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"Come on _________, just this one party," your friend Eliza begged. For weeks she had been trying to get you out of your basement and to one of the many parties that were being thrown for the last few months of the school year.
You looked up from your math homework, "For the last time no. However, if you want to go and get wasted be my guest."
"But ____________~ anybody who's anybody is going to be there!" she whined. "Please, please, please, please, plllllllllllllleeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaase!"
"Eliza, no!"
"But Roderich is going to be there!" she whined. Her elaborate plan was to confess to him and if he didn't accept she could say she was drunk

BTTxReader- Nap Time"Come on! Get up, you lazy asses!"

"Nnnnnng…."

"Uuuuuuhhh…."

"Errrrg…"

You sighed, pulling the covers off of your three roommates, "It's two o'clock. Way past time to wake up."

"Nein, _____. It's much too early." Gilbert muttered, snuggling up to Antonio, who lay beside him, for warmth.

"Oui. You could get in the bed with us, Cherie. It would be nice. We could have sex and zhen sleep until midnight like always." Francis chuckled perversely.

"Always? What universe are you living in, Francis…?"

"A better one than yours, apparently."

"Si, chica." Antonio put in, trying to shove Gil away, "Siesta time is muy importante."

"Come on, _____

O Christmas Tree- BTTxReader"Mein Gott…"

"Ay Dios mio…."

"Mon Dieu…"

"I know, right?"

You and your three friends stared up at your ten foot tall Christmas tree in wonder.

"And you want us to decorate this…?" asked Gilbert, turning his red eyes on you.

"I'll help of course."

"_____.... This is going to take forever." Francis pointed out.

"Do you have a ladder?" Antonio asked, the gears turning in his head.

"Yes, yes I do, Antonio. Thank you for trying to help!" you stuck your tongue out at the other two and went to go grab the ladder from your garage.

"Well, gentlemen." Gil announced as soon as you had gone, "I see we have a mission."

"Yes, we do." Francis nod

RomanoxReaderxItaly: Just Hair

You moaned as the sound of your cell phone went off. Grumbling about how stupid people can be and how impolite it was to call at 3 o'clock in the morning you stumbling around your room trying to find your phone.
"Who is it?" you asked completely out of it.
"_-_________!"
For a moment you didn't recognize the voice, but that accent you could defiantly place, "Italy? What on earth are you doing calling at three?"
"R-Romano and I need your hel-ahhhhhh!"
You heard a voice in the background, "Hang up the damn phone idiota!"
"B-but fratello, _________ can help us ah ah ah ah ah!!"
"Italy, are you alright?" you asked into the phone, "Italy? I

Good Morning - BTT x ReaderBad Touch Trio x Reader
Good Morning
♥

"Ah…!" You cursed and sat up in bed, holding your hands to your face. Red stuff dripped down your face and your fingers, and you tried not to get any on the sheets, although the pillow was already stained.

"Great. This is really just great," you mumbled to yourself, holding your nose with one hand. One of the few days you get to sleep in, and you were woken up early by a nosebleed.

Was there a better way to start off the day?

"Ah, buenos días, _______!"

"Kesesesese! Nice, _______!"

"Ohonhonhon, what happened this time?"

Oh, look, there it was.

You were sorry you asked.

The man with

Sweet Revenge BTTxReader

Sweet Revenge
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"FRANSIS BONNEFOY!!! YOU GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!!!!" You screamed running after the laughing frenchman.

Sliding around a corner, you jumped down the stairs of the small house you shared with the three members of BTT.

Francis had gone to far.

He could slap your ass, he could steal kisses, but he could NOT take your last bar of chocolate.

To others this would seem silly. Its just chocolate right?

Wrong!

You were a chocoholic and proud of it! And you deserved that chocolate damn it! You had a shitty day at work and you were lo

BTTxReader: My Dearest Friends "Saying 'he was a racist' isn't an opening argument eyebrows!" Francis snapped beside you, standing up slightly in his seat. "I'm not satisfied and my partner is not either!"

He looked towards you expectantly but you simply froze for a second. Luckily at that point, Arthur, who was sitting across from you, stood up and shot a glare. "Well if you'd let me finish, I can actually support my argument you frog!"

Sighing, you looked at Elizabeta, sitting across from you with a similar expression. "I'm not even going to try and get a word in edgewise. I highly doubt that either of us will get heard."

Nodding, you tuned out for a few secon

BTTxReader Part 2BTTxReader
Bad Idea Part 2
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It had to be the hottest day of summer. You were sprawled on your bedroom floor in a yellow tank top and black shorts. The radio crackled on. "And todays forcast. In the high 90's for most of the day, creeping into the 100's by this afternoon."

You groaned. That meant you were going to be stuck in the house all day. At least the A/C worked. Kinda. It had a bad habit of sputtering and giving out only to turn its self back on.

"Why are you on the floor chica?" Twisting your head you smiled up at Ant

Prussia x LongHair!Reader - Sick DayOriginal title is original. Not. Sorry Reader-tan, you need to have long hair for this one! Human names used. Gilbert might seem a little OOC, but I do believe he has a sweet side :) I didn't bother writing the accents, 'cause I suck at that. :P Enjoy!

You had no idea how you were such close friends with Gilbert Bielschmidt, easily the most popular, eligible bachelor at your large high school. Most of the time he would hang with a group of the guys from his (whatever sport you want) team, but sometimes he would go out of his way to sit with you and your friends. You had no idea why he did this, but you didn't mind so you just went with it.

RomanoxReaderxItaly: Sibling Rivalry

"Umm Feli?" you asked into the phone.
"No Feliciano isn't here," Lovino snarled, "who is this?"
You jumped, "Oh this is ____________."
"What do you want with my idiota fratello?"
Somehow Lovino always seemed to make you feel quite small, like a little rabbit. You didn't know why he seemed to pick on and call you names more. "Umm, well we have our cooking lesson today. I just wanted to know if he was on his way."
"What cooking lesson?" he shouted into the phone.
You let out a squeak, "H-He's been teaching me how to cook." Then the phone went dead, "L-Lovino? Are you there?" No answer. After that you put the phone back. "I guess Feli is o

Photo Booth [Hetalia: Bad Touch Trio x Reader]Being at an amusement park had its benefits, for sure.

"There's a photo booth over there, guys! Let's go take some photos!" Your voice was full of glee as you skipped toward the small photo booth, an eerie black curtain blocking the inside from the outside world of chaos. Ludwig sighed and turned away, muttering, "No thanks," as he and Feliciano went to get some cotton candy from a nearby vendor; however, Antonio, Francis and Gilbert did the opposite.

"Kesese—of course little [Name] wants to take pictures with the Awesome Me!" Gilbert declared triumphantly with excitement shining in his red eyes. He hooked his arm with yours around the elbo

Three Wishes BTTxReader one-shotThree Wishes

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You really hated the little town you lived in. It was a sleepy, half-dead kind of town. What your family and the other 78 residents thought was fun, you considered to be sleep inducing. You knew EVERYONE in the frickin' town. You wanted excitment, Fun something out of the norm for this place. Little did you know, a whirl wind of excitment was headed your way.

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"So. Hows school?" Your father asked you, like he did every morning.

"The same."

You

Lost children? BTTXREADERLOST Children?
BTTxReader (with Baby Germany, Little Canada and young Romano)
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GOD! You hated the mall.
Filled with loud fast talking assholes who slammed into their shoulders into yours, then glared at YOU like you were the rude one.

High-heels clicked, phones beeped and children wailed. Wait, what?

"Papa!!" You stopped were you were and frowned. "Papa!" A little voice sobbed.
There it was again. Spinning around you looked for the source of the voice. Across the corridor, standing between a potted plant and a stone pillar, where thr

BTTxReader - Wouldn't Be The Same

You hammer on the first bedroom door you come to. You thought you were used to living with the infamous trio by now, but sometimes they just took it a little too far.
The door gets pulled open and the Spaniard of the trio stands there, grinning, “Good morning, chica. What could your beautiful self possibly want so early?”
You cross your arms and glare at him, ignoring the fact his shirt was off and his grin was just too gorgeous.
“Toni, where are they?” you ask.
“…what?” He genuinely looks confused as to why you’re so angry, but you had learnt that he could put on a good act if he wanted, too.
“You

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BTTxReader: Three Lovers

by ~Banshee-Scream, Oct 30, 2012, 4:51:54 PM
Fan Art / Fan Fiction / Romance

Life in high school had only gotten more complicated since you found out that all three members of the Bad Touch Trio loved you. Each one had tried to get you to confess. In other words you had to choose which one of these sexy men you liked more.
Gilbert had taken you out drinking with a video camera. However he was thwarted by the fact that your IDs were found to be fakes.
Antonio had taken you out on a date. It was nice and you gave him a small kiss on the cheek afterwards, but it never went any further.
Then there was Francis who had gotten you in the closet and tried to…'kiss' you. Well the two of you were interrupted by Alfred who proceeded in playing the 'hero' and rescuing you from him.
Now you were here, hiding under the bleachers.
"____________!" shouted Toni.
"Come on chérie, please!"
"Please, ___________!"
You didn't move, only took a deep breath and tried to relax. If they only gave you room to breathe. How on earth could they expect you to pick between them. They were all hot, all nice (in their own way), all completely and utterly wonderful.
"___________!" someone shouted in your ear.
You let out a scream and turned around to find Eliza right there. "Eliza, what are you doing?"
"Oh _________, you're so lucky! You have three boys fighting over you," she blushed and shook her head, "I'm so jealous!"
"You still haven't ans-."
"So who are you going to choose?"
You were silent for a long time. "I-I don't know. I mean…all of them are so great. It just seems unfair to choose one." A tear leaked down your cheek, "And they aren't making it any better. They're always trying to find a way to make me love them and I-."
"You don't have to choose __________!" shouted Gilbert.
"Shut up you idiot!" Francis shouted clamping a hand over the loud Prussian's mouth.
You looked up to see Francis, Antonio, and Gilbert sitting in the bleachers above you. "What are you-."
In an instant all three of them slipped through the bleachers and down to where you sat. You got three kisses, one on both cheeks and one on the lips.
"We all love you __________," said Toni hugging you.
Another pair of arms went around your neck pulling your head to the Prussian's chest, "Ja, we could never make you pick."
"Ohonhon~ I do not mind sharing…"
You let out a screech of shock as you felt a hand on your rear. "Francis!!!"
"Ohon-ohonhon~."

BTTxReader: Three Loversby ~Banshee-Scream

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Hope you all like it. Now excuse me while I have my fangirl moment over here.

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~2pCanadaLover 4 hours ago New member Student Artist

Antonio is mine!!^^

~AnimeGothGirl1357 Apr 30, 2013 New member

Gilbert's mine😜

~RandomPerson1011 Apr 22, 2013

I call dibs on Toni!

~MarielXFrance Apr 1, 2013

~Ve nice story~
Me:I'll choose...
BTT:*silently stares at me*
Me:THE ONE I'LL PICK IS....
BTT:

Me:Tee-hee!!!! MY mon amour Francis!!!

Francis: : *blushes* Mon amour.....?

Gilbert: :

Antonio:

~CanadaFan08 Mar 30, 2013 Student Photographer

I would choose Toni only because Gilbert is to into himself with his self proclaimed "awesomeness" (like he has any) and Francis is...well Francis thats self explanitory. Toni is really sweet.