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Kisses don't just heal (SpainXReader)You started, dumping the washing up in the sink when you heard a crash and a loud wail. “Toni?” You shouted through the bathroom door, worried about what your flatmate had gotten up to this time.

“Chicaaaaaa!!!” He yelled over the splash of water and after finding the door was unlocked, you burst in. Antonio’s hand was bleeding badly and you immediately grasped his hand in yours. Wincing, he bit his lip as you examined his knuckles.

It wasn’t a pretty sight; it actually looked as though his skin had some holes in it. Doing your best not to gag, you pushed his hand back under the tap. “What the hell

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

Hetalia SpainxReader - Stuck In a Box

"Antonio Fernandez Carriedo!"

The Spaniard turned around at the sound of his name being called. His eyes fell upon _____, his best friend for as long as he could remember (excluding Gilbert and Francis, of course). His lips curled up into a happy smile when he saw her-- even though she was glaring daggers at him.

"Hola, bonita," he said with the big grin still on his face. "How have you been?"

"Oh, just fine, thank you," she replied, crossing her arms. There was a razor-sharp edge building in her voice.

"What's the matter, bonita? You okay?"

"Oh, yeah!" She stomped past him angrily, heading inside the house. "Everything's peachy-ke

The scramble for the radiator (PrussiaXReader)You groaned, pressing yourself against the radiator. Why did it have to be so cold? Shivering, you sunk lower, pressing your back against the hot surface and closed your eyes.

“Hey! Frau!” You heard and you growled under your breath. “Quit hogging the warmth!” Gilbert complained. You saw him frowning at you when you cracked one eye open. “No. It’s mine.” You retorted, lifting your arms up to place them around the radiator possessively.

He glared at you, sitting on his haunches next to you. “C’mon frau, sharing is caring.” You shook your head fervently and bared your teeth at him.

You don't need it (BTTXReader)“Gee (y/n), vhat’s taking you so long?”

“Oui, we’ve been ‘ere for ‘ours already.”

“Amigo, we need to get going soon if we want to catch that movie.”

You groaned, scrubbing your face of the makeup once again. “I’m almost done!” You called from the bathroom, hearing a collective sigh from the three boys. “Ja, zhat’s vhat you said half an hour ago...” Gilbert muttered under his breath, rolling his neck to hear a satisfying crack when he’d managed to get the kink out.

Francis placed a magazine on his face, effectively shutting out the outside

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

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.

Death threats and chocolate (SwiterlandXReader)Vash sighed contentedly, a small smile working its way to his lips when you snuggled closer to him. It was quality time like this that he appreciated most. Just the two of you, no Lily, no annoying Austrian, just you and him, completely undisturbed.

The two of you jumped when the doorbell rang and he grumbled at the irony. “Be right back.” You murmured, pressing a kiss to his cheek. No matter how many times you repeated the small gesture his face would heat up like nobody’s buisness.

Chuckling at his reaction, you opened the front door, shivering when the cold air blew inside. “Y-yes?”

The man standing in fron

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, _____

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

Glasses [Prussia x Reader]“Gil, I’m home!” I called out to my boyfriend after a long day of work.

“What happened to ‘mein awesome boyfriend Gil’?” He yelled back. I tried not to laugh and sighed. Full of himself as always. But that’s why I loved the guy.

I stood in the hallway before heading into the living room.

“So how messy is the living room this time? Have any wild parties with Antonio and Francis?” I was referring to Gilbert’s best friends. Together, they were known as the Bad Touch Trio. For very good reasons.

“Very funny frau, but those two didn’t come over today. Yet.”

I

Accidental Confession PrussiaxReader“The world is out to get me, I swear,” you growled to yourself as you flopped down onto Ludwig’s couch. You’d finally gotten the courage to tell Gilbert that you had feelings for him, but everyone and their mother decided that today would be the perfect day to follow you around and interrupt you each time you tried. And the whole world, literally, was on your shoulders. Every other frickin’ country knew you were trying to confess and wanted to know how it was going. But each time one of them came to bother you about it, they ended up causing such a disruption that you couldn’t go through with it.

Part of y

Mad libs (BTTXReader)“Just calm down okay?!” You cried, growling at the three boys sprawled on your floor. “No way!”

“We have to decide who sleeps where right?” Antonio nodded vigorously. “Yeah! I mean someone gets the spare bed and the others have to sleep on the sofa!”

You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. You should’ve known inviting the notorious trio of boys might not have been your brightest idea. And you’d even asked them for a sleepover.

If I’m ever able to go back in time, I’ll kick my own arse! You swore to yourself as you settled yourself down on the couch. “Let&rs

SpainXReader- I'm So In Love With You, Honey

Your hips swayed gently to the soothing music playing from the stereo in your kitchen. A light smile grazed upon your lips as a blissful glint in your (e/c) eyes flickered.

Your mind was engulfed in music as you baked sweet treats for your loving husband and his younger brother for when they arrived home. A precious love that couldn't be phased by anything was held between you and your Spanish lover.

Your hands moved skillfully and swiftly as you poured the exact amount of sugar into the cookie batter. Humming along to the blaring music, you cracked two eggs into the bowl and dashed a bit of vanilla into the batter.

Suddenly, you heard the

Curing bad dreams (PrussiaXReader)Gilbert groaned, his temperature feverish as he tossed in his bed. “N-nein!” He muttered, biting his lip.

In the throngs of his dream he was staring at your bloodied body in despair, tears running down his face. He heard a sound behind him and spun around, hoping to see the perpetrator. The shape slipped out of his sight around the corner and Gilbert stood up after gently putting down your body, chasing after it.

Rage the sole thing on his mind, he pushed his legs to go at a near inhuman speed.

Franctically searching for it, he skidded on the landing, starting to sprint down the steps.
As he wasn’t paying attention to hi

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You got out the ingredients to make his favourite cake and set them out carefully on the shiny marble table-top. "You know how long it takes to make the pastry right?" you asked your boyfriend sceptically.

He nods and grins at you like the idiot he is. "It's my birthday, so I wanna do whatever I want." He laughs at you, god, he may be an idiot, but he was your adorable idiot.

"Will you help me?" He nods excitedly, a sparkling twinkle in his eye.

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Revenge with a shower (SpainXReader)

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You squelched up to Antonio’s front door. Should I...? You thought numbly, your fist already raised. You barely had time to shake your head and turn away when suddenly the door swung open. Antonio frowned, worried as to why you were so soaked.

“Hi!” You said, trying to sound cheerful, but the hoarseness of your voice told him more than enough. “Come in, I’ll get you some towels.”

He left you dripping in his hallway for a moment, bending down to free your wet feet. “Thanks.” You murmured as Antonio wrapped several towels around you.

He took your hand and led you into his warm living where you sat gratefully on his sofa. “What happened?” He demanded, sitting down next to you and gazing at you with those concerned green eyes of his.

“You know my boyfriend had quite the reputation of a player right?” He nodded, not liking where this was going. You laughed hollowly, snuggling into the warmth of the towels.

“I thought he’d changed. Heh, more fool me. He was getting it off with someone in the shower. I could hear them.” You growled, a lump in your throat as you remembered what it’d sounded like. “They were so busy with each other they didn’t even notice me taking all of their clothes and towels from inside.”

He raised his eyebrow in surprise at that. “I took everything they could use to cover themselves with and then locked them in. The key I threw away and I took away the key from under the pot on the porch. Which means....”

“That they have to ask someone with a key or they have to climb out of the window and break down the front door....”

“Completely naked.” You smirked in revenge and Antonio blinked his eyes in disbelief, then broke down laughing. His laughing was contagious and no matter how crap you were feeling you joined in with him.

Tears flowed down his cheeks and he held his stomach, a stitch having formed there from his hysterics. “Good one chica!” He grinned in admiration at you, truly proud of you.

You smiled back weakly at him and he hugged you tightly. “I’m sorry to hear it though. But you know I’m always here for you right?” He whispered, rubbing circles on your back soothingly.
“Yeah, I know that Toni. But right now, I just need to tie up the loose ends and figure my feelings out.” You replied, resting your head on his shoulder.

Why was it that he was always there for you? Always prepared to help you pick yourself back up? Why was he so warm?

“I’ll always be here for you.” He murmured again, pressing his lips against your hair. You gulped and pulled back to look at him. Your thumb lightly stroked the lips that had kissed your hair, wanting to feel just how soft they were.

Antonio smiled and kissed your finger before he leaned over to you and brushed his lips gently against yours. He knew the risk of the action but he knew that he’d earned the right to claim your heart after sticking with you for so many years.

After all, you’d claimed his a very long time ago, he couldn’t even remember what it was that made him first fall in love with you, he liked everything about you. And he’d protect everything about you.

“So what now?” He murmured against your lips, eyes locked on yours. “I need to find a place to stay and-“

“Here. Stay here with me.” He nuzzled his lips against yours again, his arms tightening around your waist. “Thank you...... Could you help me with my stuff? I don’t really want to see his cheating arse ever again.”

“Anytime chica. Just as long as you promise me one thing (y/n).” You cocked your head at him, smiling curiously.

“What?”

“Never lock me up in the bathroom with no means to cover myself.”