Silly Love Songs. Reader x SpainMore Like This
The way he would look at her, lips crooked and white teeth glistening. His eyes told her exactly how he felt; transfixed by her, astounded by her, in love with her. In those chartreuse depths, it was clear as day how much he wanted to just be with her and hold her hand. He wanted to be as close to her as possible, to bury his hands into her [h/c] hair and smell her sweet scent all day.
Antonio was so hopelessly in love with her that he never stopped to realise how much she just really didn't want to be with him as much.
[Name] hated mushy-gooey love and candy-hearted romance. Love was for suckers; it made the brightest of bulbs dull and foolish. In her time through-out High School and College she watched her friends fall into and out of love at the drop of a hat. She helped her friends through their broken hearts and pick up the pieces while thinking all the while, 'I don't want this to happen to me'.
Antonio was different. He loved love. He loved how it made him feel, the bubbl
Good-Night. Reader x JapanMore Like This
He would open his mouth and say the kindest words to her just to see her smile. Her [e/c] eyes would squint with the curl of her grin and it would make warmth wash him clean from his ears to his toes, make him feel like he was they were the only two people left on the planet - though to the ultimate realization that they were.
In the new, dead world that crunched below their feet, they were the only living things for years around the Earth. Kiku found her amongst the ashes of the apocalypse and that was okay. Up until meeting her, he was so lonely and cold, his caretaker passed away some odd number of years ago and he thought it to be about the time when he should venture.
Wanderlust was not the word he would use, no; curiosity wasn't it, either. Loneliness was the center focus for leaving his home of nearly 16 long, tiring years of practical solitude. Add another three years and that was the amount of time he spent meandering about the ruins that the moon had created.
He honestly, at
Soldier. Reader x PrussiaMore Like This
"Oh God...please don't - don't do this to me, damn you!"
How could she do this to him, after all those years struggling to realize how he felt about her and pulling a stunt like this was how she wanted to let him remember her? Her [e/c] eyes were flickering dimly in the lack of light around them. The ivory-haired young man gritted his teeth when she wouldn't respond to him; he slapped her a few times, gentle at first, and then one last hard smack to her cheek to stun her into waking.
Her lips were draining of color quickly and her head jerked on her neck, her eyes struggled to focus on him. Ash stuck to her bloody scrapes and dirt caked her broken legs. The inner mechanisms of her brain ground against each other to try and remember who he was, the vermillion-eyed man that held her so tightly, so softly, so lovingly.
She couldn't pull the name out of the black. Her brows furrowed. Her mouth tried forming words, but nothing was spoken through the movements she was imitating
Only For You. Reader x Shou KurusuMore Like This
Soft humming was sung into her ear, her long and dark lashes shadowed the apples of her cheeks as her [h/c]-locked head rest soundly in Shou's lap. His fingers brushed away her bangs from her shut eyes; a smile perked up the corners of his lips and his humming diminished into a gentle pianissimo.
[Name] would always ask Shou to sing for her and she was the only person on the face of the planet he was nervous to sing in front of - he was afraid of not being perfect for her. What if he hit a flat note on accident and she laughed at him? The only time he felt comfortable enough to sing for her was when he was singing her to sleep.
He would sneak his way into her dorm (she lived alone in her room) and sit at her bedside, hold her hand and stroke her knuckles with his thumb then hummed her a lullaby. On their lunch breaks she would help him with composing music for a project for his class and she'd pass out in the grass, listening to him hum.
Shou glanced down at [Name] and stopped stroking
Hold Me Tight. Reader x AmericaMore Like This
His hands were on her cream-laced hips; her skirt brushed his pant legs as they danced close together and touching their noses together. [Name]’s arms were up and around Alfred’s shoulders with her fingers locking together at the back of his neck, they rocked from side to side in time to the band’s playing – the mellow tone of the saxophone, the beat of the drums, and the hyped rhythm of the piano.
Alfred’s blue eyes never left her beautiful face, never wanting to miss a single second of her smiling face and their happy glow her [e/c] eyes shined. He kissed her, just a small peck, and pulled away from her – taking one of her hands from around his neck and twirling her around, her lacy skirts flying out around her as she spun in small circles.
He brought her back to him, keeping one hand on her hip and the other clutching her palm. He wasn’t the best dancer, [Name] knew that, but that didn’t stop him from trying. Alfred knew he wasn’
The Only One I Love (Prussia X Reader)More Like This
It was two days before your second anniversary with Gilbert and you planned out everything. A walk around the park while the sun is setting and a picnic under the moonlight. But, maybe that was just too good to be true, having your anniversary as perfect as that sounds impossible.
You were at home cooking dinner, waiting for your beloved Gilbert to come home from work. You set out plates of his favorite dishes and sat down on the chair, continuing to wait for him. It was now nine o'clock, but Gilbert was still not home like he usually was. However, you still waited for him believing he was just caught in work and nothing else. Though you were praying that he was just busy, you had an uneasy feeling that it wasn't that but something else...
You woke up not even knowing when you fell asleep, you looked at the time and saw that it was two o'clock in the morning, you gave up. 'What is Gilbert doing!' Frustrated, you tried calling him b
The audience awaits (Punk EnglandXReader)Distinguished. Proper. Neat and tidy.More Like This
That was how you were known at school. Little did they know......
You smiled, humming along to your earphones. You listened to a wide variety of things, ranging from old rock music to K- and J-pop. At the moment though you were infatuated with punk music. In fact you liked it so much you'd even started to dress that way.
You really liked the dress-style, it looked cool and rather good on you. Only thing was, you had no idea what your friends' reaction would be. Or anyone's reaction for that matter. Especially.....
So you'd taken to wearing your new clothes whenever you came home. Parading about in them, you sang loudly to yourself, a cheeky smile adorning your face.
The clouds, plants and birds were your only audience at this point, you didn't think you'd ever seriously sing in front of anyone else. Or so you thought anyway.
Contrary to your beliefs someone was spying on you, well, rather listening to your singing. He himself was quite notoriously
Hetalia vs Cleverbot- AmericaMore Like This
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN Hetalia. Or any of the characters used in this. Or Cleverbot.
WARNING: This has hints of USUK.
(A/n: Hey guys! Sorry for not updating for a while. I've decided that I will update all of my fanfics/stories
every Saturday, okay? This way, I can have some sort of deadline, which will help me to update faster.
Anyway, now it's America's turn to visit the Cleverbot.)
User: AMERICA HAS ARRIVED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BE EXCITED!!!!!!!!!!!!! XDDDDDDD
Cleverbot: No. You did not win. You're trying to cheat now. I won, you lost. Admit it.
User: WHAT? I'M A HERO AND HEROES DON'T CHEAT! D:
Cleverbot: You are good.
User: OF COURSE I AM! I'M THE ULTIMATE DEFENDER IN THE ENTIRE WORLD! >:'D
Cleverbot: Are you some kind of a god?
User: AWW STOP!!!! YOU'RE EMBARRASSING ME! :'D
Cleverbot: Well, you should be ashamed of yourself.
User: DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD: WHY?
Cleverbot: Is that you, or is your pet toaster on your keyboard?
User: HMM? I DON'T HAVE A PET TOASTER. THAT WOULD BE SO COOL THO
America x Reader - Balls of Steel"AHHH ________ IT'S SO TIGHT!!!!" Alfred said, getting some sweat on you.More Like This
"Just keep going!" You said, clearly displeased with how long he was taking.
You were making your new boyfriend, Alfred, model some new clothes you got. But since the clothes were made for girls and since he was FAT- I mean bigger than you, the clothes were a 'little' tight on him. It also didn't help that the air conditioning was broken.
You were writing a story on DeviantArt about how to lose a guy. You didn't exactly want to, but that wasn't up to you, it was up to your boss, Gilbert. So you were trying to do anything to make him dump you, but he still hasn't.
"Well show me how the skirt looks on you, turn around," you said making him turn around in the very, VERY, small skirt.
"Do you think we could do something else _________?" Alfred asked clearly uncomfortable wearing woman's clothes.
"Fine, but-" you were interrupted by the door knocking, "Wait right there," you opened the door to find Ivan.
The Cowboy and Me: Chap 1Your head hit the train window and you jolted awake. You rubbed your head. That hurt. The train jolted again, causing you to collide with your little brother, James.More Like This
"Ow!" he said.
The sixteen-year-old poked you. "Watch it ______." he said with a frown.
"It's not my fault." you said in your defense. He waved it off. You rolled your eyes and smiled. You brother always acted irritated, but he really wasn't. You leaned against his shoulder and tried to fall asleep again. Even though he was three years younger than you, he was taller than you by a lot.
The train suddenly jolted to a halt. You looked out the window. You nudged your father.
"Pa, we stopped." you said.
Your Pa jolted awake and rubbed his eyes. He looked out the window. "What in tarnation?" he mumbled.
Everyone in the third class car was looking around in confusion. Why did the train stop?
A man in uniform suddenly walked in the car and said, "Everyone, we apologize for the delay. The rail tracks are a little rusted here so we
RussiaxAmerica-PreveiwMore Like This
Fire and Ice.
By: Mariah S.
They were so different on so many levels that sometimes they forgot that they were friends or even allies. Ever since they first meet it had always been there. That spark of hatred, the spark of loathing, that spark of just wanting to murder the other. Oh, yes they knew it was their even before this happened, even before they meet on the battlefield. Russia had al
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You paused as you walked into the room. So many choices.
You looked around, feeling slightly crest-fallen. None of the cats really looked like on you could get along with.
Maybe you shouldn't buy a cat. You didn't know if your apartment even allowed cats.
Besides, would you really have the time to take care of one?
Sighing, you turned to leave.
"I'm really sorry Miss Elizabeta. I don't think I'm ready for a cat."
She nodded and shrugged, "Come back if you change your mind."
Sighing again, you left.
"I can't deal vith him." You looked over at your German friend. Ludwig was glaring at something behind the couch. He had called you over, saying that his cat was a pain in the ass.
"So what do you want me to do?" Standing up, you walked over and peered around him.
You blinked down at the little cat standing before you. He had a strange curl of hair. His beige fur ruffled.
"What kind of meow
APH- 9-11 Fanfiction-Part 1APH- 9/11 Fanfiction Part 1More Like This
September 10th, 2001
The meeting room was in its usual state of chaos. It seemed that everyone was talking at the same time. Luminous and brilliant, the sun's rays of light were barely able to pass through the drawn, khaki curtains sheltering the room from the world outside. Because it was not the only skyscraper in New York City, the meeting room could easily be seen from neighboring towers. Not far down the street, for example, were the Twin Towers. Anyone with decent eyesight could easily see into the rooms of the buildings nearby. The meetings of the UN were meant to be kept confidential, so all possible security measured had to be taken. Mounted high on the white walls, the clock displayed 8:37. Just as the red hand ticked to the twelve, the door opened and China walked in.
"Sorry I'm late," he said to no one in particular. America shuffled his papers and then rose, clearing his throat.
America X Reader - CloserMore Like This
America X Reader Closer
You grunted and stumbled as your loud American classmate slapped you happily on the back, forgetting his strength in his excitement. His loud laugh filled your ears and you couldn't help but laugh along with him once you'd recovered. His goofy smile and optimism were contagious.
"Let's play some badminton, _____! We'll be a totally awesome team!!"
You'd been randomly partnered up with Alfred F. Jones to play badminton as a team during your fifth period gym class. Today was the class competition, meaning the teams would be rotating around the courts to play against each other in a game; the winners would receive a small trophy and gift cards for shops at the mall.
You were inwardly jumping with joy at being partnered up with Alfred and, unbeknownst to you, so was he. The two of you knew each other well enough, sharing a few classes together, but you weren't close enough to be classified as 'friends'. And that was something the two of you desperately
~Falling For You~ An Italy x Reader One ShotMore Like This
It was nearly impossible not to fall for the clumsy, cheerful Italian. Sure, he was childish sometimes, but they say a child's love is the most pure. I suppose you could say, instead of swooping (name) off her feet, he nearly tripped her out from under them. The first time she met Feliciano, she was walking down her favorite path at the park. (Name) was watching as the changing leaves slowly drifted from their spot on the trees and flew away with the wind. She sighed at the signal that autumn was drawing to an end. It ment winter was coming, and that was (name's) least favorite month. She'd turned and continued down the path when out of nowhere, a young auburn haired man came flying down the opposite direction. It looked like he wasn't going to stop so she closed her eyes and braced herself for the impact. The man's foot caught hers and they both went down, she on top of him.
"Ouch.." she heard from underneath her. (Name) scrambled off t
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It had been a busy day for you today, and the whole school and learning business? It wasn’t exactly the best thing that ever happened to you. Taking some time to store some books and personal items into your locker, you were greeted with the beautiful scenery outside. The wind brushed through the trees and the flowers glowed bright and brilliant colors of all shade and tints.
You were also a bit worried, despite it being such a wonderful and lovely day today. A close friend of yours was not in any of his classes today. Your happy-go-lucky Italian friend usually never missed school, and you were just a little bit desperate to know his whereabouts. You hoped that everything was alright. To make matters worse, none of your classmates knew either.
It was time to walk home now, since your dwelling was nearby. You exited the front doors of you school and were immediately greeted by a couple of flowers that were on the ground. Taking good care n
Germany x Reader - Childish ActsMore Like This
"Vey vhat are you doing vere!?" Ludwig had a questioning look on his face looking at the (h/c) woman that is clinging to a crying Feliciano. It seemed that you were trying to calm the said Italian down from being yelled at by the big German for skipping out on training. Ludwig shakes his head and thinks 'Vhy do I even try to help him' "Uh hey Luddy!" screamed the woman when you realized that Ludwig was standing there with his hands on hips staring them down. 'typical' thought (f/n).
Ludwig took another look at the two idiots and smacked his face with his hand. "vhy do you insist on calling me that (f/n)?"
"Huh? Because I can~" you stopped clinging on the Italian and gave Ludwig a smirk.
'Why do I have a feeling that she is up to something?' Ludwig shook his head and turned around to talk to Kiku about who knows what.
"Ve~ (f/n), Why did you come when you knew we had trai
Hypnotized!JapanxReaderMore Like This
Hypnotized!JapanxReader : The Orange Pendulum
You picked the orange pendulum.
The World Meeting was pretty much déjà-vu : England and France fighting, Canada being a total ghost to anyone but you, Russia being his creepy self, especially towards the Three Baltic States, as always and America trying to be hero…
As the meeting went on, you looked carefully at each person present. Who would be willing to be hypnotized? Romano? No. Germany? No way, he does not look like he would want that…France? Maybe… America? Too excited. England? He knows about occultism, too, he wouldn’t fall for that trick…
Your attention then fell on a handsome nation with raven hair and dark brown eyes…You then thought about it, and decided it would be him. He would be too polite to refuse, and besides, he was your friend. And you knew exactly what you wanted to do with him…
And so, at the end of the meeting, you discretely follow him, until you were both outside the
Bullied!ItalyxTomboy!Reader Pasta For my HeroMore Like This
Pasta for My Hero
New School? Great. As if the flight to my new town wasn’t bad enough. I hate planes as much as I hate this move. I just want my old life back. My parents thought a change of scenery would be good for us. Since my brother joined the army they’ve been a bit jumpy about everything. I really can’t blame them. Their son could die with one mistake. I called him up hoping to get some emotional support.
“Hey kiddo! How’s the move?”
“Terrible. I didn’t want to move in the first place.”
“Hey it will be fine. I promise. So did they finally find a school to enroll you in?”
“Yeah. Hetalia Academy. And they have uniforms. They expect me to wear a skirt!”
“Ooooooooh. Good luck with that! We’ll I’ve got to go! Make sure you make lots of friend! Maybe even a boyfriend!”
“Ha. Yeah right. Bye.”
JapanXReader ~Failing“How can you be failing Japanese?” your step-father asked you, his face pulled into an intimidating frown as he held your report card. “This is unacceptable! Your best friend is Japanese for God’s sake! How do you fail?”More Like This
“Japanese is a really difficult language, George!” you defended yourself. “It’s not like kanji comes naturally, and let’s not even forget about the pronunciation. Like seriously! What the crap!”
“I thought your mother and I raised you better than this,” George shook his head. “Your mother would be rolling over in her grave. 27. How do you make a 27?” With that, the man that you bore no relation to and were stuck with threw the report card on the table and marched off to the living room where he turned on the TV, a beer in hand. You could hear him pop the cap as an ESPN reporter began on the weekly sports news.
You growled to yourself in anger, and then at your stepfather, and then
JapanXReader Ninja-ImprisonedMore Like This
(Name) stared at the landscapes in front of her, she sighted, lost again. Quickly putting her sword in her belt she started shuffling a little quicker. She had only took a few steps when (Name) realized that she wasn't the only one in this deserted landscape. Her grip tightened on her sword, it was hidden under her cloak. She could tell somebody was there from the corner of her eyes.
Sure from the outside she looked like an innocent girl... a little more muddier though. She pushed a strand of her hair behind her ears, her hands clutching the basket she was carrying. She fixed her stare on the ground, becoming more and more aware of the places and people around her. She stopped and glanced around, trying to seem as if she'd just heard something, as if she was an innocent girl who wasn't hiding her sword. (Name) continued on walking, a little quicker. In the blink of an eye she was facing a few people. She'd been surrounded. (Name) looked at th
Italy was dense..... So denseMore Like This
Italy was dense.....
So dense that he didn't realize.......
You were in love with him...
You were currently in the kitchen cooking with your best friend Italy. "Okay Y/N, first-a you have to-" "Italy I know how to make pasta." You said cutting him off. His face turned red as he looked at you, "Oh, I-a knew that." You grinned at him. "That's adorable, but if you want to cook I can sit down and wait." He shook his head, "Will you-a make some cookies." You grinned and nodded.
You made everything and put the cookies in the oven. You went to the couch to wait with Italy. You leaned on to him, your face a little red after you realized what you were doing. "I'm so sorry." You said getting up face red. "Don't worry I actually kind-a of liked It." He said his face was like a tomato. "Aww that's adorable." You exclaimed.
The oven beeped and you got the cookies setting them down next to the plate of pasta Italy cooked. "You look beautiful, bella(1)." This caught you off guard and you looked at It
Angel Hair (Italy x Reader)You made him pasta every night. He insisted on cooking for you since he was the Italian with cooking in his blood, but as his partner, you almost felt obligated.More Like This
The two of you hadn't been living together, you had your apartment and he his house, but you were there every night and slept over often. He admired your stubbornness at insisting to do something he could very well do himself. You didn't know what you called this attachment, but your boyfriend, Feliciano, was certain that he loved you, which is why he let you cook for him. If it pleased you, he'd allow nearly everything.
You placed the capelli d'angelo with shrimp and a lemon cream sauce in front of him, hoping he'd enjoy it, seeing as you hadn't made it in quite a while. In fact, you made it for him the first night you ever spent at his house. You hadn't expected anything special that night, but got an unexpected surprise when you pulled his curl, completely oblivious to its effects.
"What's so special about
Windows to the Soul (Italy X Reader One-shot)Italy x ReaderMore Like This
Windows to the Soul
(A/N: Grab all the things you love and squeeze them tightly to your chest. Oh, and grab a box or two of tissues. You may need it.)
~They say that eyes are the windows to one’s soul…
Feliciano seemed to be quite the happy, carefree person. He was the personification of the Northern half of Italy, and one of your closest friends.
Whenever you saw him, his eyes were closed and he always had a smile on his face.
A beautiful, happy, blissful smile.
There weren’t many times you saw him without it.
And his eyes.
Even though you had spent lots of time with Feli, you had never seen them open, not even once.
His family and other close friends told you that they were beautiful. ‘A shining, golden-honey brown.’ ‘Eyes that could make anyone melt.’ ‘A glimpse of heaven itself.’
With eyes that beautiful, why does he keep them closed?
This thought was one that wouldn’
Voodoo: 2p!America x ReaderWARNING: There’s probably a swear down there somewhere. (I checked.. there’s lots...) There’s also implied smexiness. Not that you don’t love it. There's a little gore too. ^^ All the good stuff. And it’s kind of fluffy for 2p!America... I blame the economy.More Like This
This song has been in my head all day. Listen to it. Absorb the awesomeness that is even more awesome than the awesome Prussia’s awesomeness: link
(You can tell it’s awesome because I said it four times.)
I hate the way you’re making me act around your friends,
And the way you keep saying you won't let me in.
Now I'm starving for your attention.
While you’re begging for my affection.
You elbowed me, giving me a stern look. I hated hiding in front of your friends, but I would endure all to stay with you.
Not that I would ever say that out loud.
You were mine.
Not that you didn’t have complete control over m
Vampire!RomanoxReader Part 2(Name) was in such incredible pain, but not as much as what it felt like twenty minutes ago. Her body was sore and she had a throbbing headache that would kill an elephant. Yet strangely enough she felt cushioned like she was in a bed, she opened her eyes slowly and she was right, she was in a bed, but not hers.More Like This
Had she dreamed the whole thing up did she really get attacked by Lovino or did she just fell and hit her head in the park and someone brought her to their home to help her? All she could think about right now was getting some food in her stomach before she really killed over.
She slowly sat up in the bed and winced with each movement she made, she was finally up, and she was out of breath, moving took a lot out of her. She looked at her hands and saw that she had bandages on them. She slowly rolled up her hoodie sleeve and found a few bandages and band aids on her arms too. She clenched her fist and winced, that was the same hand were she punched Lovino. She had to catch her b
Daddy!Germany X Daughter!Reader Vhat...?More Like This
It was late one Christmas night and Ludwig was trying to wrap a present with a small ribbon, but no matter how hard he would try, he would always mess up.
"Verdammit!" He screamed and threw off the ribbon, it was supposed to be a present for Italy, but so far, he kept failing. You walked over and saw that he was having trouble.
"What's wrong Vati?" "I can vrap zhis damn ribbon..." You smiled softly and grabbed the ribbon.
"Here I'll help you vati" he smiled softly at you, knowing you we're going to use the two bunnies song that he had taught you. You wrapped one ribbon around your index finger and the other with your other fingers.
Smiling softly, you began to sing that cute song.
"There were two little bunnies....and then they got horny, and they started to *beep* *beep* with the *beep* deep in the *beep* and deep inside the *beep* and that's how you make a bow!" The whole time you sang that song, you got a strange look from your father for he didn't remember teaching you that song in
Therapy?!? (Germany x Reader) Chapter 4You found Ludwig hugging you tightly, sounding as if he was quite happy you didn't hate him after he confessed. You were relieved when you heard that he liked you back, but you were also wondering if your mom would allow this.More Like This
"I'm go glad zhat you don't zhink I'm creepy. I just already like you so much.." he admitted, kissing you on the cheek.
You blushed, hugging him back. You loved how he was just as hopeless as you were at the moment. It wasn't often that you heard about someone who even remotely knew you existed, let alone loved you. And, the best part was that you liked him as well! It was just such a rare occurrence for you.
"Why would I think you're creepy? You're perfect!" you gushed as he broke off your hug, smiling at you.
His smile practically melted your insides, something that only he could do. You had only known him for a few days, but you already knew that he was special, different from anyone you have ever met. He w
Of Dogs and Love [Germany x Shy!Reader]More Like This
You were taking the usual way home, walking slowly to ensure that you wouldn't be attracting too much attention to yourself.
It was a nice spring day, the grass bending over from the weight of the wind forcing then down, the flowers looked especially radiant, and you could see children in the neighborhood running around playing.
The sound of barking attracts your attention immediately as you stop your trudging. To your left, a big Doberman was staring at you, baring its fangs.
Instead of scurrying away like any other person might have, you crouched down, hugging your legs. It continued to growl.
"Hello there," you greeted him, smiling to show that you weren't going to hurt him.
The dog hesitated, giving you a inquiring look.
You offered him your hand and he sniffed the palm of your hand before nuzzling into it.
You broke into a rarely seen smile and pet your newfound doggie friend. He seemed to like you, and it made you feel very happy inside.
"Berlitz? Vhere are you?"
GermanyxReader The Mochi Chronicles Chapter 1It really began on the Thursday before Christmas break. You sat happily with your closest friends, the tip of your nose a bright, cheery red. You tightened your jacket, shivering, and watched as your friends passed gifts out. (BF1) handed you a bag that read Joy to the World. You both laughed heartily at the phrase, and you knew full well that (BF1) had chosen that bag specifically for your healthy obsession with Hetalia. "I know you'll love it, _____. It'll go great with (BF2)'s present for you." (BF1) said, winking your way. You rolled your eyes and shook your head, eagerly taking the tissue paper out of the bag. When you saw the present, you giggled and held it up.More Like This
"A globe! How did you guys know?" You askedm admiring the circular object. (BF1) shrugged, "We have our ways." She grinned and shoved your shyer friend, (BF2), towards you. (BF3) and (BF4) suddenly stopped fidgeting, "Shhh, she's opening (BF2)'s present!" You raised a single eyebrow, "Is it really that awesome?" (B
GermanyxFairy!Reader 2“West! Come on, ve’re going to train.” Ludwig looked up from his newspaper, surprised. Prussia rarely opted to train with him. He would be glad for the company.More Like This
“West! Hurry ze hell up!”
“I’m coming, bruder, have a little patience.” Maybe not so glad. Ludwig got up, already in his running clothes, and joined his brother who was jogging in place by the door.
They set out together, the cool morning air hitting their faces. Soon they had come up on the fork in the path. All was going according to plan.
“Let’s go through the forest.”
“I vas there yesterday, let’s go the normal route” replied Ludwig.
“Nein. Ve go through the forest.” Ludwig looked suspiciously at his brother before nodding.
The trees were clothed in fresh green leaves, their bark a rich brown. The scent of wildflowers pervaded the air, and a light breeze filtered through the ancient trees.
You sat on a
TroublemakerGermany x trouble!readerMore Like This
You're a troublemaker
You're a troublemaker...
You ain't nothing but a troublemaker girl
"Verdammit _____ how vany times vust I say to vet it vight?"
"God ludwig stop screaming I'll promise to stop pulling Feli curl" smirked _____.
"Verdammit your doing it again!" Lugwig yelled louder
"Stop acting like my mom for holyromanempire sake!"
You had me hooked again from the minute you sat down
The way you bite your lip
Got my head spinnin' around
After a drink or two
I was putty in your hands
I don't know if I have the strength to stand
___ pouted. I know vat she vant but she can't have it.
"Please Ludwig give me another beer "____ said seductively
"Nein ______ just nein."
"Why nottttt" she whined
"Your drunk "
" am not" leaning on my back hugging my left side arm
Oh oh oh...
Trouble troublemaker. yeah
That's your middlename
Oh oh oh...
I know you're no good but you're stuck in my brain
And I wanna know
I sat vhere Vear da park on de bench.
For the first time in my m
Therapy?! (Germany x Reader) Chapter 3"(y/n)!! Get downstairs!" your mother called from downstairs.More Like This
You were still staring in the mirror, stunned at how you had dressed, knowing that you had dressed in that fashion to impress Ludwig. You blushed at the thought of him, trying to push him out of your mind once again.
"C-coming!" you replied, running downstairs, ready for your mother to reprimand you.
As soon as you got downstairs, you heard your mother giggling uncontrollably. She covered her mouth to try to stiffle the giggling, or at least not make it noticable, but you found that she wasn't very good at that. She just began to laugh harder, leaning against a chair in the living room, where you were, trying not to fall over with her uncontrollable bursts of laughter.
"Did you do this to impress Ludwig~?" your mother teased, obviously trying to make you giggle along with her.
You just sighed, and looked at her with an unimpressed look on your face, and walked towards the door that was nearest to your
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As you laid in your bed staring at the ceiling, you could hardly believe it; you had been married to Romano for over two years now. Everything had been going well with you and you were a happy couple but right now you were fed up.
No; you weren't fed up with Romano. You were fed up with bed rest.
Looking down at your stomach however, you still managed to smile as you rubbed it affectionately. You giggled when you felt the little life inside kick against the palm of your hand. Yes you were now eight months pregnant.
You remembered how it all happened. You had been married for about one and a half years and Romano was going through a very rough time. One day while he was out, you decided to surprise him with a really nice dinner when he got home. And so that's just what you did and though he didn't act all romantic about it, he was very happy that you'd done that for him or at least that's what you thought. You hadn't been sure at the time because he just sat there rather
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At your house you were waiting anxiously for Romano it was finally the day of the party and you were so excited but so nervous at the same time. You were so wound up in fact, that when Romano knocked at the door, you jumped a bit.
"Coming!" you called, rushing to the door.
Your eyes widened and you blushed at the sight before you
Here was your friend Romano, well more recently your boyfriend, dressed up in a black tuxedo with a dark red undershirt ..he looked perfect like a model
In the meantime, Romano couldn't take his eyes off you either. You had worn your hair in just the right way to flatter your face and your makeup complemented everything about you perfectly.
Your dress flowed all the way down to (place) and the color and cut of it was brilliant on you you looked perfect
"U-um so how are you?" you said finally.
"What? Oh fine." Romano said shifting his eyes to the side.
You smiled at how cute his face looks. "You're all pouty faced
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That was the only thing that ran through Cry's head as he scanned the scene before him. He set a steady pace of walking as he examined the entire facility. There were people everywhere; talking, yelling, walking, or what they were really there to do- play video games. Now he was definitely glad he decided to accept the invite to one of the best gaming expos in the history of gaming expos. Though he felt he didn't deserve it, they sure wanted him to feel like he did. Of course, Cry wasn't one to be rude. Despite all of that he couldn't hide the childish flurries happening in his mind as he looked around.
The first booth he saw was that of the new Assassin's Creed. Without hesitation he approached it, immediately granted access to a controller and headset. He immersed himself in the game and slowly became one with the blade. For a little while Cry was oblivious to the whispers behind him as he played. As soon as the de
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You watched him like a hawk out of the corner of your eye. Every move he made captivated you in their own little odd ways. You loved the way he walked. Head up, shoulders back, spine straight, tough and proud. He always walked with the same pace, like a soldier. It was like he had been doing it his whole life. His movements were swift and fluid. One after the other, like a well oiled machine. He opened the locker. He took the books out, one by one, and put them in his bag. His arm moved in the exact same way every time. He shut the locker. A single strand of his beautiful slicked back blond hair fell out of place. He raised his hand and tucked it gently back into place. And then, for a fleeting moment, his gorgeous, piercing blue eyes locked with your (e/c) ones. You looked away.
He was amazing in every sense of the word. You loved every single thing about him, but at the same time, you were terrified of him. He was so intimidating, and you were so invisible. He was so big,
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When Ludwig woke up the next morning, he was in a particularly foul mood. He refused to talk to his brother, and instead only replied to him with shakes and nods of his head or grunts. He packed some extra clothes in his backpack today. He was going to need them if his plan succeeded. He just hoped he'd be able to save (Name) in time.
When you woke up the next morning, you were considerably happier than usual. After a good night's sleep that had been filled with dreams of only good scenarios, you were in high spirits and felt that you had the courage to speak to the man of your dreams again today. After all, how hard could it be? All you had to do was call his name, say "hi", and it would take care of itself from there. Easy peasy. Piece of cake.
Unfortunately, when you arrived at school and prepared to approach Ludwig, your hopes were quickly dashed. His locker was just around the corner on
Teacher!Germany x Student!Reader - Chapter 5 As you were walking into school with Gilbert holding your hand, you felt ashamed but worse; You felt like you betrayed Ludwig. You saw Ludwig and gave him a sadden face, thank god Gilbert didn't take German class because he came from Germany but he didn't cause a lot of trouble; even for you and Ludwig.More Like This
"_______, I need to talk to you. Vould you mind to stay?" Ludwig asked; you gave him a simple nod of an "ok". You looked up at him with teary eyes and whimpered, you couldn't take it.
"I hate this Ludwig, I love you and no one else! Why me?" You cried out, Ludwig held you in his arms. You cried into his chest, he stroked and kissed your head. You were hoping for the best and that everything would be ok.
"I know, ______, I know." Ludwig said to you, then he bent over and kissed you passionately. You ovbiously kissed him b
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"KESESESESE~ Oh bruder!!!!" The man said, apparentky its his brother. Ludwig gave out an annoyed sigh when he heard that weird yet orginial laugh. The door slammed open and you said a boy, but if its Ludwig's brother, he had to be older than a highschool student.
"Hallo, bruder and...oh, who is this?" He said as he lifted you up and saw your naked body, you yelled loudly and whacked him and hid under the covers. Ludwig was pissed and laughing, his brother did that to his girlfriend, how could he but you got him for Ludwig.
"WHO WAS THAT?! Ludwig...." You said in a paniced worried voice. Ludwig rubbed your back and kissed your head over the covers of this bed and chuckled, but it was a worried chuckle.
"He is my older bruder, __________. Gilbert." He said in an annoyed tone knowing he didn't like his older brother too well.
Teacher!Germany x Sick!Reader Chapter 2 It was about two months since you were going out with your new german teacher; Ludwig Beilschmidt. So, as you were about to text your boyfriend, you always fainted and the world started to spin. You fell back into your bed, you could hear your mother worry and she brought you back into bed. When yoor mom got out of the room to get you medicine, you decided to text Ludwig to tell him that your sick and not worry.More Like This
"Hey Ludwig, I will not be in school today...I'm sick, I'm sorry." </b> You text Ludwig, you started to feel tired and needed to rest. You didn't know that Ludwig was texting you crazy making sure you were ok. It was terrifyling the man! He wanted to know if you were ok but he had to settle down for class. He couldn't wait for the end of the day
----Time Skip: After School on the to ________House----
"I hope she is ok?" Ludwig thought as he tried to calm down from the fact that you never replied to the text message and
Teacher!Germany x Student!Reader Chapter 1 "Guten morgen student! I'm your new german teacher, Ludvig Beilschmidt and I will hope you had learned the Germany anthem as your retired teacher, Mr. Lennon, had asked you to do." Ludwig said in a confident voice. Everyone gave a groan except you, you were german and your grandfather taught you the german anthem which was fun. You would gladly raise your hand but you were too scared, so...as time went on; so did the misrable attempts to accomplish this anthem. 20 mintues wasted as the bell rang. The teacher seemed pretty mad about this, so you decided to go talk to him and show him what a true german was about.More Like This
"Um... Mr.Beilschmidt?I would like to talk to you about today's class. I know I should have raised my hand but I was too shy and I have stage fright. So, if its ok with you, may I sing the Germany Anthem?" You asked in a small voice, Ludwig was blushing a little and he nodded.
"Ja, go on ms...._______?" He asked for your name and you nodded, you coughed a l
~Let Me Heal You~ Teacher!Sweden x Student!ReaderI must now write a Teacher!Sweden x Student!Reader cock block with a Reader that is depressing, that takes place on Valentine's Day and must somewhere feature a funny hat.More Like This
I had so many attempts, and this was one that I could actually do. You will NOT know how many times 19 kept popping up when you have to choose a country! YO, SCOTTY! YOU'RE BAD LUCK!
Let's get on with the form before I explode.
Pairing: Teacher!Sweden x Student!Reader
Genre: Cock block
Inspiration: I did the Reader Insert Generator thingy. It's good, since I've always wanted to write for our smexii Sve.
You got off of the bus, smelling the sour air around you. Everything seemed bad to you, so it wasn't like it was a big deal. The hearts around the school could only mean one thing: Valentine's Day. You
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You sighed annoyed at the evil red alarm clock. Quickly you stood up from your comfortable king sized bed and stumbled a bit waiting from the wave of nausea to pass. After regaining your senses you went to the bathroom to take a quick shower and brush your teeth. After the relaxing shower you blow dried your (h/l) (h/c) and straightened it. You put some foundation, lip gloss, mascara and eyeliner and grinned at your reflection.
'Perfect.' You thought.
Why did you try your best to look perfect? For your crush Berwald of course! You truly loved him!
You dressed up in your usual school uniform that consisted of a plain short dark blue skirt, a white button up blouse and the same dark blue color blazer.
Making your way downstairs you greeted your family and took a seat on the big table. Your mom was cooking pancakes, your favorite. Her small hand put a big plate of pancakes next to you on the table, you smiled at
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My name is_______.
I am a student, i get good grades in almost everything...but i started failing my math class so my parents got me a tutor. At first i was thinking Ughhh i don´t need a tutor, i can do this by myself so why are my parents doing this.
*You hear someone knocking on your door*
"Huh...? It must be the tutor...¡Come in!"
-click- You heard the door open.
"Hi ______! I´m your new tutor Ivan" He said as he entered my room
He had some beautifull eyes, he was wearing a scraf and a coat. He was just some years bigger than you.He closed the door and sat on a chair you had.
"So let´s start, I hope we can get along." He smiled.
From the day you saw him you fell in love, you always wanted the tutoring lessons to last more.
You became good friends with him, you had his phone number and he had yours.
"So see you tomorrow Ivan."
"Ehmmm...Actually...this is the last
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You were on your way to (Class Name), which in your opinion thought it was the best subject. The reasons? For one thing you got a good grade on it, since it was easy to remember the lessons that were taught. The second reason, you had a crush on the teacher, Mr. Braginski. He was always seemed nice in your eyes. But the rest of the class thought otherwise. Saying that he had a strange 'aura' that freaked people out, that he was really weird and such. You still didn't see why they didn't like him. Opening the door you noticed Mr. Braginski, with the same cute smile he had on everyday.
"Hello (Name), sit down." He said.
"So since this is the last semester, and you move on to the next grade I wanted to give you two things."
"Really? What is it Mr. Braginski?" You asked curiously.
"Well I just wanted to tell you that your grades in this class are very good. But then again I wouldn't be surprised. You are my favorite student (Name)." You felt grateful that he considered you one of his 'favo
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You were running like hell to the German class.Again your clock was an ass and did ring when it should.You missed the bus and you didn't had time to eat your breakfast.This morning wasn't really your best.And worse your German teacher didn't like when students where late and this was your second time when you was late...not cool dude...not cool.You finally reached the class,but was a little afraid to enter,but you did anyway,you got to choose?NO.
You entered the class and the teacher was already there making the presence.He looked at you when you entered and from his face you knew he was annoyed.
"Um...sorry for coming up late,but well..."you tried to say something but what managed to come out was a nervous laugh.He sighed and rubbed his temples.
"Alright sit down."he said with in annoyed voice.You did as you was told and sit down next to your friend who just smirked at you.You in response gave her a glare.
"Alright class,i want to see your homeworks."the teacher said.You tried to find
Teacher!America x Student!Reader - HeroFebruary 14th brought as much pink-and-red heart balloons and hallway make-outs as you had expected, and first period hadn’t even started yet. The hallways were decorated for the Valentine’s Day dance, and you just stood outside Mr. Jones’s door, books clutched to your chest, blushing at the thought of who your Valentine was this year.More Like This
The two of you had had a cute, secretive relationship for a few weeks now, and gone on very discreet dates. You wondered if he had anything planned for today, but considering it was a school night, that was probably a no. Just in case, however, something happened during school, you had dressed nice; and by nice, I mean a nice, red, half-to-the-knees skirt and white half-calf boots. A white, fluffy long-sleeved sweater with a scooping neckline showed off only the straps of your red tank top.
You were still very anxious to see him, and waited impatiently outside of your US History class with your fellow classmates.