Student!Norway X Teacher!Reader X Student!DenmarkMore Like This
“Did I ever tell you how beautiful you look today?” Mathias Kohler, your Danish student in fourth-period AP World History leaned on your desk and stared lovingly into your eyes. You could smell the gel from his hair and you tried not to wrinkle your nose in respect for you student, although it was clear he had no respect for your personal bubble of space. Your business suit wrinkled as you practically were pushed up against the wall.
“You’ve told me every day since school started, Kohler,” you smartly said, standing up to go put away the graded paper in your hand into a folder, “and I’ve told you, it will not raise you 82% in this class to an A.” You opened the filing cabinet, turning to look at him with a dubious glare.
“Who said this was about grades? I just want to honestly tell you how beautiful you look. Every day.”
“It would make me happier if you would go to your seat and be quiet. Like Lukas.” You motioned
Teacher!Austria x Student!Reader : SymphonyWARNING: Lime-ish. Honestly, I don't know what to classify this as, but there's a bit of sexual touching. :iconpervyfranceplz:More Like This
A perfectly polished, glossy piano sat, waiting eagerly for your touch.
You sighed softly, running your fingertips over it.
You couldn't bring yourself to admit it, but you had begun to lose interest in your piano playing.
Nights were spent slaving over dozens of complex, advanced musical notes, but despite all your efforts and attempts to peak your interest, you still could not keep that once fiery, burning passion for your music.
This’ll be my last lesson with Mr. Edelstein, you thought with a hint of remorse.
Said man entered the room, nodding as you quickly sat down and prepared your music.
“Good afternoon, (Y/N).” He sat down in his chair, adjacent to the piano.
You couldn’t help but ogle his perfection, and the calm, melodic accent made him all the more desirable.
You gulped, chasing these inappropriate thou
The Lonely Side Prussia x Child!ReaderMore Like This
The Lonely side
Prussia x Child! Reader
Gilbert always seemed like someone who was very popular that everyone knew, some found annoying, and others found attractive. But what they never really knew about the once great kingdom was that he was lonely as he could be. For he would spend his days with either his laptop or his only two friends, no one ever really cared about the person inside, just the shell he was trapped in.
Around this same time a little girl who was no more than four was dropped off at an orphanage by her mother while she slept. The poor child had no idea what she was about to encounter. She was small, frail, and wouldn’t last a day in the rough life of that of an orphan. The child would soon come to know hardships of fighting with other kids, bumps and bruises, and of course sadness of wondering why she was there and if she’s ever going to leave.
After a couple weeks Gilbert went over to the bar when he saw some children playing in the
Soldier!Father!GermanyxDaughter!Reader “Daddy? Where are you going?”More Like This
You watched as your father walked to the front door. His hand was just touching the knob. Surprised, he turns to you. You were in a white nightgown, your thin stilt-like legs holding you up. You were clutching your favorite stuffed bear, and your (color) hair was a mess.
“_________?” he says, his eyes focusing on you, “What are you doing here? It’s past your bedtime!”
“What are YOU doing here?” you ask, “It’s past YOUR bedtime, too!”
You examine his dress. He was in some nice clothes, but he had two large suitcases with him.
“_________, sweetie…” your father kneels down to you, “Your daddy needs to head out. Just go back to bed, okay?”
“Where are you going?” your head tilts to the side, “Can I come, too?”
“NO!” your father yells, making you step back a bit. Noticing your frightened expression, he softens, &