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Welcome to our Hetalia group!
1. No flaming
2. Submit to right folders
3. Don't be mean to anyone
If you follow all these guidelines, we'll be more than happy to have you in our group!
AmericaXPregnant! Reader- Baby namesOkay guys, my first CountryXReader, no hate. Also I think I got a little off topic, but no matter! I hope you guys like it!AmericaXPregnant! Reader- Baby names by Rainbow-babee
"How about Alfred Jr.!~" Your boyfriend practicly scremed. You moved a strand of (h/c) hair out of your face and turned to your obnoxius, childish boyfriend.
"Babe," You tried to sound clam, but it wasn't really working out. "You said that name three times already! And, once again no!" You and your boyfriend, Alfred, were picking out baby names. You were already 6 months along, and two weeks ago you two found that you were having a boy. So you did what any normal couple would do; Go crazy to find that perfect baby name.
"Whhhhy nooot!?" Al whined. You had to basically raise your childish boyfriend for two years, so you were way ready for a baby. You sighed and set down your cute little Hello Kitty note pad filled with baby names.
"This is hopeless! Were never going to find the
Prussia X Ex!Reader: Still Into You"Can't count the years one handPrussia X Ex!Reader: Still Into You by HetailiaUniverse-XD
That we've been together
I need the other one to hold you.
Make you feel, make you feel better.
It's not a walk in the park
To love each other.
But when our fingers interlock,
Can't deny, can't deny you're worth it
Cause after all this time.
I'm still into you"
It's been almost a whole year since you and Gilbert have broken up. When you look at him, you still get butterflies and you heart flutters, like it did a long time ago. But knew you shouldn't feel that way, your relationship is over, and that you're with Ivan now, and you love him. But you also knew that you would never love Ivan as much as you loved Gilbert. You still remembered how to two first met.
Today was just another day at the pet shop you worked at, your animal friend who was a little yellow chick, which was weird for a pet, but he was still adorable. But no one adopted him.
"I don't know how it is possible that you're not adopted yet. I guess peopl
A Smile [China x Vietnam] Drabble!A Smile [China x Vietnam] Drabble! by Cross-Angel-Chan
The September weather was an interesting one to witness firsthand, especially standing out over the lake like this. Many people seem to regard this month as autumn already, but the scenery tells a new and different story. Forest green leaves still dot the trees yet some show the beginning of scarlet tips. A single leaf decides to make its escape, falling and twirling like a performing ballerina before finished final by landing without a sound on the clear surface of the lake, as reflecting as always.
My reflection stares back at me, those honey-golden eyes never blinking…before flitting back across the lake. As much as I seem to take a liking immediately to this newfound sanctuary- the calm and quiet exterior of the setting contrasts greatly against the shouting and arguments forever raging in my head. That’s something I’ll deal with later…for now, I need a break.
Fingers running through my chocolate brown hair, a few
Happy [Austria x Hungary] Drabble!Happy [Austria x Hungary] Drabble! by Cross-Angel-Chan
For as long as I could remember I had known Mr. Austria…as friends, as a former married couple, and as a servant of his. It seems that one could argue that I had grown attached to him during this period of events but it was something I could neither deny nor admit. I couldn’t even tell what our relationship was nowadays, but I enjoyed being in his presence nonetheless.
When we were still children, I remember thinking I was a boy- which still brings quite a couple of laughs when I think back on it. I had fought him a lot and beaten him up quite a couple of times…causing myself to feel slightly guilty but it was something I did and I acknowledge it all the same.
Time passes, and I came to see him as a friend. Perhaps he did too, since I still remember the days when we skipped rocks across the lake, took occasional walks together, or when I sat next to him as he played a new piece on the piano or violin
France x Canada x America- Happy BirthdayFrance x Canada x America- Happy Birthday by GoingMadHatter
A small sigh managed to escape the lips of Francis Bonnefoy, his sapphire eyes gazing at the reflection that shone into his clear wine glass, the red substance having been drained from it not moments earlier. Today had been July fourteenth, the official birthday of the Frenchman, and he couldn't seem to find one reason to celebrate it. That morning hadn't been exceptionally well for him, his nose stuffed and throat pained to the point he could barely open his mouth and talk. He had indeed been sick, the first time he could remember in awhile, and didn't have a single soul to take care of him. Alfred had gone to visit Matthew in his native land, so the two of them had been out of the question. Francis doubted that Arthur would come over to fix what had ailed him, let alone stick a thermometer under his tongue, so he knew that he could cross him off. Just before he could think of other possible options, the man felt his nose twitch in the slightest, an itch forming from the inside. He qu
Strength [2P!Teacher!America x Student!Reader]Strength [2P!Teacher!America x Student!Reader] by Cross-Angel-Chan
You were something special.
He watches you with ruby-red eyes, but knows to not be staring at you for too long in case it arouses unwanted suspicion. Allan pretends to keep a firm eye on the students, even making the occasional gruff remark to keep up his façade of actually caring about all his students equally.
The smooth, clear-cut strikes of your limbs were so precise, hitting the target in the most accurate and painful places possible. You were like water, moving as if it were only second-nature to you- yet you were also a form of fire, with flames burning passionately in your [EyeColor] orbs. Something about you caught his eye, but he shook the feeling away. If there was one thing he despised it was being dependent on someone else, especially if it were a female student of his!
“Movements too slow and too weak. Your follow-throughs must be fast,” he demonstrates this by round-housing the dummy straight in t
Dad!America x Child!Reader- Playing PrincessDad!America x Child!Reader- Playing Princess by GoingMadHatter
"______, could you please take the princess outfit off for daddy? The royal dress seems to have spaghetti and peanut butter stains all over it, and is in dire need for a wash.." Alfred attempted to coax the little six year old into taking her light pink and purple dress off and put on some regular clothes, or at least until he had enough time to put it into the washing machine and get it clean. She had been wearing the outfit for who knows how long, and was about as stubborn as a mule about taking it off. The child believed she had been a princess from a far away land, and she couldn't rule the kingdom without the proper attire. When he had tried to get her to wear one of the frilled sundresses that he had bought her not a week earlier, she still didn't budge, though they hadn't looked that different in comparison.
"But the kingdom needs a princess! And I can't be a princess without my dress!" _______ stomped her foot down, her deep pools of (e/c) showing not
Jock!America X Nerd!Reader: Love Games 8 FINALWARNING: CURSING! JUST LETTING YOU KNOW!Jock!America X Nerd!Reader: Love Games 8 FINAL by HetailiaUniverse-XD
"Bitch, 'Alfie-Poo' doesn't like your ass 'kay? Take your weave and get the fuck out! BITCH SWERVE! " The whole hallway stopped and looked at you. Little "oh's" and "Bitch got served." were heard. Alice just stood there, eye twitching VIOLENTLY.
"Maybe, when you go to the doctor to check if you're still sane, you should check your eye too!" Then you walked off. Leaving to prepare for prom at Karson's house.
~~~At Karson's House!~~~
You walked up to the door and was about to knock but the door swung open, revealing a teary-eyed Karson, who was...LAUGHING?!
"(N-Name), did you really curse Alice out?" Then she fell to the floor laughing her ass off.
"Yeah, I guess."
Once her laughter subsided, she said,
"Anyway, time to get ready for prom!" And pulled you inside.
When the three of you finished doing your make-up, hair, and getting dressed you all looked beautiful. (A LOT of Links! D= Dress S=Shoes Reader: D: http://www.poly
Newsie!America x Reader1899Newsie!America x Reader by Lavi245
This ain't your average New York, ya see? Something big is gonna happen and I can feel it. I could already hear the boys startin' out in the streets.
'Crap. I'm late!' I thought as I hurriedly threw my hair back in a ponytail. I tucked it all under my hat and ran for the door. Sure I ain't so broke that I live in the orphanage like some of them but I can't afford to miss a day either! Gotta go earn some cash. Unfortunately, I ain't just earnin' it for myself; I'm also wrakin' in the dough for Pulitzer. That greedy old man. Oh, almost forgot! Name's ____. I been workin' as a paperboy for sometime now. I'm so good ain't no one even figured out imma girl yet. Ya see no ones hirin' girls and I don't wanna live in an orphanage. So, I decided the only way I was gonna be gettin' a job was by disguisin' myself as a guy!
I ran out me door and through the streets.
"Betta hurry it up (fake boys name)! Or else there ain't gonna be no paps left for ya!" One of the guys called as I passed.
Bittersweet [Teacher!Austria x Student!Reader]Bittersweet [Teacher!Austria x Student!Reader] by Cross-Angel-Chan
Why? Why did something like this have to happen…especially now? You weren’t looking forward to giving the message…not at all.
Your teacher’s house was still the same- tidy, polished, and mysterious; much like the man himself was. The feeling of peaceful serenity always made it a homely haven for you as you sighed softly, wishing yourself to be mature about this situation…and hoping all would go well.
“G-Good afternoon Mr. Edelstein!” you immediately bowed slightly, already feeling the nervousness swirling around the pit of your stomach.
He looks over at you and gives a small “Good afternoon” back. You swallow, and set your piano notes without another word onto the upright stand in front of you.
The duet started soon after you took your seat and you were to lead. Focus…you told yourself, trying not to think about the issue at hand. But whenever your mind
Child!Austria x Neko!Reader- You and Me TogetherChild!Austria x Neko!Reader- You and Me Together by GoingMadHatter
The two words you had heard so often traveled upstairs from what had sounded to be the front entrance, the wooden door slamming shut as if on queue. This had awoken you from your current afternoon slumber, causing your rather heavy, torpid (e/c) orbs to open the slightest bit. You instantly recognized who the young sounding voice belonged to, which made you stir on the warm, newly washed comforter you had decided to rest upon not hours before. The shout had belonged to no other than Roderich Edelstein, the eight year old child who had just gotten back from his daily scheduled routine of school. He had left at about nine that morning, leaving you no one to play or cuddle up next to for a little more than six hours.
This, however, hadn't been anything new to you, so you didn't quite mind it. You knew that he would return at exactly three o'clock each afternoon, leaving you the rest of the day to play with your owner.
"Welcome home, Roderich!"
You set your disheveled, matted f
Papa!Austria x Child!Reader - Austrian LullabiesIt was ten o’clock in the Eldenstein household; the curtains were already drawn shut, the doors and windows were locked for safety, and all the lights were out so that the residents of the house would be able to get to sleep.Papa!Austria x Child!Reader - Austrian Lullabies by Resistance33
…Well, almost every light was turned off.
The piano room (or at least that’s what you called it) was currently being occupied by a tall Austrian man who was still dressed in his day clothes: a long, dark blue tailcoat with a white button-up shirt underneath and a pair of brown trousers, and his daughter, who was attempting to play Claude Debussy’s Clair de Lune. The soft notes wafted through the night air, making everything seem a bit less hectic than it usually was during the day. The Austrian man, whose name was Roderich and was the head of the household, was sat next to his eight-year-old daughter, watching her play the lovely piece of music. And although her notes came out as smoothly as ever, it was plainly obvious that she was dead t
Piano ManPiano Man by BritishIslesDame
It was around nine o'clock on a Saturday. You were busy preparing for the regular crowd that would shuffle into the small bar. You've been working here since you were nineteen, nothing about the place has changed. The owner had died a couple years ago and handed it over to his oldest son, Allistor.
You have grown close to the Scotsman and the two of you became good friends. Said man was currently leaning against one of the walls of the tavern, puffing away on a smoke. You glanced towards the small old piano that was in the corner of the bar, the chair empty. You eagerly awaited for the man that was widely known as the Piano Man to come and play a tune.
"Oi! Lass ye alright?" Allistor asked as he took a sip of his drink.
"Just fine," you sighed as you continued to wipe down the counters.
"Did ye get excepted into that school?" he questioned hopefully.
"No," you sadly stated as you looked down at the floor. "I am going to be stuck here for awhile."
"Don't say that lass," Allistor
Mama!Belgium x Child!Reader - Dutch Lullabies"Hoofd, schouders, knie en teen, knie en teenMama!Belgium x Child!Reader - Dutch Lullabies by Resistance33
Hoofd, schouders, knie en teen, knie en teen
Oren, ogen, puntje van je neus
Hoofd, schouders, knie en teen, knie en teen!" 1
Your mother, Belgium, sang while tapping the top of your head, your shoulders, knees, and toes to when she said those words in the song.
You giggled happily and hugged her knees.
She smiled down at you. Then again, when isn't she smiling? "Come on, it's late! You need to go to sleep!"
Belgium laughed. "You need to get some sleep, (f/n)!" she said, lifting you up and carrying you to your room on the first floor.
She put you down and tucked you in under the warm quilt covering your bed.
"Mmmmmaaaaaaaammmmmmmmaaaaaaa!" you whined loudly.
Belgium chuckled. "Okay, are you ready for your lullaby?"
You paused, and then nodded vigorously. Your mother sang to you every night, and so you had come to rely on it to put you to sleep. After all, her singing was something you would never miss when g
Forgive Me [Male!Belarus x Reader]Forgive Me [Male!Belarus x Reader] by Cross-Angel-Chan
“Oi. Wake up sleepy head.”
Rubbing his eyes as his vision cleared, Nikolai came face-to-face with a [EyeColor] eyed girl. Looking around, he remembered he was on the school roof hiding under the shadowed area of the rafters. It was a warm summer day today, and he had to take off his uniform jacket if he didn’t want to bake in the sun. Brushing a bead of sweat from his hairline, he grumbled, “What are you doing here? Aren’t you going to eat lunch with that stupid American and his friends?”
Turning to his side, he tried his best to fall asleep again. [Name] however, wouldn’t allow this to happen. “What? Are you jealous? Or maybe it’s the heat…that always gets you bothered,” she grinned, sitting in front of him with her legs crossed.
Shooting her a dark look like an irritated cat, he ran his fingers through his hair.
“What if I told you that I was t
War Letters: M!Belarus4-23-1955War Letters: M!Belarus by TheBeilschmidtKids
We've been dating for 3 years now, and I want to tell you now that I have every intention of marrying you when I get back, but I don't know if I'll come back. I'm sorry I got you caught up in this, but the Americans are paying me to do more espionage in Moscow.
The Americans told me that they will be paying for you to leave Belarus and move to England. They said it was potentially dangerous for you to stay. Once i'm done with my mission, I'll join you there. Ya lyublyu tebya.
We regret to inform you that Nikolai Alfroskaya has been captured by the Soviet Government during his last mission.
Things That Go Bump in the NightMale!BelarusxReaderThings That Go Bump in the Night by TheAnswer-FortyTwo
"… And they say that he still wanders the halls of the abandoned school at night…. calling out for someone to love. 'Love me…. Love me….' And then… If he catches you…"
"What?!" you screamed, hands clenched tightly around the fuzzy red blanket. "What happens then?!"
"Well… I don't know if I should tell you." Nikolai said, smirking slightly, "Might scare you…"
"TELL ME!" you cried, "Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me!"
"Alright, alright! Okay… So, if he catches you… if he catches you he…"
"HE DOES WHAT?!"
"He rips your still beating heart out of your chest… AND HE EATS IT!" Nikolai finished in a frightening tone, purple eyes glinting evilly in the low lamplight.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" You shrieked, hands scrambling at your blanket, holding it close to you for comfort.
"Well, goodnight, дорогая." Nikolai kissed your forehead lightly, sailing quietly into your bedroom and conking out immediately on the big, squishy mattr
Mama!Belarus x Child!Reader - Belarusian LullabiesYou leapt and let out a small yelp as another round of thunder began. Your mother, Belarus, sat on the edge of your bed, whispering that it was only a storm, that there was nothing to be afraid of. But you couldn't help to be terrified of the howling wind, rolling thunder, and the occasional bolt of lightning that lit up the dark room.Mama!Belarus x Child!Reader - Belarusian Lullabies by Resistance33
"Mama…" you sobbed.
"Shhhh… дзіця1, it's only a storm… everything will be fi-"
Belarus was cut off by a loud roar of thunder. The wind blew harder, and something smacked against the window, causing you both to jump. You let out a strangled sob of terror and clutched tightly to the navy blue dress that she wore. She sighed and picked you up.
"Come on, ўмілаваная2, we'll go to my room for the night."
You nodded and sniffled. "O-Okay, Mama…"
Belarus stood up with you on her hip, your head resting on her shoulder. She silently walked to the door, opening it quietly and
Jump Then FallJump Then Fall by BritishIslesDame
"Hey Matthew," you smiled towards your web cam as the call went through. The familiar face of your blonde Canadian friend soon appeared.
"Hello," he responded with a small smile.
"So what's up? I just got your message," you stated as you adjusted your laptop screen.
"I was wondering if you'd go to the Canada Day Festival with me?" he asked quietly.
"Isn't that the same day as your birthday?" you questioned, to which he nodded.
"Of course I will. You're my best friend. I'd love to celebrate Canadia day with you," you joked, and made reference to your American friend Alfred. He would always mispronounce Canada, and instead say Canadia. Matthew laughed in response, and you couldn't help but smile.
His laugh is the best sound, you thought.
"I have to go. Francis said he was going to help me with my French homework. So, I'll call you later," he told you. "Bye."
"Bye Mattie," you responded as you closed the lid of your laptop.
You had been chatting away with one of your good friends b
Child!Canada x Child!Reader- Making WishesChild!Canada x Child!Reader- Making Wishes by GoingMadHatter
"Mattie, come look at these!"
The small Canadian perked his head up at the nickname he had been called so often, amethyst hues traveling over to the girl crouched down in a rather tall patch of luscious green grass the summer had provided them. His nimble hands wrapped tightly around the slender stems that were connected to the fresh tulips he had picked not minutes before, the sickeningly sweet scent they provided wafting gingerly into the air. Matthew felt the pure white milk from the broken end of the stalk run slowly down his fingers, causing a rather discomforting, sticky feeling to spread across his skin. He simply wiped them across the fabric of the plain red t-shirt he had put on that morning to cool him from the suns warm rays, peering down to the polar bear that had been slumbering soundly under the towering maple trees. The usual humble smile of Matthew tugged at the blonde's lips as ______ turned around to face him, an even wider grin gracing her blithe and cheerful face.
Heart of GoldHeart of Gold by BritishIslesDame
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
Good Old Hockey GameGood Old Hockey Game by BritishIslesDame
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
A Grain of Rice [Master!China x Maid!Reader]A Grain of Rice [Master!China x Maid!Reader] by Cross-Angel-Chan
You took your feather duster into one of the rooms to clean. The room looked a bit old, and you thought it might please your master if you cleaned it up for him.
You started by gathering the books and organizing them on the shelves. They contained mostly Chinese writing, and you weren't one to pry. That is, until a certain book caught your eye. It had a brown leather binding, and wasn't labeled. It struck your curiosity, and you decided to take a quick peek.
You were shocked. There were pictures of Master Wang's childhood!
You smiled softly at the chibi China holding a panda. He really was adorable...
You quickly broke out of your dream-like state and continued to clean. You slipped the book back in place before quickly dusting the outside.
After a few sweeps here and there, it looked presentable. You smiled at your handiwork.
"Oh! It's almost lunch time!" you realized as you hurried to place the duster in a safe place before hurrying to the kitchen.
While washing your h
1. ChinaxReader: Winter Wonderland1. ChinaxReader: Winter Wonderland by Banshee-Scream
Sleigh bells ring, are you listening,
In the lane, snow is glistening
A beautiful sight,
We're happy tonight.
Walking in a winter wonderland.
- Winter Wonderland
You sighed drew little faces in the icy cold frost on the window. "Yao, I'm bored!"
"Be quiet, aru, I'm working," your friend snapped back as he went back to work.
'Evidently being a country makes you a stick in the mud' you thought grunting. Looking through your fingerprints on the glass you saw all that snow, just waiting to be played in. "Yao, I'm going to go outside now. With or without you."
"Yes…" he said not paying attention.
You scowled, but got your scarf and mittens. "And I'm going to visit Russia."
"That's very nice __________..."
"And we're going to become one," you said opening the door.
"Yes, ok, aru" he said. Letting out a little squeak of anger you slammed the door behind you.
Meanwhile you got to work on your snowman. First the bottom, then the middle, and finally the head. Sticking button
Papa!China x Child!Reader - Chinese Lullabies"Kaoru! Put (f/n) to bed, aru!" your father, China yells.Papa!China x Child!Reader - Chinese Lullabies by Resistance33
"Noooooooooo! Don't leave me alone," you beg.
Just then, Japan walked into the room. "Kaoru went to go see Iceland. He left a few hours ago."
China sighed and lifted you up. "Okay, aru, I will, then."
Japan nodded and went back to work.
China carried you up to your room. He placed you onto your bed and lifted the covers so that you could crawl under. After you did, he tucked you in. He turned to leave, but your arm shot out and grabbed his sleeve.
He looked over at you. "What is it, (f/n)?"
You looked at him, fear in your eyes. "I don't like the dark."
China gazed softly at you and sat on the edge of your bed. "Do you want me to stay here, aru?"
You nodded. "Can you sing?"
He was surprised. You would usually have Hong Kong or Japan sing to you if you needed it. You hardly ever asked him to sing.
"Yeah, okay, aru."
China cleared his throat.
Holding Hands [Denmark x Tsundere!Reader]Holding Hands [Denmark x Tsundere!Reader] by Cross-Angel-Chan
Why had you even agreed to this in the first place?
The question hung above you like a dark cloud as you leaned against a lamp post, dreading what was about to come. Besides- the idiot was already 5 minutes late. Not that you were keeping track or anything like that.
Sighing heavily, you looked around at the people around you. It was a happy atmosphere induced place; filled with laughing children, passing workers, and…lovey-dovey couples. The last one made you bite the inside of your cheek a little and pray that you weren’t going to get yourself into a mess.
Your head shot up as the sound of your name reached your ears. It surprised you and caught you a bit off guard to say the least. Your mind was still dwelling on the situation you had yourself in.
And there he was- the source of your uncertainty and feeling of impending doom. He was none other than the personificati
Inspiration [Denmark x Artist!Reader]Inspiration [Denmark x Artist!Reader] by Cross-Angel-Chan
Inspiration. Needless to say it was something you desperately needed. Sitting in front of a blank sketchbook twirling a pencil in your hand, you looked around at your surroundings hoping it might give you an idea.
Unfortunately, it didn't. Your mind was just as empty as ever as it was still aching for some sort of prompt to illustrate.
Maybe someone could help you...? But who could provide the artistic inspiration you needed?
The door to your room slams open, and you turn to face the intruder with an unamused expression. Upon seeing just who had came to disrupt your art time, you sighed and uttered two words-
The fellow was certainly in high spirits, grinning widely and trying to peer over your shoulder to see just what exactly you were working on.
"Whatcha' doing?" he asked, while you tapped your pencil on your desk.
"Oh nothing re
Inspiration [Denmark x Writer!Reader]Inspiration [Denmark x Writer!Reader] by Cross-Angel-Chan
Inspiration. Needless to say it was something you desperately needed. Sitting in front of your laptop while you drummed your fingers lightly, you looked around at your surroundings hoping it might give you an idea.
Unfortunately, it didn't. Your mind was just as empty as ever as it was still aching for some sort of prompt to take note of and write down.
Maybe someone could help you...? But who could provide the writing inspiration you needed?
The door to your room slams open, and you turn to face the intruder with an unamused expression. Upon seeing just who had came to disrupt your writing time, you sighed and uttered two words-
The fellow was certainly in high spirits, grinning widely and trying to peer over your shoulder to see just what exactly you were working on.
"Whatcha doing?" he asked, while you tapped your finger against your cheek, st
BeginningsBeginnings by BritishIslesDame
You anxiously drummed your fingers against the top of your wooden desk. Your gaze directed to the clock every few seconds. The piece of mechanics slowly ticked away, the black and red hands moving slowly. You gaze returned to the teacher in front of the class who looked just as bored as anyone in the class. She taped the chalk against the black board and pondered on what to write.
School had left many people's minds already, summer was just on the horizon. In less than twenty minutes, everyone would be free. Two months of pure bliss, relaxation, and just fun. You gaze found it's way back to clock, which was still ticking away slowly. Your eyes dropped from the clock to a familiar person who sat beside you.
His eyes were half lidded with boredom, which hid his usual cyan blue eyes. His spiked hair gleamed under the classroom's light, due to the gel that coated his blonde hair. His boisterous laughed filled the classroom, followed by a large goofy smile.
"Hey, ____." a voice called out t
Bunny!England x Reader- Easter from the HeartBunny!England x Reader- Easter from the Heart by GoingMadHatter
This is the second part of the Easter story I made from 2013- if you wish to read the first part before getting to this, part one can be found in the description. Thank you, and Happy Easter!
"Happy Easter, _________!"
Indeed, today had been April nineteenth, the day where children all around the world would hop out of bed to go in search of the baskets the well known rabbit had hid for them the night before- their little hands dunking hardboiled eggs that had been prepared that morning into cups of colored water, instantly drawing little faces on them afterwards to give the appearance that they had been alive. Today was the candy filled, egg hunting day known as Easter, a national holiday that had been a tad more refreshing than that of Valentines, where everyone showed their love for others by buying stuffed animals and chocolates that would be neglected and eaten, or St. Pactricks day, everything you can possibly think of being decked out in shades of green,
2p!England x Reader- Keep a Secret2p!England x Reader- Keep a Secret by GoingMadHatter
Got a secret
Can you keep it?
Swear this one you'll save
Better lock it, in your pocket
Taking this one to the grave
If I show you then I know you
Won't tell what I said
'Cause two can keep a secret
If one of them is dead…
Why do you smile
Like you have told a secret
Now you're telling lies
'Cause you're the one to keep it
But no one keeps a secret
No one keeps a secret
Why when we do our darkest deeds
Do we tell?
They burn in our brains
Become a living hell
Cause everyone tells
"Have a good night, lass." The ginger-headed Scottish man gave you a two finger salute, cigarette held firmly between a tight, toothy smile. "Remember to lock up when yer done."
You held a white and brown dampened rag in your right hand, returning his heartwarming smile and tired wave. "Don't stumble into the roads again, Allistor. You know how you are when you've had too many."
He simply rolled his emerald tinted hues, the ones that had resembled s
Phantom!England x Reader- Music of the NightPhantom!England x Reader- Music of the Night by GoingMadHatter
You breathlessly stared up to the man who stood not feet away from the boat in which you sat- The man who had called himself the Phantom. His pools of piercing emerald green seemed to fixedly peer into your very soul, his movements being that of the winds as he took one step after another down the winding concrete steps moistened with green moss and droplets of water that had been picked up from the dripping ceiling which hung over his small domain. The domain in which he had hidden himself away in from everybody else but you. Not a word was said between the two of you as he inched closer towards the boat, his gloved, protected hand eagerly reaching out towards you. You sat a moment, simply listening to the sounds of the candles whisping gently through the air as your trusting (e/c) hues stared at the hand that had been patiently awaiting yours to wrap around it. Your eyes trailed along the Phantoms body, from his boots all the way up to his mop of golden blond that seemed to gingerly
Stuck Inside the SixtiesStuck Inside the Sixties by BritishIslesDame
"Good job Arthur," you growled at the Brit. "We're stuck in the sixties!" you smack his arm.
"I didn't mean to! Alfred must've messed with the coffee machine!"
"You were the one to use 'magic' to make the coffee taste more like tea," you walked ahead of him onto the beach.
"I prefer tea," he grumbled.
The sand sank underneath your weight. The sun scorched you from above. In the distance you could hear sounds of soft singing. Soon music began to play all around you. You had the sudden urge to sing. yet, you ignored it and tried to talk to Arthur about getting out of here.
"Arthur," your voice cracked as if you were trying to sing. "What's going on?"
He furrowed his brows as his green eyes gazed at you. "Love, what are you wearing?"
"What do you mean?" you eyed him sceptically as you glanced down to look at yourself.
You were now in a two piece swimsuit. The top had thick straps and covered from your collar bone to just above your belly button. The bottoms seemed to look a lot like short
Notebooks + Coffee [Teacher!Estonia x Shy!Reader]Notebooks + Coffee [Teacher!Estonia x Shy!Reader] by Cross-Angel-Chan
If someone went up to you and asked you your feelings for the subject taught in class 2-A, you predicted that you answer would be somewhere around… ‘I have no idea,’ or something around that. Then again, someone would have to walk up and even bother to ask you a question and you would have to somehow become social and speak your mind.
Walking into the classroom, you sat as silently as you could over at your assigned seat as started up your computer. Taking out all the supplies needed for computer programming class, a worn out old notebook crammed with loose pages and a [FaveColor] mechanical pencil found their way onto your working space. While waiting for the century-old computer to take its lovely time to arrive at your home page, you decided to open the notebook you had your eye on for a while and doodle aimlessly.
This task seemed to someh
MessagesMessages by BritishIslesDame
You slowly sat down onto your computer chair, the cushion sinking under your weight. You lifted the lid of your laptop, instantly waking the machine up. The sudden bright light blinded your eyes, as your pupils adjusted to the change in light. Smiling you opened up your internet tab and happily typed away in the search engine.
Ailateh, you typed into the search engine.
Ailateh was a new social messaging site. Most people were becoming bored with other sites like Twitter and Facebook. Thus, Ailateh was born. You couldn't see the big difference between Facebook and Ailateh, both were quite similar in fact. Except your friend Lili and Elizaveta had convinced you to create a profile.
The one big difference between Facebook and Ailateh was the friend part of the new social networking site. On Ailateh, you could go into chat rooms from around the world. All you had to do was go into the chat room engine and type in a country's name, and you'll automatically be connected to that count
21. EstoniaxReader: Hark! The Herald Angel Sing21. EstoniaxReader: Hark! The Herald Angel Sing by Banshee-Scream
Numbers flew by on the computer screen of your boyfriend's computer. You let out a squeak as the screen went black. "Wha-what happened?"
"___________, what are you doing on my computer?"
You looked up at Eduard with big teary eyes, "I was just listening to Christmas music and then it crashed!"
Eduard picked up the plug that wasn't attached the outlet. "I think it ran out of battery."
The computer lit up again and the song continued.
Joyful, all ye nations rise
Join the triumph of the skies
With the angelic host proclaim:
"Christ is born in Bethlehem""
"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!" you jumped out of your seat and hugged him.
"Hark! The herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!""
The two of you sat in front of the computer playing Christmas songs and drinking hot coco.
Hark! The herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"
Catch Me if I FallCatch Me if I Fall by BritishIslesDame
A soft mew came from beside you. Looking down to your right you noticed the small kitten. It large honey hued eyes looked lovingly at you. Smiling you picked the small creature up and placing her in your lap gently.
"Did you have fun chasing the butterfly Athena?" you asked the small kitten, her response a soft mew.
You had be given the small kitten only a few weeks ago as a birthday present from your friend Heracles. Both of you shared a love for cats, and you had always had your eye on the little rascal. You stroked the top of Athena's head earning purrs from the feline. Athena jumped out of your lap and began to pad around the grass you sat on.
Athena pounced amongst the tall lush grass, earning a laugh from you. In the distance you hear a small bark. Athena's attention perked at the noise as well. You turned towards the noise and noticed a fluff ball of white come straight for you. Athena hissed in shock as the fluffy animal came running right towards her. The small dog tackled Ath
Lost Puppy [FinlandxReader]Lost Puppy [FinlandxReader] by Cross-Angel-Chan
You were absolutely and hopelessly stuck.
What were you to do?
You had no idea.
Should you go out into the rain to rescue the puppy or wait until the weather gets better?
You had no idea.
Feeling absolutely pathetic, you groaned and threw a pillow at the wall. Go or stay? Come on just choose!
Hoping you wouldn't regret your decision later, you grabbed the warmest looking coat and put it on. You slipped your cell phone in your pocket in case you got stuck and needed someone to get you.
"I can do this!" you whispered to yourself and marched out the door with the hood of your jacket over your head. "Toffee! Where are you boy?" you shouted into the rain, though the heavy downpour muffled your voice slightly. After going for what seemed like forever, you mentally kicked yourself and face palmed.
Nice going [Name]. Didn't even bring a stupid umbrella.
Gritting your teeth to fight against the cold and wetness, you kept calling, "Toffee! Come out wherever you are!"
Santa!FinlandxReader- I Just saw Santa....Santa!FinlandxReader- I Just saw Santa.... by xXAmanda-RebeccaXx
"Christmas is tomarrow, Christmas is tomarrow!" Your little sister, Jessica cried in glee. Christmas was close. And you were excited, but not as much as your sister. "And Santa is going to bring me all kinds of presents!" You sighed, leaning foward on the couch.
"Jess...how many times do I have to say it? Santa Clause isn't real and it's only mom who puts the presents under the tree.." Jessica galred at you.
"Not true (name)! Santa Clause is real!" Jessica defended.
"MOMMY!" Your mother entered the room, and looked at you, very unhappy.
"Seriously (name), stop saying such things to your sister." Jessica triumphantly stuck out her tounge, knowing already your mother would take her side. She usually did when it came to things like the Easter Bunny or Tooth Fairy. But Santa Clause was a whole new ball game. Yes, you believed in Santa, but only when you were a little girl. But then, you one night, you'd woken up at 5 am and went to check the presents, an
5. FinlandxChild!ReaderxSweden: I Saw Daddy5. FinlandxChild!ReaderxSweden: I Saw Daddy by Banshee-Scream
'I wonder if Santa was here yet,' you thought sitting up in bed. Smiling you looked at your clock; it read 1:00 AM. 'I better go check.'
Giggling you tip toed down the hall and past your older brother Peter's room. Peeking in you saw he was out like a light. Walking down the stairs you stopped and crouched down so you could see without being seen.
There was Santa Claus…putting presents under your tree. Your eyes widened. 'I knew he was real! I can't wait to tell Peter and all the kids at school. They're going to be so jealous I saw the real Santa Claus!'
"Are you done?" came the sound of your father's voice from the living room.
'Pappa (dad) knows Santa?' you asked yourself.
There was your papa with his arms around Santa. 'I thought Santa would be bigger than pappa (dad),' you thought. 'Also Santa is really thin…is Mrs. Claus putting him on a diet or something?' You watched in horror as you saw your papa lean down and kiss Santa. 'Why is pappa (dad) kissing Santa? I thought S
Happy Birthday? [France x Tsundere!Reader]Happy Birthday? [France x Tsundere!Reader] by Cross-Angel-Chan
The day was usual like any other. You went about your daily duties as a waitress at your local café, taking orders and trying to just get done with your job. Truth be told, having to wear a smile to work every day and acting like you wanted to be here wasn’t something that fit your personality very well. The main reason was really because of your friend that had begged you to work alongside her, and you did feel a bit guilty if you rejected her plea.
After retrieving one of your customer’s order, you set it down in front of them with a dull tone. Turning to see your friend with a look of absolute excitement you could only wish it was something worth your time. “What now [FriendName]?” you asked, giving her a questioning look.
She giggles and points somewhere off to the right, “Over there!”
You look over to where she was pointing and rolled your eyes in exasperation. “Another guy huh
France x Joan D'Arc- Je t'aimeFrance x Joan D'Arc- Je t'aime by GoingMadHatter
"Bonjour, mon cher. It's been awhile."
The raspy voice of Francis Bonnefoy traveled off with the sound of the wind that blew rather strongly through the night's pierced, numbing air. His body stould still in front of the old, warn headstone marked with a simple name and date, the white lilies he had picked from his garden earlier that morning bound tightly with a red ribbon that seemed to blow gracefully in the direction to which the wind was traveling. His eyes wandered up to the granite cross that had been built from the top of the grave, cerulean hues resting gingerly on the object. The Frenchman bit his bottom lip, enough so to the point where he could feel his agitate teeth dig into the pink, chapped flesh that was his lip. Rain pounded hard against the grave he stould so solomly in front of, each miniature deluge making their way down the gray stone and into the engraving that had been carefully hand carved so long ago.
January 6, 1412 - May 30, 1431
Even to this day, Fr
All You Need is LoveAll You Need is Love by BritishIslesDame
Love. That was all that seemed to be talked about in this day and age. Except no one in this day and age knows what true love is, or how to find it. Meaningless flings, drunken make out sessions and unfaithful relationships. Those are a few of the reasons that you tend to despise the word, for everyone who has muttered the words to you have always turned their backs on you.
All you need is love? My ass, you thought to yourself as you walked down the hallways of your school.
The halls were filled with 'happy' couples. Your eyes scanned the various lockers that had been decorated in pink and red hues courtesy of someone's significant other. The day was at it's end which you were thankful for, you could now escape the dreaded love filled halls.
You pushed yourself to walk a little faster as your narrowly missed people who went in the opposite direction. You noticed the front doors of the school a couple feet from you, you gleefully reached towards them and pushed them open. Your ey
Acadia is GoneAcadia is Gone by BritishIslesDame
You weren't a nation. You were definitely not a micronation, but you were his. He had discovered this beautiful land which would in time be called Canada. This land was inhabited by two people at the time, a young and up in coming Canada who took up a small portion Western area. As well as a pretty mature lady named Acadia who had Eastern control.
After the British had chased you out of your home country of France. You and a few others found this new land and decided to stay. You weren't originally a representative of Acadia, but you grew to be a leader of the people; and eventually became immortal and a representative of Acadia.
A little while after France came to the new land , where he found you inhabiting the Eastern front of the new land. He was happy to see that the French had founded the land first. The Frenchman took you under his wing and eventually the two of you joined up and created New France.
Although during your time before France came, your language had slightly change.
Because of a Sunset [2P!Germany x Reader]Because of a Sunset [2P!Germany x Reader] by Cross-Angel-Chan
You couldn’t stand the way the people were treating the community park. It used to be so common for one to see a brightly colored hummingbird dancing across the flowers or a squirrel dodging out of a tree to give a curious look at the passerby.
Now the public area was filled with a gloomy atmosphere which probably had something to do with the trash littering the grass and the withering flowers framed with dominating weeds. This park existed ever since you could remember. When anything extremely celebration-worthy happened, this park was the first place you and your friends went to. Likewise, when you needed to clear your thoughts and have some time alone this park also presented its services. Over the years, this place became like a second home to you, a sanctuary even.
That’s it, you thought one Friday evening, after spending your entire time doing absolutely nothing and doodling out of pure boredom. If nobody was going to do anyth
Futuristic ApocalypseFuturistic Apocalypse by BritishIslesDame
Your eyes fluttered open as a bright ray of light flooded your tiny closet sized room. You instinctively reached over to your bed-side table and grabbed your goggles. You securely fastened them to your face before you opened your eyes. You crawled out of your tattered bed and made your way down the creaky old stairs of your safe house. You walked to the front door of the house and made sure the door was still securely shut.
You noticed a trail of crimson blood drip from inside the lock. You knew instantly that they'd been here last night. You could basically smell the chemicals that they'd left. You made a mental note to switch safe houses in the next couple days or they'd certainly find a way in.
"Good morning," a voice greeted.
You turned your attention away from the bloody, splintered door and towards the voice. A tall blonde haired male stood before you, his blue eyes studied your suited body.
"They were here last night," you muttered after a few minutes of dead silence.
Learning GermanLearning German by BritishIslesDame
You had decided to go to the library after school so you could study. You sat yourself down at an empty chair and cracked open your books. You read over the tiny print passages and sighed in frustration. Your final exam for your second language course was coming up on Monday, and it didn't help that you never were good with languages.
"Why did I even take German," you groaned as you rested your head on the library table. "I have three days to learn a new language," you muttered.
After you had complained about the language for a good hour, you decided to try and study some more. You looked over your notes in your notebook and tried to recollect the lessons that were taught. All the notes look cryptic, like some alien language used for intergalactic communication.
You glanced around the library, your eyes scanned over the massive stacks of books. The library was pretty empty, except for a few stray people and the librarians. The silence was peaceful though, unlike when you tried to study
Child!PrussiaxReaderxChild!Germany- Mothers DayChild!PrussiaxReaderxChild!Germany- Mothers Day by GoingMadHatter
The all too familiar words that had come from your energetic children's lips echoed down the hall, making its way into the bedroom you had currently been residing. Not moments before had you been engulfed in a rather peacefull slumber, dreaming of the husband you had wished could be with you at this very moment, arms wrapped tightly and securely around your waist as if to tell you that you were free from any danger; that nothing in the world could harm you. Unfortunately, the only thing you were greeted to when you opened your tired, (e/c) hued orbs was the numb feeling that the empty, desolate space beside you brought. Though this is what you were greeted to everytime you woke up each morning, when you had decided that you needed a well deserved nap, or when you dragged your exhausted carcass to bed each night, it still brought you the same abandoned, bare feeling it always had. The emptyness you usually felt, however, had usually been filled to the brim by the sheer p
Greece x Reader - Of Stalking Cats and Kittens“Hercules, I think your cat is stalking me.”Greece x Reader - Of Stalking Cats and Kittens by Resistance33
“Which one?” said man drawled out, opening his eyes sleepily.
You peered at the cat that was currently glaring at you, half his face hidden by the wall separating the living room from your kitchen. “The orange one with a white spot over his left eye.”
“You mean Jason?”
“If that’s what you named him, then yes.”
“Don’t worry about it. That’s just his personality.”
“Yeah? Well, I find it very creepy. He’s just sitting there, giving me the evil eye.”
Hercules sat up, the first movement gotten out of him since this morning. No, scratch that, you thought, remembering the events. Hercules had gotten up and walked about for five minutes, and he had only gotten up to dish out some canned cat food for the cats that had flocked to the back door, many of them leaving miniscule scratches in the wood.
“That’s definitely Jason,” he