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"'Don't worry', they say. 'You can talk to me', they say. BIATCH, YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!!

Gianna, October 29, 2021

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"Yes I smile, I smile a lot. But behind that smile, is a broken heart."

Isan Yin, (Last week) October 20, 2021

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Life as Greenland! Chapter 2: Baking Session!

(Hetalia Nordics x Fem!Greenland!Reader)

(I do not own the fanart above ^)

I will be using their human names in this fanfic: Denmark = Mathias Køhler Norway = Lukas Bondevik Iceland = Emil Steilsson Finland =  Tino Väinämöinen Sweden = Berwald Oxenstierna Greenland = (Y/n) Køhler

Keys: (h/c) = hair color (n/n) = nickname (f/c/f) = favourite cookie flavour.

December 2, ____

1st PERSON’S POV:

I woke up to a delicious and mouth watering scent of something in the kitchen. As I opened my eyes, I noticed I was in an unfamiliar place. Where was I? Surely, I was still inside the Nordic household. 

I stood up from the comfortable bed and walked to the desk. On top of it were some framed pictures of me, and big brother Mathias. And beside them, was a small note.

𝒢𝑜𝒹 𝒹𝒶𝑔, 𝓁𝒾𝓁𝓁𝑒𝓈ø𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇! 𝐼𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝓌𝑒𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝓇𝑜𝑜𝓂! 𝐼 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓉 𝒶𝓈 𝓂𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒶𝓈 𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊!

~𝐻𝓊𝑔𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓀𝒾𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓈, 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝒻 𝒩𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝓃 𝐸𝓊𝓇𝑜𝓅𝑒!

Giggling, I smiled. I love you too, big brother. I then left my new room and went to the kitchen, curious of the gorgeous smell that has been tempting me since I woke up.

In the kitchen, I found Tino making pancakes! 

“Good Morning Tino!” I greeted, smiling.

He must have been surprised because he jumped. “Oh, good morning (Y/n)! I didn’t expect you to be up so early! I was just making some breakfast. Would you like some?” Tino offered.

“Gee, thanks a lot Tino! But I think we should wait for the others. Can I help with anything?” I asked.

Tino was in thought for a moment, then shook his head. “There’s not really anything to do anymore. Do you have something in mind?”

I grinned. “Why don’t we bake some cookies!”

Tino smiled as well, and nodded. “I also got some baking supplies yesterday! I wanted to show you, but Emil told us that you had fallen asleep already. Mathias told us that you liked (f/c/f), so I got us some filling!”

I hugged Tino tightly. “Thankyouthankyouthankyou sooo much!! That’s my favorite flavor!!”

“You're welcome! Why don’t we start baking? I’ll just get the supplies first.” He said.

Let’s just say, baking with Tino was one of the best things I’ve ever done!!

I think we stirred the batter way too much, we took a teensy weensy little taste of it, and we put a LOT of sugar!! And then we put them in the oven!

Tino and I smiled at each other, excited for the cookies to finish. But then, he looked at me with an emotion I couldn’t quite recognize, and his face went a bit red. 

Worried, I went closer to him and put my hand on his forehead.

“Umm, (Y/n)? What’re you doing?” He asked, confused.

“Your face is red. I hope you don’t have a fever…” I replied.

He giggled. “No, I’m fine! Trust me. It’s just there’s some batter on your cheek. Would you like me to get that for you?”

I retracted my hand from his face, and nodded. Slowly, his face got closer and closer to mine. Our faces were mere centimeters apart, and I could feel heat rising to my face. Just before our lips met, his face swerved and kissed my cheek, and he licked his lips.

“The batter’s gone now, (n/n)!” Tino smiled, a small pink on his cheeks. Suddenly however, his smile dropped. “You uh... You don’t mind if I call you (n/n), do you?” He asked. 

“It’s alright, of course you can call me that!” I giggled. He’s very nice, and considerate.

“Thanks! It’s not that (Y/n) isn’t a good name, it’s really nice! But uh, I find (n/n) a very cute name too!” Tino grinned.

“Thanks, Tino. Should we, you know, call the others?” I asked.

“Call the others?” He asked, confused.

“For breakfast?” I clarified.

Tino chuckled nervously and nodded. However, before we could leave the kitchen, we heard a thud.

“Dammit you Dane, can’t you be careful going down the stairs?!” We heard Lukas hiss.

“C’mon Norge, I smell pancakes!! What wouldn’t I do for pancakes??” I heard my brother reply. 

I facepalmed, and Tino giggled.

Author: Yin

END OF CHAPTER 2. STAY TUNED FOR CHAPTER 3!

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Life as Greenland! CHAPTER 1: Introductions

(Hetalia Nordics x Fem!Greenland!Reader)

(I do not own the fanart above ^)

Hey guys! In this fanfiction, you are the representation of Greenland, and you are Denmark’s sister. 

I will be using their human names in this fanfic: Denmark = Mathias Køhler Norway = Lukas Bondevik Iceland = Emil Steilsson Finland =  Tino Väinämöinen Sweden = Berwald Oxenstierna Greenland = (Y/n) Køhler Prussia = Gilbert Beilschmidt America = Alfred F. Jones

Keys: (h/c) = hair color (s/c) = Skin Color (n/n) = nickname (f/f) = Favourite food

THIRD PERSON’S POV:

*December 1, ____*

In a large airport in Copenhagen, a young lady with long (h/c) hair was standing near the entrance, with her suitcase and handbags with her. She tucked her hair behind her ear, and looked around nervously. 

“I hope brother didn’t forget about picking me up today…” She sighed. Right as she turned around to take a cab, a sudden yell that could be heard from miles away caught her attention.

“YO SIS, I’M OVER HERE!!” Screamed a man with spiky blonde hair which resembled a pineapple.

“Mathias you douche, I thought you had forgotten about me!” (Y/n) smiled, running up to her big brother.

“Awww You didn’t really think that, (n/n)! I’m the King of Northern Europe and the King of being the Best big brother ever!” He smiled, enveloping his sister in a hug. 

“Sorry. I was just very worried, I haven’t seen you in so long! And well I wasn’t sure if you’d recognize me, or if you were too busy with your own things and schedule, and-” She was cut off by Mathias flicking her forehead.

“Sis, lemme tell you one thing. I am the awesome king, and I have time for all of my subjects! Especially for my baby sister, Min prinsesse!” 

The siblings laughed, and got into the car.

“So sis, I have amazing news! You’re gonna meet the guys!!” Mathias explained, getting into the driver’s seat.

“Big brother, I’ve already met Gilbert and Alfred.” (Y/n) chuckled.

“Oh not them, I was talking about the other Nordics! I can’t wait to introduce my amazing little sister! And, I bet Norge would be soooo jealous that I have a sibling that calls me big brother!” He grinned.

“The other Nordics?”

“Yeah! I’m sure they’re all gonna love ya!”

(Y/n) gulped. She was very nervous to meet them. Her brother always talked about them over the phone, but never met them face-to-face. 

~~Timeskip~~

As the two siblings entered the house, Mathias grinned and shouted “HEY GUYS, THE KING OF NORTHERN EUROPE IS HOME!!!”

(Y/n) didn't even flinch, already used to her brother's loud voice. 

“For heaven's sake don't you know how to be quiet, you Dane?” A blonde man with violet eyes and a cross clip on his hair replied in a monotone voice.

“But Norge, This is no time to be quiet! I have a super important guest to introduce you guys too!!” Mathias grinned.

“I hope whoever he is isn't another version of you.” Lukas replied.

“I hope he isn't deaf by now from all the screaming..” A boy with white hair and blue eyes mumbled.

“Aww, don't be so down you guys! I hope he's a nice guy! Right, Mister Sweden?” Another blonde boy piped in.

A very very tall blonde boy with green eyes and glasses nodded in agreement.

“Actually, I'm a girl...” (Y/n) awkwardly replied, making her presence known, and all five men turned their heads in her direction.

“Guys, this is my Lillesøster, Greenland! Also known as (Y/n) Køhler, the Princess of Northern Europe!” Mathias said, in a pose practically saying ‘Come look at my beautiful sister's beauty!’

(Y/n) awkwardly waved and chuckled, slowly and subtly making her way to Mathias to hide behind him. She wasn't used to people staring at her.

“Haloo, I'm Finland! But you can call me Tino! The one with the floating curl is Norway, the one with the puffin is Iceland, and this over here is Mister Sweden!” The short blonde one (pls don't kill me, idk how else to describe him they're all blonde) explained.

(Y/n) peeked her head out from behind her brother's back and nodded. “My brother talks of you guys a lot, he's also taught me your human names.”

Tino grinned and walked over to her, extending his hand out. “Perfect! I hope we all get along really well!”

(Y/n) meekly took his hand and shook it, smiling. “I hope we do too.” 

Tino cupped her face in his hands, and pulled her closer to him smiling. “You’re so cute!! I hope we become very close! Do you like baking? Maybe we can hang out later and make some cookies!”

(Y/n) smiled and nodded. “I do, that would be very nice!”

The moment was ruined, as Mathias took his sister back and brought her to Berwald.

“And this over here is Sweden! He’s another one of my best buddies.” He grinned, as Berwald nodded.

“Hello.” (Ya sorry Idk how to do his accent. So imma type it normally.)

“God dag, Mister Sweden!”

“Just Sweden is fine.”

She then shyly approached Iceland. Finally gathering the courage to speak, she spoke. “Your eyes are beautiful.” (Y/n) gazed at Emil's purple eyes. 

Emil, taken aback at the compliment, slightly blushed. “Thanks, yours are too.”

The two were silent for a bit until Mathias broke it. The silence, not the two.

“God dag (Good Day - Norwegian), I’m Norway. Iceland’s big brother.” Lukas interrupted, extending a hand out to her. 

(Y/n) politely shook it, and couldn’t get her gaze off him. The way he spoke was intriguing, and something about him just seemed… magical.

‘Her hands are so soft…’ Lukas thought to himself as a small unnoticeable blush made its way to his face.

(Y/n) and Lukas stood still for a moment, hands still held together. That was, until Mathias cleared his throat. “Hey Norge, you there? You’ve been touching my sister for more than 5 seconds.”

“It’s just a handshake, you dane.” Lukas rolled his eyes, retracting his hand. The two boys started glaring at each other, and Tino had to step in.

“Hey guys, why don’t we go out and prepare for Christmas! We should get christmas ornaments, a star, oh!! And some baking supplies for tomorrow!” Tino grinns, bringing the now bickering duo (Mathias and Lukas), and Berwald. Forgetting (Y/n) and Emil.

“So… Do we go after them or just stay here?” (Y/n) asked him.

“No, it’s better to stay out of it. Why don’t we do something while waiting instead?” Emil sighs.

“Mmm, why don’t ya define that ‘something’, eh Icey?” The puffin on his shoulder squawked, quite suggestively. 

“Shut up.” The white-haired boy hisses, to which (Y/n) giggles.

“Your puffin can talk?” She asked.

“I sure can, missy! The name’s Mr. Puffin!” Mr. Puffin squawked once more, but this time bowing with his wings.

Emil then cleared his throat. “Umm, if you’re a country how come we haven’t seen you in World Meetings before?”

“I’m not an independent country. I’m still one of big brother’s territories, and rely on him.” (Y/n) replied, scooting over closer to him on the sofa. 

“Oh, right. I’m sorry I forgot.” He said bashfully, turning his head. 

“Hmm, what is your favourite snack?” She asked.

“H-huh?” Emil questioned.

“You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to, I just maybe wanted to get to know you better.” The girl said to the blushing boy.

“Well, I like licorice. What about you?” He asked.

“Wow, licorice is cool! For me, I like (f/f) the most!” She replied.

The two kept talking as time passed by quickly, and (Y/n) had fallen asleep on Emil’s shoulder. His face went blushing red.

“Ooooh Icey, why don’t ya kiss your princess awake with a true love’s kiss?” Mr. Puffin teasingly said.

“Eww no, I can just carry her to her new room you know.” Emil huffed, rolling his eyes as he picked the girl up bridal style.

As he lay her on the new fluffy bed and tucked her in, he sat down beside her and caressed her soft face. Not knowing what came over him, he placed her a kiss on the forehead and left.

“Goodnight, (Y/n).” He smiled softly.

Author: Yin

END OF CHAPTER 1. STAY TUNED FOR CHAPTER 2!

#hetalia x reader #nordics x reader #hetalia nordics x reader #iceland x reader #norway x reader #finland x reader #sweden x reader #brother!denmark #greenland #nordics x greenland #nordics x greenland!reader

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Boyfriend Troubles

Luna: Hey guys, my boyfriend is too tall for me to kiss him on the lips, what do I do?

Vienna: Punch him in the stomach, then, when he doubles over in pain, kiss him!

Yin: Kick him in the shins

Gianna: Dump him.

J: NO TO ALL OF THOSE!! JUST ASK ME TO LEAN DOWN!!

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Hello! Could I request Prompt 1 with America x Reader x Russia? The reader and America had a crush on eachother, but neither of them admited it. This leads to the reader thinking America doesn't like them and decides to move on and eventually fall and start dating Russia. America and Reader have an argument in which America finally admits his feelings. You can choose who the reader picks

TOO LITTLE TOO LATE (PART 1) (Hetalia America x Fem!Reader x Russia)

WARNINGS: - Prompt 1: “I never stood a chance, did I?” “That’s the sad part; you did once.”

I will be using their human names: America = Alfred F. Jones Russia = Ivan Braginsky England = Arthur Kirkland Belarus = Natalya Arlovskaya Spain = Antonio Fernandez Carriedo (C/n) = Country’s name = (Y/n) = Your name

Context: Reader and America have had a crush on each other for ages but neither of them have admitted it, and (Y/n) is convinced that he doesn’t like her back, so she goes out one night to drink a lot. She runs into Russia, and they both Drink a lot. They talk about their troubles together, and soon become close. By the time America gathers the balls to confess, she’s already moved on and likes Russia now.

3RD PERSON’S POV:

A young girl with (h/l) (h/c) hair tied up in a neat ponytail gently knocks on her crush- best friend’s door, silently panicking.

‘Today’s the day! The day I’m finally gonna confess! The day I’m going to leave the friendzone!’ She thought excitedly. She stood there, waiting for Alfred to open the door. Next a crash, a boom, and creek was heard behind the door, right before it was opened.

“Hey, Alfred!” (Y/n) greeted him with a smile.

Alfred’s POV:

CRIP CRAP FRIK FRUK (<( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)) FRACKITY DAMNNNNNN I FORGOT (Y/N) WAS COMING OVER TODAYYYYY!! MY ROOM IS MESSY, I’M NOT WEARING A SHIRT, AND I DIDN’T COOK POPCORN!!

Hurriedly, I quickly put some popcorn in the microwave, and ran over to the door.

*CRASH*

*KABOOM*

*CREEEEEEEK*

“Hey, Alfred!” (Y/n) smiled.

“‘Sup dudette!” I smiled, grinning like an idiot.

In a moment, her face turned redder than Toni’s (Antonio’s) tomatoes. Before I could ask what was wrong, I realized…..

CRIP CRAP FRIK FRUK FRACKITY DAMNNNNN I DON’T HAVE A SHIRT!! Then, it was my turn to turn so red that Toni’s (Antonio’s) tomatoes would be put to absolute shame. Before I could turn around though, (Y/n) held my arm.

“I-it’s okay. It’s not the first time I’ve seen you shirtless, you know.” She said.

I sighed in relief and let her in.

“Heheh, sorry for the mess. I kinda forgot that we were gonna binge Avengers today. The popcorn’s still in the microwave, I’ll go get it!” I said, running off.

“It’s okay! Also…. Can I ask you a question?” (Y/n) asked nervously.

“Of course dudette, we are best friends right?” I replied. There was no way I could reveal how I really felt! I don’t wanna ruin our friendship! I’ll confess one day, but not today.

“F-friends?”

“Yeah! What else would we be?”

FIRST PERSON’S POV:

“It’s okay! Also…. Can I ask you a question?” I asked Alfred, heart beating quickly.

“Of course dudette, we are best friends right?” He replied calmly, like it was no big deal.

Friends… That word makes me want to puke.

“F-friends?” I questioned.

“Yeah! What else would we be?” At his reply, my heart sank. So… that was how he felt about me.

“Dudette? Are you alright? You’ve been spacing out!” Alfred said worriedly, snapping his fingers in front of my face.

“Oh, sorry. I was just distracted. Did you say something?” I asked politely.

“Uhhh, you said you had to ask me something?” He said in an as-a-matter-of-fact tone.

“Oh, yeah. I was gonna ask, what Marvel movie are we gonna binge on today?” I lied, putting up a fake smile.

“I was thinking, we should watch Captain America!” Alfred grinned, as he struck a pose holding the popcorn.

Of course he’d choose Captain America.

~TIMESKIP, THE END OF THE DAY~

Tired and exhausted, I waved goodbye to Alfred and left, heading to a bar to drink my sorrows off.

On my way however, I bumped into someone large. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going.” I apologized.

“(C/n)! It is you, да?” A familiar voice asked. I looked up to see Ivan.

“Oh, Hello Ivan! It’s been a while!” I greeted the tall Russian.

“Привет (Y/n), как дела?” (Hello (Y/n), how are you?) Ivan smiled.

“To be honest, not that good. Wanna go out for a drink like old times, drinking buddy?” I offered with a tired smile.

“Да, That sounds pretty good. I already have some vodka on me!” I laughed at his statement. I mean this is Ivan we’re talking about.

“So friend, why don’t you tell me what has been bothering you?” He asked.

“Love troubles. I just got friendzoned by Alfred.” I sighed.

“I make him pay, да?” Ivan offered, bringing out his “Magic metal pipe of pain!”

I’ve learned not to question how he manages to carry around objects in his coat, and shook my head.

“I just wanna drink. Not get him murdered, Ivan. Besides, it is impossible. We are immortal after all.” I replied.

“But he hurt my friend. That is not good. If anyone else hurts you friend, you tell me and I make them wish they were never born!”

Honestly, it is a mystery to me how he says such dark and scary words with the tone and face of an innocent child.

“I will, you don’t need to worry.” I smiled back.

And that was the beginning of a very nice relationship.

Eventually, Ivan and I started hanging out with each other more. I started sitting next to him during the World Meetings, we would go out and look at sunflowers, and I had found myself my own safe haven.

TO BE CONTINUED….

A/n: I'm gonna make separate endings for them, so it's gonna take a while. I hope this was nice tho! Also, Yin will be working on Alfred's ending, Luna will be working on Russia's ending.

If you take closer look at our writing style, you can notice qualitied detail differences. It is also an option for you to mention in requests which one of us you would like to work on your oneshot preference. Good day!

Authors: Yin and Luna.

#Russia x Reader #America x reader #Hetalia x reader #Russia x Reader x America #America x reader x america

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Tell your Best Friend that you have a crush on their ex prank! (Gone terribly wrong)

Yin: Lunar are jou there?

Luna: What?

Yin: Vhat vould jou say if I had a crush on ButterPi?

Luna:

Gianna:

Luna: You have a crush on ButterPi?

Yin: Yes?

Gianna:

Luna:

Yin: Nein, it vas a prank. He's just a friend to me lol.

Gianna:

Luna: You fruking Agreste

Yin: ??

Gianna: ...bruh I thought you were serious... dammit ship sunk.

Yin: Excuse me vhat-

Luna: Yeah we actually paired you with him for a while

Gianna: :)

Yin: Jou shipped me with jour ex?!

Luna: :)

Gianna: :)

Yin: >:(

Yeah this morning during recess break I decided to prank my bestie. Turns out she was already shipping ButterPi with me. Hopefully ButterPi never finds this post. If he does then welp adios life hola hell.

#prank gone wrong

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After everything we’ve been through, you think I don’t love you back? (Hetalia Iceland x Reader)

(I do not own the fanart above)

Warnings: Prompt 9: “After everything we’ve been through, you think I don’t love you back?”

I will be using their human names in this: Iceland = Emil Steilsson Denmark = Mathias Køhler Norway = Lukas Bondevik Finland = Tino Väinämöinen Sweden = Berwald Oxenstierna Spain = Antonio Fernandez Carriedo (C/N) = Country Name = (Y/N) = Your name

Context: Emil and (Y/n) are really close friends, and have known each other for centuries. Suddenly, (Y/n) starts ghosting and avoiding him, and Emil is trying to find out why.

3rd Person's POV:

"Dammit, I give up!" A certain white-haired boy groans.

"Give up with what?" His friend Tino asked, while preparing a cup of hot chocolate.

"He hasn't seen (Y/n) in three weeks, lover boy's missing his girlfriend!" Mathias grinned, slinging an arm around Emil's shoulder.

"(Y/n) and I are just friends! And of course I'm trying to find out why she won't see me, I'm worried for her!" Emil huffed, glaring at him.

"Geez okay, no need to get so defensive!" The Dane snickered, before getting choked on his tie by none other than Lukas himself.

"Little brother, why don't I help you out with your troubles?" Lukas offered, still strangling Mathias.

Emil's eyes widen, and nods.

~Timeskip~

"Heyyyaaa (Y/nnn)!!" A loud voice echoes through the halls.

Behind a pillar, Emil and Lukas facepalm.

"Oh hello Mathias, how have you been? I hope all is well." The girl smiles politely.

"I haven't seen you in like, forever! How's it been?" Mathias grinned widely.

"Well uh, it's been alright I guess? The president's had me on a lot of work lately, so yeah… I do get some breaks every few days so I don't overwork myself, you don't need to worry about me." (Y/n) explained.

"Well what do ya do on your breaks? Surely you have at least some bit of time to contact your friends, right?" He presses further.

"Yeah, I do have time."

"Then why don't ya talk to Icey anymore? I'm sure he's pretty worried about you."

"Well uhhhhh, it's a pretty long story." As she turned to leave, Mathias held her back.

"I got time!"

(Y/n) looked down, unsurely.

"Are you sure? I don't want to take up your time."

"Truuuust meee, I got the time!"

"I just… I don't really feel comfortable with being around him right now." She sighed.

Behind the pillar Emil looked down, feeling dejected.

"Why? Did you two have a fight?"

"No! Nothing like that it's just that we'll, he's changed."

"Changed how?"

(Y/n) took out her phone from her bag, and opened her gallery to a picture of Emil smiling at the camera and showed it to Mathias.

"Isn't he absolutely handsome?" She sighed dreamily.

Emil's eyes widened, straightening up back against the pillar once more.

"Wha? I thought you were mad at Emil?" Mathias replied, mouth agape.

"Who said I was mad?"

"What about when you said he was acting differently?"

"He is! He never lets me take pictures of him, but now he does! And he's even smiling in them!"

"But what did you mean when you said it's hard to be around him?"

"It is hard to be around him! Everything he does is perfect and makes my heart beat but him smiling at me is just too much for my heart to handle!!"

"Wait…. Are you in love with Icey?"

"Duh. Everything he does always makes me smile, whenever he's close I can feel my face getting warmer, every time he speaks his voice is just so sweet to me that I feel like I could melt. I love him. But he's my best friend, I don't wanna ruin anything."

"This is childish. You've been avoiding me because you're in love with me?" Emil said, revealing himself from behind the pillar.

"EMIL?! HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN STANDING THERE??" (Y/n) screeched, eyes wide open and face redder than Antonio's tomatoes.

"The entire time actually! Norge told me to get you to spill the beans while he and Icey hid behind that pillar over there!" Mathias grinned, as Lukas slowly walked from behind the pillar with a "Hello (Y/n)." And left.

There was an awkward silence in the air as Mathias decided to follow Lukas out.

"...Emil I'm sorry, just forget what you heard here. I'm gonna leave now." (Y/n) said, turning to leave before she was interrupted.

“After everything we’ve been through, you think I don’t love you back?” Emil said as he pulled her into a warm kiss. She kissed back with no hesitation. The moment she had been waiting for since forever, finally happening

As they pulled away, both were red on the face, and gazed into each other's eyes.

"So… does that make us…. You know… Boyfriend and girlfriend?"

(Y/n) smiled. "Yeah."

Extended ending:

"Berwald, did you get the pictures?" Tino excitedly asked the Swede, who nodded.

"YESSSS! THEY FINALLY GOT TOGETHER!" Tino cries with joy as he looks at the pictures of (Y/n) and Emil kissing.

Author: Yin

#iceland #hetalia #hetalia x reader #hetalia iceland x reader #iceland x reader #x reader #prompt 9 #Author: Yin

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Stuck in the Friendzone (Hetalia  Seychelles x England x Fem!Reader) (Gakuen AU)

(I don’t own the fanart above^)

Warnings:

-  Prompt 4: “I don’t care if he/she doesn’t feel the same for me. I want to stay by their side and love them forever, even if it’s just as a friend.”

I will be using their Human names for this: England = Arthur Kirkland Seychelles = Michelle Bonnefoy (idk her lastname so I’m taking France’s last name since they are like siblings I guess) America = Alfred F. Jones France = Francis Bonnefoy (C/N) = Country name = Your name = (Y/N)

Context: (Y/n) has had a crush on Arthur ever since they were young, but Arthur is in a relationship with Michelle. One night, Alfred throws a party and (Y/n) ends up taking a very drunk Arthur home. After Alfred tells Michelle, she misunderstands and thinks that (Y/n) and Arthur slept together. After she dumps Arthur, Arthur is heartbroken and (Y/n) is the only one there to comfort him.

3RD PERSON’S POV:

Arthur’s eyes flutter open to the soft snores of something beside him. 

Deciding to ignore it, he continues to snuggle. But then it hit him; WHO IS ON THE BED WITH HIM??? His eyes immediately widened, and looked down to his chest. Right there was a sleeping (Y/n) who was softly snoring (more like purring) against his warm body. He smiled warmly, the events of last night flashing back to his mind. 

Thank god it was his good friend and not a random stranger. Last night, he and (Y/n) had stayed up late working on the History homework and probably got very exhausted. Feeling calm, he went back to sleep. 

That was until an hour later when (Y/n) shrieked loudly. Arthur yawned, unfazed. “Is everything alright, love?” 

(Y/n) was red on the face which resembled a tomato. “YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND YOU DUMB*SS, YOU SHOULD HAVE PUT ME ON THE COUCH OR SOMETHING!!”

“Yeah, but it’s not like we did anything, we were just doing homework. I’m sure Michelle won’t get mad at me for not cheating on her.” He said, getting up. 

“....You d*mbass we went to a fruking party.” (Y/n) deadpanned. 

“What ever do you mean? Last night we were doing history homework, I remember that clearly!” Arthur shot back.

“Yeah, and after that Alfred came and drove us over to a party she was hosting, you got *ss drunk, and the rest was history. You even still smell like beer!! Do you seriously not remember??” (Y/n) screeched.

Arthur’s eyes widened once more and he grew pale. “That bloody git is going to PAY!!”

(Y/n) had to hold Arthur back from getting out and getting into another damn war with Alfred.

“The last time you tried to make him pay anything, that ended up very very badly!!” She reasoned.

After Arthur had finally calmed down, (Y/n) prepared some tea and sat beside him. 

“I think you’re gonna need to call Michelle and tell her about what happened.” She sighed.

“ARE YOU NUTS?!?! WHAT IF SHE MISUNDERSTAND AND DUMPS ME?!?!” Arthur screamed, spitting out his tea. (R.I.P. Arthur’s tea)

“What is she hears it from somebody else? She would think you were purposely trying to hide it from her and then dump you for sure.” (Y/n) replied.

~Timeskip to next week because I’m lazy :P~

“(Y/n) how could you?!” An upset Michelle cried, to a confused (Y/n).

“How could I do what?? Michelle, are you alright??” (Y/n) asked, getting up.

“How could you sleep with my boyfriend?? Alfred told me about the party last week, so don’t even try to act like you don’t know!” Michelle said, tears balling up in her eyes.

(Y/n)’s eyes widened. Arthur didn’t explain to Michelle when she told him to last week, that bastard!!

“Michelle it’s not what you think I swear-” before (Y/n) could finish, Michelle ran away crying.

*CRASH* 

“ARTHUR YOU DUMB*SS!! I TOLD YOU TO EXPLAIN TO HER LAST WEEK!!” (Y/n) scolds a crying Arthur.

“Well how would you expect me to do that?? ‘Hey love, I got y arse drunk and (Y/n) and I woke up on the same bed but no we did not f*ck.’” Arthur said.

“Well if you wanted to save your relationship, than maybe you should have!!” She yelled.

“Why do you care so much about my business, you git?!”

“Because I hate seeing you cry!!”

“Then don’t look at me!!”

“Arthur, how did you feel when you saw Michelle cry?”

“Like a bloody git.”

“WELL THAT’S EXACTLY HOW I’M FEELING RIGHT NOW. I’M IN LOVE WITH YOU, YOU JERK BUT YOU LOVE SOMEONE ELSE AND IT HURTS ME WHEN YOU CRY.” (Y/n) shouted, slapping Arthur across the face.

The blonde was stunned for a couple of seconds at his best friend’s sudden confession and being slapped.

“Now If I were you, I’d go and explain everything to Michelle before all is lost. And by that, I mean before she tells Francis. Go get her man, go get your girl before she’s gone. Don’t make the same mistake I did with you.” She said, tears forming on her eyes.

~TIMESKIP, 2 YEARS LATER~

“You are invited to Arthur Kirkland and Michelle Bonnefoy’s wedding. Don’t be late!”

(Y/n) smiled sadly at the invitation, before entering a large church, where she was hugged by her best friend. “Congratulations, Iggy.” She greeted.

“I’m so glad you could make it, love!” Arthur smiled.

(Y/n)’s eyes followed Michelle as she walked down the aisle, linking hands with Francis. As Michelle and Arthur exchanged their vows, the whole crowd was filled with cheer. 

At that moment, (Y/n) stopped holding in her tears and let them all flow out. People surrounding them would merely think that she was just very moved by the celebration, and tears of joy.

But only (Y/n) would know the truth. That she still loves Arthur. 

“I don’t care if he doesn’t feel the same for me. I want to stay by his side and love him forever, even if it’s just as a friend.”

A/N: Heyy guys!! Luna here! I just wanna thank Yin for helping me out with the ending! Seriously though, that girl never fails to break my heart whenever it comes to sad endings. 

Author: Luna

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Alliance (Hetalia Russia x Fem!OC!Philippines)

This is my OC ^ Female!Philippines. I know that Philippines is canon and that he is a he, so I’m making a Nyotalia version of The Philippines! Also, I made the picture above with picrew.

My OC Philippines is basically like the fanon’s Female Philippines OC except this one isn’t a pushover or a Mary Sue.

Warning: -  Prompt 12: “You can’t be serious!” “Well I am, and nothing you can say or do will stop me!”

I will be using their human names in some parts: America = Alfred F. Jones Russia = Ivan Braginski Nyo!Philippines = Maria Clara De-la Cruz

Context: This takes place at when the Philippines decided to ally with Russia. And America was NOT happy about that....

3rd Person’s POV:

“MARIA ARE YOU F*CKING NUTS?!?!” The loud American blonde yelled at the irritated Filipina.

“Eww, who the hell would f*ck a nut??” She replied.

“But what the hell are you thinking?!?! Allying with the commie?! You can’t be serious!” Alfred screamed at her.

“Well I am, and nothing you can say or do will stop me!! My boss Duterte is right. Although he can be rude and his words sting bad, but he’s right!!” Maria yelled back.

Flashback; Friday, August 17:

The day that president Rodrigo Roa Duterte of The Philippines lashed out at America, and accusing him of providing mere hand-me-downs that endanger the lives of the Filipino soldiers.

"Why do you not stop the other countries in Asia instead? Bakit kami pinipiligan ninyo? (Why is it us that you are stopping?) Who are you to warn us? Magbigay kayo ng submarino, mag implode 'yun!  (You give us submarines, and they implode!)," said Duterte during a Hugpong ng Pagbabago event in Davao City, claiming that some US-donated helicopters were "used" and "refurbished" choppers from North Atlantic Treaty Organization and that some were already "rusted" and their bad condition led to the deaths of some Filipino soldiers.

"One or 2 or 3 rusted already, killing all the crew members. Is that the way you treat an ally and you want us to stay with you for all time? Bright naman kayo, mandiyan mga Harvard ninyo (You are bright, you have your Harvard graduates there). You want us to remain backwards. Vietnam has 7 (submarines), Malaysia has 2, Indonesia has 8. We alone don't have one. You haven't given us any," The Filipino president stated. 

He challenged the US to explain to him in a "forum" why the Philippines should not buy from Russia, claiming America is bent on shackling the Philippines' modernization of its military.

“You can’t be serious!! Seriously, why would you want anything to do with him?! You have me! The hero!!” Alfred said, getting up to pose.

Maria growled angrily and slapped him. 

“You are a self absorbed bastard!! You always call yourself the hero and ‘save the day’. Why do you always limit me?! When I come to you for help, you either turn me down or just give me some old hand me down, like the submarines for my military!! And when I asked you for help with China who kept on taking my sea, and the Spratly islands which are mine as deemed in the Atas ng Pangulo, BLG. 1596 back in 1978!!” She yelled.

“Maria-” Before Alfred could continue, she had interrupted him.

“And you ALWAYS keep me chained down!! You always act as if you actually care about me, but I know what you really think about me and my people!! Who are you to act as if you own me!! I am an independent nation! You and your people merely see me as ‘America’s perpetually useless ally’, and think that we only use you for money and weapons! You and your people merely see me as a gold-digger that only sticks by you because of your power!! Do you know how much that hurts?! Do you?! I want to be recognized on my own, not because of you!” Maria exclaimed, storming off.  

President Duterte has thrown the future of Philippine-U.S. relations into question with angry outbursts against the United States, a former colonial power, and some scaling back of military ties while taking steps to improve relationships with China and Russia.

Since the election of President Rodrigo Duterte in 2016, the Philippines has pursued an independent foreign policy aimed at gaining distance from the United States. President Duterte has called upon China and Russia for assistance in the modernization of the Armed Forces of the Philippines, much to the dislike of America.

Maria had reached her home in tears, and sunk to the floor. She didn’t know how to feel. Happy that she had let her thoughts be known? Sad that this could be the end of her alliance with Alfred? She didn’t know. “I can’t be so dependent of America. I need to stand without him.” And from then, the Philippines had started turning to her Northern Neighbors for help.

In May 2017, President Duterte went to Russia for an official visit and met with Russian President Vladimir Putin. Later in October, the Philippines signed an agreement with Russia on Defense and Technical Cooperation.

“Привет! You must be Philippines, да?” (Hello) (yes?) A tall white-haired man smiled.

Despite being intimidated at the large man’s height Maria regained her composure and offered her hand, smiling. “Please call me Maria, Sir Ivan.”

And from there, a beautiful friendship started.  The two had gotten really close, and helped each other in times of need, like how Russia had helped turn the tides in the Battle Of Marawi.

Da nang, Vietnam:

“Kuya Ivan!” The young Filipina called out, running excitedly.

“Sunflower, how wonderful to see you!” He smiled.

“My boss sir Duterte would like to speak with sir Putin regarding your country’s great help to us during the Marawi Siege! Is he around?” Maria asked smiling back.

The two personifications watched happily as their two Presidents talked together.

Duterte said the Philippines was going to buy more arms from Russia and also wanted to increase trade between the two countries, following up on Russia’s promise to buy $2.5 billion worth of Philippine products.

“I would like to convey to you the gratitude of the Filipino people for your timely assistance, especially the trucks and the arms that you sent because we have to replenish—the supplies were getting low,” Mr. Duterte told Putin.  “In a way, you helped us turn the tide and to shorten the war there because of your assistance. So again, I thank you very much, the Russian people, and you, Mr. President. We will remember you for all time.” 

Russia donated 20 multipurpose vehicles, 5,000 Kalashnikov assault rifles, one million rounds of ammunition and 5,000 steel helmets during a visit to the Philippines by Russian Defense Minister Sergei Shoigu, a first-ever visit by a Russian defense minister to the Philippines.

Duterte said he initially intended to buy weapons from the US but “the United States has equal authority of Congress and President, so it was not so simple.”

Mr. Duterte last year threatened to sever defense ties with Washington following criticism from the administration of former US President Barack Obama over his crackdown on drugs, which has seen police kill thousands of people.

“That is my dream that before I finish my presidency, I want to build a strong armed forces and a strong police and the reason is very important for you to know that we are eyeing, we are buying arms from Russia this time.” he said.

The arms that Russia had given the Philippines were given to the special forces of the Armed Forces of the Philippines (AFP)

Cut to- Maria and Ivan in a bear hug.

“Thankyouthankyouthankyou so much kuya!! I am overjoyed with you and your president’s help! My citizens and I shall never forget your generosity and kindness!!” She squealed with delight.

“There is no need to thank me, sunflower. fighting terrorism is a common concern in Russia too.” He smiled ^J^

“Mr. Duterte said he had planned a very brief trip to Moscow just to thank the Russians for their timely assistance, and he said I could come! I’ll be able to see you soon!” Maria grinned.

The new defense cooperation between the Philippines and Russia represents a wake-up call for the United States. No longer the ‘little sister’ of the US, no longer dependent on American policy decisions, no longer pleased with leftovers, used equipment from the U.S, and no longer naïve; the Philippines is out to pursue an independent foreign policy. America should bear in mind that neglecting the Philippines has repercussions. If indeed it is true that the United States is a strong ally of the Philippines, then it seems that a few mistakes have been made, such as refusing to give priority to the Philippines and failure in preparation as they did not anticipate that the Philippines would turn to its neighbors. Particularly, Russia and China.

#APH Philippines #Philippines #Russia #America #Hetalia #Hetalia Philippines #Hetalia Russia #Hetalia America #America x Philippines #America x Philippines x Russia #Philippines x Russia

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Story of a one-sided Marriage. Or is it? (Hetalia Norway x Fem!Reader)

(I do not own the picture above)

WARNINGS: 

-  Prompt 22: “I’m tired of having my heart broken like this. I’m done.” - Arranged Marriage - Slight Angst

I will be using their human names: Norway = Lukas Bondevik Denmark = Matthias Kohler Finland = Tino Väinämöinen Poland = Feliks Łukasiewicz Lithuania = Toris Laurinaitis France = Francis Bonnefoy Your Country = (C/n) = Your name = (Y/n)

Context: (Y/n) and Lukas are put in an arranged marriage for the benefit of their both countries. Unknown to Lukas, (Y/n) has secretly loved him for a while and was quite happy about the news, and tries to get closer to him after the wedding. Lukas however, ignores her attempts and keeps his distance much to (Y/n)’s agony.

Third Person’s POV:

“Hey gal, how’s the married life treating ya!” (Y/n)’s loud friend, Feliks asked in the middle of the World Meeting.

“It’s fine I guess.” She replied bluntly.

The blonde Pole raised an eyebrow. “He’s like, still avoiding you, isn’t he?”

(Y/n) nodded and sighed. “Sometimes I think he just hates me or something. I try to get closer to him, but he just ignores me or just flat out leaves. On the rare times he does speak, it’s very blunt and short. I try to be the perfect wife, I really do. We even sleep on the same bed, but I rarely see him because he only comes to the room really late at night. Sometimes when I do wake up before him, I consider it a blessing enough to be able to caress his peaceful face as he sleeps.” Unknown to her, a small smile had made it’s way to her face.

“You really sound like a wife talking about her husband. Your face is just filled with love as you speak of him!” Francis smiles, walking over to the duo.

“Yeah, I totally agree! I swear, Norge’s like super blind not to fall for you. You are super wifey material! Well, unless he’s in love with someone else. Then girl, you’re screwed.” Feliks clicked his tongue at the last part.

Francis gasped daintily. “How can a man possibly be in love with another woman that isn’t his wife?”

“Well is was an arranged marriage. Feliks could be right. There’s a big possibility that he loves somebody else. Maybe that’s why he always avoids me and comes home late. He’s probably out with the one he actually has feelings for. I feel horrible, I feel like I’m keeping him chained up from loving the person of his heart.” (Y/n) sighed, looking down at her feet.

“Hey! Don’t you like, ever dare say that again! You are my fabulous bestie and the most beautiful woman in the entire world!! He is blinder than that stupid Catboy from Miraculous, and if he doesn’t love you then it’s his loss!!” Feliks yelled, catching the attention of all the countries in the room.

“Eheh, Don’t mind us, keep doing whatever you were doing before!” Francis yelled back, slapping a hand over Feliks and (Y/n)’s mouths.

“And why, you bloody frog? And didn’t anybody teach you manners when it comes to women?” Arthur yelled over to the Frenchman, pointing to (Y/n) and Feliks, who was wearing his Pink frilly dress.

“Excuse you, I am totally not a girl!! I am a man!!” Feliks yelled, removing Francis’ hand off his mouth.

“...Well I’m pretty sure that (Y/n) is a girl, and that bloody frog’s hand is on her perfect mouth!!.” Arthur responds.

“I am NOT a frog, Angleterre.” Francis growled, approaching the Englishman, and the rest is history! Literally.

“Feliks, you can’t just yell that! What if he heard us? He would never want to even look at me anymore if he found out!!” (Y/n) begged him, clutching his arm.

“Uhm like, who would ignore you? You are literally the definition of perfect, girlie. You should tell him yourself!” He scoffed.

“Who would ignore who for finding what?” A monotone voice said, from behind the duo.

Lukas’ POV:

“Hey! Don’t you like, ever dare say that again! You are my fabulous bestie and the most beautiful woman in the entire world!! He is blinder than that stupid Catboy from Miraculous, and if he doesn’t love you then it’s his loss!!” A loud voice echoed in the meeting room. Like everyone else, I turned my head to see what was going on and to my surprise, I saw (Y/n) standing there with a pale face beside her friend, Feliks was it? 

“Hey Lukas, what’s up with your (Y/n)’s friend? Is everything alright?” Tino asked, as he tapped my shoulder.

“I don’t know. I’ve been here with you guys since the start of this dreadful meeting.” I replied.

“Norge, you gotta go check on her! I mean bro, she’s your wife and my awesome sister in-law!!” The stupid Dane yelled, nearly making me deaf.

“Fine, as long as it means getting away from all this noise.” I said as I started walking away. Seriously, what is it with them? I mean yes, she is technically my wife, but it was arranged. Besides, I’m sure she doesn’t love me in a romantic way. Well who would love a person that they’ve been chained for for merely an alliance?

As I got closer, I noticed that she and her friend have started conversing once more.

“Feliks, you can’t just yell that! What if he heard us? He would never want to even look at me anymore if he found out!!” (Y/n) begged him, clutching his arm.

“Uhm like, who would ignore you? You are literally the definition of perfect, girlie. You should tell him yourself!” He scoffed.

“Who would ignore who for finding what?” I asked.

(Y/n) froze and started to pale, as her friend merely smirked and pushed her towards me, and the two of us collided.

“Like finally bro, it’s about time you showed up! Like what kind of partner would leave his wife hangin? Well, I’m gonna go and catch up with Liet (Toris) now!” Feliks grinned, skipping away.

“Oh my god Lukas, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to fall for you- I mean fall on you, I swear!! Sometimes I don’t know what goes on in Feliks’ head sometimes...” She apologized with her face red. Is she alright? Does she have a fever?? 

Third Person’s POV:

Lukas placed his warm hands on (Y/n)’s cheek and forehead, causing her to get even redder, putting Antonio’s tomatoes to absolute shame.

“L-lukas? Wha?” She mumbled, too dazed to speak.

“Your face is red. Are you sick?” He asked, sounding concerned.

“I- uh, I don’t think so... It’s just pretty hot today I guess.” (Y/n) manages to say.

Immediately, Lukas retracted his arms and regained his poker face. “That’s a relief. Well, it seems that you’re alright now. I’ll be off.” he said as he started walking away towards the rest of the Nordics.

Almost immediately after Lukas left, Feliks cam back but this time brought Toris.

“That guy is starting to really get on my nerves! Honestly girl, I don’t know what you even see in him!” Feliks grumbled, as Toris nodded in agreement.

“I don’t know either.” She sighed.

“Maybe he just needs time? I’m sure he’ll warm up to you.” Toris reassured her.

“It’s been years, Toris. I’ve tried my best but he rarely notices me.” Tears started welling up in her eyes. “Dammit, stupid tears. I don’t want anyone to see me cry...” 

Feliks hugged her tightly. “It’s okay girlie, you can use us as your shields. We’re here for you, right Liet?”

Toris nodded and joined the hug and they had soon made a (Y/n) sandwich.

From afar Lukas watched them hug. However from his angle he couldn’t see Toris hugging (Y/n) as well, and only saw Feliks embracing her. He felt a pang in his chest. What was this feeling?

That evening, Lukas came home late as usual, but (Y/n) was not waiting for him like she usually did. He remembered how she would make him some coffee whenever he came home and tried to strike a conversation. Each time failed however, and they ended the night in silence. Tonight was different. (Y/n) was nowhere to be found. That was until two hours later, when the doorbell was rung.

Lukas immediately answered the door and was greeted by (Y/n), who looked exhausted.

“Hey, Lukas.” she smiled. However her smile looked strained. 

As usual, Lukas stayed silent. However in his mind, he had lots of questions. Where was she? Why did she come late? Did she have dinner? Yet he still kept silent.

And once again, the night was spent in silence.

The next morning when Lukas awoke, he noticed that (Y/n) was no longer beside him. He immediately got up. He also noticed that her things were no longer in the room anymore. Her cabinets were empty, along with her desk. As he was heading to the kitchen, (Y/n) was already at the table along with some coffee she had made for him, with the breakfast she had prepared, and beside her was her suitcase. As he sat down, he noticed an envelope of papers. Before he could ask about them, she started to take them out. 

Lukas’ eyes widened. They were divorce papers.

“(Y/n), what are these?” He asked.

“I... I think it’s better to... not be married anymore. I feel like it’s for the best. Our countries will still remain the same way it was, but we won’t be chained together anymore.” She sighed, looking away.

“But... why?” Lukas questioned, looking her in the eye. His heart started beating faster. Deep inside, he didn’t want her to leave. He wanted her to stay with him.

“I just don’t think that this is really working out. I know that this was all an arranged marriage, but I want to be with someone who doesn’t make me feel.... alone.” (Y/n) explained.

“But you aren’t alone. I’m right here.” Lukas reasoned.

“But you’re never really with me. It’s like your head is always somewhere else, and you rarely acknowledge me. And it hurts so much more than I want it to because.... well....”

“Because?”

“Because I’m in love with you!! And I’m tired of having my heart broken like this. I’m done.” She replied, shoving the papers to him and leaving the room. 

Lukas was stunned, but he knew one thing; he didn’t want her to leave. He couldn’t bare to see her leave him like this.

He immediately got up to chase her.

“(Y/n), wait!”

The girl ignored him, and continued walking away. 

Lukas had ran in front of the door, blocking her. “Speak to me.”

“No. I don’t want to.” (Y/n) replied, trying to push him away once more. 

He leaned in closer to her face; eyes red, and stained with tears. Without a second thought, he leaned in and kissed her warmly. She stiffened for a few seconds yet kissed back, melting into his warm touch.

“Lukas.... why?” (Y/n) asked the blonde, who had started wiping away her tears from her face.

“Please don’t leave me. Your feelings they aren’t one-sided.” Lukas replied.

“...What?”

“Jeg elsker deg.” (I love you) He smiled, and embraced her in his arms. The two stayed like that for a while, and (Y/n) decided to stay. 

Authors: Yin and Luna.

#hetalia norway #norway x reader #hetalia x reader #norway #prompt 22 #written by yin #written by luna

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Hetalia Masterlist

Hello! We, Luna and Yin take Hetalia x reader requests right now, so if you want to request just tell us what character x reader, the context that you would like, and how it happened. The prompts here are just stuff we came up with randomly, and will write them at random order.

Fanfictions:

Life as Greenland! (Hetalia Nordics x Greenland!Reader)

Chapter 1: Introductions

Chapter 2: Baking Session! 

Chapter 3: Hot Springs (To be Posted October 30)

Chapter 4: Do you believe in Magic? (To be Posted on November 3, Yin’s B-day!)

Chapter 5: Don’t judge a book by it’s cover (To be posted on November 5)

Chapter 6: Sibling Bonding! (To be Posted on November November 7)

Chapter 7: Unwanted Arguments (To be Posted on November 10, Luna’s B-day!)

Chapter 8: Silent Treatment (To be Posted on November 13)

Chapter 9: To win back what we’ve lost (To be Posted on November 16)

Chapter 10: Decisions (To be Posted on November 20)

Chapter 11: Emil’s Ending (To be Posted on November 22)

Chapter 12: Tino’s Ending (To be Posted on November 25)

Chapter 13: Lukas’ Ending (To be Posted on November 28)

Chapter 14: Berwald’s Ending (To be Posted on December 1)

Chapter 15: Matthew’s Ending (To be Posted on December 5)

Oneshot Prompts:

Prompt 1: “I never stood a chance, did I?” “That’s the sad part; you did once.”  -  TOO LITTLE TOO LATE (PART 1)

Prompt 2: “Right now I don’t know if I want to punch you, or kiss you.” “Can I pick?”

Prompt 3: “You love him/her, don’t you?” “Am I that obvious?”

Prompt 4: “I don’t care if he/she doesn’t feel the same for me. I want to stay by their side and love them forever, even if it’s just as a friend.” - Stuck in the Friendzone

Prompt 5: “So when are we gonna tell them?” “Tell them what?” “That we’ve been secretly dating for months now.” “Why would we tell them that?” “Because they’re trying to set us up together.”

Prompt 6: “I know I shouldn’t love you, yet I still do.”

Prompt 7: “I can’t believe I ever loved you.” “(Y/n) I’m sorry-” “Save your lies for someone else.”

Prompt 8: When I was your man (Songfic)

Prompt 9: “After everything we’ve been through, you think I don’t love you back?”  - After Everything we’ve been through, you think I don’t love you back?

Prompt 10: “We need to go home now.” “*drunk* EXCUSE YOU, I have a boyfriend/girlfriend already! So f*ck off!” “....Babe I think you’ve had too much too drink.”

Prompt 11: “We never even get to spend time anymore, you’re always too busy for me. I think it’s better that we break up.”

Prompt 12: “You can’t be serious!” “Well I am, and nothing you can say or do will stop me!” - Alliance

Prompt 13: “Why did you even come here?” “I came to say goodbye.”

Prompt 14: “I could never forget you.”

Prompt 15: “How could I ever hate you?” - My best friend, or his brother? (Ending 2)

Prompt 16: “You f*cking idiot, I love you not him/her!!”

Prompt 17: “I never loved you.” Lies.

Prompt 18: “I love you.” “You lost your chance years ago.”

Prompt 19: “Don’t cry. He/She isn’t worth your tears.”

Prompt 20: “Why can’t things go back to how they once were?”

Prompt 21: “Did it ever occur to you that you’re hurting me too?!”

Prompt 22: “I’m tired of you breaking my heart like this. I’m done.” - Story of a one-sided marriage. Or is it?

Prompt 23: “How am I supposed to know what my mistakes are if you won’t tell me?!”

Prompt 24: “Whenever she’s around, everyone else forgets I even exist. I don’t mind that of course, but what hurts me the most is that even you forget about me.”

Prompt 25: “I don’t recall a fight or a reason, so why? Why did we break up?”

Prompt 26: “I’ve tried to move on, but nobody else is you.”

Prompt 27: “Do I look like I’ve moved on?”

Prompt 28: “You promised you’d never let anyone hurt me. But in the end, it was you who broke me.”

Prompt 29: “You never even told me why! You just left me with no warning at all!”

Prompt 30: “You told me that we’re just normal friends. But why do I feel like we’re more than that?” Amnesia AU

Prompt 31: “My best friend or his brother?” Love triangle - My best friend, or his brother? (Part 1) - My best friend, or his brother? (Ending 1) - My best friend, or his brother? (Ending 2)

Prompt 32: Stuck in the Janitor’s closet! - Stuck in the Janitor’s closet

#prompts #writing prompts #angst prompts #romantic prompts #fluff #heartbreak #hetalia x reader #requests are open

[bad-luck-trio]

Hetalia 2P!Romano x OC!2P!Nyo! Guatamela (Requested)

Requestor:  @ravenina14​

I will be using their human names for this oneshot:

2P! South Italy/Romano = Flavio Vargas

2P! North Italy = Luciano Vargas

2P! Nyo! Guatamela = Nina Malendrez

A/N: I’m sorry if Guatamela is OOC, but I based her personality from Sagittarius’ personality stuff I researched on from google.

THIRD PERSON’S POV:

“Another round!” A drunk young woman in her young twenties with short black hair yells over to the bartender.

“I think you’ve had a bit too much to drink today, Cara bellezza.” (Dear Beauty) A certain Italian male says, taking the drink away from Nina, and back into the bartender’s hands.

“Flavioooooo, mah Flaviolous (Fabulous) mannnnnn!” She slurrs, and grins widely at him.

“How was your blind date? I’m assuming it went either really well or really horrible, seeing as you’re.... drunk wasted.” Flavio remarked, covering his nose.

“Ughhhhhhh It was horrible, Flavi!! The guy was plain boring, and had no sense of fashion at all! He even wore the tackiest suit you could imagine!” Nina huffed.

“Mama-mia, what a nightmare!! A man with such poor taste in fashion doesn’t deserve someone like you!!” He exclaimed.

“I know, right? But like seriously, he was just a flat out no. First of all, he’s very stoic and practically emotionless, and kept on talking about boring stuff. And that is just NOT my type!” She continued.

Growing intrigued, Flavio decided to ask more.

“And what exactly is your type then?” He questioned.

“My type? You wanna know my type? Look in a mirror and see for yourself.” She grinned.

Flavio was rendered speechless. What? Before he could press on further, she had fainted, and he had to carry her home since she never told him where she lived. In fact, nobody knows exactly where her house is, she never brings anybody over.

The next morning, Nina awoke on Flavio’s bed and a throbbing hangover.

  “Ah, La bellezza è finalmente sveglia!” (Ah, the beauty has finally awoken!) Flavio grinned, shirtless right beside her.

Nina froze in shock. What was she doing in the same bed as him?! She didn’t remember anything from last night, that was for sure. Her face turned beet red, and out of habit she had taken out a knife out of f*cking no-where (Anime magic) and had gotten on top of Flavio.

“Where am I? What happened? And why are we in the same bed??“ She glared.

“Umm You’re in my house, you drunk texted me and got wasted while telling me how much your blind date sucked and passed out so I brought you home, and well I couldn’t just put you on the floor!“ Flavio explained.

“....You’re sure?” Nina asked hesitantly.

“Of course. Why else do you think would you wake up in my bed, bella?“ (beautiful) He winked suggestively.

‘Dammit Flavio you’re lucky I like you, or else you’d be dead in a second.‘ She thought angrily.

“Anyways, you really stunk of liquor last night and the horrid smell got on my clothes, so you need to help me design and create new fabulous clothing today!” Flavio said. 

Once Nina had snapped out of her thoughts, she had realized she was on top of Flavio in a rather... lewd position. Before she could get off him however, He had quickly switched their position, and now he was on top of her. Her eyes trailed from his dyed blonde hair to his face, and eventually made it’s way to his shirtless chest.

“Like what you see, Bella?“ (Beautiful) Flavio grinned. His hand trailed to her sides gently, tracing her curves. His face started inching closer to hers, and she closed her eyes expectantly. After a few seconds with nothing happening, she opened her eyes once again.

“Always such a tease, Flavi.” She frowned.

“Well, I need to know your body size to make fitting clothes. The ones you’re wearing reek terribly.” He said, getting off of her.

“You could have used a tape measure, you know.” Nina replied as she sat up.

“Please darling, experts know how to measure without using tools!” Flavio exclaimed, getting out some black and purple cloth, and silver stars. 

He then proceeded to take out some sowing materials, and pins, and looking back at her he said: “Oh, and you might wanna remove your clothes, you spilled your drink on your top last night too.”

“Then what am I supposed to wear? I can’t just sit here naked, you know.” She snarked. 

“I didn’t say you had to be naked, I just said you need to take your shirt off. Well, unless you want to be~” Flavio sing-songed.

Nina hesitantly took of her blouse, since she was wearing a black bra underneath to cover her ahem, boobies. 

“Mmm like what you see?” Nina smirked. 

This time it was Flavio’s turn to blush. Damn, she’s hot.

“I was just teasing. Anyways, can I help with that? I have another blind date tomorrow, and it would be nice to wear the shirt we’re making. Whenever you make clothes, they’re always better than the last.” She motioned to the sewing supplies.

“I don’t even understand why you go on these.” He mumbled.

“What was that, Flavi?” Nina asked.

“I don’t get why you go on all these blind dates, when you clearly like none of them. And especially when your ideal man is standing right in front of you right now.” Flavio said, approaching her.

“Wha-what do you mean?” She questioned, slowly backing away.

“Last night when you got drunk, you complained about your date saying that he wasn’t your type. When I asked what your type was, you told me to look in the mirror.” He continued, getting closer. 

“A-and?” Nina asked nervously.

“You like me. Why haven’t you asked ME out, instead of going on dates with random strangers, bella?” (If you don’t remember what Bella means by now, you’re either hopeless or an idiot) Flavio smirked, pinning her to the wall.

“Because your my best friend, and probably gay?” She replied, her statement starting to sound like a question.

“I’m not gay. And I don’t think I want to be friends anymore.” He said.

Nina’s shoulders slumped, and she hung her head. “I knew you don’t feel the same, this is why I never told you. Now you don’t want to see me ever again.”

“I never said that.”

“But you just said-”

“I want to be more than best friends.” 

“....I swear to god, if somebody drugged my alcohol last night I will kill them.”

“Why don’t you let me show you that this isn’t a hallucination ;)” Flavio smirked, right before trapping Nina in a warm, passionate kiss.

And that kiss would have lasted forever, if it weren’t for Flavio’s brother Luciano, who entered the room.

“JESUS CHRIST YOU TWO, GET A ROOM!!” Luciano screamed.

“THIS IS MY ROOM LUCI, GET OUT!!” Flavio screamed back.

Nina giggled at the two brothers, right before Flavio had carried her bridal style to the bed.

“What about the clothes we were gonna make?”

“They can wait, bella. What about your blind date tomorrow?”

“I’ll cancel it. Why would I want to go on a date with anyone else after this?” Nina replied, kissing her new boyfriend on the lips.

And they all lived happily ever after~

Except for Luciano who stayed single as a pringle :P

A/N: Awww, poor Luci. Maybe if he wasn’t a murderer who turned his victims into Pasta Sauce, he’d be a total chick magnet!

Author: Yin

#2P Romano #2P South Italy #2P x Reader #Hetalia 2P #Hetalia x reader #Hetalia Flavio x reader #Flavio x Reader #Flavio Vargas #2P Romano x reader #2P South italy x reader

[bad-luck-trio]

My best friend, or his brother? (Iceland x Fem!Reader x Norway) (Hetalia Gakuen AU) (Norway’s Ending)

(I do not own the fanart above)

Warnings: Prompt 31: My best friend, or his brother? and Prompt 15: “How could I ever hate you?”

I will be using their human names for this one:

Iceland = Emil Steilsson

Norway = Lukas Bondevik

Denmark = Mathias Køhler

(C/N) = (Country Name) = (Y/N) = (Your Name)

THIRD PERSON’S POV:

“(C/N).... we’ve known each other for a long while, right?” Emil asked nervously.

“Emil, are you alright? Why are you calling me by my country name? You’re not going to war, are you?!” (Y/n) asked, worried.

“No! I’m not going to war, you don’t need to worry for me. It’s just.... (Y/n)..... I’ve known you for a very long time. What I want to say is..... I like you!” He yelled.

“Emil, I....” She started.

“Emil, I’m sorry but.... I like your brother.” She finished, looking away once more.

If you listened closely, you could hear Emil’s heart shatter to bits... But he instead gazed at (Y/n) and smiled. But not a happy one; a sad one. 

“It’s okay. I didn’t really expect you to like me back. I just wanted to get it off my chest. I’d understand if you feel uncomfortable seeing me right now after that so I’ll just go-” He stood up to leave, but (Y/n) grabbed his arm.

“Emil.... I’m really sorry, I am. I can’t control who I love, but I don’t want to stop seeing you. Can we.... can we still stay friends? Please?” She pleaded, eyes darting to avoid his, not being able to look him in the eye.

“Y-yeah. We can still be. I hope you and Lukas will be happy together. He likes you too.”

(Y/n) took a moment to process his words, before blushing hard and whispering a small “He does?” under her breath.

“(Y/n).... if it’s okay.... can we.... Can I hug you?” Emil asked.

Without a word, (Y/n) hugged her best friend. Ugh. The mere thought of that word had left a bad taste in her mouth. She felt horrible for friend-zoning him, but her heart belonged to someone else. 

Unknown to them, a certain blonde with a cross hairpin had watched them hug, and misunderstood it as her accepting his little brother’s confession. 

Lukas had avoided (Y/n) after that. He had stopped walking with them to school, ignored her texts and calls, and just acted as if she didn’t exist. (NOT.COOL.BRO.) 

And (Y/n) was sitting on her bed, crying, with Emil sitting beside her while eating licorice. 

“-And when I tried to talk to him at lunch today, he just straight up left and acted as if he couldn’t hear me yelling his name over and over againnnnn” (Y/n) cried, face on her pillow.

“....Do you even realize how uncomfortable I am right now? And you don’t have to explain the past few days in every detail to me, because I was there too you know.” Emil replied. 

“Well you’re the only one I can rant to.” She replied, taking one of his licorice.

“What about Feliciano and Lovino?” He asked, trying to take back the licorice she stole.

“Kuya Lovino would yell profanities at your brother, and Feli wouldn’t do anything to stop him.” She said, taking back the licorice and popping it to her mouth.

“Well you’re not wrong.” Emil sighed.

“Emil.... can you.... can you please talk to him for me?” She begged.

“What?! Why would I do that?!” He asked, baffled.

“He is your big brother. And I don’t even know why he’s ignoring me, and I can’t even ask what I did wrong because he’s ignoring me!” (Y/n) reasoned.

“Ughhhhh fine. But I’m not calling him that.” Emil grunted.

“Thank you sooooooo muchhhhhhh” She hugged him tightly as her tears started to dampen his shirt.

~TIMESKIP BECAUSE I CAN~

After Emil finally got out of (Y/n)’s death hug, he made his way to his house to confront Lukas, whom he found drinking coffee in the living room. 

“So, are you planning to ignore (Y/n) forever?” Emil asked getting straight to the point.

Lukas ignores him and decides to finishes his coffee.

“Seriously? Do you have to be such a jerk?” He continues.

Lukas remains silent.

“Talk to me. Answer my question!” Emil yelled at the blond.

“And why should I do that, dear brother? Just return to your girlfriend.” Lukas replies with his normal monotone voice. However anyone that truly knew him could feel the jealousy lined in it.

“Jesus, you really are dumb. She likes you, not me, you idiot. And I’ve had to watch her cry, sit in her room, and eat MY licorice, because YOU have been ignoring her without her even knowing why!!” Emil shouted, catching Lukas off guard. Before Lukas could even react, Emil started heading to his room and shut the door.

The next day, (Y/n) heard a knock on her door. Thinking it was probably Emil, she didn’t bother to change out of her pajamas or wash her tear stained face. However she was frozen in shock to see NOT Emil, but Lukas standing in front of her door.

“Oh. Hi Lukas.” She greeted softly, her voice worn out from the endless crying.

Without a word Lukas cupped her face in his hands and stared into her eyes.

“All this time, you were hurting because of me. Weren’t you?” He asked, monotone.

All she could manage was a small nod, and the next thing she knows, is Lukas’ lips on her own.

As they pulled away, Lukas used his finger to tuck some strands of her hair behind her ear. “I’m sorry for being a fool. I wouldn’t be surprised if you hate me now.”

More tears streamed down (Y/n)’s face as she replied; “How could I ever hate you?” and once more, they had leaned in for another kiss.

[Part 1]

[Iceland’s Ending]

Author: Yin

#hetalia #hetalia norway x reader #norway x reader #part 2 #norway's ending #hetalia iceland x reader x norway #iceland x reader x norway

[bad-luck-trio]

My best friend, or his brother? (Iceland x Fem!Reader x Norway) (Hetalia Gakuen AU) (Iceland’s Ending)

(I do not own the fanart above)

Warnings: Prompt 31: My best friend, or his brother?

I will be using their human names for this one:

Iceland = Emil Steilsson

Norway = Lukas Bondevik

Denmark = Mathias Køhler

(C/N) = (Country Name) = (Y/N) = (Your Name)

THIRD PERSON’S POV:

“(C/N).... we’ve known each other for a long while, right?” He asked nervously.

“Emil, are you alright? Why are you calling me by my country name? You’re not going to war, are you?!” (Y/n) asked, worried.

“No! I’m not going to war, you don’t need to worry for me. It’s just.... (Y/n)..... I’ve known you for a very long time. What I want to say is..... I like you!” He yelled.

“Emil, I....” She started.

Immediately, Emil interrupted her and looked away. “You don’t like me back. I get it, It’s okay. I... It wasn’t like I expected you to like me back, I.... I just wanted to let you know. I’m sure you like Lukas anyway. I just wanted to get it off my chest, I understand if you don’t want to talk to me anymore-”

It was (Y/n)’s turn to interrupt. She pulled him close and kissed him passionately. As they pulled apart, she buried her face on his chest. “I like you too. Not your brother.”

It took Emil a moment to process what she had said, before it finally clicked. he then put her on his lap and kissed her, and she didn’t hesitate to kiss back. 

And Mr. Puffin and Mathias were secretly watching them from the bushes, cheering silently.

A/N: Yeah, it was pretty short. Please don’t hate me for this.

[Part 1]

[Norway’s Ending]

Author: Yin

#hetalia #hetalia x reader #hetalia iceland #hetalia iceland x raeder #iceland x reader #hetalia denmark #hetalia mr puffin #Iceland's ending

[bad-luck-trio]

Stuck in the Janitor’s Closet (Hetalia America x Reader)

(I do not own the fanart above)

I will be using their human names on this one:

America = Alfred Jones

England = Arthur Kirkland

France = Francis Bonnefoy

Canada = Matthew Williams

(C/N) = Country Name = (Y/N) = Your name

THIRD PERSON’S POV:

“LOOK OUT DUDETTE!!” Were the words that (Y/n) heard last right before being shoved in the janitor’s closet.

“What the actual fu-” She was cut off when a hand suddenly covered her mouth. She looked up to see Alfred right in front of her, looking like a scared puppy. Before she could question him, she heard a loud yell; “ALFRED BLOODY JONES YOU WANKER, WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!!”

“Dammit Alfie, what did you do to upset Arthur this time?” The young girl asked, pretty annoyed. This always happens; Alfred and Arthur fighting? Yes. Getting stuck in the janitor’s closet? No.

“Nothing, I swear dudette!! I just told him that his cooking sucks, and that Mcdonalds is 101% better than his ugly scones!!” He whispered loudly.

The two sat there in silence, until they heard another voice: “What is it you’re looking for, dear black sheep of Europe? Lost your tweezers for plucking out your eyebrows?” Francis teased.

They could hear Arthur huff in annoyance. “Oh shut it, you bloody frog.” And the next thing they heard were Arthur’s footsteps leaving, and Francis following him, probably to make fun of him more.

“Do you think he left?” Alfred asked once more. (Y/n) nodded and tried to open the closet door.

“Umm, dudette? shouldn’t we be, I dunno, getting out already?” Alfred questioned.

“The damn door won’t open! It’s stuck!!” She screeched. She then started banging on the door, trying to open it.

“Don’t worry, you’re in luck! The hero is here!” Alfred yelled, and tried punching the door; To his surprise, and (Y/n)’s annoyance, the door didn’t budge, and Alfred hurt his fist.

“Great. How do we get out now? Everyone else is out for lunch.” (Y/N) thought aloud.

“Maybe we can wait it out?” Alfred suggested.

“Yeah, that seems okay.” She replied.

The closet space was really small. Alfred then sat down and motioned for her to sit on his lap. (Y/n) was hesitant, but sat on his lap anyways. Tired of the silence, Alfred decided to break it.

“So, how’s life? Anything exciting?” He asked.

“Well, not really. Things are pretty normal and boring for me, what about you?” She said.

“Well, things are never boring with the hero around!” Alfred grinned.

(Y/n) looked at him once more. The way his golden blonde hair perfectly framed his face, his baby blue eyes that had so much life in them that looked like they were stars, and his glasses that he would take off every now and then for dramatic effect; at that moment, all of them just seemed so.... attractive. So..... handsome. She could feel a blush slowly make it’s way to her face as she realized that their faces were so close together.

Slowly, their faces started getting closer..... and closer.... (Y/n) had closed her eyes, ready to close the gap when........

*CREAAAAAAAAK*

“Umm.... What are you two doing there?” The two of them opened their eyes and looked up to see Matthew; Alfred’s brother, gawking at them.

“Uhhh.... we got stuck.....” (Y/n) mumbled, blushing.

“Well, there was a food fight in the cafeteria so I’m gonna need that mop behind you guys. You two can continue after I get them....” Matthew whispered quietly, took the mop, and closed the door on Alfred and (Y/n).

“So, let’s continue?” Alfred smiled, pulling (Y/n) closer.

Author: Luna 

#hetalia #hetalia america #hetalia x reader #america x reader #hetalia america x reader #y/n #hetalia canada #hetalia england #hetalia france

[bad-luck-trio]

My best friend, or his brother? (Iceland x Fem!Reader x Norway Part 1) (Hetalia Gakuen AU)

(I don’t own the fanart above)

Warnings: Prompt 31: My best friend, or his brother?

I will be using their human names for this one:

Iceland = Emil Steilsson

Norway = Lukas Bondevik

Denmark = Mathias Køhler

(C/N) = (Country Name) = (Y/N) = (Your Name)

Third Person’s POV:

“EMIIIIIIILLL, LUKASSSSSS, YOU A$$HOLESSSS!!” A young woman with (e/c) eyes and long (h/c) hair flowing behind her as she ran towards them yelled, running towards her crush and his brother best friends, before tripping on a rock and falling to the road.

The two brothers immediately stopped in their tracks and ran to help her, each reaching out a hand for her to take. However, she ignored it and stood up on her own glaring angrily.

“I thought we agreed to walk to school together for our first day!! Instead, I ended up waiting in front of your front porch for 15 minutes before Mathias rushed out and told me you guys left early!! What gives?!” She hissed.

Emil looked very confused, and Lukas spoke up first in his usual monotone voice. “When we arrived at your front porch, Lovino said you had left early as well rather harshly.”

(Y/n) lived with her brothers, Feliciano and Lovino. And yes, she left early this morning, but it was to surprise Emil and Lukas by picking them up from their house for a change!

“I left early to pick you guys up this morning. I didn’t expect you guys to do the same thing!“ She crossed her arms in defense. 

Emil sighed and went beside (Y/n) and took her hand. “Well at least we’re walking together now.”

Lukas nodded and held her other hand, and in no time, she was all smiles again. She had known the two brothers for a very long time, so holding hands was normal for them.

Suddenly out of nowhere, Emil had broken the silence; “Wait, you said you ran into the Dane when he told you we had left already. Where is he anyway?”

(Y/n) shrugged, and Lukas had a rare mischievous smile on his face. 

“I think I know where he is. and how to get him to come out.” Lukas whispered to the her ear hotly. “Wha-? ”Before she could question him further, he had taken her in his arms and brought their faces closely together. Just as he was about to lean in closer to close the gap, (aka, before Emil was about to pull Y/n away from his big brother) There was a large cheer in the bushes.

Right after the not-so-subtle “AWE YEAH GET SOME, NORGE!!” in the bushes, Lukas had smirked and jerked his head to where Mathias was hiding, and in no time at all, made his way and started to strangle Mathias by his own tie, but not before giving (Y/n) a quick peck on the cheek.

After that, Emil took (Y/n)(Who was a blushing mess btw)’s hand once more, and Lukas dragged Mathias by his tie.

Emil and (Y/n) were in the same grade level as each other, and Lukas and Mathias were one year above them.

“Do you have all the things you need for today, little brother?” Lukas asked Emil, who groaned in annoyance.

“Yes. I do.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“You’re missing one thing.”

“WHAT.”

“You forgot to call me big brother.”

Ah, yes. Their daily bickering which included Lukas trying to get Emil to call him big brother, and Emil denying to call him that.

“For the millionth time, I am NOT calling you that!!”

“Big brother.”

“I’m not saying it.”

“Big brother.”

“I’m not saying it.”

“You’re procrastinating. You know you want to.”

“I’m NOT saying it!!”

(Y/n) giggled and waved goodbye to Lukas and Mathias while leading Emil to their building. Since Lukas and Mathias were on different levels from (Y/n) and Emil, they took classes in a different building.

As (Y/n) brought Emil towards their building, the walk was uncomfortably silent. As (Y/n) was about to enter her classroom and wave Emil goodbye, he suddenly tightened his grip on her arm, which startled her.

“E-Emil? Are you alright?” She asked. His face was starting to get really red. Worried, she placed her hand on his forehead.

“I-I was just wondering.... Umm.... Would you- Would you want to hang out later at the park after classes? You know.... like old times? I need to tell you something important.” Emil stuttered, with his face turning very red that would put Antonio’s tomatoes to shame.

‘Good thing Mr. Puffin isn’t here to humiliate me today....‘ He thought to himself.

(Y/n) smiled. “Of course!” And with that, she had left to enter her first class.

~TIMESKIP BECAUSE I CAN~

“Emil!” The young girl yelled to the white haired boy, running towards him. “I’m sorry I took a while, our teacher had us doing a seatwork and we ended up going overtime. I didn’t make you wait long, did I?” She asked, catching her breath.

“It’s okay, I just got here before you did.” He lied. (Y/n) sighed in relief and sat down on the swing beside him.

“So, what was it that you needed to tell me?” (Y/n) asked, looking at Emil’s deep blue eyes. (Was it blue or violet? I can’t remember.)

“Well.... do you like someone?” He questioned, as she started to look away.

“Why do you ask? Do.... do you like someone too?” She replied.

“I do. But I’m not sure if she likes me back. And... well, I can’t talk about it with the guys because no doubt they’d tease me about it nonstop.” He said, looking down.

“I get what you mean. If I told Feliciano or Lovino, they would never let me around any guy every again. Well, mostly Lovino. Feli wouldn’t mind at all.” She sighed.

“(C/N).... we’ve known each other for a long while, right?” He asked nervously.

“Emil, are you alright? Why are you calling me by my country name? You’re not going to war, are you?!” (Y/n) asked, worried.

“No! I’m not going to war, you don’t need to worry for me. It’s just.... (Y/n)..... I’ve known you for a very long time. What I want to say is..... I like you!” He yelled.

“Emil, I....” She started.

TO BE CONTINUED.....

[Emil’s Ending]

[Lukas’ Ending]

Author: Yin

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