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Courtship. - America x Reader.You met him on a cloudy day in the marketplace. The sky looked as if it was about to rain, or call out with thunder and spark through the dark. A large light cracked through the sky, and you flinched from the sudden sound - but there was someone more frightened.

"That scared me peeless!" You giggled at that new term as the rain started to pour. "Lady! You're going to catch a cold!" You waved him off, signaling it would be okay.

"I'm (Name)! And you?"

"Alfred F. Jones! The Hero!" You laughed. There was no such as a hero. "Your dress is swapping the floor! It's going to get dirty!"

"It's alright," you sigh. "These dresses and high heels are

Host Kiss: America and Reader:Host Kiss: America and Reader:

It was a dark day in history for some people, the last bit of happiness being taken from their lives after the incident. You just shrugged it off only feeling a bit disappointed about it and not realizing until you got home how this would affect you.

You knew Alfred would be slightly affected by the turn of events, but not so much that when you got home you wouldn’t see him sitting on the couch with a loose tie, hunched over a video game control while the TV reflected off his glasses as he killed who knows what in the game, having either a container of instant macaroni or a warm bag of food from McDonal

America x Reader ~ Late Night VisitorYou were asleep in your bed, comfortable as can be. The covers were warm, your pillows were soft. There you were curled into a peaceful ball in your bed when you were suddenly harshly woken up by a very loud banging on your front door.

Grumbling, you forced yourself out of your bed and groggily made your way towards the constant banging. You were still grumbling when you opened the door to see the large nation of America standing at your doorway. He was sobbing while hugging onto his pillow.

"Dude, (Country Name), I watched this scary movie at Japan's place earlier today and now I swear I can hear noises in my house! And Britain won't let m

Waiting. - America x Reader.You were officially out of gas after hurricane - no, post-tropical Sandy.

So therefore, on this cold November night - you stand on the long line of people for gas.

And so far, it's been three long hours. You were close to snapping and just head home.

Your hands now tucked in the pockets of your warm jacket, headphones in your ears and feet shoving the fuel tank as the line slowly went.

You felt a familiar tone ring in your pocket as your teeth chattered again, hand fishing for your phone.

Alfred's name popped up on the caller ID as you hit answer, shivering. "H-Hey, Al."

"What's the matter?" His voice of concern knocked you on your face

America x Reader:America x Reader: K-I-S-S-I-N-G

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You were invited to another one of your friend Gilbert's pointless parties.

This particular party was quite different, though. It was being held on July 4, at 8:00: your best friend Alfred's birthday. You had noticed that he had been acting incredibly strange around you, and almost ignoring you. He responded to your paragraph-long text with "K."
You had figured that he was just having some off days, but those so-called "off days" had turned into "off weeks".

Before the party, you slipped into a black tank top and a pair of jeans. Your hair was in a

Tickle. - Germany x Reader.Thunders met outside your window as you stared at the blond German sitting next to you right now.

"Hey, Luddy?" The German turned at his nickname being called. "We should play a game."

"Nein." Man, he was always boring when it comes to games!

"Ja!" You tried your best at speaking German without mocking it. You heard the German sigh in defeat.

"What is it...?"

You then jumped on him and began to tickle him. Ludwig didn't laugh.

He wasn't ticklish?!

"Was that it?" Your eyes churn up to look into his blue as you felt yourself being flipped over, and now rolling around in laughter.

The house echoed your laughter as you kept yelling stop,

AmericaxReader - Studying TricksAmericaxReader – Studying Tricks

"Finally! It's over!" You plopped down into the comforts of your sofa, letting your body sink into the [F/C] fabric. You had just returned from a rough week a school and you couldn't be any happier. With all the studying for upcoming midterms, stupid children, and strict teachers, well, you were exhausted! And who could blame you? You were just about ready to fall into dreamland when something interrupted you.

A loud series of knocks were delivered to your front door, almost sounding like they were going to bust it down with the force put into them. With that, an even louder voice followed it

Strip Club Prank Call- AmericaxReaderToday was an extremely crappy day for you. You bombed an extremely important test in one of your classes, the lunch was pure shit… just about anything that could go wrong did. You were so grateful to get out of class that day.

But at least you'd get to hang out with Alfred now! He was your best friend, and as such always knew what to do to cheer you up. Though you kind of felt like he wouldn't be able to help you out this time, since this was a really bad funk, you figured it'd at least be fun!

Oh boy, how wrong you were. About him not being able to cheer you up that is. Alfred could sense your despair as soon as he saw you. For a guy who w

Nantucket. - America x Reader.Meeting Alfred F. Jones for the first time was quite the thing.

His interesting personality; jaunty, obnoxious and definitely loud was a great factor.

With his cowlick - Nantucket and glasses - Texas; it was already like America packed in one.

And for some odd reason, his friends did call him America. Why? You didn't know.

Yet.

...

Alfred came rushing into your room one morning after a short sleepover, as he was begging you to watch horror movies with him - but it all ended badly, with Alfred literally on you, about to wet his pants from his level of fright.

"(Name)!" You heard him yell over the top of his lungs.

"What is it, Al?" You

AmericaxReader Movies -Oneshot-

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"Alfred, are sure you want to see this?"

"Of c-c-course!!"

It was noisy Saturday night, people up and down the streets. Alfred made you go to the movies with him. You expected him to see some dumb,funny movie but it wasn't. Instead it was a really,bloody movie. You glanced at Alfred, he was standing quite normal, but knowing him, deep inside he was about to cry. You stiffly laughed, as you walk to the ticket booth. 'Arthur is going to kill me for doing this to Alfred.'

"Two ticket to (random scary movie.)"

"Here you go, m'am."

You thanked the man, and went t

AmericaXxXxSick!Reader"Alright, class. Today we are reading in-"
"Achoo!"
"-our books. So turn to page-"
"Achoo!"
"-314 and begin reading the fourth-"
"Achoo!"
"paragraph. Then write a sum-"
"Achoo!"
The teacher slammed her hands down on her desk.
"Miss [L/n]! If you do not wish to pay attention in my class, you should just leave. You can easily go to the principal's office!" She yelled.
"I could eabily go do da durse's office, doo." You replied as you sniffed.
The teacher's ees softened as she saw your red face and slightly runny nose.
"Miss [L/n], if you could tone it down that would be nice."
"Des, ma'am." You said as you sniffed again.
On side of

Overheated: England and ReaderOverheated: England and Reader:

You loved the beach, the sand, the ocean, collecting shells and the boardwalk. The surfer boys were a definite plus.

So of course when you chose your apartment you made sure to get one by the beach, expensive but worth the oceans lullaby.

Even the light seemed to be different. You woke up that morning with a softer light bathing your room and the hushed sound of waves, they themselves waking up.

You stretched and smiled, actually happy to be up in the morning, something that had definitely changed since you had moved there from the noisy city.

You made a cup of coffee and went out to your balcony to watch

EnglandXxXxReader"Bloody hell!" An angry British man yelled.
"I-I'm sorry!" A [h/c] haired girl yelled.
"[Name] do you know how long it took me to get enough money to buy this!?" He yelled, holding up his laptop.
"N-no....but I said I was sorry! It was an accident!" You yelled back.
"How the bloody hell do you accidentally break a laptop screen!?"
"B-But I was us-"
Arthur sighed and started rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"You know what, [Name]? Maybe you should just go home."
"But-"
He glared at you.
"I said go!"
You stepped back with wide eyes as you stared at him in shock.
You stomped to his door.
"Fine."
You turned around towards him with te

Why don't You Love Me?-EnglandxReaderI find you enriching, a person beyond me yet at the same time so far behind. You have a tang to you that I'm not to sure I like, and so I keep tasting and tasting hoping to figure it out. I've yet to and you think I'd grow bored with you but you have a way of entrancing people. Maybe it's those eyes or perhaps that delicate smile, I've yet to figure it out.. I hope to one day though. Which isn't good, I'm not suppose to care this much you know? It just isn't the way things are meant to be. Yet you have wound your way into my system and become much like the coffee I hate, addictive. It's why I refuse to drink that dark slosh, it's rather amusi

Last Day. - England x Reader.Today was the last day you'd spent with your English gentleman before he would return to his hometown after a two years business trip.

Here you were, spending the last day watching movies with Arthur, your head on his lap. You smiled, looking up at his green-eyes, blond hair and his perfect features. You saw him glance back down at you as you hurriedly look away back to the television. Arthur's hand began stroking your hair. "What's the matter, love?"

"N-Nothing," you answered. "It's just that... I know I'll miss you when you leave tomorrow." Arthur stopped stroking your hair as the words came out of your mouth.

"I know," he said sighing.

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Advertisement. - America x Reader.

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"Don't call a girl a dude!" The radio was on advertisement as the music was on hold.

"That is totally messed up!" You knew Alfred had a comeback. "You like it when I call you dude, right - (Name)!?"

No. Not really.

"Yeah, sure." Alfred only pouted at your answer, as if he knew you were being sarcastic. "I mean, not every girl likes that attitude on them, Al..."

"But you do, right?"

"I guess I'm okay with it. I got used to it with you already."

"I knew you were the best!" Now, he was grinning like never before.

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"There's a McDonald, dude! Pull up! I want some fries and coke!" You sighed as you pulled up to the drive thru, waiting in the long lines of cars.

Finally, when it was your turn, Alfred interrupted you and spew out food names randomly; like large fries, Big Mac, cheeseburger meal, large coke, Oreo McFlurry... And so on.

Never had you eaten McDonald this expensive, and resulting in your empty wallet.

When it came down to the last three fries, Alfred came up with an idea.

"Let's play a game."

"What game?"

"The Fries Challenge." Alfred only put the tip of the fry in his mouth as the other half dangled, waiting for you.

It wasn't like you never had feelings for the American. You took in the other half as the two of you began chewing, competing for the middle.

Came time for the midpoint as you darted for the fry, swallowing it instinctively. The American had his lips on yours, tongue exploring your mouth - more or less looking for the fry.

He knew you had swallowed it, but he was enjoying this himself.

You returned the same pleasure by slipping into his mouth, the two curling and fighting for dominance and territory.

It wasn't until five minutes later did the two of you pull away for air.

You were panting as he was smirking.

"The hero always wins, dude."

"But you didn't get the fry."

"That wasn't the goal. You enjoyed it, so I won!" You smacked him on the head. "Ow!" Alfred only pulled you closer to him by your collar, whispering into your ear. "I love you."

"I love you too."

"Never call a girl a dud-" You turned off the radio in time to pull the American into another kiss.

He could call you dude anytime.

Advertisement. - America x Reader.by =HillsOfSilence

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So I find this fun to do and I heard the advertisement like from the radio, immediately thinking of America. Great job, Hetalia references everywhere these days.

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