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Not-So-Happy Birthday [Prussia One Shot]Alright, this was suggested specifically by :iconnarulit:, and :iconhyperlovecookie: was on the waiting list above her, also requesting Prussia, so I decided that I was lazy, and combined the two requests. I hope you enjoy. :3
Prussia was extra happy today.
Because it was his birthday.
And he decided to celebrate his awesome birthday by going to the store for half of his awesome day buying awesome shoes for his awesome self.
He thought nothing could ruin this day.
Prussia got home from the store, wearing his awesome new shoes and holding a cake in his hands.
"Kesesesese~! I'm back to my awesome home on my awesome birthday!" He exclaimed.
He put the cake on a table and walked over to his answering machine, waiting a second to see a blinking red light on it.
The little bulb on it stayed unlit.
Prussia felt a tightness in his chest.
"N- no, m- maybe it- it's broken!" He reassured himself, quickly checking to see if any messages were
Kitty Cat (Greece Drabble) [Reader-Insert]"_____," a voice snapped you out of your thoughts.
"Y- yes?" You turned your attention towards your closest friend, Greece.
"You like cats, don't you?" He asked in his usual quiet voice, stroking one of his many cats.
"Of course," you smiled at him.
Without another word, he slowly handed his favorite little kitten to you. "Here," he mumbled.
You blinked, obviously surprised. "B- but Greece-"
"No buts. You deserve this kitty..."
You sat dumbfounded, holding your best friend's favorite kitten. After a few seconds, you cracked a small smile. "Thank you, Greece." You gave him a small kiss on the cheek, followed by a hug.
Greece blushed a little, a barely noticeable smile playing upon his lips. "You're welcome, _____..."
Family [Daddy!N.Italy Drabble]"Feliciano?"
Feliciano turned his head to see you in the bedroom doorway, your [h/l] [h/c] hair up in a ponytail and your [s/c] hands on your stomach.
"Si, [Name]~?" Feliciano smiled, walking over to you and putting his arms around you.
"... I'm pregnant," you said.
Your husband's eyes widened. "P- pregnant? I'm going to be a father?"
The Italian man's shock was replaced with a bright smile. "That is great! I am going to be a papa!" He exclaimed, spinning you gently in a hug.
You laughed. "And you'll be a great papa."
Feliciano smiled. "And you'll be a great mama, [Name]. Like you are a great wife." He gave you a quick kiss and smiled. "I'm going to be a papa..." He whispered, putting his hands on your stomach.
You giggled with a nod. "First thing's first..."
"Hm?" He looked back to you.
"We should probably tell the others."
It Just Wouldn't Work [Denmark One-Shot]You sat in your room, messing with your phone. Your brothers hadn't contacted you yet, and you didn't know why. They always call you when they're going to be late to come home.
You let out a heavy sigh and put your phone down, standing up.
Right then, your phone went off.
Instantly, you answered, "Lukas, finally!"
Lukas let out a small sigh on the other line. "[Name], come outside."
"What? Why?" You huffed.
"We're having dinner at a friend's house."
You could barely hear Emil a bit far off, who made a small remark. "Not really a friend."
Lukas sighed. "Alright, acquaintance. Just get out here, [Name]."
"Fine then," you replied, hanging up.
You put on some sneakers and a thin jacket and rushed outside, seeing your brothers who you hadn't seen since this morning.
Once you caught up to them, Lukas turned and began to walk. "Let's go."
"Eager to get there, huh?" You snickered.
"No, it's just the sooner we get there, the sooner we leave," Lukas grumbled.
"Jeez, grumpy much~?"
Hamburger Wars [America Drabble]You leaned back against your chair, gripping your aching stomach.
America's head dropped onto the table, close to passing out. "T- truce?"
"Truce..." You replied.
For 3 straight hours, you and America were having a hamburger war. The one to eat the most hamburgers after 4 hours wins.
But the thing was...
You two couldn't finish anymore. You had eaten too many burgers too fast.
America was tied with you at 376 hamburgers- which had you both exhausted.
Thinking all this over again, you began to quietly laugh, causing America to look up at you in confusion.
"You were going easy on me, weren't you?" You asked, a small smirk playing on your face.
The nation's cheeks began to turn pink a little. "N- no!" He replied stubbornly, putting his head facedown on the table. "You can't prove I was!"
You laughed more, amused by his reaction.
Kicked Out [Sweden Drabble]You stared at the Swede on your doorstep, who was gripping a big bag in his hands.
"They... Kind of kicked me out for a while..." Sweden mumbled.
Your eyes widened. Sure, he had won this year's Eurovision, but the Nordics didn't have to kick him out.
You sighed. "Sweden, you can stay with me until you can go back."
"I can?" He asked.
"Of course," you smiled. "It'd be my honor to be your host."
With that, you opened the door wider and stepped aside, letting your dear friend enter your house.
"Thank you, [Name]," Sweden said, kissing your cheek. He walked away, finding a place to put his things.
You felt a bit of blush creep onto your cheeks as your smile widened.
'This'll be great...'
The Beginning [Romano One Shot]Note: This is the SAME EXACT one shot that I put up earlier- you used to know it as "I Just Thought..." But I changed the title and I had more to the end, but it didn't save. :/ Sorry 'bout that.
You turned around, suddenly seeing Italy run towards you and tackle you to the ground with hugs. You laughed, trying to take in what just happened.
"_____! _____! I missed you, _____!" Italy exclaimed, nuzzling his cheek against yours in an affectionate way.
You laughed. "I missed you too, Italy."
"Veneziano!" You heard an angry voice from far off.
You looked up at the upcoming figure, Italy still nuzzling his cheek against yours.
Standing above you was a quite peeved Romano.
"Ciao, Fratello!" Italy exclaimed, letting go of you and standing up.
Romano growled, glaring at Italy. "Why did you run off, Veneziano!? One of these days, Imma smack you-a so hard-"
Italy suddenly hid behind you, trembling with fear. "_-_____! P- please don't let Fratello hurt me!"
You smiled and pa
But Effective [Sweden One Shot]Sweden looked at the previously crumpled-up paper with uncertainty. Thoughts raced in and out of his mind.
If only that idiot Denmark hadn't brought him to this. It wasn't like he had much of a choice anyway...
All Sweden could think about was that you were going to be head-over-heels in love with him.
According to Denmark.
Sweden found you sitting on the living room couch at the Nordic House. You sat upside down, your legs on the back of the couch and your head hanging off the edge. Your [h/c] hair hung loose all over the floor. You had your arms stretched out above you, gripping a game controller tightly while attacking the buttons with your fingers like insane. You glared at the TV screen, your [e/c] eyes like gems.
Sitting upright beside you was your friend Island of New Denmark. She had her shoulder-length blonde hair in pigtails as she stuck out her tongue a little, staring at the TV. Her legs were crossed, and her hands calmly held her game controller, strategically h
Pervert [Denmark Drabble]You sat on the couch, gripping your drink loosely in your hand. You had closed your eyes for a bit.
Right as you were fading into Dream Land, you felt strong hands quickly grip your shoulders.
You screamed and opened your eyes, splashing your drink all over the person who was behind you. You turned around, seeing a soaking-wet Denmark, laughing as hard as he could.
You glared at him. "Denmark!!!"
Denmark continued laughing, falling over onto the hardwood floor.
You clenched your fists, got up off the couch, walked around it to the back, and kicked Denmark in the stomach. "You suck!"
"Oof!" Denmark held his stomach in pain. He cracked a small smirk and replied weakly, "A- at least I don't swallow~"
You squeaked and kicked him again. "Pervert!!!"
Request - Spain x Reader : Love in the SummerAntonio was out in his tomato patch, which was just behind his house and he was harvesting the tomatoes so he could sell them at the market. He had hoped that Lovino, who was just a small child at the time, would come out and help but he didn't. Antonio sighed and wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was an unbelievably hot day and he felt tired after picking tomatoes all morning, but it had to be done if he was going to pay off his debts. Luckily you, his friend, were there to help
"It's so hot today" You said, putting a tomato into the basket
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed
"Si, I think this is the hottest it's been in a while and the weather man said it was going to get hotter" He said
You groaned at the thought of it being hotter than it already was. Your clothes were sticking to your skin and sweat was pouring out of you like you were a tap. Then, without warning, Antonio took off his shirt and threw it on the ground, sighing tiredly
"I am so hot" He breath
.:Grape Harvest:. Spain X Reader Oneshot
-Mkay ^^ Another oneshot trade, yay!~ This one will be another sexy Spain oneshot~ And once again involves dat ass.
I do not own Hetalia, the Characters, or You*
Your phone rang mercilessly against the counter top, seeming to make it echo much louder than you desired. You had told yourself you were going to change that ringtone, and you still hadn't gotten around to it.
With a heavy sigh, you pick up the device, looking at the caller ID: Spain. Why would he be calling during the end of summer? Usually he was busy with other things at that time. Putting your confusion to the side, you click the "talk" button and put the device to your ear.
"Hello?" you indifferently respond.
"Finally, chica! I thought you were never going to answer me!" came a rather cheerful Spaniard's voice from the other side.
"Well, I do have caller ID, so I knew who it was."
"Hey! That's not very nice!" You could practically see the pout on his face. "You know you wanted to hear my sexy voic
France x Reader - Happy Halloween FunThe day of Halloween has come and you were just thrilled this day had finally come. Before the days of this event, you planned to become the most awesome house in the neighborhood. The house with the baked good treats, candies, and even toys. All the children will be chatting about your house. You just knew it. That's why you bought and stock and prepared for the event. Now that day has come, you were ready.
"Ok, let's see.
Bowl of candies. Check.
Monster Cupcakes to follow the occasion. Check.
Eyeball gummies. Check.
Witch finger lollipops. Check.
Little fun toys. Check.
The extra extra stock just in case I run out which will never happen. Check.
I am so ready. Bring it on children of the neighborhood!"
When saying those words, your door bell rang loudly, making you flinch and jump a little.
"AHH! Oh, the door. Yay!" you sputtered out, realizing that someone was at your house to do some trick-or-treating. "Hell-"
" Mwahhh! Trick or treat, mon cheri!"
My Almost Lover PrussiaXReader~~~~
Your fingertips across my skin
The palm trees swaying in the wind, images
You sang me
The sweetest sadness in your eyes, clever trick
Gilbert, my boyfriend and the personification of Prussia, and I, the personification of (country), sat on the beach, watching the sunset. We had planned our one year anniversary just as it was going now. We had packed dinner into a picnic basket and ate on the seashore. Gil was singing me a quiet lullaby in his native language, stroking his fingers through my (h/c) hair. I smiled as I toyed with a seashell I found at some point. I turned around in his lap and stole a kiss, and then looked up into his ruby red eyes. I sensed something was off, but I just couldn't place it. All I knew at the time was that he looked... sad, but in the sweetest way. He was smiling, like he was happy, but his eyes told another story. I just br
Baguettes Are My Favourite! (FranceXReader)It was another hot day in the Bakery. The brick oven's heat blew warm air through the kitchen and beads of sweat rolled down ____'s face. Her hair was tied high in a bun, with a net encasing it, to keep it from falling in food. Unfortunately, the net was catching the sweat and becoming damp, which was absolutely disgusting.
With sleeves rolled high, she placed another heap of dough in the oven, hearing the tinkling of a bell as the shop door opened. Making sure the dough was secure, _____ shuffled out to the counter to take an order. She expected to see a woman, seeing as though they were her regulars; instead, she saw Francis Bonnefoy.
"Hello." ____ said blandly, staring at him.
The blonde's eyes widened and crinkled at the edges when he threw her an amused grin. "Bonjour, _____!" The (h/c) haired girl nodded briefly and then spotted his tie. Immediately she began to laugh. His tie was bright orange and had little yellow birds and red tomatoes on it.
"Est-ce difficile trouver une crav
FrancexReader: MisunderstoodIce crystals drifting down from the sky landed on the ground, covering it in fresh, white snow. One by one I would watch them fall from the comfort of my own home. I was sitting next to the window, just inches from the frosty glass pane. The scenery was typical, but beautiful. Pure, yet cold. The fire was burning in the fireplace, which provided me with some warmth, but it wasn't enough since I was so far from it.
As I was snuggling into my sweater/hoodie, trying to recover as much warmth from my body as I could, a cup of steaming hot chocolate was placed in front of my eyes. I generously took the cup and smiled as I felt an arm wrap around my waist.
I looked behind me to find my boyfriend, Francis Bonnefoy, looking back at me with beautiful blue eyes and a sweet smile. It was a wonder how we came together. Just a little over a year ago, I transferred schools and Francis was the first to show me around. He came off as a bit... perverted when I met him, but after we got to know e
The Awesome Game (Prussia x Reader)**conversation with misterawesome69**
[your username]: Hey, Gilbert, wanna play an awesome game with me?
misterawesome69: Um okay, what awesome game is it, [Name]?
[your username]: Okay so if you take the i, a, and m out of William what do you get?
[your username]: What comes after t in the alphabet?
[your username]: Who had a little lamb?
[your username]: Who am I talking to?
misterawesome69: The awesome me?
[your username]: AW, OF COURSE I'LL MARRY YOU, GILBERT <3
misterawesome69: this game was so not awesome, [Name].
Waiter!SpainxWaitress!Reader - Coworker
You couldn't lie now. Your life was absolutely perfect.
You had a well-paying job at TexMex restaurant, you can afford your ___(favourite colour)___ ___(favourite car)___ and a beautiful house you'd always dreamed of.
The only imperfect thing, was your colleague. You were a waitress, and so was he, and it seemed he dedicated his time in the restaurant to follow you around and flirt with you, casually bumping hips while walking, winking at you, talking to you, and insisting on helping you with any food, tray, drink, or even check you might carry to a table.
His name? Antonio.
Antonio Fernandez Carriedo.
He was the first person you had met at the restaurant, and the moment you had walked in he'd kneeled in front of you, taken your hand, introduced himself and then placed a gentle kiss on your hand, making you blush insanely.
SpainXReader: Last SmileDrip….Drip…Drip…the IV made, as the clear liquid dripped more. (Name) stared up at the ceiling, lying in her bed in the hospital, just letting time pass by. Ever since she was little, she’s spent most of her life in the hospital. Even though her parents visit her, they only visit when they had time on their hands. (Name) yearned for someone to get rid of this void of emptiness. She wanted someone to visit her everyday.
Somehow it’s as if an angel has granted her wish.
A tall handsome man walks into (Name)’s room, looking rather confused. The sun kissed tanned man looks around, and then looks at (Name) with his bright green eyes.
“Uh…excuse me, Chica. Do you know where room 207 is?” The man asks. From his accent, (Name) can tell he must be Spanish. (Name) shook her head no, frowning.
‘I guess he didn’t come here for me after all…’ (Name) thought.
“I see..I came here to check o
Just Us [Spain Drabble]"Wow, Antonio, that was amazing!" You breathed.
"Same goes for you, I didn't think you'd rush right into business!" Your boyfriend huffed with a smile.
You grinned, panting a bit. "We gotta do that again tomorrow."
"But next time, you'll be the one going under."
You and your boyfriend had just come back inside from the backyard garden, picking vegetables and fruits as a game. Whoever picked the most in 30 seconds would win.
If anyone had heard what you two had said to each other without knowing what had happened (especially Romano), misunderstandings would have went down. But you were glad it was just you and Antonio tonight.
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