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HetaliaxReader-Lost my Book!HetaliaxReader: Lost my Book!
That's exactly what happened. You lost your precious book. But it was no ordinary book. Nono..it was your DIARY. The thing you held close, and wrote everything-and I mean EVERYTHING-and now you had gone and lost it. You searched around the whole world conference building, but to no avail. It was like it vanished into thin air.
"No no no..." you mumbled to yourself as you bit down hard on your lip. "It has to be here."
You had to find it fast..before another country picked it up and well...read all your secrets!
You remember leaving it on the table just after the meeting, you came back after speaking with England, and it was gone.
"Hey (your name)!!!!" a voice echoed through the halls. That voice belonged to America. Maybe he knew where the book was.
"Hey America!" you shouted happily back. Being nice was kay to solving things like this. "I seemed to have misplaced my book..do you know where it is?"
Visiting Toris was usually exciting. It was the same today, however you had an idea that would make things a lot more...interesting.
Since he was such a kind person, and so easy to get along with it wasn't a problem to ask to use his computer. You didn't have to use the computer, however you forgot most of the stereotypes you found online. That's right. Stereotypes.
You wanted to know how the actual country felt about being stereotyped, and at first you didn't even know if Lithuania even had any. But it did.
You clicked on the site you had found before, and coughed a few times to get your friend's attention.
"I have a few questions for you.." you replied calmly, watching Toris rise from his seat and scoot behind you.
"Like what?" he asked, his warm breath hitting your neck a little.
You cleared your throat and read aloud:
"Is Lithuania a basketball country?"
There was a moment of silence, while Toris blinked trying to figure out the whole significance of the question.
A light shiver made it's way down your spine, as you felt someone's cold eyes peircing through your skin straight into your heart. Of course, there was only one person who could do that to you, and that was Natalia. She was...quite..different..in a few ways. Like she was always begging and trying to force Ivan into marrying her. Apparently she liked knives aswell, but in all honesty you didn't seem to care. You were utterly attracted to her, but that didn't mean she still didn't scare you.
"H-hi Natalia." you whimpered slowly, seeing her glare at you, as if she were about to just pounce at any second.
"Hello." her accent made you swoon. "What are you doing?"
The thoughts of her beautiful accent disappeared when she came closer, as your breath began to quicken. As she looked over your shoulder you gulped.
"Can I ask you some questions?" you ask quietly, hoping she wouldn't take it the wrong way. Heck, you just hoped she wouldn't kill you.
"Hmm, sure I guess." she sounded a little calmer
"(Name), I wouldn't try it." your Danish friend Matias laughed, while chugging down the last bit of beer in his mug. "He doesn't care."
"Of course he will!" you protested, clicking to the site you were looking at before.
Matias just laughed again, and continued his way into the kitchen in hopes of finding more beer to survive off of.
"He will listen.." you mumble to yourself, scrolling down the page to find different 'Swedish Stereotypes'.
It was or maybe would be the only way to get his attention. You tried before, but it never seemed to work. You'd ask him some questions and maybe have a chance at finally talking to the quiet man.
"Oh Berwald!" you called over, seeing him step in the doorway with Tino and Lukas. "Do you have any time?"
He only nodded his head and grunted, giving you the impression he didn't really care. Biting you lip, you wondered if Matias was right.
"Where's the idiot?" Lukas asked, holding two brown bags mostly filled with beer inside. Probably for Matias.
"Do canadians kids ride polar bears to school?"
Matthew Williams, also known as Canada, peered up from his newspaper to look at his friend, (your name) glaring into the computer screen in front of her.
"Uh...no (your name), we don't ride polar bears at all." he said, flipping to a new page without hassle.
"Okay." she sighed, making a funny shape with her tounge while waiting for the next page to load. Matthew gave her a little look before looking back blushing. She's so damn cute, he thought.
"Do canadians play hockey all the time?"
Matthew gave a puzzling look before finally answering.
"N-no. Some don't play hockey at all much less every-"
"Is it true you put mayple syrup on everything?"
Matthew turned lightly pink, becayse of the horrible stereotypicalism. Did people really think that about canadians? Nobody remembered him anyway so what did it matter? What was worse to him now what was (your name) thought of him.
"Do canadians give people whatever they want because their 'soo' nice?
It had been weeks since you visited your friend Tino, and since Berwald was technically 'away' for a few days, now would be the perfect to see him alone.
And you had some..things you wanted to show him.
And if Berwald were there things could get...awkward. So it was best he wasn't there.
You stumbled onto the Finnish man's doorway and knocked softly.
Not a moment to soon, he opened the door with a signature smile, the usual smile he had around you.
"Ahh (Name) your here!" he said brightly allowing you inside. "I've missed you!"
"Me too." you smiled back, watching him fumble a little with his necktie and watch you sit down in the living room. The black book in your hands made his brow raise.
You giggled a little.
"Nothing important. But come, sit, I want to ask you a few things."
Without hesitation, he sat down, and waiting for you to begin.
You cleared your throat, and opened the book and gave him a little glance. His expression was completely normal, although he had a l
From what you knew about your Swiss friend Basch, he was cheap, hardcore, and protective of his little sister.
But in your eyes; you say a handsome, caring, and...not a big shopper. Recently, Lili invited you over for cheap tea, which gave your the perfect opportunity to find out more about your secret crush.
When you arrived no one answered the door, until finally a small little girl peered from around the door.
"Oh!" she sighed with relief, "it's you! Come in!"
She stood holding the end of her dress, swaying back and forth softly with a cute blush on her face.
"I've missed you so much (Name)!" she giggled.
You bent over a little to hug her.
"I feel the same way Lili." you smiled.
As you followed her around the house, once you entered the garden you smelled...cheese? And tea?
"We'll be having tea in the garden over here." Lili replied. "Basch said he will be accompanying us."
"H-he will?" you mumbled nervously.
Lili looked at you with such caring, deep eyes, and you couldn't
South Italian Stereotypes...
To say your friend Lovino can get easily angered was an understatement. He'd never admit he was wrong, even if the whole party knew it was his fault.
At least he was nice towards you-and usually just women in general. However as you flipped open your notepad-to reveal your list of 'questions' you were going to ask him-you couldn't help but feel that it was going to end badly.
It was tough to find the few questions you had, but it was definetly worth it. Knocking on Lovino's door, he opened it with a wide mouth like he was expecting someone he didn't like.
"Oh..it is you (Name)." he mumbled, crossing his arms. "You may come in."
"Thanks." you smiled and poked his nose, not watching him blush and rub it as you walked in.
"S-so..why are you here anyway?" he asked, his arms still crossed and his foot tapping like he hadn't much time and needed to be somewhere.
"I have some things I'd like to ask you."
"Pfft. Why?" he asked, not even giving you a chance to state what 'kind' of questions.
HetaliaxReader-Lost my Book-Romania!HetaliaxReader-Lost my Book-Romania has it!
Your eyes shifted from top to bottom of the handsome Romanian coming towards you. Of course though your face began to heat up, becasue he was carrying something very important to you. Your diary, was in his hands, and knowing him, he might not give it back right away..
"Why hello (your name)~" he smiled flashing you a toothy grin. "Look what I found!"
Your diary popped out of his big trench coat sleeve, and in his hands. You smiled, maybe looking so helpless he'll give it back to you right away. He was very mischievous though, and loved to tease you sometimes, becasue that was the person he was. But he never took it to far, he always gave it back in return or stopped when you had enough. He was so nice you melted.
"Why thank you!" you looked from your diary to him, hoping he would take the hint. He smiled, and pulled the book behing his back. Of course. He cho
Cravings Intro (HetaliaxReader)You had been relaxing and enjoying your day with absolutely nothing to do. Getting up from your couch, you decided it was time for a snack. After searching your cupboards and finding nothing snack worthy to eat, you decided to go out.
“What should I eat?” You asked yourself while putting on your shoes.
“Well, what are you craving?” A voice chimed.
“Who’s there?” You asked, stopping mid pull. After getting no response, you sighed. “I must be going crazy. I mean why not? I’m talking to myself after all!”
You step out of your apartment door, close it, and lock it. You stand outside for a minute pondering what the strange voice had said. ‘What am I craving?’
Hetalia x Reader Seven Minutes in Heaven
You were sleeping peacefully until you were rudely awakened by your phone ringing. You rubbed your eyes, yawned, then answered the phone.
"Mmm, hello?" You said.
"____!" America yelled into the phone.
"Al? What are you doing up at this time?!" You said, looking at the clock. It was 4:00 AM.
"Oh, I don't know! Getting ready for my party tonight and I expect you too be there!" He replied.
You knew you didn't have a choice. Last time when you didn't come, Alfred dragged you to his house.
"I don't have a choice. Fine." You agreed.
"Ok! See you at 7:00 PM!" Al said, hanging up.
You were already awake, so might as well do your morning routine. You slowly got up and walked to the bathroom. You looked in the mirror, seeing how messy your hair was. 'Why is hair so complicated!' You thought, while brushing it. After you finally finished brushing it, you brushed your teeth and washed your face. You walked out of your bathroom, almost tripping over your dog in the process. "Sorry, Dusty!" You said
Hetalia x Reader - Playing Hide-And-Seek: IntroIt was another boring day which made your mood drop into the basement. You came home from school and had absolutely nothing to do. So here you were again, lying on your couch in your living room, reading some mangas which you borrowed from Kiku. Until you got distracted, that is. You felt someone repeatedly poking your cheek and looked up to see Feliciano crouching next to you. You sighed and closed the manga you were currently reading.
"Stop that, Feli." Your voice sounded slightly annoyed and angry.
"Ah! I'm sorry bella please don't hurt me!" He cried in return and hid behind Ludwig, shaking like a leaf and sticking his head out. Ludwig only sighed at both your actions. You resumed reading. Next was a hand which was playing with your hair. Again you closed your manga and looked up to see a smiling Antonio leaning over the back of the couch. You simply smacked his hand lightly away.
"Don't touch me." The brown-haired man furrowed his eyebrows and pouted.
"Chica, that wasn't nice..."
Countries in Real Life: Sequels IntroHaving a personified country living with you was not something you ever expected to happen. But you know what they say. Be careful what you wish for because you just might get it. And boy did you get it. You'd wanted something exciting to happen to you and look where you were now. Letting an anime character live with you.
But you could definitely say that things weren't so average for you anymore.
Hetalia - Seven Minutes In Heaven Or Hell (Intro)“Why not, dude!”
“Kesesesese! I didn’t know you actually liked this type of games, _____!”
“Ohnohnohnohnohn… little ______ wants to play pervy, oui?”
“Oh, guys, shut up!!! I just proposed a game!!!”
In fact, that was not an ordinary game. It was 7 minutes in heaven or hell. We all know the rules!
You’ll be locked in a closet for seven minutes, with someone random, who you will random choose picking up the object they’ll put in a top hat. Who knows what will happen in there!!!
“It’s settled guys! We will play this!!! ALRIGHT EVERYONE! PUT SOMETHING IN IGGY’S TOP HAT!”
He grab Iggy’s hat and ran around the place,
“Bloody wanker! Give me back my top hat!”
“Kesese! England, don’t be un-awesome!!!”
England just snorted. He knew what was going to happen…
Finally, everyone put an object in the hat, even you did.
Prussia grabbed a microph
Living In Hetalia (Intro) [Hetalia X Reader]
You just got home from your last day of school and you where exhausted but thankfully it was time for summer vacation!
You walk into your room, popping in one of your headphones and turn on your Hetalia playlist, which consisted of every song you could find that was related to the show.
You loved watching anime and as a recently you've been on a craze about a resent anime show that your best friend [best friend's name] showed you called Hetalia. Your favorite character was [Fave Country's name] because you thought that he/she was awesome! (Of course not as awesome as Prussia)
You take out your sleep over bag (if you don't have one (I'm probably the only one who does but oh well...) just pretend you dumped all of your school crap out of your backpack and onto your desk or something...just not in the trash!) and start putting in things for about a month's worth; like clothes, bathroom stuff, hairties, any drawing supply's, laptop, laptop charger, phone charger, along with anything else y
2p!Hetalia x Reader ~ Kidnapped ~It was dark. You couldn't move and every time you did a tight sensation
could be felt on your wrists. You could feel yourself being in a chair
with your arms behind your back.You could bearly recall the last thing that happened before you were knock out.
~~ FLASHBACK ~~
You were walking down the street away from you school towards home.
You just couldn't wait to get home and watch your favorite show.
The name of said show was "Hetalia." You were in love with the show and
it's characters as well, too. Even though your parents thought it was unhealthy
for you to be watching nothing but that show, as long as you did your chores and
got good grades they were rather fine with it.
You had recently discovered a new hetalia trend called "2P!Hetalia."
At first, you were not attracted to the characters who were the complete opposites
of the originals, but you had seem to be in love with them as well.
Anyway it had gotten dark a lot early than normal so you quickly made your
Hetalia x Reader- Beyond the Looking Glass Intro~
-this is a series that will involve many different situations involving many different countries who will eventually end up with you, the beloved reader.
Please forgive the long description of your belongings, they all are important for the continuation of this story . Thank you!
Read happily and read on my young padawon -//Star Wars reference = shot//-
It was a long day from work/school. You were both mentally and physically exhausted. The only thing that kept your body moving was the motivation that your bed was eagerly waiting for you with its soft covers and fluffy pillows. Oh! And don’t forget that poster with all your Hetalia characters on it! Yes, you were a megafan of Hetalia, almost to the point of obsession; but there was one character you greatly admired. Who am I kidding? You were absolutely IN LOVE with Mr. Sexy (fav Hetalia character)!!!
As you walked to the front door of your house, and took out your keys. But sadly as you took them out of your pant
Ever had one of those days when you think it can't worse and then it does? That was the kind of day you were having.
First you woke up late for work. The ONLY time you were late to work. And what does your boss do? He fired you. To make matters worse your A-hole boyfriend was a total jack-ass about it when you had called him up crying. AND the parking meter had run out and now you had a 50 dollar fine. And to top it all of your gold fish had died.
You tapped the steering wheel of your car in annoyance. It was taking forever for the stupid light to change. You leaned your head back and sighed.
A sign across the street caught your attention. You squinted, not quite able to believe what it said. "Hetalia Cat Emporium." You stared, what a weird name for a shop.
A honk from behind startled you. Giving the guy the finger, you made a sharp turn and pulled into the parking lot.
A cat just might be the t
Links to all the Stereotype Stories done..Here's all the links!!~
British Stereotypes: http://fav.me/d5p2ivx
American Stereotypes: http://fav.me/d5p2n99
German Stereotypes: http://fav.me/d5p2r7j
Canadian Stereotypes: http://fav.me/d5p2vs4
Russian Stereotypes: http://fav.me/d5p30cb
Italian Stereotypes: http://fav.me/d5p3wmi
French Stereotypes: http://fav.me/d5p3ywt
Norwegian Stereotypes: http://fav.me/d5p57lr
Japanese Stereotypes: http://fav.me/d5p85wq
Scottish Stereotypes: http://fav.me/d5pbwg6
Chinese Stereotypes: http://fav.me/d5pcxe8
Icelandic Stereotypes: http://fav.me/d5pg8of
Prussian Stereotypes: http://fav.me/d5q76h5
Belarusian Stereotypes: http://fav.me/d5sajp8
Swedish Stereotypes: http://fav.me/d5san9c
Spanish Stereotypes: http://fav.me/d5upz4h
Lithuanian Stereotypes: http://fav.me/d5zu158
South Italian Stereotypes: http://fav.me/d5zu3lx
Finnish Stereotypes: http://fav.me/d6nud6q
NEW!Swiss Stereotypes: http://fav.me/d72vofw
NEW!Australian Stereotypes: http://fav.me/d748t0v
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