SpainxReader ~ ChurrosYou wiggled uncomfortably in your chair. If you could really call it a chair. It was just a pile of pillows pushed up against your bed so you could watch TV from the floor. The lights were turned off, the only illumination in the room coming from the TV that took up the majority of one wall.Another commercial. You sighed and let your gaze travel around the room. You were bored senseless. The X-box hooked up the the TV looked inviting but you were at the peak of boredom, that point where you were just too lazy to do anything.Your stomach decided to make itself heard, letting out a loud rumble of indignation. “Shut up, stomach.”
Prussia X Reader ~ Insane DreamYou are lying in your bed and thinking how awesome it would be, to live with the characters from Hetalia. Then you sigh. You know you have to go back to sleep, but you can't, because you feel that you have to cry. So you feel tears down your cheeks, not knowing, why you have to cry.It's like your head is giving the answer right know and you whisper: "Prussia, I love you". You stand up from your bed, grab a tissue and whip your tears away with it. You sob and slowly you move to your window to stare outside and thinking about your unnecessary life. "Why can't you be real?", you whisper, while you sob and cry further."Why can't make god my
RussiaxReader: Gadyuka 'Viper' Christmas BonusIt was finally Christmas time, but Ivan didn't want to anything to do with it. Every time you brought up the idea of decorating the house he would give you an intimidating look before walking away. But you weren't going to give up that easily, you never did. This was going to be your first Christmas as a family since the birth of your second child. Normally you would fly to America to celebrate it with your parents and Alfred but with a newborn you didn't want to take such a long flight.You were sitting in the nursery feeding your two month old. It amazed you how both your children looked alike. They both had your hair and eye color a
JapanxReader Stupid BugsYou finished unpacking your last box in your new apartment you share with a roommate. You've only met him twice before today so you don't know much about him. You walk to his room and knock on the door. "Come in..." You open the door and smile. Honda Kiku was lying on his bed flipping through a manga and looks up at you. "Kiku, I finished unpacking. Do you want to go grab some food?" He stands up and stretches. "I'd rather cook for us than go out." His accent was heavy and you loved the way it sounded. "Oh, alright then, I can help you cook if you want." He shakes his head and starts making his way to the kitchen. "You are probably tired. You
Teacher!AustriaXReader: I don't feel lovely today[Your POV] I was sitting on the sofa watching the news. It's not something that I'd usually watch, but there's nothing interesting right now. "I still have to study. . ." I couldn't help but look at my physics book. I was ready to stand up when I hear the door opening, so I looked at it. "_____, I'm home." Roderich, my boyfriend finally arrived home. He's a teacher, my physics teacher, so he usually arrives later than me. He came to the living room, sat next to me and smiled. He then asked me: "How are you?" I smiled. "I'm fine, thank you. How about you?" "I'm fine too, a little tired, but still fine." "You'd rather play th
4. FrancexReader: All I Want for Christmas Is YouAngrily you threw your purse on the kitchen counter. This was the third time in the last year you had caught your boyfriend, excuse me, EX-boyfriend flirting with another woman. Subsequently this was also the third time you had dumped him."Damn that flirting French jerk," you grumbled kicking a chair. "And he thinks I'll just come crawling back to him." You sarcastically whined, "WELL NOT THIS TIME!" Quickly you changed out of your skirt and heels to sweats and slippers.After a while you heard someone knocking on the door, "_________! __________, s'il vous plait mon amour! (please my love)""Go away Francis!""I'm sorry, please take me
Clueless Idiota (RomanoxReader)You were sitting in a café, waiting for one of your good friends, Lovino "Romano" Vargas, to arrive. You never really got why he wanted people to call him that. He told you it reminded him of his late mother who made things with Romano cheese and tomatoes (his two favorite ingredients) a lot. He didn't really want people to call him "Tomato" (though his cousin, Antonio, did so anyways) so he stuck with Romano. Why this crossed your mind, you didn't know. Maybe it was because you had some feelings for the southern Italian man? Yes, you had feelings for him and you weren't going to lie to yourself about it, but you never could tell anyone
Love with my Best Friend: PrussiaxReaderDo you hear me,I'm talking to youAcross the water across the deep blue oceanUnder the open sky oh my, baby I'm tryingYou were laying on a sandy white beach, a hollowed out pineapple filled with delicious juices, a straw and umbrella sticking out the top in your hand. You took a sip and relaxed. There wasn't a cloud in the sky and you could see forever."_______!!" you heard in the distance. You looked around, not seeing anyone in sight."_______!!" you heard again, a little louder. You look to the ocean and see a white boat. On the bow of the boat, someone was waving at you franticly."_______!!" you heard the voice and it sounded
The Key to my Heart~ BestFriend!RomanoxReader"Wait for me until I return, mi bella," was the last thing he said to you in person. You both exchanged one hug, before he turned around without looking back, to board the airplane.You watched him go with tears in your eyes. Even then you couldn't say what you've always wanted to say. Two simple, but beautiful words in his lovely language….Ti amo….~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"____________, come down stairs, I want to talk to you!" Eliza, your best friend called from down stairs. It was now exactly ten years from that day you said goodbye. You were now in college, rooming with Elizaveta, and
S. Italy x Reader - Safe The secretary narrows her eyes at you, the clacking on her ancient writing device stopping, snapping her head up from your dry cough."Si?" She looks like the stereotypical Italian- curly dark hair, impatient brown eyes, and a mouth set into a tight, firm line. Which wouldn't be ironic at all, since you are in Italy."Ah, yes." You search deep into your messenger bag, rapidly retrieving your wallet and passport. All your papers fall to the floor. You smile weakly at her, ignoring her unimpressed stare, scrounging to the floor to pick them up. "I am... visiting, from (y/c), and, I need a room for this... five star hotel, but no o
.:House:. Romano x ReaderOk so for the people who don't know Antonio is Spain and Lovino (Lovi) is Romano~----------------------------------------------------------------------------------"Stupid!""Jerkface!""Potato eatin-""Baka!""What the hell does that even mean?!?""Exactly!" This is what happened every morning at Lovino's when you came and visit. You and Lovino have been friends for a long time now and always had an argument everyday, what a strange relationship you have there.Lovino stares at you quietly his eye twitching slightly. "Fine you win this time!" He takes a sip of water."Awww yeah!" You hold your hand up for a high-five at Antonio. An
Seven Minutes in Heaven: SconeA/N: So sorry that this is so fuckin late! XP I hate school work. After this I'll take requests for the next person! BTW I already have requests for Prussia, Hong Kong, and Denmark……Anyway, on with the last chapter of Seven Minutes in Heaven~SconeYou eagerly put you hand in the hat and pulled out something."I got a rock.* Oh wait, it's a scone!" you say with realization. America gives you a look of pity and tosses you into the closet. You pick yourself off of the closet floor and wait for England to come. It wasn't long before you heard the Brit yelling at America."You bloody git! I told you I didn't want to play this damned
Was it Fate? Ch 2 Prussia x ReaderWas it Fate That Made Us Fall in Love? Chapter 2 (Name) set down the small kitten after shutting and locking the door. Her apartment was pitch black and she was having issues turning on the lights. "Where's the damn switch!?" She cursed out loud. Then suddenly the lights turned on but…she didn't do it. She looked around quickly making sure there wasn't a robber in her home. "That was freaky huh kitty?" She spoke while looking down at the kitten that only meowed in response. "I should probably give you a name….How about errrrr…." She stared at the feline drawing to a blank. He meowed and rubbed against her leg and perhaps it
Was it Fate? Ch 1 Prussia x ReaderWas it fate that made us fall in love? Fate. Some believe in it and some don't; perchance could it have been a young girl's fate to loose her parents in a blistering fire? Or was it fate that when she was sent to an orphanage where she found that no one wanted to adopt her because she always looked miserable? This was (Name's) story, and it was the life she had learned to live with. Today was her 16th birthday and she was moving out of the place where she was supposed to be adopted. She packed up her things silently and she was almost done, except for one item that she had always cherished. It was a photo of her mother and father and hersel
APH: Twin TroubleAPH: Twin TroubleReader x PrussiaChapter 1As you walk into the old school, you look up and sigh. After being here for a year, you still can't seem to make any friends, or get away from your twin's boyfriend. He seems to have taken up picking on you; tripping you in the hallways, pushing you around during GymClass. And yet, your twin, Olive, doesn't notice the little things he does toannoy you.Shambling towards your locker, you quietly pack your school bag for the day. Wincing when you hear the loud obnoxious laughter coming from down the hallway, you turn to see your twin's boyfriend, Arthur, you thing his name is, walking towards
GermanyxReader Spring CleaningOh gawd...the implied smut D; I feel so dirty....anywho~WARNING!!! Implied smut ahead. Don't like, Don't read. If you report me, I will find you and beat you with a spoon until you die ._. You have been warned! (High five to anyone who got that spoon reference)------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Your eyes fluttered open to the sound of your phone ringing. You looked at it and sighed. "Ludwig, what do you want?" You answered the call. "Hello?" You said rather coldly. "[Name]? Did I wake you? I-I'm sorry." You rubbed some of the sleep out of your [e/c] eyes. "No, it's fine. I needed to g
AmericaxReader Guardian AngelYou raced through the dark streets of New Jersey trying to find any means of shelter. You were tired from running and you were frustrated at the fact that the rain had not let up one bit for the past two hours. You finally came to a worn down looking bus bench and sat. You were very thankful that the roof wasn't completly destroyed. Tucking a peice of wet [e/c] hair behind your ear, you debated about running the rest of the way home, or staying out of the rain waiting on a bus in a God forsaken part of town. You quickly made up your mind as you saw six suspicious looking characters slowly making their way towards you. You grabbed for your pep
GermanyxReader Thank You"[Name]! Get in here!" You jumped at the harshness in your bosses voice. He was angry, and you knew why. You slowly walked into his office and shut the door. You felt lke a child being called into the princpals office again. You sat down and began to fiddle with the loose thread on your skirt. "I want you to tell me why two shelves of supplies were knocked over! Most importantly, I want you to tell me why they didn't get picked up." You looked into his icey blue eyes and blushed. Even after a whole year of working with him, you still couldn't think straight when he was around. "W-well sir, I was going to, but I was stopped by a costumer. She
NorwayxReader No Joke"Lukas!" You ran towards your Norwegian friend. He looked up from his book with an emotionless face. "What?" You skidded to a halt and brushed a stray peice of [e/c] hair behind your ear. His already dull eyes seemed to show no spark of interest or curiosity. You could never read him. Which made asking this question all the more difficult. You stood there blushing, hoping the words would just flow out of your mouth. That did not happen. "O-oh, um-nevermind!" You turned to leave and ran straight into Lukas' Danish roomate. "Oh! I'm so sorry, Mathias!" The Dane laughed and flung his arm around you. "No problem, [Name]! I was actually trying to
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