Hetaliatypists

Hetalia | Holy Roman Empire x Young!Country!Reader Note: Please read the introduction first. I am Loyal. -------------------- "Holy Rome!" The call rings out from the doorway, bouncing across the courtyard and playfully chasing the figure who stands as stiff as a board in the archway. It's hard to tell if the speaker is annoyed or relieved. Either way, he doesn't bother to turn around, azure hues locked on the figure being dragged away from him. A girl, young in appearance alone, stands on the far side of the cobbled yard, facing the back of the aforementioned nation. A light wind tussles her skirt just as it tugs at the tips of his ebony

Every time you ventured out to the mall in search of a new outfit to wear, you found yourself standing alone in a stuffy little box with a reflective side with a girl staring back at you. She wasn’t someone you knew- but rather, a monstrous version of yourself… a hideous creature that could only be found in your wildest of nightmares. It would take a great deal of strength for you to stare her down until she went away, and then when that failed to do the trick, you’d have to take off the outfit that you had so meticulously scoured the store for  and change back into your raggedy old (f/c) sweater and worn-out jeans. You sig

“Arrrrrrrhhhhhhh” ‘Ugh my body feels like a ton of bricks on me..’   When you first woke up, you thought that all what happened to you was a dream.   ‘Stupid dream. Now I feel like someone is on top of me’ You tried to shift your body weight to the side since you were lying on your back but your body wouldn’t budge.   ‘What the? It feels like someone is on top of me?- Pfft, yeah right it’s just my imagination’ You opened both of your eyes fully expecting no one there.   Boy you were SO wrong. There sitting on your stomach and chest was a Grim Reaper. Its eyeless sockets were star

        You hummed quietly to yourself as you replenished the stock of the licorice shop you worked in. Currently, you were the only one there as it was a small shop, so when the door chimed and footsteps were heard, you quickly made your way to the front of the store to see who it was. “Hello, welcome to the Lavish Licorice sho- oh! Emil, hey!” You greeted the Icelandic teen as he closed the door and turned to you. “Please, hide me. If I deal with those weirdos any longer I’m going to explode,” Emil vaguely explained. You got the gist he was talking about his family, though. Emil was a frequent customer to the s

“Nnnneeeeeeee” You felt fuzzy grass rubbing against your skin.   Waking up in some random place made you sit up in shock. “Woah! That mirror- my wish… did it really come true?!”   You looked around to see a beautiful field of flowers and bright green grass. “This definitely isn’t my living room anymore” It smelled heavenly and as you continued surveying the area, your eyes landed on one lone figure.   “H-hello?” The lone figure stood up from where it was sitting and come closer to you. Looking at its figure, you determined it was a female…and she looked like a belly dancer

* Curious fingers curled on bare skin, teasing the juncture of your shoulder and neck. He felt a small smile blossom at your annoyance, taking just a minute’s pause from your work to scowl at him, eyes narrowed in agitation, before you once more turned back to your laptop, eyes carefully reading through the most recent messages from your coworkers. He sighed to himself, listless, bored. He loved having you home, really he did, but half the time your focus was elsewhere, thoughts constantly flickering back to the outside world, claimed by others who, in his opinion, didn’t deserve even a second of your time. But you were resolute

The doctors said that there was nothing they could do. If an expectant mother were to go through a miscarriage, there was nothing that could have been done to prevent it. Nor was there anything that could miraculously save the child that was most likely going to die. Ever since symptoms of a possible miscarriage started to manifest, such as a loss of pregnancy symptoms like nausea, she cried to her husband to drive her all the way to the hospital. And there, it was revealed that her baby did, in fact, pass away. Torn with grief and guilt, she grew obsessed with finding a savior that could revive the unmoving child in her womb. But everybody k

Raivis - Latvia Toris - Lithuania Eduard - Estonia Ivan - Russia Hope you enjoy! ------------------- Latvia x Reader You were walking down the street of your house. You decided to take a walk and get some fresh air, just forget about everything for a moment. As you looked around, you saw a guy not much older than you, with blond hair and red uniform. You grinned brightly as you realized who it was. You approached the male and placed your hands on his shoulders and tried to make the scariest voice you could muster "Laaaatviiiiaaaaa" He jumped 1 feet in the hair, and turned to look at you laughing. As he realized it was you, he sighed in

“Oh, I just love leprechauns!” Dyah said. “They’re the pottiest mouthed little fuckers you ever did meet. One called me a ‘cunt hugger’ one time. It was funny as fuck.” “That’s funny to you?” you asked. “Of course that’s funny! You can’t say that shit’s not funny!” “If you say it’s funny, I guess it’s funny. He was talking about you, anyway. What did you do to him to make him call you that?” “Nothing, for real, for real. I was just fucking with it, touching its gold and shit. They just mean and real stingy about their go

It 's a sunny day. Summer has already arrived and the breath taking city of Amsterdam is unusually crowded. Gusts of wind occasionally blow, creating a calm, but yet pleasant atmospaire. Cheerful voices were echoing through the allies and canals. The city was alive again, waking up from a cold and unwelcome winter . " What a lovely day today, isn't, love?" You smiled at the tall male next to you. The Dutch silently nodded and held your hand, as the two of you were walking down the street that leaded to your house. You inadvertently turned your head to the right where your favorite flower shop was. You really loved flowers. The great variet

It was a hard day indeed. All you wanted to do is to go to sleep snuggling into your boyfriend while his little sheep ‘beeps’ to you. The sound his sheep was making always drifts you to sleep (not to mention the flock of the animals in your backyard which is a long story). Honestly you couldn’t decide which was cuter: your boyfriend or his sheep. In the end of the day both of them would be with you comforting you from the long day. Sometimes Kaelin would count you sheep, when you could not fall asleep, using his own little sheep by slightly throwing it up in the air and then counting, the sheep would always make that R

Warning: Magic and Norwegian mythology ahead ~~~~~ Part 1 “Go ahead und choose, (Y/n).” Your hand slowly went into the bag, and moved around a few items before pulling out something small. It was a little . . . cross? X-shaped…thing? “Mm?” A bleach blonde man stood from a ways down, and you swore that there was a floating curl beside his head. “Is that a hair clip? Iron? X-shaped?” The men (and boys) surrounding him all leaned forward, excited. “Uh huh,” You nodded, turning it over in your hands. “That would be mine.” He stood. “I am Lukas Bondevik, little one. It is a pl

Chapter 12 After school, Tyler was the first one to catch up to you. He swung an arm around your shoulders and asked, “So, are you excited about tomorrow or what?” “It’ll definitely be interesting,” you said. “I wonder what’s going to happen when Dyah and Feliks get there.” You laughed and continued, “Maybe he’ll turn the party into like the basis of a teen slasher movie!” “D-don’t jinx it! Seriously, (name)! You’re making me not want to go!” “Aww, come on! Don’t tell me you still think Feliks would kill somebody even after eating lunch w

* The steady glow of the kitchen light guided you through the silent house, revealing the object of your affections sitting on the floor, his back resting against the oven. You felt your lips twitch in bemusement; his eyes were narrowed in concentration, thumbs moving over his phone screen rapidly, muffled piano riffs carrying across the small room. It wasn’t so much his gaming that amused you, nor was it the caption on his horrendous orange t-shirt. It was his stringent attention, the neon from his screen reflecting off his glasses, how his entire torso was tense as he continued progressing through the current level. His lips were p

Libido 9 (Dark! Romania x Reader) Here's a link to the previous chapters cause let's face it, it's been 2 years mamas, no one remembers this story lol: https://miabia100.deviantart.com/gallery/54046019/Libido . . . Demon    "I'll be completely honest." I stared in unadulterated awe as a slight ting in my heart enveloped my being, my mind unable to filter out my gaze. "I don't get what she sees in you." Gilbert, who at this point I'd assumed had left the abundantly crowded dance floor, was now standing parallel to our table, stalking his way towards us. Feliciano who was on his fourth shot of tequila watched with clouded golden iris'. I

You were not always caught up in nonsense like you were now, it just kind of seemed to find you ever since you ended up in this riff raff part of town. You would think a “Little Italy” type of community would be a nice, classy area full of good food and culture, but instead it was full of gang activity and violence. Sadly enough, you had already gotten your sorry self there with the last of the funds you had saved up before you realized how much trouble you had gotten yourself into. It was worse when you made your first enemy. You did not mean to make an enemy, you just did not like it when people messed with you, and as a waitre

       After visiting with the trio, you desperately wanted to meet this Braginski fellow that happens to be Irunya’s brother. The minute you arrive at your apartment, you text the well-endowed woman to see if you could possibly meet up. Her reply was instant.       >       You smile with a giggle.       >       She hesitates answering you but does after a couple of minutes.       >       You smile, happy to finally be able to see her home. Before you can reply, she sends another message.       >       Smiling sincerely, you hum.       >       >       >        All you had to do now was wait for your precious frie

Warning: quite some swearing form the reader-chan After-school (y/n) was sitting in an empty classroom trying to pass time. She just finish helping (fav subject) teacher with the grading and was exhausted. She could have gone home but no, mother nature decides to be a douche and fucking rain just as class finished. As a result, (y/n) decided to stay at school and wait out the rain. Luckily she has a box of pocky that was meant to be eaten during lunch but didn't have a chance to. (y/n) put a stick in her mouth and munch on it as she stared out the window as it rains. ~~time skip brought by me~~ Lost in a daze, (y/n) didn't realize that som

You sighed as you shoved the red ball out of your square and watched it bounced into the one in front of you with a bored expression. "What about Tommy Harris?" your brunette haired friend in the square to the right of you, Liza asked. "Tommy Harris picks his nose and puts it on his shoes!" you debated. Jarret, the girl in front of you, bounced the ball to the square beside her and commented, "He's still cute, though." "He's gross!" "Uhm. What about Robert Grey?" your third friend, Marci-Lee suggested as she passed the ball to Liza. "Robert doesn't even know how to hold his pencil." "...But he's cute, though," Marci-Lee reasoned. You

Hetalia | Seborga/Sefarino Vargas x Yandere!Country!Reader Theme #61: Sick -------------------- Seborga. The bubbly micro-nation is as cowardly as he is flirty. In terms of relations, most countries reject the idea of his principality being considered a country, but that doesn't bother him nearly as much as it does Sealand. No, he's quite satisfied to let his big brothers take on the work required of major representatives. He much prefers spending his days messing about with friends, floating around in his inner tube and, of course, chatting to every lovely lady he lays his gleaming emerald eyes on. He never imagined his flirting would l

You woke up floating on a piece of wood. Dark blue waves slapped the darkened timber and made you realize how warm the water was. Numerous questions sprouted in your head. How you got here…where you were…and most importantly, what happened. Answers were sadly not given to you and you were tempted to think this was all some nightmare. It turned to be reality when you softly brushed your fingers over the wood. It had jagged edges and one slip of your finger made it bleed. “Ow! That hurt!” Sucking the digit, your [e/c] eyes wandered to the surface of the water. Not two hundred away from you was a shipwreck and other pie