For Sale- Chapter 11For Sale Ch. 11For Sale- Chapter 11 by NicoRide
My eyes widened as I felt my Finlands lips against mine and I pulled back from the kiss just as quickly as it happened.
"F- Finland...." I gasped as I stared at the blonde finnish man in shock.
"Yes, ______?" he asked, looking at me eagerly.
"I- I'm sorry.... I don't like you that way.... W- We can still be friends, ok?" I said, looking at my friend, hoping he would understand and respect my choice.
Afterall, Finland is the nicest country that I know, other than Sweden.....
Oh god, what would Sweden think about this...?!
"Finland.... ______....." Sweden's voice came from behind me, causing my face to turn red, for some odd reason.
"B- Berwald..." I turned around to look at him, which I should of never done. The hurt look in his face made my heart throb in my chest.
"I'm going to make dinner..." Berwald said, already leaving the room.
I looked over at Finland, and he looked away. "I'm so sorry, _____.... I- I don't know what came over
RQ/Songfic-CanadaxReader: Bronte"Daddy! Daddy! Look at that girl/boy out there!" a young boy cried. You turned your head to see where the commotion was coming from. You were sitting outside of the public library, with a book and a donut you'd bought. Arthur looked down at his 8-year-old son. "Ah...she's homeless, Matthew..."RQ/Songfic-CanadaxReader: Bronte by ExSakura-Lit
"You mean she doesn't got a home? Dat's so sad...can we help her?" You kept staring at this man and his son, who were standing by the door to go inside. You opened your mouth to say something, and then closed it again. You'd never seen anyone talk about you in front of you like this. The boy's father looked at his son's puppy-dog eyes, then back at you.
"U-uh, miss/sir, w-would you like a place to say?" Arthur honestly didn't know why he was saying this. You looked about the same age as Matthew; what was he doing taking in another child that
Ludwig/Germany X Reader shopping for wurstReader X LudwigLudwig/Germany X Reader shopping for wurst by CloudStories
Shopping for Wurst
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Edit! This is now a serie! so this is PART 1! Yay!
----- Your P. O. V -----
It was a rainy day and you were quite bored. You lived alone in a flat you bought quite recently, and was starting to get your life on track. With all your belongings in place, you were quite tired and not to mention hungry. 'I'm so hungry, but I don't think I have anything to eat' you thought. Walking slowly into the kitchen, opening your fridge to meet a horrible sight. It was EMPTY! There was nothing worse then an empty fridge. "Awwwweh!" you said out loud. "Well... I guess I just have to go shopping then!" and so you wrote a list of different things you wanted. You decided to buy a lot of (F/F) and (F/D) and for some strange reason you just really wanted some good, big sausages. With that you headed for the front door, took your coat and umbrella, and went off to th
SwedenxReader"EVERYBODY SHUT UP!"SwedenxReader by chibi-kii
You rubbed your temples before slowly letting your head fall to the table. This was your first world meeting, and as usual, it was a disaster. England, France, and America were fighting, Germany was trying to stop the chaos, Russia was scaring his "underlings", and the other countries weren't helping much either. Finland, your beloved elder brother sitting next to you, had warned you it might be like this, but you hadn't believed him. Now you did.
"Ah! _____, are you alright?" said brother asked, placing a hand on your shoulder. Sitting up, you glanced at him with your (e/c) eyes. "Yeah, Tino, I'm fine. I didn't expect the meeting to be so loud I just want to go home, that's all " Mumbling the last part, you let your (h/c) head sink back down, pouting a tiny bit. Finland laughed slightly. "The meeting's almost over, _____. We can leave soon, I promise."
Ten minutes later, you were standing near the door, awkwardly fiddling with the hem of your uniform. F
Request - Prussia x Reader : Story TellerRequest - Prussia x Reader : Story Teller by SwiftNinja91
It was a boring, uneventful afternoon. The day seemed to drag on forever as there was a power cut and the only books that were in the house were in Ludwig's study, and you weren't allowed in there. You were sitting on the sofa with Gilbert, who was just as bored as you were
"What should we do, Gilbert?" You asked
"I know! We should tell stories!" He replied, sitting up
"Stories? ... Ok, sure!" You said
You hoped it was one about when he was younger, as you didn't know much about him. All you knew was that he was kind of arrogant, obnoxious and loud, but deep down he was really a really caring and wonderful person
"How about a story from your past?" You asked
"Nah, I have a better one! One I just made up!" He said
You decided to humour him, after all, he was your best friend
"Once!" He said dramatically, making you jump
You laughed a little
"Gilbert don't do that!" You said, laughing
"Sorry, [Name]. But this is how I tell my stories, and I'm not changing it" He said, folding his arms