2P!EnglandXFem!Reader- 7 Minutes in Heaven or Hell
"And so, _____-chan will go in the closet with…"
He took the little ticket to the closet from my hands.
A man stood up walking towards Gilbert and smacked him behind the shoulders.
“Did you forget about me again? “
This man had wild pink hair and light blue eyes. Maybe you can say it was cute. But well... there was something more than cuteness. It was the first time you actually saw him, but you already loved the way he moved, the way his scent caught your nose and the way his blue eyes scanned everything… is it called… love at first sight…?
Your thoughts flew away when a hand patted your head.
“Hey dear, do you want to go in there or we’ll have to wait for you all day?”
As he gave you his first good impression, you gave him your first bad impression…
You stood up and RAN in the closet. Oliver stood a few seconds there, but then he moved and closed the d
Flirting Master: BTT x fem!ReaderFlirting Master: BTT x Reader
Starring Feliciano, Romano, Roderich, and Matthew!
Warning: I think there's only one curse word in here, but not any more than two.
“Mon cher, what do you even know about romance?” Francis asked.
You snorted and waved him off. “Pffst! More than you.”
“Really? More than me? The country of love and romance?” Francis raised his eyebrow.
“Okay, okay. Maybe I don’t know more than you, but I know enough for my date tonight.” You said.
“Date?” Gilbert and Antonio said in unison as they ran into the living room.
“Who the hell would date you?” Gilbert said and laughed loudly in his obnoxious, but cute ‘kesesesese.’
“Rude!” You snapped.
You threw a pillow at him, but Gilbert dodged.
“Chica, you have a date? With who?” Antonio asked as he sat down beside you on your bed. He hide his jealousy well behind his warm, friendly smile.
Germany X Reader ~Adoption: Chapter 14~Your wishes weren’t met as you awoke to find yourself laying in Ludwigs bed. It would have been easy to think you were still in that dream, but the lights and the modern adaptations gave away that you’d come back to reality.
A sigh left your lips before slowly sitting up, your lower half tingling as though you had intercourse in real life instead of that dream. Looking around the room and seeing that the door was closed, you could tell you were the only one in there. It felt rather cold... Especially when you looked to the other side of the bed and saw that the blankets were wrinkled. Setting a hand up the sheets, you bit the inside of your cheek a little at feeling a soft hum of warmth there.
This is where Ludwig was probably laying. You thought to yourself, but instantly felt your face flare with a blush.
You had sex. It may have been a dream that was shared, or even a dream in a memory, but you had sex.
Germany X Reader ~Adoption: chapter 11~~Luds P.O.V~
Getting hit with a large beam of magical light hurt the man, and he didn’t know why. He was used to your magical outbursts from long ago... As soon as the light died down and he could see properly, Ludwig gasped seeing you had passed out. Your body limp on the floor.
Scooping you up into his large arms, he held you protectively against his chest as he walked to his father. “Vas is going on??” He said frantically.
The elder man just looked over your small form in Ludwigs arms and sighed softly before setting a large hand upon your cold forehead. Ludwig looked at the man confused and worried, but sighed in relief when he spoke.
“She’s fine.” He said bluntly before turning and shutting the door that had been opened. “Take her to your room, i’ll explain on the way.”
The two German men started walking up the steps then. “(Name) has finally started letting her
AmericaxReaderxRussia - Bloody Love - Ch. 18
- Here you have the result - the doctor handed you an envelope and smiled.
You were at the hospital, after making the pregnancy test. You didn't want to buy one at the drugstore, and, even if you had bought it, if you really were pregnant, you would have to go to the hospital anyway. You sat down on one of the waiting room's chair and opened the envelope.
The result was exactly what you expected; you really were pregnant.
"I'm going to have a baby" - you thought, your heart pounding.
You sighed. It was time to call Ivan.
You called Ivan when you arrived home. When he called two weeks before, he gave you a number, but you didn't call him. You didn't want to bother him. You waited for a long time before he answered the phone. Finally, when you were ready to hang up the phone, he answered.
- (NAME)? - he asked.
- Yes, it's me. - you said. - I need to tell you something.
- Well, tell me.
- Now, listen. It's serious. This is going to change our lives, okay?
- Is it so serious? Really?
Teacher!America x Student!Reader - Dresscode (ch2)You'd been distracted all day from first period on. Mr. Braginski had almost written you up for being so spacey.
And now it was lunch and your heart was hammering and you could hear it in your ears and your stomach fluttered, the sensation almost overwhelming enough to trip you on your way to Mr. Jones's room. You clutched a hand to your stomach upon entering the hallway, hesitating at the closet door. When he'd said to meet him "here" did he mean the closet or the classroom?
You got your answer when Mr. Jones stepped out to close the classroom door. He saw you and smiled, nodding his head toward the room in invitation. You smiled back shyly, entering with a shaky breath. "H-hi."
"You're late," he teased, walking over to his desk and writing something in Sharpie on a piece of binder paper. "This is becoming habit. Do you like keeping me waiting?"
Heart, shut up, you can't hear the teacher. "I'm sorry I was finishing a chem test in Braginski's class."
"Ooh. Gotcha." He winked up at
Teacher!America x Student!Reader - HeroFebruary 14th brought as much pink-and-red heart balloons and hallway make-outs as you had expected, and first period hadn’t even started yet. The hallways were decorated for the Valentine’s Day dance, and you just stood outside Mr. Jones’s door, books clutched to your chest, blushing at the thought of who your Valentine was this year.
The two of you had had a cute, secretive relationship for a few weeks now, and gone on very discreet dates. You wondered if he had anything planned for today, but considering it was a school night, that was probably a no. Just in case, however, something happened during school, you had dressed nice; and by nice, I mean a nice, red, half-to-the-knees skirt and white half-calf boots. A white, fluffy long-sleeved sweater with a scooping neckline showed off only the straps of your red tank top.
You were still very anxious to see him, and waited impatiently outside of your US History class with your fellow classmates.