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Hetalia 7 Minutes in Heaven - Belarus

...Belarus. (Y/n)’s eyes light up brightly even as the rest of the countries give her sympathetic looks, feeling sorry for her. (Y/n) shrugs off the looks as she knows exactly how her crush is perceived by the rest of the countries, but Belarus has never been mean to her in any capacity, so she just doesn’t get how the others can think the nation is scary. (Y/n) heads over to where she had seen Belarus sitting earlier and stops directly in front of her, grinning brightly at the nation in front of her. “‘Talya, I chose you!” (Y/n) says in a sing-song voice and Belarus scoffs, rolling her eyes but there are the hi

Belarus X Reader

335 deviations

BTT X Reader

291 deviations
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Just Another Romeo and Juliet Story (Request)

BulgariaxMale!Reader ***    "'Tis but thy name that is my enemy.    Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.    What’s Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot,    Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part    Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!    What’s in a name? That which we call a rose    By any other word would smell as sweet.    So Romeo would, were he not Romeo called,    Retain that dear perfection which he owes    Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,    And for that name, which is no part of thee    Take all myself."    "I take thee at thy word.    Call me but love, and I’ll be new baptized.    H

Bulgaria X Reader

15 deviations

Cameroon x Reader

1 deviation

Canada X Reader

1594 deviations
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HetaliaxReader- Seven Minutes in Heaven (China!)

Let's just get right into the story, shall we? If you haven't read the Prologue yet, go and read that first! Okay! This first character (You already know who it is from the title!) was the first person the randomizer gave me. I've never written for him before but I'm willing to give him a go! STRONG LANGUAGE IS USED! (Y/N)- Your Name Seven Minutes in Heaven- China!    ...China.    You got China.    His Chinese name, written neatly on the paper, smiled up at you, and although you couldn't read it you knew it was his by heart.    A relieved breath left your lips and you found yourself smiling, your eyes flickering to meet his hesitant

China X Reader

544 deviations
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Baby!Cuba X Reader

The sun shined brightly today, clearing the blue sky and perfect for a tea drinking session. With the beautiful garden you grew in the back of your house, it would be just right for a view while taking in the taste of the tea. This is currently what you were doing, of course, while hanging out with your neighbors. The session did not last that long, however, as there were children all over the place, who also used the garden for their little playground. Screams and shout echoed through the place as the mothers sighed again for the upteen time when a head of blond peeked through the bushes and ran to his mother. Soon enough, your boy followed,

Cuba X Reader

16 deviations
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Czechia x Reader (Part 7)

The elevator was somewhat stuffy and freezing at the same time. You and Czechia shivered intensely as you desperatley waited to show up on your designated floor. 'This hotel is so fancy and expensive, and yet their elevator's atmosphere is so horrible.' you thought. "A lot of people were in before! How does it feel weirdly humid?" She sniffled and looked like she was about to sneeze. "You okay?" you questioned her, shifting your eyes to her worn out face. "I'll be fine...Maybe." The elevator signaled its arrival at your floor. You sighed in relief and started to walk out the elevator, however, Czechia didn't follow you. "You coming?" "Y-yes, just a second." She took a big sniffle and walked shakily towards you. "Seriously, you sick or anything?" "No! Trust me, I'm fine. I'll be better after I step inside a warm place." "Uhm...You sure? You've been really tired ever since the weather turned to shit." "I'm a country. I don't get sick unless something bad is happening. I-I'm just

Czech Republic x Reader

6 deviations

Denmark X Reader

862 deviations

Egypt X Reader

46 deviations
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EnglandxReader: The Lion and The Fox CH11

You woke up wrapped in warm blankets and furs. Rain once again poured down, hitting your windows. At some point last night you fell asleep while watching Arthur prepare for his trip. You had watched the blonde move back and forward around the large chamber, planning outfits for whatever business he had to attend to. Sitting up you looked at the empty spot on your husband's side of the bed. To your own surprise it felt weird having the bed to yourself. 'Too much room.' you thought to yourself. Your hand gently pressed Arthur’s pillow. You wondered when did you become accustomed to having him sleep beside you. At that moment a knock at the chamber door pulled you from your thoughts. Climbing out of bed you quickly put on your plum silk robe before slightly opening the door. Standing before you was Kalen, she was dressed in her green servant uniform and ready to start the day. "My lady, the King wishes to speak with you." the young lady said. A nervous feeling took hold of

England x Reader 2.

1858 deviations

England X Reader

3725 deviations

Estonia X Reader

124 deviations
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Fireworks | Teen!America and Child!Canada

Teen!America x Mother!Reader x Year-younger-Child!Canada (ft a few others...too many to list) "(Y/N)-," started the man, his English accent thick with his annoyance, and you rolled your eyes as you turned, for the fifth time that day, to face him. Placing your hands on your hips, you leveled him with a fierce enough glare to scare Lovino off, and snapped out, "No, Arthur. For the fifth time today, I will not let you light the fireworks!" The Englishman paused, huffing like some ungrateful child, and crossed his arms, leveling you with a glare of his own. You ignored it. You knew Arthur just wanted to help, this was his son's (well, only chi

F.A.C.E. X Reader

154 deviations

Finland X Reader

281 deviations
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Fleur de lis - France

As your hand skimmed across many objects, your fingers immediately grasped onto a silky feeling of a thin layered piece, before tugging the unknown item out of the black bag. A piece of ripped cloth remain in your clasped hand, then gently unclasped it to see a navy blue texture, and with three weird -looking material on it, like two curls on each side while in the middle a pointy triangle which are all wrapped in a band. 'Weird' You thought to yourself. "Oh no, not him." The British guy mumbled out to himself. "What? Not who? Is that person mean?" You started to shake. "What? No, no, they are not mean, exactly, you've got an idiot frog." He

France X Reader

1234 deviations
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Werewolf!GermaniaXForestRanger!Reader Chapter 5

Werewolf!GermaniaXForestRanger!Reader Chapter 5 Previously~ Once again we were staring at eachother, but this time it didn’t last as long as the werewolf turned away from me, heading to the fire where the pot of stew still sat cooking when he said, “Come, you must be hungry.” Present~ Heh, heh, heh, say what now?  Honestly, that was the only thing I could think of right now.  I just had a stare down with the werewolf that was pretty much the bane of my sanity and it just walked away, telling me that I must be hungry.  Ok, so there were three things going through my mind.  One was Is this werewolf seriously able to talk,

Germania x Reader

46 deviations
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Selenophile [Werewolf! Germany x reader]

Anybody would have loved the sound of living in the fine European countryside. You certainly did, having dreamed of owning a cozy cottage surrounded by nothing but miles of lavish, green valleys, or forests astir with wildlife. And in a way, your wish was granted. But like every other story, there was a sick twist to the wishing part. Moving out of the city and into the isolated parts of the country was never your decision. It was more of a decision made by money, or lack of it, anyway. Ever since your dad got into that accident, you had been taking as much as you could out of your savings to help support the family. Luckily, your mother had a thing for hand-made jewelry. Making necklaces and earrings for a living in a picturesque home? That must have been a dream come true. Unfortunately, reality had a thing for ruining just about everything. For starters, it wasn't the most convenient place to settle down in. There were only three buses a day to the nearest town, which also

Germany X Reader

2702 deviations

Greece X Reader

262 deviations
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The past Stays in the Past // HRE x Reader

Not many of these babies, now is there- I have a small headcanon that there are some countries that formed into a modern day country remember their past and some don't. The lucky ones remember but it also brings pain. Also found Holy Roman Empire's (possible) fan name on this website; HetaliaNames - You were in the same satiation as Hungary and Italy. Stuck under someone control and having to act as if a maid for them; cleaning after them, making sure there is no dust in visible places, and checking to see if they're well. Normally you were hanging out with Hungary and dressing up Italy in dresses you and Hungary wore once when you were

Holy Roman Empire x Reader

11 deviations

Hong Kong X Reader

135 deviations

Hutt River x Reader

3 deviations
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Bubble Gum // Hungary x Reader

BUBBLE GUM - CLAIRO MEANING - Here you sat holding your knees close to your chest glancing over at the photos you've collected with your now ex lover. Seven years of 'love' you tried to remind yourself, then it crept into your mind that it was all stupid and worthless. You dropped everything for her and in an instant she just ended it, as if the relationship never meant anything to her. Sorry I didn't kiss you it was obvious I wanted to. You and Elizabeta sat together, your legs dangling from the bridge. Elizabeta looked off at the ocean water as people passed by behind you two, the (HairColor) haired girl glanced over at Hungarian girl'

Hungary X Reader

71 deviations
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A New Home

A New Home, a New Life, and another Big Brother (Request) IcelandxReader ~Your POV~ I was wondering around the streets as I was trying to find some help in some way as I had no idea of where I was at and I have been wondering around for who knows of how long. The clothes I was wearing was all torn and everything as I had nothing to eat or drink for a while as I continue to walk to find help. I continue to walk as I made my way to a bridge as I had no idea of where I was, but then my legs give way as I start to fall, and then I left I landed in someone’s arms as I heard and unfamiliar voice said in a Turkish accent, “Hey are you o

Iceland X Reader

474 deviations