A New Recipe. [ReaderxNorway] A New Recipe.InvaderSamm
[Reader x Norway]
Warning; Suggestive writing. No details, though. You've been warned.
[y/n], the personification of [country name], was know world-wide for a few reasons. One was her tolerance for alcohol, and she proved the world wrong when she beat out every other country in a drinking contest. Another was her singing; ask any other person and they would tell you that her voice was like an angel's. Yet another was her devil side that only came out when she was pissed to the extreme.
But, the one thing she was known for above all others was her ability to make award-winning pastries. Her cakes, in particular, were loved by each an every country. Her pies, too. Everything considered a pastry or a desert-item was in [y/n]'s cooking arsenal, and they would make your mouth melt.
Today, unlike most days, she was craving Butter Cake. She already envisioned wh
You and I. Romano x ReaderGnostalgic-Void
〖 when our lips touched,
that's when i realized that i was madly in love with you. 〗
“So, [Name]. I have a question to ask.”
“Ask away, then.”
“This may sound a bit cliché but,” Romano cleared his throat. He looked towards [Name], only to see her [e/c] staring at his olive green ones. “How's it like being in love?”
She froze— [Name] wasn't necessarily expecting for him to ask that question. She bit her lip as she thought for a moment. Ah yes, love. [Name] hadn't really thought of it thoroughly, she wasn't interested in romance. Though, she would wonder what it was like to love someone whom loved you back.
“I don't know, Romano.. I guess.. it gives you a funny feeling. That you just want to visit them everyday and bring them flowers and give them soft kisses on the cheek. And you feel like there's nothing important than your beloved. Aha, I'm sorry—” [Name] let out a nervous
.:Lame Sweaters:. || AmericaGnostalgic-Void
Sweaters aren't that lame..
Just.. five more minutes..
“[Name]! Babe! Wake up!”
Ugh. When will I ever get my sleep?
Groaning, the [h/c] female finally had awoken as she let out a soft yawn. Sitting straight up, she saw the blonde male's grin widened as his blue orbs sparkled with excitement.
“Great! You're finally up! Afternoon', babe!” Rubbing her eyes to get a more focused vision, she turned at the thrilled Alfred next to her. “A-Afternoon..?” She repeated, her eyes were a still bit dozy, but she was awake.
“Yeah! It's like 12:30 somethin'.” He replied, chuckling. Oh, how [Name] was such a sleepy head. In all honestly, he found that quite adorable. With her yawning and her sleepy eyes, especially her bed hair. It was just so cute.
“What.. was so important.. that you had to wake me up so early in the morning..?” She mumbled. Alfred chuckled as he lightly pecked h
About a girl. || Romano x Reader.Gnostalgic-Void
She had pretty [e/c] eyes that shimmered brighter than the stars in the night sky. Her [h/c] was beautiful - soft as a feather and felt like silk. Her beaming smile was dazzling; and her voice sounded even more heavenly than the singing angels.
Her gentle calming voice had made his heart flutter - like butterflies. The Italian turned his head towards [Name], her wonderful face in front of him. Her soft lips pressed on to his, as he only kissed back. After all, it was rude to decline a kiss, no? Especially from your beloved.
"Your lips are soft,"
Romano said, murmuring against her lips. [Name] let out a soft chuckle. "Yours are too," she complied.
She was so perfect.
Honey brown eyes stared into [e/c] ones. He smiled, kissing her lips once again.
Oh how [Name] loved her beloved Romano's smiles. They were sweet - and how it would always put a light in her.
Her fingers were intertwined with his. Not that Romano mind. No, not all. In fact, he loved it. Her gentle hands wit
England X Reader Romance Novels“I don’t want to do this anymore.” She said, pulling the coat tighter around her body, hiding her expression from his concerned one.WhatDreamsAreMadeUv
“What, darlin’?” he asked, putting an arm around her shoulder. She didn’t nuzzle into him like she usually did; she was cold and resistant.
“Being a secret.” She whispered.
“Oy. Stop reading.” a pale hand waved in front of your face and you blinked, snapping back to the reality of the library, and looked up at the owner of the hand.
A head full of messy blonde hair and sharp green eyes frowned down at you from the table
you sat at, a disapproving frown gracing his face, and a thick eyebrow arched. He looked so handsome at that moment.
“I can’t believe you still read that rubbish, love,” he said, motioning to the book you held in your hands as he sit down in the chair next to you.
You flipped it around to look at the cover, a cover of a man and a woman staring longin
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Author's Note: Since this is a story about our little Lovi, cursing will definitely occur. Turn back now if you don't like swearing.
You shook the door handle of the Vargas' residence, fuming. You banged a fist on the door. "Lovino Vargas, let me in this instant!" you hollered. You heard the locks click, and you prepared to throw a punch in the Italian's face.
"Oh, (y/n), what a surprise~!" came a bubbly, cheery voice. Your anger was quickly replaced and replenished with confusion. You let your fists drop to your sides loosely. "Feli?"
"Fratello is upstairs if you-" Gently pushing Feliciano aside, you skipped stairs to Lovino's bedroom. You tried the door handle, it jiggling with no success. You groaned. "Lovino. Unlock. The. Door." you snarled.
"Fat chance, ragazza!" called a voice from inside. You frowned, getting ready to kick down the door. "I will kick down this damn door if you don't ope
Give Me That Girl. [NorwayxReader] Give Me That GirlInvaderSamm
[Norway x Reader]
A heavy sigh came from a quiet nation who was sitting between Finland and Norway. Her [e/c] eyes glimmered in irritation, the jittery tapping of her foot was getting faster, and her patience was running thin. Which was strange, seeing as how [y/n] was a very patient person. This Summit Meeting was being held in Germany, and surprisingly, the stick-in-the-mud male had lost control of the meeting. All hell was breaking loose.
That is, until a group of people began pondering on a subject that got everyone to shut up instantly.
"No, I don't think Romano could act sexy." Prussia stated loudly, trying to get his French friend to hear him over the commotion. Luckily, after that loud declaration, all went quiet. Romano's face heated up so badly that it put every one of Antonio's tomatoes to shame.
The Spaniard chuckled. "Oh, lo siento mi amigo, pero you haven't seen Ro