HetaliaxReader - Need A Hug? - Prussia
You walked to the end of the hall where room 205 was. You clenched your blanket tighter around your shivering form, hoping that you were making the right decision. Sure the German could be a little cocky at times and he was like that little obnoxious brother that you never had, but he was caring and kind when it was just you and him. Besides he’d just think that you ran to the awesome him first thing and let you stay the night.
You knocked on the door a little loudly knowing that Gilbert was a bit of a snorer. A thud came from inside followed by sleepy curses before the door opened. Gilbert came out the room and stood in the doorway, his hair was tussled and his deep ruby red eyes were glazed with sleep. He wore a white t-shirt and blue boxers with little yellow dots printed onto them.
“Hey Gil,” you sheepishly waved.
“Frau, what are you doing?” Gilbert asked as he shook his head.
“Well it’s kind of a long, short sto
HetaliaxReader - Need A Hug? - Iceland
Room 220 was only a couple of doors down from your room, so it only took you a few steps to actually get to his room. He was a friend of yours who tried to help you out from time to time. His coolness would certainly help you calm down even just a little bit. Though there was a problem, he could be a little stiff when you tried to show friendly affection towards him or told him just to call you (nickname).
But there was no turning back now as you knocked on the door a couple of times. You waited hearing muffled footsteps on the ground before the door slowly creaked open. Emil stood in the doorway rubbing his eye. He was wearing a plain white shirt with a black knitted jumper thrown on top and green pants. He gave out a yawn before looking you in the eyes.
“Hey Emil,” you gave a small wave, your voice slightly cracking.
“_____,” Emil yawned again. “What are you, what are you doing here? It’s two in the morning or has jetlag gotten
HetaliaxReader - Need A Hug? - France
It took you no more than five steps to reach his room which was just pass the stairwell, but it seemed like five hundred steps. He’d always help someone out, so it seemed like common sense to go to him. He had helped you out in the pass when it came to your crushes and he’d always say ‘if you need any anything ma cherie I’ll be happy to help you out.’
Okay sure he could sometimes come off as a bit of a perve but everyone is a perve in their own way, right? Besides he knew how to cook and give advice when needed and in general he was just a really good friend.
You stopped at room 223 at took a deep breath. After all he never really was a morning person. You knocked on the door loudly but quickly, hoping not to wake anyone up. You heard an incoercible mumble from inside the room. Good, at least he was waking up. You knocked on the door again hoping that this time he’d wake up fully.
A groan came from inside the room before hearing
HetaliaxReader - Need A Hug? - Japan
Room 203 was at the end of the hall but you continued to march down. Hopefully he wouldn’t turn you away. Sure he was helpful but there was the matter of his personal space with he loved dearly, so maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. Well there was no turning back now as you reached the room. A small light came from under the door and bright, poppy music could be heard.
You knocked on the door without hesitation half hoping he would still be awake. Inside there was a small yawn followed by a couple of footsteps. The door opened slightly, the light from inside filled the hallway. A head poked out from the crack into between the door. Realising it was you and not some stranger Kiku opened the door. He was wearing a light blue long sleeved shirt with a matching pants with little leeks printed on them.
“_____-san,” Kiku said and nodded his head slightly.
“Hi Kiku,” you gave a weak smile followed by a small wave. Maybe this is a bad i
HetaliaxReader - Need A Hug? - Norway
You knew exactly who to go to, after all he had told you a few times about how he use to comfort his younger brother when he had a nightmare, so maybe he’d do the same with you. All you had to do now was find room 217 and ask him in your awkward way. Yeah, you were sure that it was bound to work.
You finally found the room and knocked on the door, knowing that he’d answer it almost right away, although he may seem a little cranky. Just like you had predicted Lukas opened the door. He’d didn’t look tired as those blank blue eyes stared at you. You noticed that a ‘coffee time’ shirt with two cups filled with coffee brofisting each other and black pants. You wanted to comment on his amusing shirt but decided that now wasn’t the time.
“Hey Lukas,” you said sheepishly.
“_____,” Lukas said in his famous monotone voice. “What can I help you with?”
“Eh?” You asked slightly cock
HetaliaxReader - Need A Hug? - Estonia
You could hear your footsteps echo through the silent hall as he walked towards room 210. It was somewhere in the middle, you kept reminding yourself as you scanned the doors. You eventually found the door you were looking for and stopped in front of it.
He’ll help me. He’s always seemed so kind and helpful, especially when my computer did that thing. You shook you’re head at remembering that event, your computer was basically your child and the thought of losing it and the work on it sent shivers down your spine. Of course he’ll help you the two of you are practically best buds.
With a slightly shaking hand you knocked on the door and waited for a couple of seconds. There was no answer or muffled sound from inside. You decided to try knocking again but when you were about to hit the door it swung open. Thankfully you had just stopped your hand from hitting a bed-headed Estonia. Eduard stood in the door way slightly slouching as he yawned. He wore
HetaliaxReader - Need A Hug? - Spain
You marched to room 206 which was near the end of the hallway. You knew that he would help you. In fact you knew that just talking to him for a couple of minutes could brighten up your day so he defiantly was the person to go to. Once you had reached the door you confidently knocked. Nothing. You knocked again, this time a little harder, hoping that you wouldn’t wake anyone up. Still nothing.
Maybe he wouldn’t mind if I just go in and try to wake him up myself. You opened the door and stepped inside. The room was dark but you could just make out the bed. You began to walk towards it when you tripped on something, making you fall with a very loud thud. You heard a mattress shift before a light clicked on lighting your view.
“Damn it,” you cursed under your breath as you untangled your foot from a shirt.
“Chica what are you doing here?’ You heard Antonio yawn.
Once you had freed your foot you looked up but didn’t have
PrussiaxShy!Tomboy!Reader - Not So Different
For the first time in a few months you started to feel self-conscious of yourself. You kept tugging at the hem of your large t-shirt, adjusting it so it would fit just right. Usually there was never a problem with the things you wore or the way you presented yourself. You were the kind of girl who wore their hair back, no make-up (unless it was for a special occasion) and also wore comfortable shirts and pants. Tomboy was the word to describe you.
Although you were different from normal tomboys. Usually they would be a bit chatty and talk to guys without a problem, befriending them without even realising it. You though were shy and hardly ever talked with anyone, regardless of their sex.
That all changed though when a boy had started to talk to you a couple of days ago. He first chatted to you before class started, assuming that you’d be a conversationalist. Obviously he didn’t know that you were the shy type. After that he kept on talking to you, mostly over
HetaliaxReader - Need A Hug? - China
You felt yourself walking faster as you neared room 207.Thunder rumbled through the walls. You held the blanket around your shoulders tighter. He would help you out. He always tried to be the ‘big brother’ type even though not many people noticed it, so maybe he’d help you out. And if he didn’t you’d just have to try and find someone else to help you. Maybe Xiao would let you camp out in her room for the night.
You basically shuffled your feet as you moved slowly down the hall, clenching the blanket around your shoulders tighter as a streak of lighting flashed outside the window. A clap of loud thunder followed briefly after that, making the ground shake. After the small interruption of silence finished you realised that you were already at his room. You knocked loudly on the door which had the numbers 207 nailed to it, hoping that he would hear it. After all you had experience with him and his heavy sleeping. That guy could sleep for a century if h
La Doncella (Knight!Spain x Reader)
Today was the big day.
Despite the abundance of banners, garlands, confetti and all manner of celebratory decoration about the village, the atmosphere was not a pleasant one. Tables stood groaning with the momentous weight of food stacked high atop them, the very best that the village had to offer. Not a bit of it had yet to be eaten. The air of fear about the place gave even these cheery accessories an uncomfortable edge, like the very air was turning it poisonous. Sour, like bad milk. Even the dazzling rays of the rising sun do nothing to dissipate the tension.
You, you are sweetly oblivious.
Mainly because you've been stuffed to the gills sweet wine and peculiar herbs.
Hazy motes of dust flutter carelessly above you, a beam of sun pouring in through the window. To you, the dust look like shredded feathers and if only your limbs did not feel so heavy, you would reach out, and grab one.
But of course, all you do is lie there, gazing mindlessly up at the square of light as though any m
BTT x Reader - Jealousy---
Mild Cursing. And slight pervertedness. Come on, It's the BTT.
Gilbert looked up from his computer to see you laying, sprawled out on the floor, on your phone. He chuckled, facing the computer again, and sighed. You heard this, drawing your attention to the albino, and you sat upright.
"Hey, Gil, where're Francis and Antonio?" You questioned, knowing they were always together, even when they slept.
He slightly laughed and lowered his laptop top. "They're coming , don't worry."
You smiled and nodded. Humming to yourself, you checked the time. It was only 11:29, so you had plenty of time with the trio. They were your best friends, and had been for as long as you could remember. Yeah, they could be perverts, but that just made them more fun, am I right? They always made moves on other girls though, and that gave you a feeling in the pit of your stomach. You couldn't quite put your finger on the emotion though… So you brushed it off.
"Alrighty. Antonio better be
Hetalia - 40 Ways To Annoy DenmarkRefer to him as 'Legoland.'Ask him if he uses lego pieces as currency.
Ask him if he believes in 'Legoism'.Confuse him with the Netherlands.Refer to him as a 'slob'.Describe him as being 'unhygienic'.
Accuse him of being racist.Call him 'arrogant'.Tell him that he lacks self control.
Criticize him for being too outspoken.Refuse to have any conversation with him.Tell him that he's too boring.Ask him why he is always hiccuping.
Tell him that his language sounds silly.Claim that Swedish sounds better than Danish.Prohibit him from drinking beer or any other alcohol.
Refer to him as an 'alcoholic'.Claim that his beer tastes like mouthwash.Deprive him of his famous Danish bacon.Steal his bicycle.Strut around reciting lines from Hamlet in a melodramatic manner.Ask him if he personally knew Hamlet.
Ask if he would like to relive his Viking days.Force him to watch 'Thor' with you.Force him to watch Disney's 'The Little Mermaid' with you.Criticize any of Han Christian Andersen's works.Ask why mo
NorwayXHurt!Reader - What is it you were reading?
A/N: Just a small heads up, there is a little bit of abuse in this.
It was a Friday night and your boyfriend Jeff was coming over to hang out and play some video games with you. Tonight you planned on telling him about your new job you had just gotten in town. You were going to work with your two best friends, Mathias and Alfred. They both worked at a delicious fast food restaurant. They had let you know that the place was hiring, so you had filled out an application and you had also been expected.
You were excited, yet very anxious of what was to come. You got more giddy when your doorbell rang. You got up from setting up the video games and ran over to the door. Taking a deep breath, you open the door.
"Hey, Jeff!" You greet with a big grin, he also smiles.
"Hello, [Name]. You re
Spain's Ending - BTT x Reader - Jealousy---
[Insert normal warnings that apply to the Bad Touch Trio. You guys know what you're getting yourselves into.]
You stared, bewildered, at each of the men. They stared back at you, patiently waiting for an answer. For a long time, you didn't say anything, but after about 5 minutes of staring, you croaked out-
"I like one of you too."
Their faces lit up, and they began asking you-
"Is it me?"
They were gradually growing louder and your head started to hurt.
"ANTONIO!" You yelled over the commotion, which made everyone shut up. Sighing, you shut your eyes. "I like Antonio." You heard two groans and one squeal, which you assumed belonged to said man. Opening your eyes, Antonio was sitting right in front of you.
"I'm out of here." Gilbert said, walking out of your door to go sit back on the couch. Francis soon followed, leaving only you and Antonio in your bedroom.
onhonhonHe smiled giddily at you which fo
Misunderstood!France X Reader: I'm Not A Rapist 5
When you were heading to your locker the next morning, you noticed that the halls seemed to be rather empty, with the exception of a few people who shot quick glances at you when you walked past them. I wonder where everyone is... you thought a bit confusingly. However, as you kept walking towards your locker, you were able to notice a large crowd all the way at the other end of the hall, and the sound of a group of people yelling loudly. Your befuddlement grew only further and you hastened your pace slightly. The crowd seemed to be gathered around the area where your locker was, and if there was some kind of drama going on, you didn’t want to become a part of it.
However, when you neared the crowd, which you noticed was made up of people staring in front of them with wide eyes and slightly open mouths, the voices of the group of people who seemed to be in the center of it became much more apparent. Once you recognized who they belonged to, you nearly let out a gasp.
Romano x Reader x Spain : Two FoolsYou smiled towards the two men fighting on the couch opposite of you. Chuckling and shaking your head, you stood up.
"Hey, do you guys want to go to the park or stay here fighting? I'm fine with either one." You gently smiled, smoothing out your dress. The men stared at you for a minute before going back to yelling at each other in their native languages.
"Antonio and Lovino, get your asses over here right now, because we are going to the park and I'm not going to listen to you two bitch about things the whole time!" You turned around, squeezing your eyes shut, and crossed your arms underneath your chest. "I'm counting to ten, and by the time I'm done, you better have straightened yourselves up and should be ready to go to the park with me."
You heard some shuffling.
A grumble escaped from Lovino's mouth along with a vocabulary of vulgar language.
A few words in Spanish quietly erupted from the Spaniard's mouth.
You heard a thump and an 'Ow', only
Little!America x Mermaid!Reader - Swimming"(Name)!"
A young boy sat at the shore. He sported a devious little cowlick that you always thought was cute.
"(Name)! Quit hiding!"
You stayed under the surface of the water, laughing to yourself. You also loved seeing him getting riled up. His tantrums, whenever he stomped on the sand with his little feet and his cowlick bounced with him, always made you laugh.
"(Name), I'm going to throw rocks in there until you come out!"
You crossed your arms defiantly, your (favorite color) tail swished from under you. America wouldn't throw rocks in the lake he knew was your home-
Suddenly you heard a splash, turned around, and met the bright baby blue eyes of your best friend.
Now he would on the other hand throw himself into the lake.
With a mighty flex of your tail, you swam to America, wrapped your arms around his tiny frame, and pulled both of you above the surface.
"I'd much rather prefer you threw the rocks instead of drowning yourself, America...
Misunderstood!France X Reader: I'm Not A Rapist 2
“How are you feeling, Francis?” you asked softly, interrupting the silence between the both of you that had stretched for a significant amount of time. You were still sitting outside on the bench, enjoying the feeling of the spring air as it softly blew around the both of you. Turning your head to the Frenchman sitting next to you, you saw him staring down at his feet with a somewhat blank expression on his face.
At the sound of your voice, he lifted his head and turned it to look at you, smiling lightly. “I’m feeling pretty well now.”
“You're not upset anymore?” you asked again.
The smile on his face disappeared and he frowned a bit. He remained silent for the next few moments, a bit of discomfort showing on his face, and you started to think that it was the wrong thing to ask before he replied softly. “Well...I still am. I'm still upset, just...not as much as I was before you began to talk to me.”
“Oh,” you said softly
Prussia x Glasses-wearing!Self-conscious!Reader
Prussia x Glasses-wearing!Self-conscious!Reader
The loud, harsh sound of the school bell roughly jerked you out of your daydreaming. You hurriedly looked around to get your bearings again and then started following everybody else's example by packing up.
Your head snapped up, I forgot to write down my homework! You squinted at the white board that displayed the homework. To your dismay, the words were too blurry to be read. Slightly frustrated, you stopped packing to wait for everyone to leave so you could move to the front to copy it. Fortunately, you did not have to wait too long before the majority of the people left, but Mrs. (Random teacher name) wasn't very happy.
Walking out the door, you thought to yourself, I'm glad my friend isn't in that class.
The crowded hallways were deafeningly loud as always as you made your way out of the bui
Japan x Reader , My Sweet Senpai
*ring..ring..RING RING RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING OMG MAKE UUUUUUP RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING*
"GAH! SHUT UP!! URASAI " You shouted and hit the alarmclock to your right (just sayin' this because you might not where you alarm clock is //smacked)
"Sigh,Well since is 6 I still have a lot of time to do stuff~" You skipped to the bathroom and took and bath
~After your freggen long bath~
"Ahh~ that was refreshing~ now to put on some clothes~" You then went to your closet and put on your school uniform then you hurriedly grab your school bag and ran outside
"*huff huff* Okay got here on time!" You said and took your camera out
"Senpai is here! gotta take a picture~~" You took out your camera and took a few pictures of your senpai , Kiku Honda .
You see you've been infatuated by this man for quite a long time , Ever since you saw him in school for the first time you thought he was so cool!
With his pretty black hair and enchanting brown eyes , You thought he was perfect.