prussia x reader: sayonee by 12bfeygirl42, literature
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prussia x reader: sayonee
“You ever think about getting married?”
“You’re not seriously proposing to me in a McDonald’s, are you?”
Your exasperation made him snicker, quickly squeezing your hand in reassurance. “No, no. Just curious is all.”
You were quiet for a few moments, both content to sit idly in the booth, watching the evening shift begin tidying up for the night. It was near closing time, but he was in no rush to leave. Judging by your feet still propped on the seat beside you and the weight of your head against his shoulder, neither were you.
“I’ve thought about it,” you murmured, the words
(Canada x Reader) - Happy Birthday, Mattie~ by AprilLilypegasi, literature
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(Canada x Reader) - Happy Birthday, Mattie~
Canada sighs sadly as he walks into the World Meeting, not really wanting to be here on today of all days. Even worst is that he’s hosting the Meeting, so he has to be here. Did some of the other countries find this funny? To make him host the Meeting on his own birthday....
The other nations walk in the room and he receives sympathetic looks from France, England, America, and (Y/n), his closest friend not in his family. They know what today is for him and feel sorry for him having to be here today.
He just half-smiles at them and gestures for them to sit down. (Y/n) sighs audibly, gaining the attention of the other countries. “
Treacherous Part Two- Cheater!Spain x Reader by GreenStar617, literature
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Treacherous Part Two- Cheater!Spain x Reader
It must be really stupid to fall in love, you thought to yourself. Crying yourself to sleep wasn’t a good way to let out your sadness, but you only realized that after you did. It made you feel desperate, fragile, and naive. Dating Antonio put a shame to you since you were one of the smartest students in your class, but once in awhile you would force yourself to believe that it wasn’t your fault. You’ve been skipping classes for a week now, and some people were starting to get worried. You knew that when you get back to school, they would be talking about you.
Reaching for the box of tissues
Sweetheart [America x Deaf!Reader] by Kitinskey, literature
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Sweetheart [America x Deaf!Reader]
Sometimes, the things that people need to hear the most can't be heard, but that doesn't mean they can't been said.
Your name was {F/n} {L/n}, and at almost Twenty Five years of age you were as independent as anyone, more so depending on who you asked. You were a college student as a small community college close to the town in which you'd grown up in, though it had been a few years since you'd actually lived there. Now a days, you lived in a small One-Bedroom apartment with your significant other, of whom was actually a part of the Fire Program at the same college.
Alfred was as sweet as they came, though he was obnoxious to the point wher
Hetalia x Reader D.I.D. - Italy Pt. 1 by ChamirHatake101, literature
Literature
Hetalia x Reader D.I.D. - Italy Pt. 1
You have the sweet and bitter pleasure of meeting a terrified Italian who cowers away from you. “I’m sorry! Please don’t hurt me! I have a third cousin on mio nonno’s side who’s American!” You blinked at his frightened form, feeling slightly bad he was scared of you. Though it was slightly comical to you, you were more concerned about tell him you weren’t going to hurt him.
“Hey. Calm down. I’m not going to hurt you.” Smiling a little to show you meant no harm, he glanced up at you and visibly calmed down. He straightened himself up slowly and you couldn’t help
Greece x reader- Statistics by the-fatal-sun, literature
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Greece x reader- Statistics
It was a lovely day outside. The Greek sun was shining, gracefully sharing its warm light. The blue sky was clear while the wind was blowing gently, composing a heavenly scenery. Heracles was admiring his country's beauty from his balcony, where he was drinking his daily morning coffee.
"Morning, sweetheart" (y/n) greeted her husband, planting a kiss in his lips and taking a sit next to him.
"Καλημέρα. αγάπη μου" (Good morning, my love) he smiled.
A cat jumped and rested on Heracles' lap. The male lazily stood up and fed the white kitten. It happily purred making
CrimeBoss!RussiaxBellrina!Reader: Our Dance CH4 by IndigoDreams100, literature
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CrimeBoss!RussiaxBellrina!Reader: Our Dance CH4
A loud bang on the door of your bedroom startled you awake. Sitting up fear started to over come you again. Had Ivan found out where you lived and was he planning on finishing you off for real. Pushing yourself against the headboard of the bed you looked at the door as knob started to move.
“_______, are you up?” Lev asked from the other side of the door. Relieved you let out a deep breath.
“Yeah I’m up.” you called out.
“Good, breakfast is ready.” he informed you before walking away from the door.
Climbing out of bed you opened the old wooden window shutters. Your _____ eyes looked out at th
stood-up!reader x canada
You checked your watch again. Where was she? This wasn’t the first time Yamato had arrived late, but you’d think she would at least try to text you, seeing that it was the anniversary of your first date. You nervously tucked a stubborn piece of your hair behind your ear and made an internal checklist of the reasons she could be late.
Reasons To Not Show
Really Bad Traffic
The Car Broke Down
Mixed Times
Those were logical explanations right? I mean, it’s not like she could forget (after all the hints you gave her), and she certainly couldn’t have stood you up because- “[Ma’am/Sir]
Hetalia x Reader D.I.D. - Russia Pt. 1 by ChamirHatake101, literature
Literature
Hetalia x Reader D.I.D. - Russia Pt. 1
You have the sweet and bitter pleasure of meeting a tall irritated Russian who glowered at you before putting on a chilling childlike smile. “You should watch where you are going, da? Unless little girl wishes to be harmed.”
Shivering, your body trembled in slight fear. This man was obviously angry but you didn’t know if he was angry from you running into him or if you just happen to be the poor soul who would have his wrath. You hugged, your bag, bowing your head as to not look him in the eye. “I’m sorry.” You quietly spoke again.
His violet eyes scanned your figure, piercing righ