waahhh!! heres a Kano and Hibiya moment minna~ I hope you like it. its not really the original picture, since I gave it to a friend wo is faraway from me now~ so there you have it~
Never Alone [Canada X Reader]"Mattie..?"
You whispered through the door hole of the young Canadian's room. 'What had happened?' you think to yourself. Maybe it had something to do with that boy from Cuba? Or maybe it's because of that attractive British boy in school? Or we don't know, maybe it's because of his brother. Whatever the answer was, this was the result; Matthew locking himself up in his room.
"Mattie, come on." You softly call.
You heard sniffles from the other side and figured that he was sitting just infront of his door.
"Mattie, please..?" You pleaded for him to open the door.
"Is it really that hard, [Name]..?" He asked softly, just in between his hiccups. "Is it really /that/ hard to remember me?"
You sighed as your heart started to break from his question. It wasn't hard for /you/, why is it hard for them? It didn't make any sense. Or are they just ignoring him? Why would they, though? It's not like he did anything mean to them. There wasn't a reason for them to ignore him.
You snap back i
Origami [Romano X Reader]You were folding, yet again, another marguerite. What can you say? You loved making an origami marguerite. It was just so complicated and difficult that it kinda challenged you to make it perfectly, and now that you did, well, you just couldn't stop yourself anymore.
You loved making flower origami-- all kinds of it actually. May it be paper planes, boats, flowers or animals, you were never too tired to try an learn a new type of fold. And since you were quite well with your hands , nothing ever stopped you to do so.
"What the fuck it that?" A certain brunette blurted out besides you, his face painted with a look of disgust. It didnt really bother you anymore, though since he's been doing that for as long as you could remember.
"It's origami, duh." You replied without giving as much as a glance at him, and just continuing your work.
"Well freakin' stop it!!" He demanded.
"And why should I do that?" You asked challengingly, a small smirk planted on your face.
"Because I said so, dammit!
Everything Seemed Perfect [Norway X Reader]You sat on a chair, just outside the principal's office. You were new to the school and just moved in from [City]. Your dad's job was moved here and he just had to take you with him, since you're the only one he's got.
"Mrs.[L.Name]." The secretary behind the desk called.
You hurried to the desk and smiled shyly at the woman behind. "Yes ma'am?"
"Here's your locker key Mrs.[L.Name]." She smiled, handing you the key.
You took, said thank you and went on your way.
As you walked, hundreds of students walked right past you, ignoring the new girl in school. The hallway seemed crowded, so you squeezed yourself though the next corridor. Your face brightened at the sight of your locker. You walked up to it and was about to open it when three boys came to interrupt you.
"Hey there, you new here?" The one in the middle asked. He seemed to be the leader of the three.
You simply nod.
"Cool. I'm the Awesome Gilbert!" He stated proudly. "That there," He pointed to a blonde who was holdin
Cookies [Norway X Reader]"What do you mean you're leaving?!" Mathias exclaimed, his eyes fixed on Berwald. "You can't survive a single war without ME!"
"I'm sorry. But I need my Independence." Berwald stated firmly.
"You're just saying that!" Mathias countered, "But after you do gain Independence, you're just gonna crawl back to me for support!"
"I won't do that. I have Tino with me and--" He was cut off mid-sentence by Mathias' rage.
"Don't say that like you mean it! Sooner or later you will come to me for support! And don't think I will give you support, 'cause hell I won't!" Mathias was infuriated, just the thought of Berwald wanting Independence from him felt like a horn growing on his heart. Was he not enough for Berwald's happiness?
Not thinking twice, Mathias flung himself at Berwald and crashed his fist on the Swedish's face. Tino tried to get between then but Berwald stopped him. He knew that fighting back would just make matters more worse.
Not being able to do anything, Tino plastered himself
Other Half [Denmark X Reader]"Oh! Sure Tino! I'd love to come! Mhmm! I'll be right over!" You smile delightfully as you put down the phone, quickly running up to your room to change your clothes. You were invited over to Tino's place for a 'get together' party he and Berwald held up. You were pretty nervous though, Tino is your bestfriend, but you never actually met his brothers.
You slipped on some jeans and put on your favorite [color] shirt and went on your way. As you knock on the house's door, it creaked open revealing your blonde bestfriend standing infront of you. His grin was unmistakable, he was so excited he could throw a tv out the window.
"[Name]!!" He exclaimed, pulling you in, "Finally you're here! C'mone! Make yourself at home, drink something, shove something in your mouth, it's a party!" He says excitedly, leading you in.
The place was packed with people you knew, and people that weren't really familiar to you. You looked around to see Arthur and Francis bickering, Alfr
Promise Me [Prussia X Reader]You knock on the door, a smile was visible on your face as you waited for it to open. Then, as expected, it did, revealing Ludwig at the door. He looked rather sad. You knew exactly why. But despite that, you tried your best to keep the smile on you face hanging.
"Hi Ludwig! Is Gil around?" You asked.
He gave a sad smile, he knew why you were here, and he was glad that you'd take the time for his brother, "He's.. In his room."
You nod, then made your way up Gilbert's room.
Standing outside, you tentatively knock on the door.
"Th-The," there was a pause, "The Awesome Pru-- Gilbert isn't here--.." A slight crack on his voice, ended his sentence.
You slid down on his floor and leaned your head against it. You sighed. The smile on your face has long been deteriorated, and a pained look had replaced it.
"Gil. Please Open the door." You pleaded. He can't stay in there. He needs company. Who'd want to be alone in their time of need? Certainly not him.
"Gil. I know you don't wa
It's Fine if You Can't See [Iceland X Reader]You stand under a tree as your feet sink in the snow below. You look around to see the pond frozen before you, the moonlight reflecting from its glass like structure. And as cued, the Aurora started to show, which emitted hues of blue and violet to spread across the sky. It was a wonderful sight.
As you began to walk, you come across a certain silver haired boy, sitting just beside the pond's frozen water.
"Emil?" You called, slowly approaching the boy, "What are you doing here?"
He looked up, his face void of emotion except for the only thing you recognized. Grief. He was lonely. He was alone. He needed you.
"Emil. Is there something wrong?" You ask.
"Nothing, " he replied, slowly standing up. "Nothing is wrong." He took in a deep breath, then made his way to the forest which surrounded the pond.
Without thinking it through, you quickly moved to his front, stopping him in his tracks. As you took a good look at his face, his eyebrows were crooked. He was burdened. Pained. What was wron
Just Call my Name [Canada X Reader]World War II. Your country is in the verge of falling. But luckily, you had shot the las pt mas standing on the battle field. But alas, you had a gunshot just beside your heart. You knew you were going to die. No doubt about that. You just wished you could see him, one last time.
Fresh tears rolled down your cheek as you looked around. Dead, bloodied bodies were scattered everywhere of your comrades and enemies. None were breathing except you, and even yours started to weaken.
All you could think about now, was Matthew. And how you really wished for him to be here. But in your situation, it seemed impossible. He didnt even know where you were or if you were in trouble or not.
Your vision started to blur as more blood made its way out of your chest. You fell to the ground, clutching your bleeding wound.
In the other side of the world, a man with blonde hand, clutched his bleeding arm as he turned around to face the field of soldiers infront of him.on the ground, lay lif