France x Reader - Language"'Ello gorgeous," France murmurs in your ear from behind you. If you aren't trying to be the one thing he hates, a tease, it'd have sent shivers across your spine. He snakes his hands along your hips, kissing the skin delicately where your cute midriff top fits snugly.You roll your (e/c) eyes. "Francis, are you talking to yourself again?" You saunter away from him, propping your elbows on the countertop, not meeting his lusty gaze. Or basically, his normal gaze."Ohonhonhon mon cherie.~" The sexiest smile plays across France's lips, but you don't dare return it. You still don't look at him, in fear of laughing out loud. So you snicker extremely quietly.Unfortunately, France's ears are like a bat's. He just ignores Britain every time the limey tells him to piss off."Are you laughing at me, mon amour?" France jerks his head away, pretending to be hurt."You're such a drama queen," you scoff, pursing your lips out on purpose. You painted on his favourite shade, red, just to get him wor
DenmarkXReader"NO PLEASE NO HE WILL MURDER ME ON THE SPOT MATHIAS!""oh give me a break -name- he won't murder you, i doubt he mad now come on! lets go to Al's party together he wont mind""I wasn't invited for a reason Mathias! I don't want to get killeded by him! please""-Name- the man loves jello and he loves to eat! also killeded is not a word""Yeah but when you can't eat said jello, and has to figure out how to get rid of it...""So you filled the guys pool with blue jello, so what! it was just a joke, though it probably did hurt a little when he dived into his backyard pool and under 1 foot of water was jello""please don't make me go to his party with you""It will me fine -name-! I, Mathias Køhler, will protect you from Alfred F. Jones if he tries to harm you""how so?""By doing something even more stupid and outragous to get him off your case""oh dear..."~TiMe SkIp~"RUN MATHIAS!""haha! I am running!""WELL RUN FASTER DAMN IT!""It's hard to run to fast carrying you and having yo
Room Makeover: Hetalia Edition ~The Awesome Room~"Mother fucker, I'm awesomeNo you're not dude, don't lie"'What does he want?' you asked yourself, as you reached for your phone. He only calls when he's bored. "Yeah?" you answered."Hey now! Is that anyway to address the awesome me?" Gilbert whined."You only call me when you're bored, Gil," you sighed. "And plus, I don't have time to entertain you today. I'm busy.""With what?""Well, I was attempting to redecorate and rearrange my bedroom before you interrupted me," you complained."Frau!" he yelled. "Lemme come help you. Or, better yet, lemme do it for you. It'll be awesome when I get done with it. I'll be over there in a little while!""No, that's not really necessary..." but he had already hung up. So much for a quiet day alone. Suddenly, you were beginning to understand why Ludwig complained about Gilbert all the time.Ten Minutes Later"Never fear! The awesome me is here!" Gilbert announced as he threw your bedroom door open, causing it to slam against the wall.
Reader Insert Prank Call 4: Gilbert, 911 Operator?Gilbert the 911 Operator?Groaning, you flipped through the channels on your television. There had to be something on. Sighing, you decided to go with some random movie you found. It said it was a 'psycho drama' so you assumed it had to be either entertaining or interesting. Pushing yourself off the couch, you walked into the kitchen to make some popcorn.You found yourself covering your eyes, wincing, and nearly vomiting up your popcorn throughout the whole movie. Psycho drama? It was just gory death, gory death, slightly less gory death, screams, fighting, blood, and terror. Isn't that more of a horror movie?Sighing in relief as the movie ended, you took your bowl that had once contained popcorn into the kitchen. Flopping back on the couch, you looked up at the ceiling aimlessly. Now you needed to find something to entertain you again. You probably wouldn't sleep tonight, you had the movie to thank for that, so you needed something that would keep you entertained for awhile.Glancin