yourself think you never even got to see him for more than an hour at a time, and that alone could hurt even the closest of marriages.Stay in Bed Mornings EnglandxReader in Romance More Like This
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
Misleading Intelligence AmericaxReader As most people know, it is the universal rule that people who don't necessarily come off as intelligent aren't always expected to do all that much, and everyone knows that when you have less to do, there's all the more time you have to do what you want. When you are given these two facts, then it is easy to then realize how some people might simply pretend to be more dense than they are in actuality just so that less is expected from them.Misleading Intelligence AmericaxReader in Romance More Like This
You believed that your friend Alfred Jones was one of these people, and you were determined to prove it someday, but for now you were more than happy just relaxing in your house, listening to him ramble on about some sort of hero something or another.
You sat on a couch, one leg crossed over the other, a book in your hand, pleased to find that you had finally managed to tune out all of his ramblings. Apparently is was foolish to think that you could have a moment of peace however, because suddenly you felt th
Tired EnglandxReader He was tired. He was tired of pain, suffering, heartbreak, hate. He was tired of the simple human instinct to wage war, and he was tired of war itself.Tired EnglandxReader in Romance More Like This
He fumbled with his keys, taking them out of his pocket and finally managing to slide them into the lock of his door, trying not to let the fatigue of the day show on his face. He tried to push it all aside. Push aside that annoying American’s words, the perverted Frenchman’s advances and actions, and he tried to completely forget about the official documents he had been forced to bring home that currently resided in his briefcase.
A tired sigh left Arthur Kirkland’s lips as he pushed open the door to his flat. Immediately, he let his briefcase drop so his fingers, calloused from over the years, could press into his temples, rubbing small circles into the skin in an attempt to soothe the headache he feared was approaching. He tried to be gentle in his shutting of his front door, not really wanting any loud
Dreams RussiaxReader You sighed gently in your sleep causing the Russian who was just beginning to dip into sleep beside you to quickly open his eyes.Dreams RussiaxReader in Romance More Like This
He had just returned home from yet another unproductive world meeting and thrown the sleek covers over his body. It had been a long and stressful day and it seemed that the minute he had walked into the house you two shared, his mood had instantly lightened, but now sleep was threatening to overcome the powerful man.
He had just let his eyelids close over his violet eyes when you let out a small sigh. He loved all your small sounds, from your small sighs to your hums or even yelps of surprise, and they fascinated him to no end, after all, he wasn't ever one for small noises.
Ivan ran a large hand gently through your hair, letting a small, childish smile play on his lips. You almost always made some type of noise in your sleep when you were dreaming. He wondered for a moment what you were dreaming and if