America x Reader - Scaredy-Cat Confession by AProudHetalian, literature
Literature
America x Reader - Scaredy-Cat Confession
Intro
...America.
This was a bad, bad idea.
Very bad.
So bad you had half a mind to jump out a window bad.
“Are you sure about this, Alfie?” you asked uneasily as your American friend pulled you along, the looming haunted house attraction in the distance growing with each step. “I don’t really think–”
“Shush, _____!” Alfred exclaimed excitedly, effectively cutting you off as he turned his head to flash you a beaming smile. “I’m absolutely sure, dude! This is gonna be awesome!”
You sighed.
Great.
Ever since some haunted house attraction had suddenly opened up out of now
Waiting in the Rain [Romano x Reader] by Cross-Angel-Chan, literature
Literature
Waiting in the Rain [Romano x Reader]
Was she an idiot?
He watched her through the window, angrily stirring his cup of coffee. It was absolutely pouring out there, will the rain coming down in relentless streaks that the outside world was almost a blur. It didn’t help that the café carried such strong scents of coffees and teas while the shaky outline of a girl shivered. Running an irritated hand through his hair, he criticized himself for even worrying about her. He didn’t know her…and it was the idiota’s own stupid fault for not having an umbrella.
Why didn’t she just leave? Why was she still stan
.:France:.
"Francis, come on," you groaned when Francis would continually ignore you, poking his cheek in annoyance, "Get up and off your sexy ass already and go check up on the baby... And tie your hair up, it's getting in my face again!"
Francis chuckles faintly in his pretend sleep, deciding to just encase you in his strong arms and buff chest to keep you from moving. You frowned at your husband and the sounds of your darling child calling for you and Francis, sleepy parents, from the nursery room.
Sleepily, you said to Francis again, "Please Francis, it's your turn to check on the baby..."
Francis lifted one of his eyelids to allow his ad
Hetalia x Reader: Bring Her Back by threepinkdoors, literature
Literature
Hetalia x Reader: Bring Her Back
AN:This is based on a dream I had. Some to none of you know that I will be joining the military soon, and I had a nightmare where I, not only stopped being a fan of Hetalia, but I completely forgot about them and they no longer existed in my world. So, this is just to get it off my chest, but also to remind me of what I don't want to become. It might turn into a series, but I'll leave that for you readers to decide if I should continue this or not.
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"__________!"
You smiled, your eyes closed. It was always good to hear his voice. "Alfred," you said aloud. But there wa
The Clockwork Heart (Germany x Doll!Reader) by UnluckyAmulet, literature
Literature
The Clockwork Heart (Germany x Doll!Reader)
"What am I?"
Not who, but what.
"A doll. I made you."
"Oh."
You ingest this news with an impassive face, though since it is made of sheet metal, the blonde man supposes that it would be hard for you to properly emote. You lift a hand to inspect it. It is meticulously crafted, as would be inspected from one of the top engineers around. It would almost be able to pass for a real human hand, if not for the obvious artificial joints used to craft together your fingers and knuckles. Now another question comes.
"Why did you make me?"
He doesn't answer.
He doesn't answer because he just can't bring himself to tell you he did not mean to bring
Germany x Sick! Reader - The good side about colds by aranel753, literature
Literature
Germany x Sick! Reader - The good side about colds
Germany x Sick! Reader - The good side about colds
“Just how awesome, oh awesome, I am? I am as awesome as awesome I can be!” [f/n] heard her German (though he insisted on being called Prussian) neighbor boast happily as he climbed the stairs to his apartment, his quick and heavy steps only quieter than his brothers, that also lived with him. Still, the muffled noise made all the way till her living room, giving the faint impression he was much closer than he really was. That wouldn’t be a problem, but that day wasn’t a normal one.
[f/n] felt a little feverish, and with a massive headache, so with each footstep her l
Love-Hate Relations|RomanoxReader by ColdVixen, literature
Literature
Love-Hate Relations|RomanoxReader
Love-Hate Relations
RomanoxReader
Literature trade with CookieMoon101
Author's Note: Since this is a story about our little Lovi, cursing will definitely occur. Turn back now if you don't like swearing.
"Lovino!"
You shook the door handle of the Vargas' residence, fuming. You banged a fist on the door. "Lovino Vargas, let me in this instant!" you hollered. You heard the locks click, and you prepared to throw a punch in the Italian's face.
"Oh, (y/n), what a surprise~!" came a bubbly, cheery voice. Your anger was quickly replaced and replenished with confusion. You let your fists drop to your sides loosely. "Feli?"
"Fratello is upstairs i