Prussia x Tomboy!Reader x America - Prussia's PathA.N: This is the sequel to Prussia x Tomboy!Reader x America - So Confusing. If you have not read it yet, here~ fav.me/d76lw47
This is Prussia's ending~!
No way. I just. . . I refuse to believe it. He can't still hold these feelings after so long, can he? I mean, he has to move on eventually. . . I don't like him that way. I just want him as a friend!
"Ah, you're growing up so fast. You might even have a boyfriend," Mom says, smiling. I blush, shaking my head.
"No! I mean, I don't really. . . like him that way. He likes me, but I don't think I return the feelings!" I exclaim.
"Well let him down gently, dear." I look at the pink heart shaped card in my hand, and slowly nod.
"Yeah. . . . I will. . ." I mumble. I hear her footsteps as she exits the room to cook breakfast. I sigh and flop down on my comfortable bed, wishing I could just rest my worries away. "Why can't life be
2p!Italy x child!reader- Family love (part 14)When you got home, you find that your dad was waiting for you. "You set it on fire?!" he grabbed your shoulders and brought you into a hug. You weren't expecting this and was a little stiff from the sudden show of affection from him. You smiled faintly.
"I also called Francis."
"I took the owners cellphone. It wasn't exactly Francis but I'm sure my message was important enough to be passed on."
"That's my little ragazza. You're so smart."
Your smile grew more as you looked up to him. "I told you, you'd like it. I'm going off to my room, now." You happily made your way to your room's door. After opening it, you told your mom of your presence by saying, "I'm home, mama."
"...I don't wanna talk to you."
You closed your door then walked to your bed where you shyly looked up to your bear on your nightstand. "...You mad, mama?"
"I didn't want you getting involved in this and you ignore everything I say and don't tell me anything! So I'm going to ignore you!"
Hetalia X Reader: Where's Canada?"Pass the rolls, please!" America says, a smile plastered on his face.
"America, this is the politest you've acted! Who's bribing you?" China says.
"Me," you respond, passing America a basket of rolls. "Five American dollars for one hour of politeness."
", I don't get it! Why didn't you let me cook?" England burst out, his pasta untouched. "What have you got against scones?"
"You mean, what have I got against YOUR scones, Iggy? I made some for dessert," you tell him.
"Vhat? I thought I vas providing dessert!" Germany breaks in.
"You are, but I wanted to cook something for England! He's terribly bothered by eating at our house, anyway!"
"Vhatever. Pass ze mashed potatoes, please," Germany says.
"They're regular potatoes, but okay!" you hand him the chopped up potatoes. "Canada, why haven't you been talking?" you turn to where Canada was sitting, but he's not there! In his place is none other than... KUMAJIRO!
"Bloody hell, why is Canada's bear sitting there?" England ex
The Good Old Days Fem!HungaryXFem!Tomboy!Reader 3"There's the birthday girl!" Alfred shouted when he spotted you in the hallway. Before you can even say thanks, he rushed up to you and gave you a spine-breaking hug. When he finally let you go, your other friends surrounded you. After a few minutes of chatting, Feliciano exclaimed: "Ve! Who is that, Doitsu!!!?" Ludwig and everyone else turned to where he was pointing to. Everyone gasped, but you did the loudest. It was Elizaveta. But the real Elizaveta. She wore skinny black jeans, red high-top converse, and a(n) (fav. Band) concert t-shirt. She walked straight to the group. " 'Sup guys." she said as she spat on the ground. Yup, this sure was the real Elizaveta. She walked up to you, took your hand, and marched off with you.
"Eliza! Eliza! Where are we going?" you kept asking. "Just you wait my little birthday girl!" she replied. For a while you didn't recognize any of your surroundings, but finally you realized exactly where you were going. "Eliza, we're not going where
FACE FamilyXChild!Reader (Request)Looking around at the unfamiliar surroundings you blinked, and tears formed in the corners of your (eye colour) eyes. Suddenly you heard voices, you squeaked and couched down as if you were trying to turn invisible.
“Hey Al, do you think the house will be safe while we are gone?” You heard a quiet voice ask.
Peeking a little out of the bush, you had awoken in, you saw two men. Both had blonde hair, and glasses. The taller on had a curl that curled once, and he had violet eyes. The other was slightly shorter than the first man, and he had a cowlick sticking up out of his hair, and he had blue eyes.
“Probably not, but they can take care of themselves.” A louder voice said, making you squeal.
Both men must have heard this cause they turned to where you sat.
“Did you hear that Matt?” The louder voiced man asked.
“Oui.” ‘Matt’ replied. “It might just be a wild animal Alfred.”
“So close to home?
Stephano X Reader- Welcome To Amnesia PT. 13Previously on MrGerman's Welcome To Amnesia PT. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, and 12...
"Your my brother. Sure we haven't been close.. But, I still know you and remember what you we're like before all of this Barrel and PewDiePie junk started up," said Stephano with a sigh.
Barrel nodded, "Let's keep walking.. I'll tell you about my full plan."
Barrel's eyes glistened with ambition, "of course I think that! He thinks that golden brat is dead.... This is where you come in to claim his position in the broarmy once again isn't that what you desire most?"
________________________________________ Your P.O.V. _____________________________________
You followed after Mr. Chair for awhile before asking, "I have a stupid question. Can I ask you?" Mr. Chair nodded, "sure." "well, I was wondering... How exactly do you think Barrel tricked Pewdie?" you asked curiously. Mr. Chair shrugged, "to be honest there's no telling." You nodded, "but... He wouldn't kill him.... Would he?" Mr. Chair stopp
CanadaXSleep Deprived!ReaderGroaning, you rolled over and looked at the alarm clock, which sat on your bedside table, for the umpteen time.
Tightly closing your (eye colour) eyes, you buried your (skin colour) face into your pillow.
But you sighed knowing that that wouldn’t help, as you had already tried to fall asleep with your face in said pillow about a million times the minutes and hours before hand.
Grabbing your Black IPhone 4 off the bedside table on the other side of your head you quickly put in (your password).
Hearing a 'click' the phone unlocked, and you clicked on your 'Itube app'. After waiting a few moments, you went to search and typed in (Favorite Youtuber).
~Matthew's Point Of View~ ~9 am~
"Yo Matt! I wanted to ask if you know what’s up with (Nick name), you two are really close, and (Nick name) seems to be getting more tired every day."
Matthew blinked at his brother, looked down, and hugged Kumijiro, his polar bear who always seemed to forget him, a little tighter trying no
AmericaXBullied!Reader Chapter 1When you got to English, you took your seat, which was in the front next to the window and an empty seat, and you waited for Miss Markham to get to the class.
Luckily she walked in a few seconds later, and most of the class, who wasn’t already inside poured into the class.
“Good morning everyone.” She said. “Before we start the lesson, we have a new student with us today.”
You heard footsteps, and then a boy around five foot nine walked into the room. He wore a cream coloured shirt, with a bomber over it, and jeans. His eyes were blue and wore glasses, he had blonde hair, which had a cowlick sticking out of it. Over his right shoulder was a blue backpack.
“Yo dude.” He said, and flashed a peace sign.
“Class I want you all to meet Alfred Jones.” Miss Markham said.
You zoned out after that, not really bothering to listen while Alfred introduced himself. Instead you looked out the window, and thought.
“(First Name)! (First Name)
AmericaXBullied!Reader Chapter 4“Yo (First Name)!” You looked up to see Alfred standing in front of your desk, his backpack on his back and he was smiling.
“What do you want Jones?” You asked, instantly annoyed at the American in front of you.
“Come on its recess time dude!” Alfred said.
You looked around, and saw the class was leaving, and Mr Riley was picking up his notes.
“You coming (First Name)?” Alfred asked, and winked at you.
You hadn’t noticed the wink, and you grabbed your stuff, and put it in your bag, before running out of the room, and down the hallway as quickly as you could, hoping you hadn’t gotten out of class too late.
“Hello (First Name)~” You paled as you heard George, and then you saw him walking towards you from the way that you were running.
Turning around, you tried to run back down the hallway, but before you could place on foot in front of the other, you felt someone grab your wrist tightly. Turning your head around, you