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Questions, questions (Pirate SpainXReader)Your son looked at you as you scrubbed the bar tables with a ragged piece of cloth. Luckily your tavern was closed now or you’d have a even larger headache. Your child was in that phase of childhood that everyone had been through; the phase when he questions everything.

And of course you had to give him a legitimate answer, or at least one that sounded legitimate otherwise he wouldn’t stop nagging you. “Mama, why is the sky blue?” He asked and you froze. It was a hard one this time, even you didn’t know the answer to that one off the top of your head.

I mean you were just a simple barmaid, how could you know so

Sleepwalking (SwedenXReader)You closed your eyes, your tiredness taking you over. You hadn’t gotten a proper night’s sleep for a straight week now and you could seriously say it was taking a toll on your body. Dozing on your bed was the only rest you got recently.

Though you had sleepwalked when you were younger, for some reason you were getting more tired from your nightly activities. Sighing, you rolled on your back as you thought of a solution.

Maybe ask if someone wanted to sleep with you? Then maybe they’d be able to stop you from conducting night-time walks which left you with aching feet and a splitting headache?

But who could you ask for som

Nothing simpler (NetherlandsXReader)Tim tapped his foot impatiently, grinding another cigarette into the brick surface of the low wall he was currently sitting on. Fruitlessly, he checked his watch again, one of his legs jiggling up and down to try and release some of his tension.

Where the hell were you?! The two of you had agreed to meet up an hour ago and you’d showed neither hide nor hair. Chewing on the end of his cigarette, he tried lighting the tip of it, but missed in his bad mood, singing the tips of his long, pale fingers.

You smiled widely, spotting the strange hair and telltale white and blue striped scarf of your friend. Just on time you thought, as you hea

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You stared across the table at the oblivious Danish man. He was laughing at something Lukas had said, you had missed the joke and didn't bother laughing.

Why were you sitting at the table, staring at the man like he was the last piece of chocolate in the entire world. You had your reasons, reasons that he would no doubt laugh at you for.

"Um, Is there something in my hair?" Mathias was staring at you quizzically. You blushed and shook your head.

"Ah, no I was just, um zoning out." You blushed, looking away. He shrugged and turned back to Lukas.

Standing up, you walked i

Jaw-dropping news (PrussiaXPregnant Reader)Gilbert’s jaw just about hit the floor when you told him the big surprise. “Y-you’re not joking are you frau?” He asked, his red eyes wide. You glanced away from him, hoping his reaction could’ve been different.

“No, I’m not. Gil, we’re going to be parents.” You repeated, stroking his cheek as he continued to stare at you. As though the cogs in his brain had finally stopped whirring, a huge grin bloomed across his face. He crowed loudly and you jumped in shock.

“Don’t do that!” You told him, but he wasn’t listening as he was dancing around, kissing his fingers and

His return (Viking NorwayXReader)“They’re back!”
You started from your seat, standing up and glancing around at the other women of the village. “Quick, get to the pier!” You cried, lifting your skirts to dash to the waterfront. Sure enough, the dragon headed ship was slowly crawling its way back across the water.

When you saw the faint outline of a man at the front of the ship, your heart skipped a beat. You’d missed him for so long now, the memory of his touch fading each day and now he was finally returning to you.

He held his hand up in greeting and instantly the crowds of women and children responded by waving animatedly and yelling

Country babysitters (Denmark)Country babysitters (Denmark)
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You were currently 9 and were watching your parents walking around your living room from the couch.
"I don't think I need a babysitter." You mumbled. Your mother sighed and walked to you on the couch.
"You may not, but you never know honey. There could be someone out there who will try to break in. We would rather you be safe then sorry." She said as she touched your nose lightly. You sighed and nodded your head.
"Yeah, okay."

DING DONG

"That must be Mathias!" Your father said as he went to the door.
"Who?" You said wondering who they were talking about. You heard your par

The plan (Gladiator RomeXReader) EXTENDED!Your hand trembled nervously as you forced yourself to knock on the door. Your new housemaster was behind you, his jaw set in his rugged face. You hated that man, though nowhere near as much as you hated the man who had first enslaved and branded you. That cursed mark on your leg ostracized you from the society, so that even if you did manage to escape from your master’s clutches, no one would hesitate selling you out.

Now, your previous master had sold you to the gladiator’s stadium, to work as a servant and to take care of other menial tasks.

But after the housemaster had taken a good, a very good look at you, he’d decid

Boredom and swears (DenmarkXReader)“I’m bored.”
“Can we do something?”
“Hey, are you listening?”
“Listen to meeee~”
“Queen of the Nooorth, this isn’t funny anymore!”

You poked Mathias between his brows. “Shut it Dane.” You muttered, turning to the next page of your book. “But this is so boring!” Undaunted by your boyfriend’s behaviour, you simply sighed, growling a bit when he changed his position again. Once he’d flipped onto his back, he pouted and snuck a glance at you.

The two of you were lying on your bed, which was pretty small. Despite this Mathias had still

Coming home (IcelandXReader)You sighed heavily, staring out of the train window. The whiteness that covered the land was stunningly beautiful and yet it was annoying you to no end. Because of the snow, your train had been heavily delayed. As such, you couldn’t meet your Iceland boyfriend at the time you’d said. Even though you’d texted him to tell him to get somewhere warm whilst he waited for you, he’d refused.

At first you’d told him just to go home without you and you’d get home somehow. He’d adamantly told you ‘no’ as ‘it was his job to get you home safely’. And now he was even waiting for you on the

Scare me again and I'll- (AmericaXReader)You hummed to yourself as you continued to kick some butt on Pokémon. Wrapped up in a blanket tightly, you were sitting at your desk. You were so concentrated on your game that you didn’t hear or see Alfred sneaking up on you.

He smirked, pulling on the mask he’d bought for this special occasion. He knew how much you disliked getting jumped, but it was funny as hell. Also he adored the expressions on your face, so he wouldn’t stop scaring you just yet.

He grabbed hold of your shoulders and you shrieked loudly, dropping your ds to the floor and falling out of your seat. His loud laughter filled the room as you strugg

Slips and slides (DenmarkXReader)You played with your hair, examining the tips for split ends as you jolted along with the bus. The music playing in your ears was loud, but not loud enough to leak out of your ears and annoy the people around you.

Feeling a gaze trained on you, you sneakily glanced around to see where it came from. Your eyes fell upon a blond guy, who seemed about your age. Though the moment your eyes met, he quickly made his gaze drift to a group of other people.

So that’s who’d been staring at you.

Giggling slightly, you shook your head and returned to look at the winter scenery. You grimaced as you saw how icy the roads were. You knew pretty

An accident during football (SpainXReader)Inconspicuously, you tried to give Antonio a sign to tell him you were free. You were playing football in the sports class today and even if you weren’t that good at it you were having a lot of fun. Ludwig and Lovino were constantly stealing the ball from each other as were Alfred and Feliciano.

When the German passed it to Antonio, you jumped up and down to get his attention at the other side of the field. Come on! I’m over here! You wanted to shout but just as you were about to open your mouth, the cheerful Spaniard spotted you, sending the ball flying over to where you stood.

Stepping back to catch it on your chest, you wobbl

Housing with the Kirkland boy band pt 1(KBXReader)“C’mon (y/n)! Can you believe how popular these guys are, I mean their debut was only a few months ago.” You lifted your head from your desk when one of the girls you were friendliest with squealed.

“What?” You were only slightly groggy from your nap during the lesson, and heck you weren’t really one to disturb at times like that. Especially not by annoying girls who spoke fast in a high-pitched voice. “These guys!” She brandished a magazine.

Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you scanned the article, the photo on one side really glossy. “What about them?” You asked bluntly, not und

Housing with the Kirkland boy band pt4 (KBXReader)You looked at the leather cord solemnly, glancing up at him when he gasped.
“This-this is....!”

Allistor brandished the leather bracelet at you. “Where did you get this?!” You blinked, lost for words. How did he know what that was? “C’mon don’t play dumb with me!” Allistor practically bared his teeth at you. You stuttered something nonsensical, falling silent.

“This is the bracelet Blue always wore!” You winced at your stage name, a grimace playing around your lips. “I wasn’t aware she’d sold it....” you heard and you looked up to see Allistor staring at it

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Now you're awesome (Father DenmarkXReader)

by ~Shihagami, Jan 12, 2013, 1:23:13 PM
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You squealed in delight as your Danish father threw you up in the air, catching you in his strong arms each time he tossed you to the heavens. After hugging you tightly, he spun you in a circle, the air making you giddy.

Mathias fell to the grass of the park, his spinning having made himself dizzy as well. You lay on his chest, snuggling up to him as nuzzled your face with his.

Being the following duckling you were, when you saw your father look up at the sky you couldn’t help but copy him and gaze at the blue sky.

You pointed at the sky, easily identifying the blue of the heavens as your father’s eye colour. Clapping, you laughed as you placed your dimpled hands on his eyes. He exaggerated his blinking, pretending he’d been blinded temporarily.

Pulling your hands back, he looked at you, picking you up and blowing air onto your stomach. You exploded into a fit of giggling laughter, struggling against your father. He merely grinned, but stopped as you’d kicked his shoulder rather harshly.

Smiling or rather grinning over the pain, he planted several kisses, alternating each time between your cheeks. “You’re my awesome, brilliant, beautiful little girl, you know that?” He said, poking your nose with his large finger.

You shook your head at him. Tilting his head he frowned, wondering if you were at that ‘no’-stage already.

Using your hands, you did your best to hold your hair up, mimicking his style. “Now I am!”

Mathias wiped away a tear, pulling you close to his chest. "I've taught you well."

Now you're awesome (Father DenmarkXReader)by ~Shihagami

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