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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.
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.
"Stop...all of you!"
"What if (your name) doesn't..."
"THAT'S ENOUGH YOU WANKERS!"
England, was preparing something special for you, on account it had been a full year since you two became friends. He invited you over for tea, and you were going to be over in almost an hour. Now, before this, some of his magical friends came by and decided to visit him. So far, things weren't working out.
Arthur began to pout before setting a tea bag into the pot he was using. He set up two cups on a nice try with little scones and biscuits. He smiled thinking of you enjoying them. He rememberd the day he first met you. The day you asked him for some paper at the world meeting. You got into a conversation after he asked; "Why? Nothing's important about meetings anyway." and became good friends after that. You were able to get along with Sealand better then he could, even America noticed how much you two spent together. Most countires wou
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
"Does everyone in america have a gun?"
Alfred F. Jones: also known as America, turned to see his friend (your name), surfing the internet, a keen look in her eyes as she scanned each word on the depicted site she was on.
"Whaa-dude what you readin'?" Alfred just chuckled, hoping she would ignore not getting an answer.
Well that sure wasn't gunna happen.
"Does everyone in america have a gun?" she asked again, earing only a yawn and a stretch from Alfred.
"No (your name), not EVERYONE in america has a gun."
"Okay.." she mumbled, and continued to search on the same sight. A few moments later, while Alfred was chowing down on a tastely hamburger, (your name)'s voice rang through his ears before he could even taste the meat or lettuce.
"What now dude?" he asked, hoping she'd be quick so he could get on with his meal.
"Is it ture that everyone in America eats Macdonald's on an everyday basis?"
Alfred had to think for a moment.
"Nope, dude...why you-"
"Are american people always racist?"
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
"(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.
For the longest time; your eyes were glued to the handsome man sitting across the room.
He was tall, with gleaming brown hair and lovely pale green eyes. And he just so happened to be the country of Australia. And you were... well...human.
What an unhappy coincidence that you two happened to be at the same meeting, listening to Germany and America ramble on and on about...what were they saying? Oh yes, you were too distracted by the man's good looks and stunning arm muscles.
You sighed and shivered at the though of him well...touching you. His strong, muscular arms reaching forward and--
"(Name)?" a small Sealand poked your side. "I have a question for you."
"hmm?" you questioned, "sure, shoot."
"Well, since your just a human," he said, "how long do people generally live? I mean, you musn't got long to live then--"
Your mouth dropped as you watched him sway his head back and forth asking such a horrible question in such an..innocent way.
How could he do that??
"(Name)(Name) are you goi
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?’
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 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..."
The Doors Intro."Yo ______! Where are you?!" your friend Alfred yelled as he scanned the forest in search of you.
Currently he was trying to get you to go to one of his outrageous parties, which you had no intention of going to, but he always pestered you and you detested that so you hid in the closest forest when you saw him coming.
"I guess she went inside" Alfred mumbled exiting the forest, you sighed in relief as he left and you got up to exit as well.
You tried but you slipped on your execution of the task and felt yourself tumbling farther into the bush.
What you had failed to see in the bush was the giant rabbit hole, and you were falling right into it!
You felt yourself plummet into the blackness of it, but as soon as you fell you instantly knocked out.
You slowly regained consciousness and you realized you were in a bed, when only a moment ago you had been in a forest.
"This is very odd" you murmured as you looked about the room taking in the luxurious furniture and the odd doors surrounding
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
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
Hetaloid! Hetalia x Reader ~intro~It was your birthday. one of the best days of your life. What you've been asking for though, was a Hetaloid. But, you didn't know which one you wanted, there was to many to pick from.
They were the most popular things of the century, some of your friends even had some.
you invited (friend #1),(friend #2), and (friend #3) to celebrate your birthday with you. Of course, your family as well.
~*baby timeskip of Prussian awesomeness*~
so now it was time presents. one of your most favorite times of any birthday party.
"______~ open mine first~!" (friend #1) yelled. After that, all of your friends had a miniature fight of whose present you should open first. you sighed in defeat.
"OK! how about a little game of rock-paper-scissors?" you asked. they all reluctantly agree. Until your mom butted in.
"Or, she could open her parents first. After all, we are her familly," she gave you friends an intimidating stare. everybody gulped. "Right, _____~?" she suddenly asked.
you gave a shaky nod. then yo
Late Night Hetalia Deal IntroYou sat boredly on your couch flipping through the channels just looking for something to watch.Glancing at your wall clock you noticed the time: 10:42 pm. Groaning you threw the remote aside and covered your head with a pillow from the couch.
All you really wanted to do was watch your favorite anime Hetalia. But due to your laziness you did not get up and put one of the numerous D.V.D.s you owned of it into your D.V.D. Player.
But aside from that you had a secret desire. To be able to live or at least meet a character from the Hetalia world. You began playing some of the crazy adventures the countries went through again in your head until a voice from the T.V. caught your attention.
“HELLO HETALIA FANGIRLS OF EARTH! My name is TheComicGal and do I have a deal for you! Today we are currently looking for people available to host some Hetalia characters for free!
We have all your favorites: Italy, England, Germany, America, and the whole crew. Plus we have tons of versions also! We
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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