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Hetalia Stories

LiteratureNorway X Teacher!Reader REQUESTThe parents of Emil Bondevik are late. You're a student teacher in Nordic Europe, only working here for the semester. This is only your first day, but already, Emil's parents are late. You're cleaning the board, watching Emil out of the corner of your eye as he draws a puffin-like bird with a pink bowtie and a black belly. You smile to yourself before sitting down next to him. "That's a lovely bird," you comment sweetly. "It's Mr. Puffin," the little kid says. "That's my pet bird." You are melting inside from how absolutely adorable this little boy is. "I've never seen a puffin with a black belly before," you comment as your finger light

LiteratureHome. Sweden x ReaderWomen were not allowed to have their own businesses--young, single women--but these two secured a partnership. The shop was owned by Berwald Oxenstierna, the noted cold statue within the village, though he had a soft spot for the children. Some of the items in his shop were hand-made and carved by him, the others were (Name)'s own crafts, the recent-orphaned young lady lived near the edge of the woods. Sometimes, (Name) gave him her hand-made toys, however most of the time she gave him the sketches of her ideal toys. If her handmade ones got sold, Berwald gave her the full profit. Despite her beautiful craftsmanship, it took (Name) a

LiteratureNorway x Reader | Blizzard NightsIt was cold. I squirmed beneath my blanket, curling my frozen toes and breathing life into my fingers. The storm was making a racket outside, scraping branches against the windows and moaning like vengeful ghosts down the street. Great plumes of snow whipped and pirouetted in a vehement dance, blockading everyone inside their homes and blurring night visibility to absolute zero. I blindly reached for my phone on the coffee table and immediately retracted my hand back under the covers. The screen flickered on and I cringed at the bright light. It was two in the morning. The blizzard had been raging for about six or seven hours now and didn

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LiteraturePrussia x Reader - Awesome ConfessionIntro ...Prussia. Gilbert was… annoying, for lack of a better word. Not ‘annoying’ as in you wanted to beat him up all the time – though you would admit, there were occasions where you felt a good smack was necessary – but ‘annoying’ as in you could tolerate him, but if you had the choice, you’d prefer not to have to deal with Gilbert’s constant rants of ‘awesomeness’. How your albino friend got into the habit of calling himself awesome every five minutes, you’d never know. “Mein Gott, I am so awesome!” ’And there he goes,’ you thought with a

LiteratureCanada x Reader - Plushie ConfessionIntro ...Canada. Sleepovers with Matthew and his brother Alfred always proved themselves to be eventful. Whether or not that was a good thing, you’ve yet to decide. “Matthew, help! Your– brother– is– choking– me!” “C-C’mon now Alfred, let _____ go, it’s just a movie–” “NO! Oh god, DO NOT OPEN THAT CLOSET!” Having completely disregarded Matthew’s attempts at making Alfred let you go, the American instead chose to grab onto Matthew too, ensnaring him in his death grip in his fit of fear. Why did you accept their invitation for a sleepover again? O

LiteratureEngland x Reader - Drunken ConfessionIntro …England. If there was one thing you hated the most, it had to be people attempting to contact you when you were trying so desperately to sleep. What time was it again? Gaze flickering to your nightstand where a digital clock rested, you exhaled a sigh once your eyes skimmed over the bright numbers. 1:21 AM You should be asleep by now, but no – instead, whoever controlled your fate decided to pull a jerk move and force you awake due to your phone going off. At first, your phone only went off once, signaling that you’d received one text. Normally you ignored things like that, dismissing it as something you could r