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Norway x reader: Are you ticklish?
Norway just looked at you without expression, only his dull blue eyes giving away a hint of annoyance.
"I said, are you ticklish?" You asked innocently, plunking down next to him on the couch in his living room.
He continued to stare at you, his body tense.
"Why do you ask?" He mumbled, looking away. You giggled inwardly at this reaction.
"You're avoiding the question~" You sang, scooting closer to him and poking his shoulder.
"N-no." He muttered. Was that a hint of pink on his cheeks?
"You so are." You stated. Raising your hands, you were poised, ready to pounce.
He looked at you, fear in his eyes. You laughed darkly.
"Well, I'm going to find out either way~"
You lunged for his ribs, tickling him at full force.
"__-________! S-stop!" He yelled, trying to push you away. But you held on. His face was red and he was shaking with the effort of not laughing.
You tickled him even harder, and he eventually gave in and burst out laughing.
"S-stop! Stop!" He said, laughter convulsi
Sweden x Reader: Christmas hugs
Belward was an interesting person, to say the least.
Stretching up onto your toes, you scanned the crowd in front of you. Yes, the night was young, but somehow you had managed to lose sight of Sve amongst the many bustling Swedish christmas shoppers. And it wasn't the first time this evening, either.
Swiveling around, you managed to get a glimpse of the stoic man. Well, perhaps a bit more than just a glimpse - he was rather tall, after all. He was looming over a cotton candy stand, staring with a childlike curiosity into the colorful machine. You giggled softly, watching his eyes light up when a little girl next to him ordered a serve. The girl looked up at him, starting slightly but proceeding to jump up and down animatedly, telling him of her order. Even though normal people could never see his change in expression, you always noticed. Like now when, ever so slightly, his mouth turned up at the corners, his eyes softening at the younger girl.
Said girl recieved her order, smiling at
Romano x reader: Emotions
This fanfic contains a smexy Romano and some, well, "colourfull" language.
You have been warned...
"Lovi~ Look at this one!" You exclaimed, running over to the glass tank. You pressed your nose and hands against the cool glass, watching the beautiful blue jellyfish dance in small circles. You giggled and turned to Romano, who just looked at you incredulously.
"What's so special about it, idiot ragazza. And don't fucking call me that!" He sighed, puffing his cheeks out in annoyance. You giggled again and went to stand closer to him.
"C'mon, its not that bad." You smiled. "Let's go look at the sharks!"
You grabbed his hand and started to pull him in another direction. You noticed out of the corner of your eye that his face was flushed red, and that he was muttering in Italian, not meeting your gaze. You stopped suddenly and blushed softly.
"I-I'm sorry, I can let go if you want." You sighed, starting to loosen your grip on his. Before you could fully slip out of his gra
Spain x reader: Tomato woes
Tomatoes are a strange fruit.
They are beautiful, delicious and, according to Antonio...
"______________!" You heard a certain Spanish man cry in despair. Dropping the basket of clothes you were holding, you rushed into the kitchen to find Antonio on his knees, tears running down his cheeks.
"Toni! What on earth happened, are you alright?" You asked, immediately kneeling down and wiping his cheeks.
"I-It's the tomatoes, señorita!" He sniffles, rubbing at his eyes. "They're gone!"
"Gone?" You asked, raising an eyebrow. "How could they be gone?"
Antonio looked up at you, forest green eyes still wet from crying.
"I came into the kitchen for breakfast as normal, si? But when I went to the table the basket was gone!" He wailed.
At first you just looked at him questioningly, but then you remembered. Only the day before Romano and Antonio had invited you to help harvest the Spaniard's many, many tomatoes. Of course you agreed - after all, you couldn't turn down an invit
Prussia x reader: Nuh uh! Part 2
It had been approximately fifteen minutes since the French and Spanish members of the Bad Touch Trio had clashed with the Prussian - or, more correctly, the Prussian had clashed with them. Speaking of said Albino, Gilbert had been and was continuing to pull you roughly by the hand, not pausing once to even take a breather. Where? Good bloody question.
You had been out of breath exactly ten of those fifteen minutes, and by now you were finding it genuinely hard to keep yourself upright. Fast walking/running for long periods of time? Not exactly your thing.
Sighing faintly in frustration, you had just about had enough. Therefore, tightening your grip around his larger hand, you jerked him to a stop, halting the both of you.
As you panted heavily, slowly recovering, you tried to turn him to face you, but for some reason, he wouldn't budge. As a result, you stood there awkwardly for about a minute to regain your breath, before you - slowly and hesitantly - walked in front of him, raising y
China x Reader: Panda Pencil Cases~
You hummed happily to yourself as you walked down your street, world quiet in this peaceful spring day. Looking up, you sighed contentedly at the clear blue sky and the fluffy white clouds. One of them even looked like a Panda.
How appropriate, you chuckled.
Today was the day that your best friend Yao came back from his trip to his home country, China. It had only been two weeks since you had last seen him, but that was too long in your books!~ Yesterday Kiku had helped you pick out a present for him.
"_______-san, how about this?" Kiku held up an on-sale issue of Naruto.
"Thank you, Kiku. However I don't think that's quite Yao " You frowned. You had been shopping together for nearly an hour, and so far nothing seemed good. Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed Kiku sighing, looking rather tired.
"Kiku, why don't you go meet up with Ludwig and Feliciano? They're at that café on the corner, remember?" Just because you couldn't find the perfect p
(OOC) N. Italy x Reader: Pocky Passion
Once again, you found yourself daydreaming about him.
You probably looked rather silly, sitting there snuggled deeply into your couch, dreamy smile plastered onto your face. But what could you say? You were in love, after all.
Everything about him dominated your thoughts, 24/7. You were infatuated by every little thing he did. His sweet and adorable personality, his unconditional love for pasta, and even his little "vee~" at the end of practically every sentence. How could anyone not love him?
Well, most people "loved" him in a different way to you - at least, you hoped so. Your love was the "I-want-to-kiss-you-right-now" kind of love. You sighed, unwillingly bringing yourself down to reality. There was no way he'd kiss you as "more than friends", persay. He, being of Italian nature, would just assume you were being friendly, right?
A sudden banging noise aroused you from your daydreaming, causing your head to snap up sharply. Looking around for the source, you noticed that the front d
Russia x reader: My awesome snowflake
The wind was cold. And not just cold, more like it's a freaking blizzard and if it doesn't stop someones going to get shot kind of cold. Were you over-reacting? Unless you like going to someone's house in the middle of a snowstorm, then no, no you weren't. At least said person's house or should I say personification's, was Russia's.
Yes yes, everyone thought you were attempting suicide by visiting him at all, let alone in the middle of winter. But it was Christmas, and you knew how alone Ivan could get during the festive season. I mean, everyone was afraid of him! Well, almost everyone.
You had known Ivan for centuries. You weren't as old as him, but you had spent your younger years with him as a guardian figure. He was always there for you, acting like the big brother you never had. When, you asked yourself, did this sibling-type love become not enough? 200 years ago? 300?
Sighing, you shook yourself from your thoughts and concentrated on putting one foot in front of the other.
Denmark x Reader: Valentines Valencies
A loud thunk was heard as your lovable friend introduced his face to the desk.
Rolling your eyes, you poked the side of his face.
"Matt, it's just Valencies." You whispered, trying to stop yourself from laughing. Matthias moaned as he turned his head to look at you.
"But _________~!" He whined, bright blue eyes like a puppy dog's. You covered your mouth to stifle giggling when his gravity-defying hair jiggled. "It's Valentines! You don't do Science on Valentines "
That's right, today was the famous Valentines Day, 14th of February.
You had come to school only to be bombarded with excited Italian, Hungarian and Japanese friends, just outside the gate. Each of them had already received Valentines gifts - Feli from Gilbert, Eliza from Roderick, and Kiku from Alfred. Kiku had actually hugged you he was so excited!
Of course, they had bought gifts for you, as you had done for them, but all in all they were just friends. There was only one man you wanted a present from, and t
Hong Kong x Reader REQUEST
"You can do this," your best friend assures you.
You nod, untying the elastic holding your braid. You loosen your hair so that the waves fall over your shoulders perfectly.
This needs to be perfect.
"Do you know where he is?" you whisper to her as you fix your make-up.
"I saw him heading back over by the library. Around the back. Go! Hurry!"
You nod at her before you walk over, taking long and quick strides. Your flats make little to no sounds as you walk up the steps. You cut across the lawn up here and head towards the back. You need him to be alone so you can confess and you need to confess soon.
You've been in love with Leon for nearly eleven months now. It started in your English III class. He never spoke much, nor was it ever easy to tell what was on his mind, but his few words and his artwork, you grew to love him.
Especially when after he gave you this amazing drawing of a girl surrounded by a fierce, long dragon, but it looked as if she commanded it.
He opened up to you s
Hong KongXReader - Request"This is more difficult than I thought."
[Name] slid against the wall of one of the halls of China's big house. She had lived there since she was aware, China had picked her up one day when he found her alone and lost in the woods, but she couldn't remember it well. She was welcomed very well in his house, becoming great friends with one of the children who lived with him. The same boy for which she had developed some feelings and who she was trying to show some emotion on his face ... with no results.
"Nothing I've tried works! I know that he has always been so, but at least for once I want to see a smile on his face."
[Name] almost has a heart attack. She hadn't heard Hong Kong approaching her. She was raised very seriously stop thinking out loud, one day it would give her some trouble. And is that [Name] was in love with Hong Kong, which meant that after the shock, she blushed heavily to the meet with his chocolate gaze.
"H-Hong Kong! Don't scare me like that! W-What
MINI-CONTEST ENTRY: Hong Kong x Reader: First KissEven though the sky was dark already, it wasn't all that chilly. The temperature was moderate, quite warm, actually, which was a bit odd considering it was late autumn evening.
Maybe that's because your sort-of boyfriend Leon had given you his jacket to wear once you two exited the movie theater. Hm. Maybe. You pulled the two sides closer around your waist, having long given up on the zipper after a few fumble attempts.
Anyhow, here you two were, standing outside his car in front of your house. The dark-haired boy had been enough of a gentleman to drive you home (he lived next door anyways), and offer you his jacket once it got a little chilly, yet besides that your relationship really wasn't anything.
He was your best friend until four months ago, when the guy walked up to you after class and asked you out on a whim. Even today you didn't know what drove him to do that.
He was a pretty cool dude, plus he was kind of handsome and stuff, plus you kinda had a tiny-eensy-weensy-itt
A Picture Worth Three Words [Hong Kong x Reader]
[Hong Kong x Reader]
Grasping one of your favorite pencils, you drew the image as it looked in your mind's eye.
Dark brown hair...creamy chocolate eyes...
"What are you drawing [Name]?"
Jumping from surprise, you looked up to see your friend Hong Kong.
"Eep!" you quickly covered your drawing with your arms. "H-Hey L-Leon...what's up?"
He blinked, obviously confused. "What were you drawing [Name]?•
"A-Ah...that I see...uh well...it's nothing of importance really...just some...random scribbles," you lied nervously, hoping he couldn't tell that you weren't being entirely truthful.
The way his eyebrow raised slightly and the skeptical look on his face knew that he had seen you through. Luckily, he let it drop.
"Well I was just about to go out and take some pictures for my photography class...I'd be happy if you came!" you smiled, slipping the sketchbook away.
"Photos?" he echoed.
"Photos. It'll be fun! It's a sunny day today anyway right?" you brought your camera along
Hong kong x reader
HK x reader
I peeked in the living room, observing my boyfriend's actions.
He was sitting on the couch, earphones plugged in, and was drawing who-knows-what.
I walked into the living room and sat beside him. I took out the earbud from his right ear and put it in my left.
He gave me a questioning look, but didn't say a word.
I moved closer to him and looked at what he was drawing.
i asked. he nodded.
Suddenly, the song Fireflower came up on his ipod.
"I love this song~" i said
"Saisho kara kimi o-"
I started singing,
Leon sang along with me
"Yokatta nante sora ni utaunda~!"
we both sang
((timeskip to the end of the song!))
"You never told me you were a great singer~"
i told him
"That's cause you never asked."
I kissed his cheek.
"I'm glad I could love you from the start.."
he then kissed my nose.
suddenly, yao appeared out of nowhere with kiku.
"Aiyaa! So cute aru~"
Kiku only nodded and took pictures.
"Go away!" Leon shou
[Hongkong x Reader] I cant stop smilingYou are alone in the house with HIM! Why are you in the house with him? You were adopted by China because you became an orphan. The family happily accepted you.
Ah. There he go again. Being perfectly perfect. You rested your chin on your palms.
You sighed. You have a very huge crush on Hongkong. That face. THAT FACE. THAT BEAUTIFUL FACE.
You can feel your face heat up. His voice. You're addicted to his voice. You're hopelessly inlove with him.
Though, it's one-sided. You pouted. He's always around Taiwan. She's beautiful and always shining bright, unlike you. You closed your eyes, just in case he saw you staring at him. That would be awkward. Anyway. . . Taiwan knew about your crush though so she tries her best to support you.
Well. . You think it's like this.
You like Hongkong, Hongkong likes Taiwan and Taiwan,you think, likes Japan.
Hongkong and you rarely talk to each other. He's quiet and you're shy (to him). How you wish you can talk to him.
"Hey." a voice you k
Hong Kong x Reader: SafeYour feet hit the pavement. Every step feels like you're walking on knives, but you continue, pushing forward.
You've just escaped from some crazy raping abductor who happens to be into sixteen year old girls. That is not good because you happen to be a sixteen year old, and your virginity is something you much rather would like to keep.
You managed to escape by pushing a thumb tack into this eye, forever blinding him in one eye, which is better for you, even if you didn't manage to blind his other eye. You managed to break open the window and slip through, though you cut your arm and fingers while doing so, so you're pretty much bleeding everywhere now.
And it's getting so hard to run. You've been struggling all afternoon, and the blood loss is making you dizzy. Your whole body aches as if you've been treading through water for hours, and it's getting terribly hard to breathe. You can barely take in a few snippets of fresh air, and your strides become shorter and uncoordinated until y
Oneshot : Hong Kong x Reader - Sunday MorningWarm, soft shafts of morning sunlight peek through the patterned folds of the windows. Dust motes are forever suspended in the air, lazily drifting. Bird of unnameable species flock and join in choir for a sweet song. You awaken to the sound of birdsong and golden kisses of the dawn on your eyes, accompanied by...
The alarm screams out its daily shriek, hell upon your ears and your hands desperately fumble around to find and turn off the damn thing, only to end up pulling the sides of the pillow to your head instead after a few painful smacks at the nightstand. The sound is still there, although muffled, which is enough for you. You pull the sheets over your head too to try and block out the ear-clenching noise.
Although you might be content with the alarm at its lowest level possible, your partner, however, is not. A low, irritated voice, scratchy from lack of use during sleep, joins the alarm.
"Ugh... ______... turn
:Overshadowed: Hong Kong x ReaderDisclaimer: I don't own Hetalia and certainly not England or Hong Kong! I don't own you either, but I suppose that should go without saying. =7=
You were a new country. Just barely scraping the bottom of the barrel in order to fund yourself and your small population, you were just starting to get the ball rolling and try to make a name for yourself.
When you checked the mail one morning, you didn't expect to see it. An envelope that was inviting you to join all these big shot older countries! You did a silent cheer that morning, you were getting recognized.
It wasn't until after the meeting that it got interesting. They rarely asked your opinion on things, especially when it was that one man, America, talking, which was the majority of the time. Surprisingly, as you collected your manila envelope and packets of paper you received at the start of the meeting concerning world issues, you were confronted by a blonde man with peculiarly thick eyebrows.
"Hello, ________." He pronounced your
Hong Kong x reader: Hot mess?
"Well you're a... HOT MESS AND I'M FALLIN' FOR YOU, AND I'M LIKE-"
"HOT DAMN, LEMME MAKE YOU MY BOO~"
"'CAUSE YOU CAN SHAKE IT, SHAKE IT, SHAKE IT YEAH YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO, YOU'RE A-"
"HOT MESS, I'M LOVIN' IT, HELL YES!"
You, Yao and Mei all fell down in a heap after singing the last line in unison, giggling madly. Leon just looked at you from afar with Kiku.
"What are they doing?" He asked Kiku, frowning.
"Singing "Hot Mess" with _________, what else?" He replied, slightly irked by their behaviour. Leon looked back to see Yao hugging you, still giggling, with Mei still rolling on the floor. Suddenly, he stood up, walked over to you and pulled you two apart.
"Wha-" you exclaimed before Leon roughly pressed his lips to yours. You were too shocked to do anything for a few seconds, however eventually you snaked you arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. He grunted, but he wasn't displeased, and pulled your bodies closer together. After what was too short a period of time for you, you b
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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