Reader-and-Country

“Raivis, there you are, da.” Latvia froze and immedeatly started to shake. “Umm, I-is there something that you n-need Mr. Ivan?” Latvia couldn’t help but stutter out. “Da. You are friends with [Name]?” Latvia nodded suddenly concerned about your safety. “Tell her to meet me at this location.” Russia gave him a piece of paper and a childish grin spread acorss his face. “Thank you Raivis.” Russia said while putting his hand on Latvia’s head and pressed down. “Y-your welcome Mr. I-ivan.” Russia stopped his “affectionate head-pat” and went off to

“Kesesesesese~ this is just awesome, West!” Germany looked up from the book he was reading and glared at Prussia. “Are you talking about yourself again?” Germany asked irratation clear in his voice. Prussia let out another cackle. “No Luddy. I’m talking about my wedding proposal to [Name]!” Germany’s eye twitched at the mention of his nickname, but grew insterested. Prussia wasn’t really commited to anything so this should be fun to watch. “And how are you going to propose to her?” A smirk slowly formed on Prussia’s face. - “Hey Gil! What brings you here?&rdqu

“Dude that’ll cause permanent brain-damage.” Came Denmark’s concerned remark. You didn’t listen; you continued to bang your head on a table. “You don’t understand Den-Den. I’m totally in love with Berwald but he’s so gay for Tino-chan.” You whined. Denmark sighed. Sweden should have known better. Calling Finland his wife right in front of you wasn’t the best idea. “Well I’m sure he didn’t-.” “Mean it?!?! That’s bull Den-Den and you know it.” Denmark winced at your snappy tone. Denmark had to get to the bottom of this, before you do

Hahaha Arthur, Dude calm down you’ll think of something!” America yelled at the other blonde across the room, but England couldn’t stop blabbering about how he couldn’t think of a unique way of proposing to you. “You don’t get it Alfred, [Name] is a special lady! She needs to be proposed to in style!” America sweat dropped. After a few minutes, England finally plopped down in his desk chair and began to slam his head down on the table rapidly. America franticly ran across the room and stopped England. “Are you crazy!” A smile slowly formed on England’s face. “Nope, I’m

So... I promised this WEEKS ago! I'm sorry >.< This is a Hetalia and Elder Scrolls Skyrim crossover. I'm having trouble with the pairing decision. Should it be Germany x Reader x America or Germany x Reader x Hungary?? You vote! Requests are also open! ________________________________________________________________________        (Name) was a confused Nord in Skyrim. So much has happened in the last month or so that confused her so much. For one, she was supposed to get beheaded until a random dragon (who she now knows him as Alduin) just swooped in and destroyed Helgen as well as killing a ton of people there. Second, while she managed t

FrancexReaderxSpain Requested by: theawesomeone888 As you adjusted your mask, you walked up the grassy hillside to the mansion when the ball was to be had. With you skirts in your hand, you looked back down to where three handsome men were escorting three equally beautiful women. Sighing, you adjusted you heavy, (f/c) ball gown which looked drab compared to the other three that were approaching you, with women who were careful to keep their dresses dry wearing them. Just for laughs, your European History teacher decided it was a good idea to hold a masked ball at the end of the school year because you were finishing high school that year.

It was around one o'clock and you were in your good friend Arthur Kirkland’s attic. You had been up there since about seven that morning, helping him go through some old things. After being up there for five hours, you two were only about a quarter of the way done. Arthur had decided it was time for a much needed tea break.  Leaving you alone in the attic, he went to make some tea. He asked you to finish sorting through the box you had already begun working on and meet him downstairs. You were half way through the box when you saw a spider that was a little smaller than a penny. Seeing this caused you to squeal and jump back because yo

Hearing the a thud, Alfred turned and saw (y/n) on the floor. "Sorry dude," Alfred said before helping (y/n) up. (y/n) looked at him with piercing (e/c) eyes. Shuddering a little at his intense gaze Alfred looked at anything but (y/n). "Alfred you idiot!" Francis exclaimed when he realized who Alfred bumped into was. Alfred stuck his tongue out at Francis childishly. (y/n) giggled at his immaturity. Before Alfred could question him, a dark shadow was cast over them and Alfred was picked up by the collar of his shirt. "Put him down Berwald," (y/n) said still giggling. "He didn't mean any harm." Grunting in response, Berwald set Alfred on h