#aph england x reader

[bloodyselfshipping]

(Hetalia Main 8 x Reader) How they talk about you!

(Gender Neutral) Headcanons ~

Most people around Alfred would probably not realize you two are romantically involved. The way he talks about you is less like a partner and more like a best friend.

But that said, everyone would know who you are. It’s immediately obvious how close your relationship is. He seems to know everything about you.

He won’t bring you up constantly, but your presence is around him in some way.

“Who are you texting during the meeting?!” “Oh, Y/N! Right now they’re-”

“Who are you inviting?” “Y/N! I really think they’d have fun coming along-”

“Are you free tonight?” “Mm, sorry dude. I’m with Y/N tonight, just like last night, and the night before we-”

But if anyone asks, he loves talking about you. You make everything more fun, so even thinking about you makes him feel so much better!

He doesn’t bring you up much, but when he does it’s so obvious how much he loves you. Always looking in the distance longingly…

Doesn’t share a lot of personal details, probably doesn’t even mention your name. He always calls you nicknames or just “my lover.”

Arthur prefers to keep you his little secret.

“Ah, I have to go. I have an engagement with… someone special.”

So it's usually very stilted and formal, but not because of a lack of affection. He thinks that PDA and gushing about romance in public is tactless, so he refrains.

You’re like royalty to him so he always makes sure to make his respect more apparent than anything. No one is more special to him than you <3

The second most normal out of any of them. Although he always refers to you very romantically, that isn’t very out of line for how he normally is.

It seems as if he sees you as perfect, above others in every way. He always praises you and everything you do, to an absolutely absurd degree.

Always has very specific things he calls you in front of others.

“Ah, this reminds me of my S/O. They are like poetry in motion…”

“Every day I am inspired by Y/N, even the most impressive works of art are nothing compared to them.”

“My eternal love, they are calling to me… I must go!”  “Just say you wanna get outta here!”

He can’t help but gush about how perfect you are. He would say you are nothing less than soulmates.

Yao is a very traditional man. From the start of your relationship, he’s always referred to you as if you were married.

Sometimes he’ll refer to you like those old men who hate their wives, but only because he doesn’t realize the full implications.

“”Aiyaa! Have to go tend to the ball and chain, see you later!”

Except when he says that, he means it affectionately. By “tending to the old ball and chain” he means laying his head in your lap for two hours and telling you about how stupid his friends are.

He’d love nothing more than to just talk to you and you alone, he doesn’t care what anyone else thinks of you two.

Ivan CANNOT stop talking about you! Seriously, everyone is very annoyed by it. But he just can’t hold himself back, he needs everyone to know about how much he loves you.

Anytime anyone brings up something that reminds him of you, he has to go on a whole tangent. God forbid someone brings up an interest of yours, then it goes on forever.

They probably won’t even know your name because he just always uses some adorable pet name for you (:

When he misses you, it’s even worse. Anything just immediately results in,

“My darling used to call me that…” “Because it’s your name!”

If he could, he would bring you everywhere with him. So, he’ll do so in his own way (: (telling everyone who breathes in his direction about you)

Everyone is immediately aware of your existence. He LOVES bringing you up at every opportunity. All his friends need to know about his lovely S/O right now!!!

Definitely tries to show you off.

“You know whose really attractive? My S/O! Look, see!!!”

“I just thought of something funny, one time Y/N did that! But like, they were super hot!”

“Cuore mio, everyone should see how wonderful you are. Don’t be embarrassed!”

When he gets drunk, he can’t help but talk anyone’s ear off about you. About how much you mean to him, about how proud he is of you, a lot of other stuff that seems way too sentimental for an easy-going guy like him.

Often ends up bursting into rooms just to bring news of you. He gets so emotional it can become unbearable for those around him.

He can’t imagine his life without you, and everything is just a reminder of that fact. Feliciano loves you more than anything!

Ludwig wouldn’t not talk about you… but he wouldn’t go out of his way to do so. Not because he’s embarrassed of you, but because he’s embarrassed of how much he’s in love with you!

You make him so soft… and the thoughts of you are constantly distracting him! His darling (you) lives in his head rent-free, damn you!

“Oi Germany, is that a person on your lock-screen?” “N-No! Well… it’s my S/O… don’t make it into a situation!”

He thinks very highly of you, and trusts your judgment completely. Talking to you helps him think out his problems. That fact is so obvious that a lot of times, his friends will call you up for him when he’s panicking.

Not a fan of pet names, and can seem cold about your relationship in public. But don’t let that fool you, he doesn’t want to go a day without you!

Very casual about you. You’re his partner, you matter a lot to him, and he’s not embarrassed about it. 

But he does use his experiences with you to help him relate to others, so you get brought up quite a lot with his friends. When he’s having trouble socially, he tries to remember everything you’ve ever told him and repeat it.

“My S/O had something similar happen to them. May I consult them on this?”

“This reminds me of something that Y/N said to me last week. Shouldn’t we just put the past behind us? They said it’s no good to dwell on these things.”

“Hm… maybe we should just go home and rest before making a decision. Besides, I want to talk to Y/N about this.” “Are you sure you don’t just miss them?” “That is a possibility.”

He acts as if you two are married, but just because you have become so important to him so quickly. You make his life so much better and easier, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

[atom-writings]

Nice blog! You wouldn't mind if I took a little chomp out of it yeah? :D

Mmmmm can I request France,Germany,England, Prussia and Russia with an s/o who really likes there accent and voice. S/o would listen to them talk all day just to hear there voice/accent? There just mesmerized by it.

Much appreciated partner and have a great day🙏🙏‼️‼️🔥🔥⁉️⁉️🪑🪑🪑🪑

(France, Germany, England, Prussia & Russia x Reader) S/O that loves their accent!

(Gender Neutral) Headcanons ~ A/N have fun eating my blog but beware. Theres poison sometimes :)

Trigger Warning: None, just fluff!

Oh, you do not need to tell him that. He knows. And he adores how obsessed you are with just his voice. Don’t worry, he won’t tease you too bad

But expect to be woken up a couple of times by him reading you love poems in French. Actually, he’s doing that all the time. Anytime that he can speak to you in French, he’s doing it.

“My beautiful language for a beautiful person, no?”

It’s also pretty obvious that he exaggerates his accent for you. Sure, he’s been speaking English for centuries, but you’d never guess that from how he talks to you. It’s a little childish, but he just can’t get enough of your face whenever he says anything even remotely romantic in that silky voice of his.

Whenever he catches you staring, he can’t do anything but grin, promising himself that he’ll spoil you sometime soon for being so cute.

Ludwig has never really liked his own voice that much, so at least someone does for him. He always complains it’s too harsh and too loud. And years of people judging him for his accent didn’t help that…

But he trusts you completely. If you say you want to hear him, he’ll talk as much as you want. But since you’re not giving him a prompt, you’re hearing about 1870s train logistics. He doesn’t make the rules.

He would try to be all affectionate and sweet like you want him to… but that is really not his forte. He tries! But you’ll just both end up blushing and stuttering and getting nothing done then. If it’s just his handsome accent you want though, you’re all good. He can make a manual on building an IKEA chair sound hot.

He’d rather hear YOU ramble than do so himself. Even if he does love how adorable you are when you’re so infatuated with him.

No surprise there. You’re not the first partner of his to love his voice, and you won’t be the last. Luckily that means he’s got a whole lot of experience, so he knows exactly what to say to melt your heart.

“Come on, Darling, don’t look at me like that.  Why don’t we get out of here, just me and you? How about that, Love?”

He’s not much for rambling, much less talking about himself, but he can absolutely fulfil your need for his voice elsewhere. A lot of your nights spent together will be him reading some ancient novel to you, his voice soothing as ever, until you inevitably fall asleep cuddled up next to him.

He must admit, he loves having that power over you. Being able to make you fall in love with him using nothing but his words? You’re just so cute, he can’t resist flustering you on purpose.

Well, of course you do! He’s spent centuries making sure he sounds hot as hell! But… you’re being serious right? You aren’t annoyed by how high-pitched he can get? Ok, thank god.

He is so excited once you tell him that. It’s hard to stop himself from immediately teasing you about it. After all, there isn’t a single sight that’s cuter to him than your pretty face all lost in love for him.

If you’re ever feeling down, he tries to distract you by simply telling you a long, overly complicated story from his past. Which, with those purple eyes fixed on you and a goofy smile plastered across his face, all the while his voice drips with accent, it’s hard to not get distracted.

He loves talking about himself anyway. It’s a good thing you like hearing him. Most people don’t. But that’s just what makes you two meant to be <3

Oh, you like his voice? He’s confused. You’re being serious? … why?

The poor guy is really insecure about his voice. He worries his accent is too strong, too ugly, and his voice is way too high-pitched. It seems like no one likes when he talks… they say he’s rude and weird. So… your adoration for him and how he speaks is a real shock.

Whenever you ask him to talk more, he gets all embarrassed and doesn’t know what to say! Especially if you compliment his accent, then he just freezes up and dismisses you. Anywhere you are, he’ll start talking all quietly and cover his face with his hands. But you can still see him blushing underneath them…

But once he’s used to it, he loves just narrating the things he’s doing. Sometimes you’ll wake up and come downstairs to see him coming up with some silly song about the breakfast he’s cooking you. Learning that you like hearing him has definitely made him include stuff like that in his daily routine. 

Plus, now when he wants a reaction out of you… he’ll lean into it. Rolling his r’s dramatically, whispering to you in Russian… when he wants to be, he’s quite a tease.

[hwsing]

Thoughts about pegging the allies and mayhaps Italy 🧍‍♂️

pegging? pegging!

notes: 18+, top reader and bottom characters. includes: america (alfred), canada (matthew), france (francis), england (arthur), china (yao). i think some of my opinions on this are unpopular but pls don’t attack me for it lmaoo, as always, reblogs are appreciated!

cw: talk about pegging, slightly toxic views on sex (ivan)

first of all, those who would be most interested in it would be francis who is just kinky as fuck, feliciano who is down to roll around however and yao who is so old and easily bored nowadays that you have got to switch it up often anyways. the least would be ivan, who is just overall not a super big fan of bottoming and arthur who is similar and just. struggles to get into most things involving toys. alfred and matthew are in the middle area.

francis loves sex. something has to be really bewildering for him to be particularly opposed — hell, it’s likely that he brought it up himself if you’re more hesitant to. if you bring it up first, he’s pleasantly surprised and causally agrees; he has high expectations! but, honestly, even if you suck at it, he just takes it as an opportunity to teach you. he’ll tell you how to fuck him right through his breathy, soft moans, encouraging and awfully sweet about the whole thing. but, if you do know what you’re doing or are more confident, he’s more than happy to take it. he actually cums a lot harder when something is in his ass to be honest. he’d most certainly want it to become a more regular thing.

like francis, yao might end up bringing this up himself. he is old and, honestly, very few things shock him. he’s not someone who needs super niche hardcore stuff to get off, but he thinks it’s beneficial for everyone involved to switch things up often enough!! he’s used to bottoming to begin with, so this is by no means his first rodeo. bigger the better

alfred is not very opinionated about these things, to be honest. by default, he likes getting his dick wet, so he doesn’t think about bottoming very often. when presented with the idea, though, he’s by no means opposed! he takes it like a champ, and if you didn’t already have it, he got plenty of lube! would be very embarrassed by the fact he got fucked though. he doesn’t really have a reason to be, he just gets flustered if you remind him outside of the bedroom

ivan isn’t inherently particularly dominating in intimacy, but he very much likes to be the one deciding the pace with sex. and while you can argue that bottoming isn’t a forfeit, because that’s true to him it feels like it. he’s just…. very stubborn and would likely be dismissive of the idea. if he trusts you a LOTTTTT i think he’d be more open to the idea. you’ll have to unlock ivan level 99 first though. good luck adventurer

i was having very mixed feelings on matthew. i do think he’d be down though. at least post 2020 matthew would be. prior to that, i dont think he’d be downright opposed to it, but he doesn’t entirely get it…. once it happens though, he doesn’t think it’s a huge deal. doesn’t love the feeling (just isn’t really into the feeling if the toy, thinks its a bit uncomfy regardless of lube) but if your thrust game is good enough it can compensate for the toy feeling!

arthur has bottomed before, but it was almost, if not just straight up always, because his companion for that night had a willy and refused to bottom themselves. arthur isn’t against it, even if it isn’t what he naturally gravitates towards — but… pegging? maybe a younger, more adventurous arthur would be a bit intrigued, but the man barely accepts that vibrators can help spice things up. he just… struggles to see the point, but he’s likely to try it out if you two are long term partners. i can’t see him being very into it, but he’ll indulge you once in a blue moon to please you because he loves you <33

[brianlesshetaliawritings]

Hey, I saw you wanted some requests. So, can I have how the Allies act when they have a crush? ✨Thank you✨

Allies when they have a crush

note: sorry it took so long. it was england's fault, i hate british people (joke ofc). oh also probably mischaracterized a lot. (sorry again)

England

He's trying to be subtle, but he really isn't.

Tries to wait it out until it goes away. It wasn't a success

Would eventually try and show how cool he is, did you know he met Henry the VIII?

You get to munch on his speciality too! Burnt crumpets with some british tea. Please tell him it's good.

Doesn't mean he'll suck up to you though! You’re not special, or anything.. (Yes u very much are)

He’s trying to be impressive and cool without making it obvious.

Not really showboating though. He just wants to prove he can be a reader’s man, not Superman.

America

Y’know how I said England won’t showboat? Yeah well, this guy will.

He’d try and show you how strong he is by inviting you to hang out with him while he works out. (He doesn’t even work out usually, he just wants to look badass)

Would take you out often, not like a date of course. Just lunch, Y’know?

Also trying to be a reader’s man. He’ll hold the door open or pull your chair out for you.

Gets you very nice gifts that he knows you’ll love, he tries to remember your likes.

He will attempt to sneak his hand into yours when you two walk together

Always offers (and ends up) helping you when he thinks you need it

France

He twirls his hair and kicks his feet while talking to you on the phone.

Would love to cook you something good to eat, he tries extra hard to make sure you enjoy the dish he makes. (He’ll be glancing at you to see your reaction when eating it)

Takes you to the different beauties throughout his country

This might be off topic, but I feel like he adores people with strong admirable qualities.

He would like to take you shopping with him. You don’t have to though, but he will still try and dress you up. He just finds it fun.

Very affectionate with you, he keeps an arm around you when walking or sitting together.

He won’t flirt with anyone anymore now that you’re his main romantic focus.

China

The fact he even has a crush is kinda wild, but here he is. Anyways, I feel like he’d be good at hiding it for awhile (until he chooses not to anymore).

Once he’s stopped hiding it as much he’ll start giving you nice gifts. (Necklaces, snacks you like, things that reminded him of you.)

He’ll take you to gardens and temples so you can enjoy his culture, he just likes them and hopes you do too.

Plays the role of your (ancient) best friend who gives amazing advice and comforts you when your in pain.

He would listen to anything you say, and if it seems like he isn’t paying attention, he really is.

Might be a bit off topic, but he definitely gives you the most gifts on your birthday. Expect 20 of those bitches when you wake up.

Not much else to comment on, he does his role in your life well.

Russia

It’s pretty easy to tell he likes you for the most part, but you’d somehow never be able to tell he’s interested in you, though others might. (the baltics and his sisters)

The type to put on a scary movie if you’re scared of them, so you can hold onto him when startled.

He likes to go on walks with you, no specific area, it can be the park or in the middle of nowhere. He doesn’t really care where.

Very much a big fan of being affectionate with you. He likes to hug you a lot, sometimes the hugs feel like he’s strangling the life out of you, and sometimes they’re gentle and sweet.

Also holds your hand often, but he ain’t even sneaky about it. Just does it to be sure you’re there, he’s always a bit worried you’re gonna abandon him.

He’s also pretty protective of you and wouldn’t let a single thing harm you physically or emotionally.

Gets along with your parents very well, he’s a sweet gentleman to you.

Canada

Everyone knows. Everybody. Knows. His crush is no secret, but that doesn’t make it any less adorable.

He loves you because you remember him every time, and he appreciates that more than you can fathom.

Trying to be the bestest bud you can have, would love to have lazy Sundays with you where all you do is pancakes and movies.

He likes to check up on you often to see how you’re doing, would do anything to make you happy if you’re sad.

The type of guy who’ll invite you camping or hiking. He enjoys the outdoors and would appreciate if you enjoyed them with him.

He gets you loads of stuffed animals, he’d probably spend forever at a claw machine trying to win you a prize.

Kumajirou likes you, and you two get along well. When Canada mentions his crush on you to him, he’ll encourage him to confess.

[mimimyluv]

Hetalia y/n’s have to stand together, how about England x Reader where y/n admires his tattoos?

anon bless your heart because this lead me down a path of picturing arthur as a prep with secret tattoos and i promptly blacked out. when i woke up i ended up with this oneshot. i hope you enjoy and may your meals always be delicious and your pillow always cold (or warm depending on how you like it lol). also i wasn't sure if you wanted smut, so it's sfw (just to be safe). but it's still suggestive. if you wanted full-blown smut tho just lmk 👍

⏆﹒⬚﹒🍏﹒➲﹒reader admiring arthur's tattoos; gn! reader (nothing specified), 800 words/4k characters, fluff with some suggestive themes. lowercase intended.

the contrast is interesting, you muse.

your lover’s always projected a proper– if not a tad pretentious– image of the quintessential upper-class english man. he has all his clothes and shoes tailored; every thread and button perfectly bespoke (the extra costs just for suit jackets can be somewhat incomprehensible, but he always assures you it is a perfectly good investment. you never complain too much– not when he’s so damn handsome in those same bespoke suits).

he drinks his tea with a pinky up; always, always with the fine, intricately painted porcelain (an antique dating back to the victorian era, he often tells you).

he rubs elbows with the upper echelons of london society; engaging in those stereotypical, hoity-toity activities only people with money to burn can do (polo, horseback riding, fucking golf… it would make you laugh if it weren’t for his tall, elegant frame, with the lean, subtle musculature of the ideal english sportsman).

but beneath that proper exterior, though– there’s something more passionate, something more untamed lurking. while arthur often keeps that side of him under wraps, you have the privilege of being privy to it in numerous ways.

you’re reminded of it as you laze next to him in his sheets, basking in the post-sex afterglow. his back is to you, you can fully take in the smattering of golden freckles across his fair skin, and… oh.

“i haven’t seen this one before.”

you trace your fingers along the merfolk inked on his back. you try to summon some hazy memories from a past gallery date with arthur– ah, yes. it’s a near-identical replica of john william waterhouse’s mermaid, except…

it’s you. replacing the mermaid combing her long, auburn hair is you. you’re in that same, languid pose, with just a long white fabric draped tightly along your body to preserve the barest modicum of modesty. somehow, though– with the sultriness of your eyes, the curve of your bare neck and shoulders– this remaster of waterhouse’s mermaid somehow seems more… suggestive.

“do you like it?” he murmurs, turning over to face you. his forest-green eyes are lidded, light, feathered lashes nearly resting on the top of his freckled cheeks. this is the most relaxed you’ve ever seen him; your heart leaps for a split second.

“a tattoo of me?” you say, mock-dryly. still, your face is warm, and you can’t help but smile. “i thought you hated cliches.”

“ah, well.” suddenly, he’s blushing too. his freckles are even more stark against his skin; you barely resist the urge to trace your thumb all over them. “some… can be alright.”

you grin.

“when did you get this?”

“a few weeks after our date to the tate.”

you can’t help but snort out a laugh, fond.

“and you said you were done with tattoos, hm?”

“when i saw that painting,” the pinkness of his cheeks deepen, “i just couldn’t stop seeing you. so one last tattoo couldn’t hurt, i suppose.”

“mhm, it’s not like i mind,” you whisper, drawing a hand down to trace the tudor roses and ivy inked along his ribs, “you know i love your tattoos, arthur.”

“perhaps that’s why i had it done,” he laughs raspily, “you might only want me for my tattoos. needed something to keep the spark alive, don’t you think, my dear?”

“don’t be an idiot.” you lightly chastise him, then draw him closer for a kiss, bracing him by your hand on the back of his head. unlike the heated, passionate kisses you two shared earlier, he moves his mouth against yours slowly and indulgently; the kind of kiss that could lull you to slumber after a long day.

“let me see it again, then.” you say against his lips, quiet and muffled. he smirks, uncharacteristically roguish.

“i believe you just proved my earlier point.”

“oh, shut up.”

he complies anyway, shifting so you can see his back; this time, you can study it more clearly. your face, stark as day– maybe it’s corny, but you can’t help the way your heart leaps at the sight. proper, upper-class arthur kirkland being lovestruck enough to have you permanently inked on his skin, even when he’s eschewed tattoos and everything that can be linked to delinquency in favor of his image. there’s just something truly… amazing about it.

“i wanna see the rest.” you mumble. he rolls over, pretending to grumble.

“maybe you really are just with me for my tattoos, love.”

you ignore him and look over the rest of his tattoos– the tudor roses and ivy on his ribs; the plantagenet lions on his left shoulder; a hobbes’ quote– a great leap in the dark– on his right forearm.

and now, the portrait of you as waterhouse’s mermaid on his back.

“i do love your tattoos, arthur.” you quietly repeat, settling down next to him. you draw nearer, hooking a leg over his body and resting your head against his chest; his heartbeat thrums in a consistent pitter-patter right next to your ear.

“but i love you more.”

he’s silent, but he combs his fingers– long, graceful, and work-worn– through your hair.

“i love you too.”

“yeah.” you smile drowsily. you can see yourself as a merfolk in your hazy mind's eye, forever inked on his back. “i know.”

[hetaliaimaginesin2022]

How would the allies do with a super wealthy s/o (another country) who likes to spoil them? Their s/o gives them gifts, takes them out to dates and if they want something their s/o will get it for them regardless of the price

This is so cute, boys definitely deserve to get pampered too

America • Alfred Jones

Frankly, he revels in this sort of treatment and quickly finds himself liking the presents, dates, and overall positive attention

While he doesn't do it too often, he's really one of the only countries who will ask you for things (he makes it quite clear that you can and should do the same too)

Definitely makes jokes about being your future trophy husband

Canada • Mathew Williams

He's a bit uncomfortable with the big, expensive presents, and it takes a while for him to be comfortable expressing that to you, it's not that he doesn't like them, it's just that it's a lot at once to get use to

He does like the dates though

While he typically prefers smaller outside dates, when you take him to the sort of restaurants with glittering chandeliers, gorgeous interior decor, and incredible food it makes his heart race a bit

He likes dressing up and going, your arm in his, these kinds of dates make him feel important, loved, and seen

China

He tells you bluntly that, while he appreciates the gesture, he finds the gifts more on the unnecessary side, and would much rather prefer something that could be useful (he doesn't mind the occasional cute plush though)

He doesn't dislike your attention, but seeing as he's been around for over four thousand years, the drawl of pretty stones or expensive clothing is kind of lost on him

He quite enjoys the dinner dates though

England

Because he can be quite traditional, part of him finds it a bit embarrassing, especially when you're the one pulling out your card to pay for dinners, his face heats up and he mumbles out a quiet 'thank you, darling'

You will get a similar response if you get him gifts too

He really does love them, he's just not completely use to being treated like that

His favorite gifts aren't the big expensive ones, though, they're the little things you get that make you think of him, like flowers or a book he's been looking forward to reading

France • François Bonnefoy

François adores spoiling his partners, so he'd love nothing more than to date someone who reciprocates that

While he's not someone who gravitates towards things specifically for the price tag alone, he is known for being able to appreciate the finer things in life and he really appreciates everything

As a thank you gift, he will often get you flowers or take you on dates (he loves recieving flowers too though, and would be soaring if his partner got him some)

This is a side note, but if you like the idea, he'd want to get a few coordinating outfits with you, he finds them endearing

Russia • Ivan

Out of the 6, he's the one who likes this treatment the most

The big gestures, the expensive dinners? He very well could pay for them by himself, but it's like you're going the extra mile to express your feelings for him, so he absolutely loves it

He also reciprocates this by giving you equally exorbitant gifts and taking you to expensive dinners too

He wants to make you feel just as loved as you make him feel

[hetalia-fannn]

Face family headcannons where their s/o tried to give them chocolates for Valentine’s Day but the s/o accidentally ate them in their sleep and they woke up to a empty box of chocolates to give

Sure!

Sorry, it's late!

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Hetalia - Himaruya

Characters: Aph France, Aph America, Aph Canada, Aph England -> Face family

Genre: Fluff

Reader: Gender-neutral

france gif cuz why not lol

Aph Face Family's reaction to you eating the chocolate you were supposed to give them on Valentines: (Under the cut!)

P.S: Instead of writing a whole one for all of them, I decided it'd be better if I seperated each of their headcanons.

France:

When you realised you ate all the beautiful chocolate you reserved for France to give him on Valentines while you were sleeping, you couldn't find a way to keep yourself calm since you literally ate them all!

Now you were wondering of ways to get him new chocolates, but it was too late, France knocked on your door already.

You didn't know what to do, since you were all day saying him you prepared a surprise gift which was the chocolate.

"Mon S/o, it's finally Valentines are you ready for our date~?"

"I also wonder about these chocolates you said tasted amazing and especially bought for me~"

With that, you just figured it out you couldn't lie on this situation which would only make him sad. So you just,

"France, it makes me so embarrassed to say this but... I actually ate them in my sleep! And now there is just an empty box.."

You thought it would make him feel dissapointed in you, but then you heard France's giggling.

"Mon S/o! That's in fact a little funny of you~ But I don't really mind it at all! Forget them, let's just go out for our date~"

You smiled, you guessed it was just some overthinking, luckily your date with him went perfect!

America:

IT.WAS.ALL.EMPTY.

The chocolate box was literally empty as a desert.

You weren't really a sleepwalker, but it looked like you were a sleepeater. The chocolates you wanted to give to America were gone, he always gave you the best gifts, and you wanted to do the same.

But with your "luck", the worst happened.

You knew he had a sweet tooth, your homemade Valentines chocolate would really be the best gift ever, and sad thing was you didn't have time to make them again.

So you just went him to confess what actually happened. Damn how could you even say that you ate all of his chocolate?!?

America shouted when he saw you, "HEYY S/o How are doing???"

"Are you ready for Valentines??? CUZ I AM!!"

"I am as well, but I accidentally ate all your chocolate ><"

"Oh really? Well I don't mind!! Now that's my chance to take you to chocolate shop!!"

Well, he wasn't bothered at all, knowing him, that would be the best date for you.

Canada:

Canada was someone who didn't really mind small mistakes, he was always grateful for every little thing in life.

So you, eating all the chocolate you got for him wouldn't really be a problem for him, you thought.

But at the same time, you just couldn't believe yourself for doing that, looked like it was your first time learning you had the ability to eat even while you were sleeping!

He was an understanding person, you really admired him for that, so maybe he wouldn't really mind what happened either.

While going to the park you two really liked, you were thinking whether to tell him the truth or not.

Obviously, he noticed it, he always paid attention to you which was lovely.

"Hey S/o, is there something bothering you? You haven't really spoken any word on our way.."

You couldn't resist, "Yeah... I accidentally ate all your chocolate, it was special for you, I can't believe I made this mistake.."

You looked at his face only to see his calm and heart warming smile, "It's okay S/o, chocolates aren't really important as you, why don't we make ours together instead?"

England:

This made you all blush, "Yes, of course!"

You loved how he always like that...

Tea time with England, truly one of the best date for you two.

Except, it would be better if you didn't eat all the chocolate??!? While you were sleeping?!?!? How did that even happen?!?!?

These thoughts were all in your head, maybe you were too excited for your date that you ate them all while you were sleeping.

Was it because you were thinking about him? You asked to yourself. Didn't notice England was calling you twice.

"Hey S/o, you there?" Out of your thoughts immediately, you answered "Y-yes! I am! I was just- nevermind..."

"Not the nevermind when there is completely something bothering you. Is it about the chocolates you ate last night?"

You were shocked when you heard that, how did he know?

"Oh my, how did you learn..?"

"I heard some noises in the kitchen, and saw you eating all the chocolates, I thought you were hungry, so didn't say anything."

"But why...? They were all for you, and I ate them all, wouldn't that make you feel dissapointed in me..?"

"And why would it? I found you very cute that moment, and didn't bother you or myself heh"

You blushed, maybe chocolates weren't that important anyways.

"Anyways, let's continue our tea time"

You nodded while feeling happy.

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Okay so rereading this, I guess it might be a little ooc, I hope it doesn't matter. And I also hope you'll like it! :") Again sorry for replying lately, hope it's how you wanted!

[kirklandsheartsecrets]

How would the bros act/react to their wife playfully being a little naughty? Like she hugs them from behind only for her hands to start feeling them up, she smacks their ass while walking pass them, she sends a dirty text during a meeting, and finally while working late in their desk she visits them to remind them to not over do it and then whispers into their ear something naughty.

So that you know, they'll be motivated to finish work fast ;)

UK brothers x reader II playful and naughty teasing

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

+18

consensual acts and characters are all +18 of course.

Wales

Hugs from behind drive him to insanity.

He loves, loves, loves feeling you behind him.

Your hands are traveling over his torso.

or lower

Dig your hands over his body and prop yourself against him.

Seduction works well with him; he is into it.

He never leaves work until the last minute, so he's probably free for this specific business related to you.

has priorities set in his life;)

You peeked your head in the living room; Dylan's silhouette was doing something near the drawer, where many savage piles of files always lay, creating a mess. The blonde's head turned around, taking note of your presence. However, the man thought you would only pass by. He didn't expect to feel your sudden warmth from behind.

Smoothly, your hands grabbed the blonde's waist, pressing your fingertips over the soft skin covered by his shirt. As if your Welsh boyfriend accepted his fate, he didn't let out a sound from his lips, waiting for your next move. Your hands relaxed, however, and they traveled up his torso, gliding over the slight curves of his muscles. Dylan lost the grip on the files he was holding, which fell messily over the edge of his fingers.

The higher your hands would reach, the tighter the space between his ass and your tights would be as they tightened and pressed against each other. You tiptoed to reach even higher, to his clavicles, only to quickly drop your hands back to his waist and furthermore reach to where his v-line started.

Most of your fingers stretched away from his skin, leaving only your index fingers to tease the hem of his pants.

Air caught up inside Dylan's throat as he felt warmth building up in his chest and face. He wondered if the blood ran directly to his pants, giving him a visible boner, or if the sensation came from your hands playing with him, feeling up every inch of his body.

Dylan reached over your hands when you started playing with the hem of his pants.

« Now... » He mumbled only for your ears.

You tiptoed again and pressed yourself against Dylan, ignoring his question, this time leaning and kissing the right side of his neck. Voluntarily breathing over his skin, goosebumps appeared instantly.

Northern Ireland

pretend to moan his name.

or whisper his name in his ears.

Add to it a sly smile.

Playful seduction always pays off.

He cannot concentrate anymore.

will cancel anything to end you right there in bed.

Meetings, appointments, you call it.

could be at home or in public  

He loves playful intimacy and usually responds by doing the same, but moaning his name in his ears is his secret spot. From the moment you moaned out his name with a smile, he was also smiling with his lips.Connor thought quickly about how he could make you pay for your naughty sounds by teasing him.

The meeting's bathroom or wait until tonight?

He wasn't going to wait when you were in the same room as him, looking irresistible. He just wanted to hear your nasty voice yell out his name over and over again now.

He felt aggressive butterflies take over his pelvis region, conscious of the blood slowly rushing to it.

He takes his phone, writing something quick over it as you two were in the middle of a meeting,

Why don't you purr like this in the bathroom while I listen with headphones?''

When you stood up and left the meeting room, Connor, I expected you to actually do it as you were wearing the dirtiest look on your face.

This only made him unexpectedly leave the meeting with a deep facial expression, heading towards the bathroom.

Ireland

One kiss over the lips is never one kiss only.

always turns out into a make-out session

and he knows it.

just as well as you do.

Of course, he also drops everything he is doing.

He didn't want to do it anyway.

pretty easy; kiss him and grind him a bit in between.

reacts positively to the signs instantly.

Sean pretended to be focused on this project, computer open in front of him, staring at the screen. He obviously wasn't; however, this project wasn't going to write itself by just staring at it. Someone employed by his boss would do it anyway.

You lightly knocked at the door of his office, entering. When you opened the door, Sean could hear the voices coming from the neighboring rooms. His boss and many others were discussing random matters loudly enough to be heard. Yet he was stuck here, writing this project, when he could just talk it out with whoever was in charge of this subject.

Naturally, after entering, you sat on him, leaning lightly for a hug. Sean's arms welcome you closer to him.

Without speaking a word, you pulled him into a kiss, perfectly conscious that Sean would turn it into the most heated make-out session right there, right now.

He sunk deeper into the chair as you deepened the kiss, taking your sweet time and waiting for him to engage deeper. Sean chose to slow down and break the kiss. He knew he was onto something when you made him extend his posture lower in the chair, only for him to lean soon enough again in. While you applied pressure against his lips, Sean's left hand found its way to your chest, and as a response, your pelvis against his thigh grinded closer. However, much to Sean's displeasure, you detached from him, leaving his head hanging towards you in confusion.

As you're leaving the room, he is quick behind you, following.

England

One naughty text is not enough.

It takes 10 of them for him to actually stop what he is doing.

This workaholic is too busy

Be straight to the point and say what you want him to do to you.

He is not patient.

you neither;)

definitely motivated to finish quicker.

There is something else he'll finish quick though.

on his mind the whole time after reading the texts.

England felt his stomach drop, followed by heat, as he saw the text bubbles appear. 11, to be precise. For a moment, the Brit thought that they would never stop. He saw them but didn't mind reading them fully, his attention sparked by the people around the parliament talking. He turned his phone the other way around, over his thigh, so he wouldn't look at it. However, the urge to check took over, so he grabbed the phone and this time unlocked it to read the texts from the start.

Arthur knew he didn't let any reaction escape his facial features, as parliament sessions are filmed.

He knew no one could see the texts, so he started reading them. In the texts, you mention with a variety of vocabulary what you wanted, but most importantly, that you wanted it quick.

Arthur is not allowed to leave parliament sessions that easily. He put down the phone again, listening (or at least trying), but his mind kept thinking of the texts you just sent him. His thoughts repeated the words over and over again, wishing time wasn't as slow as it felt right now.

Suddenly he is pressuring the talks and taking part in them. Luring his boss into pushing the session to the next day again

Finally, by the time he is out, he calls you from his office, quite frustrated because of how naughty his mind is and, moreover, that he couldn't leave sooner in the session. The journey home from the parliament added to his pent-up frustrations, which resulted in Arthur being quite rough when he came back home to you.

Scotland

Usually, no one can get around him when he works.

but you don't really care about that.

Undressing him works well.

Try to lift up his shirt or open the buttons (if he has them).

If he is wearing a button-up shirt, just leave it open enough for your hand to linger over his skin.

If his upper body is bare, he won't hold still for too long.

will finish his work first but fast just to get to his real business (you) faster.

another one who gets a boner right after

Alistair felt your presence in the room, but his concentration told him better. He had to proofread this paragraph carefully again, or his and Arthur's boss would make his next few years a nightmare.

You sat at first on the chair next to him, a loud silence taking place. You stared at your husband for two long minutes, observing his physical features. His left hand was covering his facial features from the angle you were looking at as he kept staring at the infinity of lines in front of him.

Alistair wouldn't answer you if you let a word out, as when he is reading he never replies.

However, you did notice his tense back, tightened shoulders, and lightly pressed neck while staring at him for who knows how long.Imagine the sensation he must've felt the whole afternoon in this position. It gave you back pain.

He obviously felt frustrated and bothered by this task, which has taken days and weeks to get approved, and thus because of his brother's boss being a pain for him and his own boss.

You let out a mere sigh when you came back to reality from your thoughts, but you didn't expect your sigh to be so loud in the room. You pecked your husband's cheek lightly before leaving your hands to do the work over his shirt. You ran your hand first under his shirt, feeling the burning skin untouched this whole time. Seeing the lack of reaction from the Scot, you opened his shirt entirely, making sure to slide it against his back muscles and strong arms. Naturally, his arms freed the shirt from his body before getting back to their original position.

You gave Alistair a few seconds for his warm skin to feel the slightly cooler air in the room, giving him this tingling sensation in the pit of his stomach.

Alistair instinctively looked up to you and thought for a second about how your hands roaming over his chest would feel, leading his mind to the naughtiest thoughts possible. He tried to shake these thoughts away, only for him to sigh as he looked for the line he was reading.

You were going to put your hands on him, but having compassion for him and this project he's been working so hard on, you chose not to do it. You left the room, leaving his shirt on the chair next to it, chuckling slightly. Alistair literally ran out of the room after reading the last line of the paper in front of him.

:)

some are more explicit than others, couldn't decide tbh so i mixed

hope you like it

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reaction to s/o eating ice

ft. england, russia

content warning: none

ENGLAND

Stops you immediately, because he’s afraid that your teeth would get bad (which would if you keep chewing ice cubes!)

Arthur and his people have been stereotyped so bad that England doesn’t want that actually happening to you

He’d probably move all the ice somewhere else in the house to keep you from eating

England would also keep you from eating ice cream too because he knows you’ll chomp every bit of the sweet treat

“Not again, love…”

You froze as you looked at England, who saw you steal some ice he kept in the fridge (which he’d hidden in the closet out of all places) for the upteempth time.  “I’m sorry,” you replied. “I can’t help it, there’s just this weird… craving to eat some ice, you know?”

Instead of the usual frown, England suddenly smiled. “A desire to eat? I certainly can be of assistance, then. You see, I’ve been trying out some recipes to improve my cooking, and you could be the taste tester. My recipes are much healthier than ice, yes?”

“…Actually, I think i’ll be fine without the cooking.” You put the tray back into the fridge and walked out, leaving a confused England in the closet.

RUSSIA

This guy joins you and would probably give you more ice to eat

Whenever he’s stuck in a snowstorm, Russia gets bored out of his mind so he’s developed a habit of eating the snow and ice he collected outside

Russia’s sturdily built so he’s got no problem with eating ice, but doesn’t really encourage you to because he’s worried about your dental health, so he only eats with you every once in a while

Crack-crack-crack.

You looked up from your bowl of frozen water. “Hey, Rus?”

“Да?”

“Why don’t we have an ice-eating competition?”

Russia beamed. “Of course, подсолнух! Let me get more ice.”

You smiled as he went up the the fridge and pulled some ice trays out. It was nice to share ice with someone every once in a while, you got pretty lonely from eating it alone. On another note, you didn’t really think that Russia would agree to an offhanded remark from you…

Russia came back and he set two massive blocks of ice on the table. He looked straight at you in the eye. “Let’s start on three, two, one…”

You could only watch in horror as Russia gnawed his giant ice block down in mere seconds.

Translation:

Да: “yes” in Russian подсолнух: “sunflower” in Russian

[doki-doki-imagines]

Aph England 🎁

The man is a mess, too many relatives, too much stuff that could go wrong, too many things to cook (maybe that was better to leave to someone more skilled). The best part of the day is late evening, all the house still to clean, but full of warmth and comfort, just you two, helping each other out like a normal couple.

[bloodyselfshipping]

I love your Hetalia main eight headcanons, how would they be with an British s/o? Cuz I personally believe that with France and America would be funny ^____^

(Hetalia Main 8 x Reader) British S/O!

(Gender Neutral) Headcanons ~ A/N it isnt as funny as you probably expected (i cant help but be sappy) but i hope u like it <3 ALSO two requests already?!?!?! im loisng my mind over here keep em comin

This is also hysterical to him. Like, he’s always had so many issues with the British and now he’s in LOVE with a British person?! What reality is this?!

Because your native language is English like his, he’ll completely forget that the UK is not like the US.

“What do you mean you’ve never had Snickers salad?! Everyone has!”

“Hold on… what did you just say I need to get?... a “bog roll”? Wh- are you kidding me? You’re making that one up.”

Probably a little bitch about it not going to lie. He respects where you come from, but he’s probably gonna insist on things being more American than British.

Alfred has been to the UK many times, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t gonna be very whiney about it. Except when it comes to your family, who he LOVES. Seriously, he would be so great with your relatives.

Obviously, as a British person himself, this is not out of the ordinary at all. Most likely his S/O would be British, I can’t see him having much of a thing for foreigners anymore.

But he is very happy that he doesn’t have to simplify how he talks, god forbid learn another language.

He appreciates having a S/O that he doesn’t have to explain anything about his country to. He can go on living his life the same way (which is so frustratingly important to him) and you’ll have no problem.

It’s always comforting to him knowing his S/O lives in his country, it removes so much pressure off his shoulders.

Oh boy, oh lord, what is Arthur going to say! Having to put all of his constant British-specific insults aside because now his S/O is what he’s always hated!

“Those rostbif l'idiotes, they’re d- oh, my apologies. I- uh… that doesn’t include you, my love.”

He’s definitely gonna insist you learn French. He says it’s because he wants to distance you from Arthur, but really he just thinks your accent is so cute-

Francis knows a lot about British culture, so you probably won’t have to explain anything to him. But he’s definitely gonna try to immerse you in his own culture, no pressure of course.

It’s really a surprise to him how little your nationality bothers him. I guess love can always change a man’s heart <3

Depending on the time period, Yao’s reaction would vary. Nowadays, he doesn’t really care that much. But if it was any earlier, he would be so ashamed of himself!

He’d try to teach you Mandarin, but that wouldn’t last long. His version of Mandarin is a mess of like 50 dead dialects, and he would get real annoyed when you mess it up, sorry /:

Yao has had to deal with foreigners so much nowadays, he doesn’t care much to learn about your country or teach you about his. He’ll assume you already know about his culture.

He doesn’t like traveling, but he’ll always make an exception for you and your family <3 Just… be aware he’s gonna try to get you to move to China constantly.

Ivan would quite like this arrangement actually! He’s always had an admiration for the UK, plus now he has something to bother Arthur with-

He wouldn’t care much about the language thing (he might even try stopping you from learning Russian,) but if you make fun of his bad English he would take it so personally ):

He wants you to take him on tours around where you’ve lived in the UK!!! Tell him everything!!! No one usually wants him to visit their country, so he’s very excited to come home with you!

Fully embraces your multi-cultural little family unit!

Frankly, I don’t think Feliciano would have much of a reaction. Him and Arthur are not close, but he’s never had any real animosity for the country. He loves foreigners, where exactly you’re from doesn’t make much difference!

Loves speaking to you in Italian! He thinks your confused and flushed face is just the cutest.

As much as he likes hearing about your country, he is way more excited to show you the sights and sounds of his own.

Gives you a lot of homemade cultural foods but forgets you’re British and makes them way too … seasoned.

You may be from across the continent, but you’ll always be his persona amata.

Despite Ludwig’s general annoyance towards British politics, he actually quite likes that his S/O is British! He finds a lot to enjoy about the culture.

Will insist that you teach him about growing up in the UK. He just finds it fascinating!

German and English are relatively similar languages, so he’ll suggest you learn at least a little. But he’s not gonna push you on it, your accent is terrible anyway.

You guys probably live and eat very similarly, since Ludwig has adapted very quickly to globalization. Very convenient for you, very annoying for Gilbert.

Overall, this would be a great relationship. Ludwig would be very casual about you being British (cough cough, Alfred)

Generally, Kiku finds most Europeans quite annoying to deal with, but he’ll always make an exception for you <3

Considering how Arthur reacted to Japanese, he’s not even gonna try to get you to learn. He’ll teach you if you ask nicely, but only then.

He’s not very into teaching you about Japan, more casually explains cultural things as they come up.

He would love to go back to the UK with you! He’s very touristy, and would love if you are too.

Kiku is always willing to set aside any bias or personal history aside for you <3

[atom-writings]

Can I request the allies helping their S/O when their depression keeps them in bed for a few days, which isn't normal for them.

hetalia allies when their s/o is going through a depressive episode

1.8k words ~ gender neutral scenarios

tw: theyre not always the best but they figure it out (:

a/n: hope this was ok. if u want just like, comfort, thats cool and i can do that too seperately (: but anon i totally get i got crippling depression too. were alll in this togeeethherrr

America

Depressive episodes were nothing out of the usual for you. What was out of the usual though, was just how horribly this one was hitting you. But it seems like the person who it hurt the most, was Alfred.

Once you began spending the majority of your time in bed, he began to bother you incessantly. It'd be more annoying for you if it wasn't clear just how much Alfred was panicking.

Every day he returned from home to find you in your miserable state, he would question your sudden episode over and over again until one of you fell asleep. He offered to take you somewhere, to buy you everything, anything to get you back to normal. No matter how much you insisted that none of that would help, he continued.

That was until one day, upon his return from work, he didn't immediately come up to interrogate your lack of motivation. From your shared bed, you could vaguely hear him fumbling around downstairs. After a while, his footsteps finally echoed up the stairs.

Your door creaked open slowly, revealing Alfred awkwardly carrying bags of snacks as well as a TV. He rushed forward to throw everything on the bed before starting to hook up the TV in front of the bed.

“Alfred?”

“Yeah?“

”What are you doin'?“

”Making this room fun to be in,” He answered bluntly, but his tone was kind.

After a minute, he finished setting up the TV and crawled into bed with you. Before you could say anything, he pulled you flush against his side.

“Staying in here is no good for you, but at least there's ways to make it... less bad.” He told you softly.

You took a moment to respond, ”Can... can you stay in here with me?“

”I'll stay in here until you're ready to leave, K?“

England

As soon as your illness began to rear its ugly head, Arthur took notice. It's not like it hadn't happened before, after all. The unusual eating habits, the exhaustion, how less excited you would become over things you love, it's all typical. So he would help the way he usually did.

If you're too tired for work or school, he gets you out of it. If you're hungry, he makes whatever you want anytime. If you're slacking on chores, he makes up for it two-fold.

The entire time you spend gloomily sitting on your phone or watching TV, Arthur is running from place to place in a panic. It's clear why, he's just desperately trying to ”solve“ your sadness. After all, over his many periods of depression, he always works himself to the bone to get through them. He struggles to understand how you can just... sit there.

But of course, that's not how human depression tends to work. Seeing him so motivated did nothing but make you more insecure about your own sudden ”laziness.” Living in an incredibly clean house only helps for so long until it starts feeling weird.

The only place safe from his worried frenzy was the bedroom, where you lay nearly all day. It was quiet there, at least. Not frustrating like everything else. That was until Arthur interrupted your silence by joining you in bed with a huff.

“Love, you've been in here all day.”

You didn't respond, simply nodding and rolling to face away from him.

“What's wrong?”

Still, no response.

He grabbed your shoulder lightly, trying to pull you to face him.

“What is it?”

“You know what's wrong.”

He sighed, before laying down as well. His arms wrapped around your waist as he pulled you closer to him, his soft breath hitting the back of your neck as his heart beat against your back.

“I guess a better question would be... do you want to talk about it?”

You pause, ”Not really...“

”Well, I'll be here with you until you do.“

”No running around?“

He chuckles, ”No, I'll stay here. After all, you're strong... I imagine this won't last forever, right Love?“

France

Francis is a sensitive person, but most importantly he's an emotionally intelligent one. He notices as soon as your depression begins to get bad again, and he always tries to do little things to help. But... he knows that you're the one who's had to live in your head for years. The only reason he would go out of his way to help is if you asked him to.

Which you usually don't. It never seems to stay unbearable long enough for you to justify asking him, even though he's made clear he's always willing to do anything for you.

But this time is different, it feels as if your thoughts can't stop, no matter what you do. Even as you rest in bed, you only get more and more tired, more angry and miserable. Francis noticed this... but he wouldn't want to do anything you didn't want him to.

At least, that's how he thinks usually. But now, seeing his beloved sobbing for the 15th day in a row, he decided he had to do something.

Early in the morning, before the sun had fully risen, you were awoken by Francis's smiling face.

”Time to get up!“

”No-“

You were swiftly cut off by him grabbing your arms and pulling you upwards.

”I've set out clothes for you. We're going somewhere.“

You shook your head, ”W-Where? I'm tired-“

”It's gonna be fun! I'll buy you coffee on the way, don't worry.“

So up you were, regardless of your protests.

An hour-long car drive later, and you understood why he was so enthusiastic about going here. Before you stood the most stunning valley you had ever seen, surrounded by perfectly green trees and water so blue you could've sworn it was fake. But the breeze flowing through your hair said otherwise.

“While we walk to the beach, you can tell me all about what's wrong, okay?” He locked his hand around yours.

Sure, it didn't solve everything. But... it was better than the bedroom.

China

Yao doesn't really... understand what depression is. When you tell him it's a “mental illness” all he understands is “illness.” So the moment things start getting worse for you, he's recommending all the things he learned to make sick people better.

If it gets to the point of being bedridden, he acts like you're gonna die. Which is obviously not very... comforting. So after many times of you telling him to leave you alone, he's gotten used to popping in every couple of hours with tea, but that's it.

After all, you're usually back to your normal self pretty quickly. But this time, he can tell something's off; and he's not about to let you wither away.

So, one morning, you're awoken to a delicious breakfast already in your lap and Yao sitting in front of you, looking like a kid on Christmas.

“Wh- Yao? Why did you...”

“You haven't been eating enough, and I don't want you getting tired soon.”

You looked at him suspiciously, “Why?”

“We have plans.“

”Good plans or bad plans?“

”Good plans! What do you think of me?“

Once you finished eating breakfast, he dragged you out of bed. No matter how much you protested, his grip on your hand was strong. He brought you to the other side of the house, into his already set-up studio.

”What are we doing in here?“ You ask nervously.

”Getting you out of bed,“ He responds quickly, gesturing to the yoga mat set up next to his.

All you could was sigh and stand next to him, waiting for instruction.

”Do we really have to do this?“

He nods, spreading his legs to the side and reaching down with one hand. Looking up at you expectantly, he smiled.

”It keeps you spry,“ He switched sides, ”It keeps you healthy.“

”I'm really not in the mood,“

”Trust me.“

With a huff, you slowly worked your creaking body into the same pose he pulled.

”I can't stand to see you suffer in that room.“

”It's not fun on my end either.“

”I love you. I wish you would tell me how to help.”

You groan as the next pose he demonstrated stretched you a little bit more than what was comfortable.

“You can't 'help.' Just gotta wait it out.“

He took a moment to respond, “Well, I suggest you wait it out in ways that get your mind off everything. Like this.”

“It's helping the tiniest bit, I guess...”

He chuckled, “We will keep working at it until you feel better. No matter how long it takes.”

Russia

When your depression gets bad, it seems to be obvious to everyone... except Ivan. Despite you bringing it up to him, he either doesn't know what to do... or he doesn't care. The possibility of the latter doing nothing to make you feel any better.

Even as you spend all day laying in bed, crying constantly, he doesn't seem to notice. He just acts like you aren't... suffering. That stings, a lot more than anything else creating this depressive episode.

But after a week of this unending gloominess, you get a strange text from Ivan.

“Come downstairs.”

Weird and annoying... but more importantly ominous. It takes you only a second to throw on a hoodie and rush downstairs. You can't hear his usual humming, and the house seems completely still as you search for him. But when you look out the back window, you see him.

As you enter the backyard, you fully see what he was doing.

In the middle of the yard, he set up a picnic. Surrounding him is a mountain of bright flowers, and tens of little plates bearing your favourite sweets lay on the light blanket.

“Come sit, darling.”

You would be foolish of you to not oblige. Once you sat down next to him, he reached out to stroke your cheek lovingly.

”What is torturing you so horribly?“

You took a deep breath, “Where to start?”

“Wherever you want,” he clucks his tongue sympathetically, resting his hand on your thigh.

“Y-You know... I thought you didn't care. You've been so... normal...”

Ivan looks awkward, averting his gaze, “I didn't want to make it worse. You're so strong, I knew you could get through it on your own. I'm sorry.”

“I can.... but I don't want to...”

He leans forward, kissing your forehead.

”I promise, now, you will never deal with anything alone.“

”You're sure it won't be too much?“

”Never. Never too much.“

hey there. its gonna get better. its gonna be different. but its gonna get better. there are hundreds of people youre gonna meet, and hundreds of places youre gonna go, and its gonna be amazing. one day youll wake up and realize everything is alright. because youre gonna be ok.

[mikkelves]

England x Reader (Short Story)

England kissed your forehead, with a smile. He pours tea in to your cup. "Would you like any Sugar or Milk, Love?" He turned to look at you. You nodded, with a simple "Yes please." He poured a bit of milk in your tea, as well as added some sugar, then he handed it to you. "I hope you enjoy." He smiled. You smiled back at him, and took a sip of the tea. Your eyes light up, and you look at England. "This tastes delicious" You said, causing England to chuckle. "Thank you, Love." You took a few more sips of the tea, before setting it down. You looked up at England, and smiled. He smiled back at you, beginning to rub your back affectionately. You felt calm, safe, loved. You blushed, and averted your eyes away. "I love you" You said, blushing. "I love you too, F/N." He smiled once more.

[the-scribe-and-her-scribbles]

run, rabbit, run! | fae!england x reader

run, rabbit, run! | fae!arthur x reader | preview

This fanfic exists in the same universe as “it will come back” my fae!prussia x reader. It is NOT necessary to read that before reading this.

summary: After escaping the Unseen World, you tried to piece your life back together. You moved to a small town, found a house in a nice neighbourhood and tried to stay hidden. It’s been years and the fae you’ve been running from, who claims he’s your soulmate, has found you. 

preview: a sneak peak at how you and fae!arthur met. It’s not a meet-cute. At all.

content warnings: mentioned kidnapping and harm to reader, mentioned foot injury, injury is not really described, guns, death to the people who hurt reader via one protective and kinda villainous fae!Arthur

When they took you, you didn’t know what they were called. Now, you know that they were Fae, otherworldly immortals with a love for trickery and cruelty.

You could still smell the mildew in the air, and feel the dampness under your body. You pulled at the iron chains until your wrists bled. You kicked and screamed at the creatures, bit and clawed at them. They repaid you in kind, with bruises along your body and deep, bloody lashes shredding the bottoms of your feet to prove it.

But this was only the beginning. This was the day you met him.

You heard the screaming and struggling start above you. You snap to attention. You shut your eyes and shrink into the back of your cage to get away from whatever was coming.

The sounds grew closer. Screams and gunshots rang out, the pounding of footsteps reaching the door before it breaks open with some invisible force. One of the faeries that took you, a scrawny, ugly thing with a pushed-up nose and pale skin is thrown pathetically in front of your cage.

From your vantage point, you can only see the legs of a mysterious figure walking into the brig after him. The fae on the ground shrieks and claws to get up, to grab the bars, to grab for you and you panic. A scream leaves your throat like a wounded bird and then you try to get away.

A shiny leather boot pushes the creature’s head down into the oiled floors in front of you.

“I’m sorry, m’lord! I’m sorry, we didn’t know! We didn’t-“

Bang! The creature’s head exploded and his body falls limp. His corpse is kicked away like sidewalk trash and a gloved hand lowers the ornately carved flintlock pistol to rest at the figure’s side.

“Shit! No!” You cry out, trying pointlessly to scramble away from them. You’re going to die here! You’re going to die and you’ll never be able to get home.

The figure kneels and you see a handsome blond man, with granny smith green eyes. They’re so vibrant that they glow. The colour cuts through the darkness and holds you in your place. His gloved hand reaches out and this the touch of a finger, the door to your cage unlocks and swings open.

“No, please! Please don’t!” Your voice is raw and shrill. You’ve been crying a lot, over the past 24 hours.

The man reached in and you wheel back a bloody foot and try to kick him away. He catches it before you can, grasps firmly around your ankle and pulls.

You scream as you’re yanked out of the cage and pulled up into a sitting position.

“Shhh. It’s okay. It’s okay.” He mutters, his voice is soft like velvet. You jerk your arms against his chest and his hands wrap around your wrists and hold them gently.

“I’m not going to hurt you.”

Your breath still comes in hiccups as you sit, nearly in the lap of this stranger. You tremble slightly as you look up into his eyes. “You’re not?”

His eyes are so green, so beautiful. And maybe familiar?

“No, my love. I’m not.” One of his hands runs over the side of your face. He wipes something off your cheek, maybe tears, possibly blood before taking his hand away. You sit back and make the mistake of trying to stand up on your sliced-up feet.

You cry out, the sound that you make doesn’t sound like you.

“What’s wrong, love?”

“Ah- it’s my feet-“ you try and shift to keep them from touching the dirty floor. “I can’t- I-“ you feel the distress bubble up in your thought. “I can’t walk. They did with to me so I couldn’t run away and now-“

He grabs you again, smooshes your face in his hands and presses his lips to your eyes lids and holds you.

“It hurts! I can’t-!”

”It’s okay, Rabbit,” he says. “Tell me what I can do. I’ll do anything. Anything.”

You bury your head into the crook of his neck. The nickname that fell from his lips, ‘rabbit’, sinks into you. You barely register its, aside from the fact that it’s comforting.

“Tell me what you need, Rabbit, and I’ll give it to you.”

From where you're curled up into him, you mutter, “Please, get me out of here. Take me home.”

Without another word, the blond fae, with piercing green eyes and pointed ears gathers you in his arms and walks you out of your cell.

~~~

“run, rabbit, run!” is coming hopefully in Jan of 2023.

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[hetaliaimaginesin2022]

Imagine the Allies and Axis at a rave with a female partner?? Female partner invited them to a rave! Came back from edc and I miss it already!

I'm so jealous, I've wanted to go to one for a l o n g time, I'm glad you had fun! I'll be splitting this in two posts, one for the allies (this first one) and a second post for the axis :) I hope you enjoy

The Allies' Partner Taking Them To A Rave

TW// alcohol and drug use mentioned (past and present)

America • Alfred Jones

Alfred is looking forward to attending one with you the moment you start talking about your interest in them, as in his few hundred years of being alive, he's been to more than a few raves

He's really only been to some big ones in the US though, so he's not too knowledgeable of the rave customs overseas and he will not think to research them beforehand

Because of this, he definingly rocks up in a colorful outfit more belonging to the late night EDM scene regardless of the setting, and even if he sticks out like a sore thumb, he still has a blast

He just loves the loud music and the crowded environment, using his time to mingle with the other attendees, making sure to spend the majority of his focus on you

In fact, it does not matter your height or size, this boy is incredibly strong and he wants you to sit on his shoulders at least once

When the party ends and you two walk back to your little hotel room, he's talking energetically about it, already excited for the next one you two attend together

This is a side note, but he has done acid before and, if you two are close and he trusts you, he will do it again if you two talk it over beforehand

Canada • Matthew Williams

No no no no no

He will be more than happy to help you get ready or listen to you talk about it afterwards, but he's really not comfortable with the environment

He mainly likes to spend his time in nature out on hikes, surrounded by nothing but wilderness and the chilled northern air, raves however, are a loud, crowded, and hot environment, which is exactly the opposite of how he's like to spend his free time

His one issue, however, is that he has a very hard time saying no to his darling partner, so if you ask him, he'll try his best to go to one with you

At first he doesn't enjoy it in the slightest, but after some help from you (and probably smoking a bit of weed,) he relaxes a little

He absolutely stays away from the center of the warehouse and keeps mental track of where the speakers are, and honestly spends the most of his time outside (he could hear the music from the parking lot tbh)

The next morning, even though he's very burnt out, he admits he had fun, but kindly asks you to never invite him to one again

You both spend the afternoon relaxing and recharging together in a quiet calmness

China • Yao Wang

He's around 4,000 years old, he's lived a long, exciting life full of interesting and unique experiences

A rave, however, is (unsurprisingly) not one of them

In fact, he was mainly unaware of the entire subculture before you have told him about your interest

It was very hard to convince him to go to one in the first place, and he knew he wouldn't enjoy himself as soon as he heard the music from outside the building, but he decided to bite his tongue and let you enjoy your night

The entire evening, he just looked out of place

His long hair was tied back neatly, and he was wearing his regular clothing, he had a near constant expression that looked like something crossed between vague confusion and him having a headache

He ended up not particularly enjoying the night, but at least he got to experience something you would talk positively about (plus Hong Kong thinks he's a bit cooler, so it's something)

He doesn't want to go to another one, but doesn't stop you from attending anymore and will always let you talk about them

England • Arthur Kirkland

He would never admit it, but back in the 1980's when warehouse parties started gaining popularity in the UK, he attended a few raves now and then

He much more preferred the underground rock or punk scene opposed to EDM, but a loud fun illegal event is a loud fun illegal event, so who is he to complain

He was pleasantly surprised when you asked him to accompany you to one though, and he readily agreed (he didn't necessarily express his excitement)

When he gets there, he parties

The kind of music that's playing is a bit out of his norm, but he integrates into the environment surprisingly well, dancing (or an approximant of it) along with the music with you

He doesn't tell you in full, but he's very touched that you invited him and because you felt comfortable enough to do so, he offers to bring you to an underground punk/grunge concert

Attending these kinds of events sort of becomes your guys' thing

France • François Bonnefoy

When you asked him if he wanted to go to one with you, he didn't know what to expect, though he went in excited for the new experience

He's kind of enamored with the flashy and colorful rave fashion in the US raves, and while he wouldn't dress up himself, he loves seeing any special costume, makeup, or accessories you have on for it, and he'll try his best to take any pictures for you if you ask

As for the night itself, while it was very loud and cramped, he still had a lot of fun, dancing and spending time with you

At the end of the night, he's pretty exhausted and ready to go to sleep, but he immediately takes a shower when he gets to your shared hotel room before borderline passing out

He sleeps in quite late the next morning

Later he tells you that he wouldn't want to make it a too frequent of an occurrence, but he wouldn't mind going to another one with you

Russia • Ivan Braginsky

He had never considered attending a rave a single day in his life before you asked him

Much like China, he knew they were a thing, but he didn't really know any specifics

However, seeing as you were the one who asked him, he immediately agreed as soon as the words left your lips

While he had heard you talk about raves before, he didn't really know what to expect, but as it would turn out, he's a very useful person to have around in a rave

He's fun and agreeable, and incredibly tall and intimidating, so there's automatically a bubble of air around the two of you, the other people trying their best not to bump into you or the man you're with

Plus? You'll literally never lose him!!

He's so tall that, on the chance you do get separated, he's like a beacon sticking out of the crowd

As the night closes and fades to sunrise, he walks you two home safely, talking about how much fun it was

He'd go to another one with you, though that's not saying much, considering he'd do anything just to spend time with you

[fireandspiceland]

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