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CafeTalia X Reader - Switzerland
Midnight auroras. They wavered and danced in the far distance like wedding banners for the marriage of the stars or the proclamation between the heavens and earth, and the plain white hills were the only things under them. It was a beautiful sight to behold, you thought. All around you, the towering mountain tops surrounded you like formidable opponents, daring you to challenge them.
Well, there was nothing else to consider. You fit your (favorite color) sports gloves and fit your goggles against your face. You moved your feet back and fourth, testing your skis. Coming to the Alps was so cool; though the ski lodge resort where you took up residence was far behind you. You had wanted to go far off the trail to somewhere you could ski in peace.
The drop looked very satisfying, and you were already getting an adrenaline rush from the thought of catching air from this height. It looked about 15 feet straight down o
CafeTalia X Reader - Iceland
Welcome to the land of contrasts and unpredictable weather, you told yourself as you ducked behind the crowd into a nice hidden street in the center of Reykjavik.
Days ago you had flown in, but had trouble finding places where they spoke your native tongue. As pleasant-sounding a language as Icelandic was, you could not—for the life of you—make heads or tails of the street or shopping signs.
The hotel you were currently stationed in had your belongings waiting patiently for you to come back. But... you were lost... in a city full of people who didn't speak your language... with no Icelandic to English/English to Icelandic dictionary in your armory: a.k.a....your jeans pockets. The book was back at the hotel. You had left trying to find a store that offered tour guides that spoke your language.
CafeTalia X Reader (Requests full)
Hello, bonjour, buenos dias, guten tag, konnichiwa, ciao... Visit cafes from around the world as your favorite Hetalia character services you in their own special fluffy way. From Venice, to Paris, to a host cafe in Tokyo, or a teahouse in China, or in a New York style cafe too! Live out your travel dreams with the Hetalia cast!
"Welcome to Cafe Hetalia. May I take your order?"
North American Dishes
CafeTalia X Reader - Colonial!Canada and America
The beautiful ship was steadfast in its place on the docks, with sailors, mariners and people hustling and bustling about to prepare to set sail to the open ocean. The sun was proudly set in the sky, a golden sunflower amid the blue, with its rays reminding one of the warmth of a fire in the midst of a chilly day. You stood beside your mother and father, trying very hard to contain your excitement. You were going to the New World for the first time, and not only that but traveling with a country in the same ship too!
"Father?,' you said, your small hands holding on to the bisque doll he had bought you.
"Yes, my darling?' he asked, his attention now on you instead of the breathtaking boat nestled in the sea's waters.
"Are there any cities in the New World?"
"I believe so, but only a few. They say the
Hospital!HetaliaXReader- The Support Group- Chp. 4
Despite everything that could possibly go wrong, and the fact that you'd have to be in the same room as someone you disliked very much for more than two hours, you were slightly excited for this little "sleepover" Mrs. Bella had planned, even if the whole idea was a bit cheesy. You had never been to a sleepover before, as sad as that sounded. It wouldn't be much different for the patients, since they slept in the hospital anyway.
So about one week later, you dragged a sleeping bag and a backpack to the hospital with you when you went to support group. Everyone else had things provided by the hospital, and Lili had a small air mattress so that she wouldn't hurt her back.
Everyone else also seemed rather excited, excluding Ludwig, of course. Even Feli seemed a little happier than usual at what was going on.
When you got there, you put your stuff in a corner with everyone else's. Then you went and sat next to Feli, like you always did. As usual, he did
HetaliaxReader - Capture the Flag
The sun was starting to set by the time I pulled into the old park near my house. I found a decent parking spot that just so happened to be right next to my friend Alfred, and then hopped out of the car. I was clad in black, knee-long cargo shorts and a long-sleeved camo shirt. Black Converse tennis shoes covered my feet, which now took me down a sidewalk to a recreational building. I opened the door to see several of my friends in similar attire.
I smirked. “Am I the last one here?”
“You’re late,” Ludwig chided.
“Fashionably late, mein Freund,” I remarked. I scanned the people in the room and said, “Looks like everybody’s here. Why don’t we get started?”
All twelve of us all filed down to the three square miles of forest near the recreational building. My team––Ludwig, Kiku, Gilbert, Feliciano, Lovino, and myself––stood behind a white line spray-painted onto the ground, facing the o
Russia x Human!Reader : Day's gone byHe smiled softly at her, and she smiled back.
"And do you take (Y/N) as your lawfully wedded wife?" The man asked, as everyone's eyes drifted to Ivan.
He hesitated. Was this what he really wanted? He looked into her eyes, and got his answer.
'Yes, this is exactly what I want...'
"I do." He spoke in English, finding that suitable, since mostly everyone here spoke English.
"Do you, (Y/N), take Ivan as your lawfully wedded husband?" Everyone looked, at her, and she felt butterflies in her stomach. It was the same feeling she got when she met Ivan.
"Then you may kiss the bride."
Ivan leaned forward, and what was going to be chaste kiss, turned into a deep one, because when he tried to pull away, she grabbed his head, and deepend the kiss.
"Mmph?!" He made a shocked sound, as he wasn't expecting that. The preist chuckled nervously.
"Don't forget, you have an audience." She pulled away, and they both blushed hard, because everyone was watching th
PrussiaXReader - Helicopters and Geese
"Its spring! Get out here you little jewel thief!" You heard a scratchy voice call from outside. A fist pounded frantically at your door and you sneered, recognizing the voice.
You groaned, pushing your plate of half finished waffles aside and stood from your chair. You were clad in your pajamas; a pair of over sized grey sweatpants and a black tank top. Your hair was a bit funky from sleeping last night and you still had bags under your eyes.
"______, open this door or I'm kicking it down!" Shouted Gilbert with another pound on the door.
"I'm coming!" you hollered back, "Don't get your boxers in a bunch."
You trudged over to the door, trying to flatten out your bed head. As soon as you opened the door, there was a flash of white before you were suddenly on the floor with a very excited looking Prussian towering above you.
"Its spring! What the hell are you doing in here!?" Gilbert exclaimed, pulling you up with one arm, "You should be outside hanging out with me and doing something aw
America x Reader : The Day We Really Met
A/N: Hetalia! Whoo! Hoo! I'm such a fan of the show! My favorite characters is Denmark and Japan. Also if you want me to continue this, please comment!
As you watched reruns of some episodes of Hetalia; you admired the your favorite character America. You had always laughed when he appeared on episodes. He reminded you that you had to take some risks in life and just let loose. He'd always helped your stress as well as your anger.
" What a great episode," you turned your head towards a clock to check the time " Oh shoot! I'm late for (School/Work)!!"
You grabbed your (F/C) sweatshirt and dashed out the door of your house. You needed to cross the street to get to (School/Work) but since you were late, you didn't even notice a car driving torwards you.
* BEEP *
Your head could not turn in time to see the car but thankfully someone tackled you to the near side of the street. Once your back made contact with the solid stone, you quickly winced in pain. Tears formed in your eyes as you wait
Hospital!HetaliaXReader-The Support Group- Chp. 1
Note: Everyone is about 14 years old in this story. Including you.
"Mom, I don't understand why I can't just stay at home."
"Because, Sweetie, no work will get done if you stay at home."
"Don't you trust me?"
"I do, but we both know how much of procrastinator you are."
You sighed. She was right.
Once your mother had announced that the two of you would be moving at the end of the summer because of her job, you were sure all of your problems had been solved. You were bullied at your old school, and there was nothing that you liked about the town that you had lived in, not to mention the fact that you...well, let's just say it. You had no friends.
But you had decided that even though a new town would probably mean a new start, you weren't exactly ready to be the new kid. So you had convinced your mother to let you try out an online homeschooling program for the next year. You had thought everything was sorted out: Your mother would go to work ev
Model!IcelandxPhotographer!Reader~ Photo Shoot"I told you, either show me something I know is capable of matching my standards, or get out. I don't need these self absorbed models or gaudy outfits in any one of my shots." You said bluntly, throwing the multiple profiles back onto the black desk. The supervisor glared, grabbing his belongings and storming out of the office. A loud sigh came from your assistant, who had listened to the argument and was currently cleaning the camera lenses.
"______, this is the sixth request this week you've rejected. You'll need to accept a job sooner or later." Toris said, a worried look on his face. You scoffed, taking a long sip from your drink off to the side.
"You're such a worry wart, T. Didn't I tell you in the beginning that this was going to happen a lot?"
"But still, if you weren't such an amazing photographer, we would have lost customers ages ago."
You chuckled. "It's actually my pickiness that keeps them coming, isn't it? And not to mention we still have quite a lot of money in the acco
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
You Were Not An Aquarium BoySea-glass became your bones,
brine your blood, and seashells
melded into your skin.
You were not quite an ocean
when you said "This is your sign to love me."
My body was like a building;
tall, cold, almost unbreakable.
I was metallic and sharp,
towering over your waters.
I remember taking your hand in mine,
conch and coral shells scrubbing
my skyscraper wrists, and laughing
about how one day you would
submerge every last bit of me.
Your lips, riddled with argonauts,
found my cheek and I cringed
at the coarseness.
You asked if they bothered me
and I finally told you "I
think I love you."
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