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Ireland x Reader [The way i am...]

I can describe myself, simply with  four words: Moody, Lack of self confidence, self destructive and drunk. I can describe myself with four words, but no matter how hard I try, four words will never be enough to describe you. I have tried enough times, none of my attempts Whenever I'm with you, I feel that everything stops, I don't feel flawed but you become worse than my alcoholic beverages, giving me awful headaches; my moods somehow are more instable ever... and I'm scared to mess this up. "What are you?" I wonder, you made me feel like a total different man, not precisely a better one, yet I still feel different. You are human as myse

Ireland X Reader

26 deviations
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N. Italy x Reader - the sun rising clear

After years of going to this summer camp, you'd think that you'd know to keep an umbrella on you. That is not the case. You just got released from class for rec hour, and the sky decided now was a perfect time to start crying all over. While other students take out the umbrellas and ponchos waiting in their bags, you’re braving the rain with nothing but your camp uniform. And your cabin is on the other side of the campus. You sigh and begin what’s going to feel like a long, long trek. The paved walkway that sprawls through the forest and connects central camp to all of the living arrangements is slick with rain, and you're relieved to see none of the adults with bike privileges are trying to exercise them.  You're cold. The wind is battering at your face and sharpening the chill of the water. You can hear the thumps of raindrops against your skull, and your hair feels wet like you just stepped out of the shower or took a dip in the nearby lake. Not even taking a detour and walking

Italy X Reader

1372 deviations

Japan X Reader

1259 deviations
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Mother/Father!Reader X Child!Kulgelmulgel

The sound of paper against pen was the usual for you as you write and draw on your own paper. Inspiration hadn’t hit you yet and you struggled to think up a design for your clients’ requests. Next to you, your child was scribing furiously on his own paper, seeming to have found the right “artistic feel” for his picture, as he had shouted out a moment ago. You smiled at the sight but then sighed when you wished you could have found that artistic feel like him. Work was getting harder for you each day, and you certainly don’t want to feel the wrath of your customers and your boss. A tug on your pants stopped you in

Kugelmugel X Reader

5 deviations
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I Write Crack Not Amazing Stories With Plots

    A/N: Wow, this should be easy. I'll write a request from the first person who gets that song reference from the title. I will explain the rules for this to the winner.    This is told from Ladonia's POV, by the way. ***     I was standing in my best suit and tie. I managed to calm my hair down for the day, and I washed off the paint that was normally on my face.     Why was I here again? I don't remember.     I fixed my red tie while looking at myself in the mirror. The door behind me opened to reveal Sealand.     "Are you ready?" I automatically nodded. I still didn't know what was going on.     Sealand and I walked to the do

Ladonia X Reader

8 deviations

Latvia X Reader

129 deviations

Liechtenstein X Reader

39 deviations

Lithuania X Reader

222 deviations
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Hetalia 7 Minutes in Heaven - Luxembourg

....Luxembourg. (Y/n) smiles softly at the name on the card, her cheeks heating up at the thought of spending seven minutes in the closet with her crush. She looks up to check where he is and finds him where she had seen him last - spending time with his brother and sister. (Y/n) heads over and sets the card on the book he’s reading, causing him to look up and smile when he sees who interrupted him. “Salut, (Y/n).” “Hiya, Luca! I chose you!” (Y/n) says with a grin and he chuckles softly, using the card as a bookmark and rising from his seat. “I can see that. Well, shall we?” Luxembourg tilts his he

Luxembourg x Reader

3 deviations
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~Good Morning~ Macau x Reader

Goose darnit, you people requesting characters I don't even know. :P Wish me luck, never did Macau~ Macau - Cheng     For some strange reason, ___ had woken up to wearing glasses. They definitely weren't hers, she would have remembered wearing glasses to the party. Yawning loudly, she removed the glasses from her face, folded them neatly, and placed them beside her. Once the glasses were removed, she was able to see clearly, (e/c) eyes following around the room to figure out where she managed to fall asleep this time.     "You're looking a little ill, how are you feeling?"     It would be a lie if she had said she hadn't jumped. Her ac

Macau X Reader

13 deviations
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To protect you {Homeless!Moldova x Reader}

To protect you {Homeless!Moldova x Reader} Moldova-Artiom Rusu (F/N) (L/N)-First name, last name Friday, 20:07 You Swirls of rain droplets showered down from the heavens as pedestrians hurried along the soaked sidewalks of the city, blackened clouds pasting the sky a dark ink color. Water sloshed inside your shoes with each step you took, rubbing your feet raw and sending cold shivers through your body. The occasional passing cars gave bright light to the bleak cityscape. The dim yellow light radiating from small shops and street lamps gradually dimmed, leading into a crummier part of the area and shading the dark happenings within alleyw

Moldova x Reader

3 deviations
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Molossia x Reader A tour

(I don't know the real name of Molossia, I had to search it up, and that's what the fandom said his name is.) "Do you want some lunch after we're done farming?" I asked my pet dog as he gave his cute little 'yelps' to me. "Okay little guy, after the last of the weed has been pulled out then we can have a sandwich." Then observing the outside area known as America I enjoyed the desert land, well, until something moved closer to me. At first, it must have been a heat wave, but that is until it started forming closer and better. A car came to a halt as the dust suddenly got into my lungs and made me cough them out. From the view, a young lady e

Molossia x Reader

2 deviations

Netherlands X Reader

208 deviations

New Zealand X Reader

10 deviations

Niko Niko Republic x Reader

1 deviation

Nordics x Reader

437 deviations
The Prefect - Chapter 2

Norway X Reader

1010 deviations

Philippines X Reader

18 deviations

Poland X Reader

144 deviations
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prussia x reader: zartlich

* The steady glow of the kitchen light guided you through the silent house, revealing the object of your affections sitting on the floor, his back resting against the oven. You felt your lips twitch in bemusement; his eyes were narrowed in concentration, thumbs moving over his phone screen rapidly, muffled piano riffs carrying across the small room. It wasn’t so much his gaming that amused you, nor was it the caption on his horrendous orange t-shirt. It was his stringent attention, the neon from his screen reflecting off his glasses, how his entire torso was tense as he continued progressing through the current level. His lips were p

Prussia X Reader

2852 deviations
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Portugal x Reader: Querencia

Late. I'm late. I won't make it in time. Fingers tapped impatiently against the leather bound steering wheel, repressed curses slipping out through wispy breaths as traffic seemed to grow only more congested, car horns and air brakes and irate shouting playing out a cacophonous symphony beneath apricot skies. Beads of sweat clung to the skin beneath his collar, loosened tie and discarded jacket doing nothing to alleviate the discomforting heat against his neck. The air-conditioning had given up weeks ago, but between the recent summits and conventions he had attended, he had yet to have time to take the old girl to the shop. Leon had in

Portugal X Reader

5 deviations
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Libido 9 (Dark! Romania x Reader)

Libido 9 (Dark! Romania x Reader) Here's a link to the previous chapters cause let's face it, it's been 2 years mamas, no one remembers this story lol: https://miabia100.deviantart.com/gallery/54046019/Libido . . . Demon    "I'll be completely honest." I stared in unadulterated awe as a slight ting in my heart enveloped my being, my mind unable to filter out my gaze. "I don't get what she sees in you." Gilbert, who at this point I'd assumed had left the abundantly crowded dance floor, was now standing parallel to our table, stalking his way towards us. Feliciano who was on his fourth shot of tequila watched with clouded golden iris'. I

Romania X Reader

387 deviations
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Zombies | Romano x Reader [Chapter 3]

"February 14th, 2027. San Valentino: They gave me handmade chocolate this year too. Così buono! I'm so happy. I wish everything would go back to normal too." Lovino plopped another truffle in his mouth after finishing the recorded log. The curl atop his head formed into a heart as he savored the flavor. The bitterness of the dark chocolate created a wonderful harmony with the sweetness of the strawberry creme. It was a delicious heaven for the Italian's taste buds. Before he got another truffle he thought of Y/N, already missing their presence. The both of them stayed together for several hours, but it felt less than that. After all, they exchanged chocolates, napped together, and ate dinner. ~Earlier this afternoon~ DING DONG A loud groan came out of the lazy Italian's mouth. He was just having a nice nap on the couch. Only to suddenly be ruined by a doorbell. DING DONG "Figlio di puttana..." He grabbed the couch cushion next to his feet and slammed it over his left

Romano X Reader

2331 deviations

Rome X Reader

70 deviations
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Cruelty of Sin (Mafia!RussiaxReader) ch. 3

“Ms. (L/n)?” an oh-too-familiar-voice said from the other side of your door, right before knocking. You looked up from your book temporarily before turning the page and going back to the story. You heard Toris sigh before he opened the door. “Ms. (L/n)? Mr. Braginski wants to see you.” Again? Already? You glanced at him, debating with yourself. The stubborn girl in you insisted you stay rooted in your room. That stubborn girl argued with the little girl inside you. The scared little girl, the one who didn’t know nor wanted to know what was going on. She wanted to obey, just like she always has. Obey, please, keep

Russia X Reader

1947 deviations