Germany x Reader - GIMME KISS!"H-Hey L-Luddy.." You bit on your lower lip really hard to stop yourself from laughing. You didn't want to expose what you had up your sleeve.More Like This
You slowly raised his head up from his book, his glasses were resting on the bridge of his nose, while his eyes were looking suspiciously at you. "Ja?" He said slowly, eyeing you still. "S-So.. C-Can.. Y-You look tired.." You tried really hard not to snicker but now your voice was extremely shaky. "..Nein.. is something vrong?" He raised an eyebrow at you as he put his book down.
"U-uh.. N-No.. You just.. L-Look r-r-really tired.." You tried even harder, now biting your tongue quite hard. "Are you sure you're okay? You look nervous.." He tilted his head to the side a little. "Y-Yes.. i'm..fine. You look.. reeealllyyy tired.. Y-You should.. Lay down.. and.. R-Relax.." You bit your tongue a bit harder, now feeling tears from laughing coming soon.
"A-Alright zhen.. since you insisted.." He simply shrugged after he gave you a weird look. He finally
[APH] Germany Scenario: Walking in on him peeing.You and your best friends, Ludwig the tough German guy, and Feliciano the hyper Italian guy, have been roomates for a year now. You guys basically we're comfortable around eachother, well.. That's what you and Feliciano thought.More Like This
You we're on the couch watching The Food Network, Cupcake Wars to be precise. Whilst Feliciano was in the kitchen playing some pasta game with your iPhone. 'Ugh. I wanna show Luddy this show. I'm sure he'd like it..' Your inner voice spoke. "Feli~!" You shouted from the living room, as your legs spread across and relaxed on the coffee table. "Yyyesss~?" You heard Feli's cute squeaky voice from the kitchen. You smiled a little at the sound of his voice. "Do you know where Luddy is?" Your eyebrows furrowing a bit at the thought of Luddy gone without even seeing him the whole entire day. "Eh.. I dont think so?!" He chuckled awkwardly from the kitchen. You nodded and continued to watch Cupcake Wars. "God Damn it Sarah. Why did you lose to that idiot Mark?" Y
Papa!SpainxMama!Reader - Our Bedtime StoryMore Like This
You groan as you hear your son yelling for you, burying your head under your pillow.
Youre being called, mi amor, Toni mumbles, nudging you with his foot. You growl at him, unimpressed with being woken up.
You go. I need my sleep. All pregnant women of the world should have the right for their husbands to take the night shift, especially if theyre carrying two, you reply, running a finger over your belly quickly before pulling the duvet up further.
Apparently this doesnt matter to your son, Luis, who gets out of bed, wanders out of his room and opens your bedroom door, quietly. He, however, is not quiet.
Mama? he says, walking over to the bed and climbing onto it.
You smile to yourself before you surface from under the sheets and sit up, Whats wrong, sweetie?
I heard something, he whispers, as if whatever he thinks he heard is listening. Theres a p
By Your Side - France X Sick!ReaderMore Like This
By Your Side (1/2)
Sick!Reader X France
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“AAAACHOOOO!” You sneezed into your elbow and tried to keep your eyes open.
You had seemed to caught a cold in the past few days and were now sick with a bad cold.
You lazily got out of your warm and comfy bed and made your way down stairs to fix yourself a nice warm glass of hot chocolate and than maybe sit and watch a few episodes of (fave show).
As you walked into the kitchen you caught site of your kettle and decided to warm up some water to make the cocoa. You half-heartedly grabbed the kettle and filled it up half way and placed it back on the stove at a medium temperature.
While the water boiled you found a nice tall (fave color) mug that one of your friends had given you for the holidays. You placed the mug on the counter next to your stove and than walked over toward your pantry.
You placed your hand inside and dug around for a while until you felt the plastic package and drew it out. A
By Your Side (SEQUEL)- Sick!France X ReaderMore Like This
By Your Side(Sequeal)
Sick!France X Reader
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“And what did I tell you before you insisted on helping me ‘get well’?” You asked the Frenchman.
“Zhat I might get ill also….” He replied with a sigh.
“Annnnnd, what happened?” You inquired.
“I got sick….”
“Hmmmmm……” You nodded your head and handed him some Aspirin to help with his headache.
“Thank you.” He smiled weakly and took the tablets.
“I’ll let you rest now. Call me if you need anything Francis.” You smiled and walked toward the door out of his room.
“Okay mon cherie.” He yawned and laid down underneath the blankets and rested his head on the pillow.
You smiled to yourself at how cute he looked and closed the door softly.
After a few days of nursing you back to health, Francis had come down with the same virus you had a few days ago.
Even though it was only
In Between = Spain x Reader =“Bastardo what are you doing?!”More Like This
Antonio’s arms were wrapped around (y/n)’s waist while hers were wrapped around his neck. The couple was just about to kiss when somebody decided to interrupt them.
Lovino fumed as he made his way to the couple and pushed at Antonio’s legs, prying the two apart. After his successful attempt of keeping that bastardo away from the bella ragazza, as he would call it, he looked up at (y/n) with arms stretched wide as if expecting for a hug.
(y/n) squealed at how cute Lovino looked with his arms outstretched like that. He doesn’t usually show this kind of affection to anyone.
Antonio knew what was happening, in a few seconds, he would lose (y/n)’s a
Another Day (SpainXReader)More Like This
The air within the small room was warm and somewhat comforting while he sighed; stretching his limbs out all while trying to be as still and rock like as possible. Once he was done with his carefully monitored stretching, he looked down to see a females figure cling to him in her sleep. With a curved lip directed towards her direction, he placed his hand on her shoulder, hiding his grass colored eyes behind his eyes lids with a deep sigh parting his lips.
Once his eyes opened another time, he shot them over towards the small alarm clock that rested on the nightstand beside his side of the bed. He smiled to himself for another moment before turning his head back towards the ceiling; staring at the tacky colored paint that met his eyes. “Another day it is.” Antonio muttered, humming slightly to himself.
He felt the movement of another; he assuming she had woken up. “Good morning.” He still had his eyes on the ceiling’s paint while pulling her into a weak hug
Spain x Reader- ArachnophobiaMore Like This
"Toni, hurry!" You shouted in fear, backing up into the corner of your shared bedroom, shaking. You pushed against the walls, as if you could somehow move them if you tried hard enough, but of course, it was no use. All you could do was anxiously await Toni, hoping he could rescue you before your predator reached you. Heart racing, thumping painfully against your chest, you squealed out again: "Toni!"
The sound of footsteps coming up the stairs was rapid as your pulse. Toni burst into the room, panting heavily, green, concern filled eyes wildly darting around the room. "Whats wrong?!" The Spaniard asked when he did not see a serial killer, or rapist, or Ivan.
Whimpering, you pointed a quivering arm to a black speck on the white sheets of the double bed in the middle of the room. Confused, Toni glanced towards the bed, edging closer towards it. He was rigid with caution, however his posture immediately relaxed once more when he saw a tiny, black spider, no bigger than the end of his pin
Churro Kisses~~Spain X ReaderMore Like This
Baking was one of your favorite hobbies. You would bake almost all the time-when you were sad, happy, angry, or even lonely. It came naturally to you, and anyone who tried your food was amazed by the amount of care you put into making it. So, when your best friend Antonio said he was flying back from visiting some friends in Spain, you just knew that you had to bake him something. But what? The idea came to you quickly-you would make him some homemade tacos, and for desert you would make churros. Toni always got a little heartsick when he came back from Spain, and nothing would make him feel better than some good food.
You arranged a night where both of you would just get together and spend the day doing absolutely nothing as usual, and you made sure to get all the ingredients. You even went as far as researching tons of recipies for churros and tacos.
Before Antonio showed up, the tacos had already been made and you were working on the batter for the churros.
''Hola, chica! I missed y