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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
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...'
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
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
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!!!"
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."
Training [Germany Drabble]Left, Right, Left, Right, Left, Right, Left, Right... You thought to yourself as you ran your laps with your team.
You lapped Italy for the 12th time, who was still barely finishing his first lap.
You didn't feel anywhere near the feeling to stop, so you didn't- not even stopping for some air or a drink of water.
"[Name]!" A voice made you slow down to a stop.
You looked behind you, seeing your companion, Germany.
Look at those muscles... Oh good lord, if only I could just at least poke them... You suddenly snapped yourself out of your thoughts, feeling blush overrun your face. You knew you had to stop thinking that way about your teammate... But you just couldn't. You thought he was quite attractive, and sometimes your thoughts would lead to some sort of scenario that was quite unnecessary.
"[Name], you can go rest if you want," Germany told you.
"N- no, I- I'm fine," you weakly smiled.
"Are you sure? You seem red in the face," Germany gently p
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~?"
21 Guns [Switzerland One-Shot]-The Battlefield-
There is a blonde man crouching over someone on the ground. He was crying.
There is a woman with [h/l] [h/c] hair who is bleeding to death on the ground. She is the someone that the man is crying over.
The thing is, they are wearing enemy uniforms. The man has defeated the woman, so why was he crying over her?
They used to be best friends since they were kids.
Why were they fighting if they were best friends?
Because the woman was forced to fight against her best friend. It was either fight, or lose everything. The woman tried her best to lose, so that her best friend wouldn't get hurt.
She always had loved him more than just a friend, and she didn't know if he felt the same, or just thought of her like family?
The woman coughed up blood. "V- Vash..." She whispered the man's name.
"[Name]... Why? Why did you have to go and nearly get yourself killed?" Vash sniffled.
[Name] weakly smiled. "It's better than letting my best friend die..."
"No!" Vash felt more hot tears s
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
.: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
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].
France x reader: The one that almost got awayYou sat cuddling your legs as tears streamed down your face. You'd just broken up with Francis, your newly ex boyfriend.
You and Francis had been together for as long as anyone could remember. He was an artist but lately funding for his supplies had been rather low. You were already working two jobs, one just for him.
"Francis, I'm heading home now, goodnight," You called, waiting for him to kiss you goodbye.
"Oui, Oui goodnight ____." You closed the door and returned back into the arts room, arms folded
"Francis, I said goodnight," you growled irritatedly. Whenever Francis was painting he completely forgot of your existence.
He looked up from what he was doing and set the painting on the ground. He quickly paced over, kissed your cheek and returned back to what he was doing.
"That's it Francis!" You yelled and in one quick motion grabbed the Canva from him and put your knee threw it.
You couldn't believe you'd just put your knee threw Francis' pride and joy so simply.
Fine By Me PrussiaxReader SongficYou're not the type, type of girl to remain
With the guy, with the guy too shy, too afraid
To say he'll give his heart to you forever.
I'm not the boy that will fall to his knees
With his hands clasped tight, begging, begging you please
To stay with him for worse or for better.
Sometimes Gilbert had to wonder how the two of you ever got together. A lot of other people wondered too, but he usually ignored them. But there were times he really thought about how the two of you attracted each other. He was loud, arrogant, and obnoxious while you were sweet, quiet, and almost everything he wasn't. You were the kind of girl who liked to hear that she was loved or cared for and he was the kind of guy who didn't go around shouting his feelings for the world to hear. You two were almost opposites, yet you'd been dating for just over six months.
As much as he hated to admit it, Gilbert sometimes worried that his lack of caring would drive you away. That you'd get fed up with his arrogance
RomanoxReaderTitle: BITCH (figured i shouldn't put that as the deviation title)
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Slight warning for language...
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How can two tsundere people ever have a working relationship? Well first off, it takes a lot of work. But will they actually work on it? That one's up in the air
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(First Name) (Last Name) was sitting in the hallway at school with her notebook open as usual and was sketching a picture. It was a sketch of her and her boyfriend Lovino Vargas holding hands in the park. Simple yes, but it was a dream of hers to be able to do. She knew that her boyfriend wasn't much for much physical contact of any kind and she was not the type who liked PDA. They didn't even hold hands, but were they in love? She thought so some others didn't others like
PrussiaXReader Don't take me for granted...
"Hey [Name] can you do me a favor?"
"Hey [Name] do you think you can...?"
"Hey [Name] I really need you to...."
Thats it you couldn't take it anymore. Your boyfriend ,Gilbert, just always seem to need you only
when HE needed something. You loved him you really do. You'd do everything he asked cause you'd love
when he'd smile but there was never a thank you. Never.
"Hey [Name] want to do something for me?" He asked as you scrolled your dA for new art. Turning to
him you already knew that it was something stupid or something that could not in anyway benefit you.
"What is it Gilbert?" You asked a bit fustrated. You were already sick and tired of this. If he
continued this stupid request you'd leave. In the end they only contributed to him and left you somewhere
in the dust.
"'Gilbert?' Babe, whats wrong you never call me Gilbert unless somethings wrong." He said eyes filled
Yeah right -you thought- he's still gonna ask for that damn 'favor'.
"I feel like your taking me for gra
Prussia x Reader for chevalresse The sunlight shone through your window warming your face. You slowly opened your eyes and smiled sleepily. It was one of those mornings, the calm, peaceful mornings that you love so much. You sat up and stretched your arms above your head. You pulled your warm, soft blanket off your body and placed your feet on the soft carpet. You stood and walked across the room to your door. You stepped out of the room and headed down the hall. You smiled at the peaceful aura that filled the air. It was rarely quiet in your little apartment because of your trouble-making siblings and stupid neighbors.
You were getting settled in the couch with a nice book to take advantage of the silence when there was a knock on the door. You growled in frustration and jumped up. Let them think your still asleep.
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
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.
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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