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"Artie, get the popcorn!" you shouted. "The movie's starting!"
"Don't call me that!"
Alfred pulled you onto his lap. "Come on babe; move over so Artie can sit down."
Francis gave a pervyish laugh as your face turned red.
"A-Al!"
"Ohonhon, you don't want to sit on Alfred's lap, who don't you sit on mine?"
"Shut up you perverted frog!"
"Guys the movie's starting," Matthew whispered.
A small voice from Matthew's bear asked, "Who are you."
Matt sighed, "I'm Matthew…"
"Dude, Matt, I didn't see you there!"
"Be quiet Alfie," you said using the nickname you knew he hated. His face turned red and he shut up.

AVENGERS

After the movie was o

IcelandxReader: That Thin Line

That strange feeling you got whenever his was around. The urge to stand near him and run away at the same time. All this time you had assumed it loathing. The way two of you could fight about nothing for hours. All this time you thought you hated him. At times the two of you would just plain glare at each other, all this time meant nothing.
"I think I want to die," you moaned into the pillow as your sister Lili tried to console you.
"__________, I'm sure Emil is sorry for picking that fight, can't you just get along."
"I won't go back to school Lili, he's there."
Lili sighed, "The two of you have always hated each other, I don't see why n

GermanyxReader: Confess

Ludwig took a deep breath. Now was his chance. He double checked his poem for mistakes and walked across the school yard to where she stood. Talking to someone.
Her back was turned, but she was speaking to someone
"I'm sorry Arthur, I just don't feel the same way," you said.
"Oh, ok," Arthur tried to smile. "I understand…I hope I didn't ruin anything…that we can still be friends."
Ludwig's heart started to ache.
You smiled, "I hope so too. Well…I'll see you around."
With that Arthur walked off, leaving _________ alone.
"_-__________," Ludwig said quietly.
__________ turned around giving a shaky smile she said, "H-hi Ludwig, I didn't s

SpainxReader: Just Childhood Friends

~Age 5~

"__________, this is Toni," your mother said, "his mother and I have some business to discuss. Why don't you go play?"
You nodded and held your Bob the Tomato plushie tighter.
Toni was play with blocks with two babies, when he looked up you could see his eyes brighten. "Hi!"
You waved shyly.
"I'm Toni, who are you?"
"I-I'm __________."
"Do you want to play with me?"
You nodded and sat down.
He pointed to the two babies, "This is Lovi and Feli."
Bob creased as you held him tighter.
"Do you like tomatoes?"
Looking down you noticed he had noticed your toy. "Y-yes."
He smiled, he was missing his two front teeth, "I think you

NorwayxReader: More Than a Friend

Five years ago, that’s when you first met Emil’s ‘brother’. Although he didn’t like to call him that there was that undeniable family resemblance between the two. And although Lukas was quiet and slight introvert, the two of you hit it off splendidly.
However as time went on you realized just how cute he was. So much so that your relationship suffered, in order to keep a straight head you avoided him whenever possible.
“__________,” Emil had called you one afternoon, “do you want to come over and watch a movie or something?”
You froze, “W-will Lukas be there?”
A sigh came from the oth

NorwayxReader: Matchmaker

"L-Lukas…I really think you are ho-I mean…I think I love you…no…I umm. I think you're cute? I admire you? No…umm. Lukas, I really like you. Would you like to go out sometime?"
…
…
…
"How's that?" you asked Eliza.
She nodded and shoved you into the direction of Lukas, "Good job, now just don't stutter and look him in the eye."
"But I-!"
"Just go do it, you're beautiful. You're smart; there is no reason why he wouldn't like you."
It had taken you weeks to work up the courage to confess to Lukas. Enlisting Eliza as your accountability partner might not have been such a good idea. "I'm too nervous." You said then turned green when he came

Pirate!EnglandxReader: Good Men Gone

"Al, Mat, get back here!" you shouted trying to call back your five year old twin sons.
Alfred and Matthew had run ahead on the beach, and out of your sights. "Ma! Ma! Look what I found!"
Alfred and Matthew soon came back within sights, Alfred holding in one hand, his brother's hand, and the other a sea shell. "It's beautiful Al."
"It's for you," he said putting it in your hand. Matthew let go of his twin's hand and grabbed onto your skirt.
"Mama, I wanna go home," he yawned, "I'm tired."
You looked up at the sun, "Well it does seem time for your nap."
Alfred jumped up and down, "I don't need a nap!"
Matthew reached up for you to carry

PolandxReader: BFF and BF

You know that awkward moment when your best guy friend and your boyfriend don't get along? That terribly socially suicidal second when you have to choose three options; A. side with your boyfriend, B. side with your guy friend, or C. do you best to MAKE them get along.
This was why you were in the mall with your best guy friend, Vash, and your current boyfriend, Feliks.
"_______________, we should totally hit DEBS next," Feliks said hanging onto your arm.
Vash glared at Feliks as if to say, 'No.'
Feliks the continued down the list of stores the three of you should shop at.
"Umm, Feliks, why don't we get something to eat?" you asked.
"Na

CanadaxReader: Just The Boy Next Door

Matthew watch as his brother, as usual, got all the attention. Especially from ____________. He didn't know why he wasn't good enough for her to acknowledge, why he was always 'Alfred's brother'.
That's when it happened. Her gaze finally turned to him. Her face turned red as Alfred walked her over, "And this is my bro Canada!"
"H-hi," she said a blush prettily painting her cheeks.
"H-hi…"
She looked at him her (e/c) shining, "I'm _________." She held out her hand for him to shake, "Nice to meet you."
"Dude, __________'s been asking about you," America said, "She's been dying to meet you for weeks now."
It seemed impossible, but her face

Neko!EnglandxNeko!Reader: Lost

'I can't find them,' Iggycat thought in a panic. 'I can't find them!'
A soft meow came from under the couch.
"Amerikit?" Iggycat asked. "Canakit? Where are you…oh dear __________ is going to kill me."
"Why am I going to kill you?" you asked walking in through the cat door.
Iggycat looked at you with scared eyes, "I lost them…"
You have him a quizzical look, "Lost who?"
"The kittens! I'm a terrible father!" he cried out.
Chuckling you called out, "Amerikit…Canakit, come on out I think your father has been punished enough. Next time watch them or they'll go wandering off again. I found them down the street," you looked at your young. "Am

DenmarkxReader: Bad Guy?

He was annoying. He was arrogant. He was selfish. He was insensitive. He was loud. He was crude. He was self-centered. You stared at the Dane from across the table.
World meetings were hard enough without the added drama. You made it very clear to everyone that you found people like Denmark unacceptable. Writing on your paper you accidently snapped your pencil in half with the force you applied on it.
Everyone in the room turned to look at you as you calmly pulled out another pencil.
“Proceed,” you said in a monotone.
“Wow __________, what’s eating you?” Denmark called out.
You glared at him, but said nothing.
&l

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, _____

PrussiaxReader: Backfired Gloating

"I wouldn't bother confessing __________," Eliza told you.
You sighed.
"He just doesn't like you that way, I'm sorry."
"Whatever Eliza," you said preoccupied with the letter you were writing to that special someone.
"I asked," she piped up again.
You groaned as she continued to sneakily insult you.
"___________!" a voice from the front door called. "I'm back!"
Your face turned red, he was here. Now was your chance. But you were too late and Eliza answered the door and started to flirt with him. "Hey Gilly."
The albino gentleman walked into your kitchen were you sat. Quickly you hit your letter to him, "Hey Gil. What's up?"
"Nothing m

AmericaxReader: Sleep Talk

The light shone into the bedroom as you opened your eyes. An arm was draped over your waist you smiled and snuggled closer to the warmth that occupied your bed.
Tall. Blonde. Handsome. Nice smile. Great sense of humor (and not in the bad way). Yes, your boyfriend was Alfred Jones.
The first time the two of you met you had been dating his brother Arthur. But things never really worked out between you and the Brit. However you and Alfred continued to hang out, eventually things got more and more serious. Now the two of you were living together.
You studied his face. The thing that was missing, and what you found very sexy, were his glasses t

NorwayxReader: You Belong With Me

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me
You belong with me

He watched you from over a crowd of girls. He didn’t know why his ‘I don’t care’ attitude attracted so many girls at your school, but it did and he seemed to never get close to you.
“Lukas, go on a date with me!”
“Lukas, kiss me!”
“Lukas, have my babies!”
The girl’s cries continued on in the same way.
But his attention was on you. You were standing with Alfred, the star quarter back. Jealousy ran through him. Alfred was known as a ladies man and

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He shook his head, "I-It isn't done yet."
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IcelandxReaderxDenmark: Jealous

by ~Banshee-Scream, Jan 12, 2013, 7:12:40 AM
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Peace. Quiet. Serene. Relax.
"HEY __________!"
All that ruined by one loudmouth Dane.
You opened your eyes and raised yourself from your comfortable position on Emil's lap. "What is it Mathias?"
"Come with me, let's go out drinking!"
"No," Emil said gently pulling you back to your original position, "__________ is tired. She needs to sleep."
You smiled gratefully and leaned back. Emil quietly stroked your (h/l) (h/c) hair.
Emily smiled, you seemed to belong there. In his arms, sleeping peacefully. He didn't regret getting up at the crack of dawn to pick you and Mathias up from the bar the two of you had been partying at last night. He would do anything for you. It wasn't long ago that he realized he loved you.
Mathias glared at Emil. Jealous over the close contact the two of you shared. In his opinion you were perfect for him; you would party with him and had a great sense of humor. In his mind you were his and Emil had no business touching you.
"_________, come on…."
Emil glared at Mathias, "I don't know why she hangs out with you." He looked down at you addressing you this time, "He only takes you to bars where you only get in trouble; you shouldn't hang out with him anymore."
"At least I let her have fun! All you two do is lie around and sleep!"
You smiled in the back of your mind. Emil was calm and quiet, the perfect comforter. He would hold you and make you feel safe. While Mathias was fun, he would take you places and do things you would have never done on your own. They balanced each other out, two totally different people. And you were in love with both.