Sunflower. - Russia x Reader.You were now sitting in the sunflower field, crying about the loss of your Grandmother.Your Grandmother had loved you as if you were her precious; and now she's gone."Grandma...""Privet," you turned around to spy a tall, gray haired man. "I'm Ivan.""I'm (Name).""Aren't you afraid of me... (Name)? I'm a big monster... I'm cold as snow, and cruel like a General Winter.""I don't see why I should be afraid of you." Ivan's hand reached out for yours. "Why were you crying?""My Grandmother passed away today."Tears started to spring again. You took support on Ivan's shoulder as Ivan's finger brushed the tears away."It's alright, it'
Nutella. - Italy x Reader."Vee~ (Name)! Do you know where the Nutella is?"The Italian was closing in.Hurriedly, you hid the Nutella behind you, closing the cap."Mmm," you hummed. "Nope."Feliciano looked at you suspiciously. "You were just eating it, weren't you!?""N-N-""You don't have to lie! I see it! You didn't wipe the Nutella off your mouth!""What! My flawless steal has been revealed?!" You took the napkin closest to you and wiped the Nutella off the corner of your mouth."Now," Feliciano closed in, binding your movement by locking your wrist - his brown, hazel eyes dazzled into your own. "Where is the Nutella?""As much as I love you, Feli." You p
Approval. - France x Reader.France. The country of love, beaut and strikes. Not to mention flirting and romantic red roses nonetheless. "Mademoiselle, are you lost?" You twirled around in your red dress as the wind settled. The blonde haired man winked and only blew a kiss. He was most definitely French and nothing else. "Y-Y-O-Oui." "Ah, mademoiselle. You speak French?" "N-No..." You felt ashamed. "Then I must take you on a tour of my beautiful country, oui?" Wait. This is a sudden sequence of matter. Let's back up. Arrived in France yesterday. You nodded to confirm that event in mind. Went out and got lost today. You nodded again as a warm
Camp. - Germany x Reader.You had joined camp with your ex- of a boyfriend who had registered for you without consent. You showed up nonetheless, with a beaming smile. Your ex of a boyfriend was a German; tough, demanding and haughty. He always had something - just something for his country, like - a nationalistic pride. Whenever you talk about (your native country), he'd tinker your temper about how Germany was waaaaaaaaay better; and worst - in so many repetitive ways. Tonight was going to be the parting night, where the whole camp would have to sit amongst each other, look at each other and talk about how this camp for them. For you? Nothing but a disaster and
Best. - Germany x Reader.October 3rd.It was the German's birthday today. His messy, unfixed hair was juxtaposing the fact that he was completely ready for his birthday.You felt his blue eyes look into your (e/c) as he sat up on the bed.And what's worse - it's raining beautifully outside. You thought that the rain was going to end quickly, but that wasn't so. It had been ongoing for the past six hours."Happy Birthday, Ludwig."His smile was enough to tell that he was satisfied."Thank you." His blue eyes traced itself to the closed window, watching the pouring rain. "Guess we can only spend my birthday indoor.""It's alright," you sighed. "We'll make it wor
Left and Right. - Catarina (Tuscany OC) x Germany.Catarina looked to her right.There only sat her annoying brother, Veneziano.She looked to her left.There sat a Ludwig, looking pained sitting in the same room as Veneziano, who only keeps murmuring about pizza, and random shouts of pasta would fill the room every two seconds."Brother, would you return home tonight? I'm getting tired.""Ve~ Sure, Catarina! I have something to settle with onii-chan too~" With that, Veneziano was out of the house before Catarina could speak another word."Ludwig, are you alright?" Catarina's hand was placed on Ludwig's shoulder."I'm alright," the blonde's hand touched hers to reassure her. "Would you