Denmark x Child!Reader: Naps Delicate, little hands traced over patterns and shapes the young child had seen in the wallpaper. Her hair splayed out beneath her as she laid herself down on a plush rug a midst the hard wood floor of the great big living room.Denmark x Child!Reader: Naps by NeoWingClassic
Despite being such a young age, [Name] had always managed to entertain herself with even the most boring things. It wasn't something she had to do too often, only when her papa had found himself busy with a few hours of paperwork. And though she loved her papa more than anything, [Name] liked the quiet time to herself. She could freely color or play with her dolls without the usual ruckus her papa created.
[Name] smiled as she thought of the way her papa excitedly told stories, how he would laugh loudly about silly things, and the way he would sing and dance around all the time.
[Name] loved her papa and his big goofy smile.
"[Name], where are you?" Matthias called out as he made his way thr
Norway x Child!Reader: I love youLighthearted giggles and the creaking of the old swing set resounded through the nearly empty park. The small girl perched on the swing smiled brightly as her father pushed her lightly back and forth.Norway x Child!Reader: I love you by NeoWingClassic
"Far?" The five year old asked, her bright [e/c] eyes trained on the leaves fluttering through the wind.
"Hmm?" Her stoic father hummed as he looked on at her with his navy blue eyes.
"I think it's time to go home." [Name] mumbled, doing her best to stifle a yawn.
"Alright, then let's go." The blond said sternly as he plucked his daughter up from her spot on the swing set.
The young girl buried her head in her father's coat as she began nodding off. "Jeg elsker deg, far" She muttered before falling asleep.
"Jeg elsker deg også, [Name]." Lukas whispered, a small smile creeping onto his face as he brushed a few [h/c] locks from her eyes.
Mama!Fem!France x Child!Reader: Christmas Day "Mère, Wake up! Père Noël visited last night!" Françoise was pulled from her sleep by a sudden pressure on her lower back.Mama!Fem!France x Child!Reader: Christmas Day by NeoWingClassic
"Mon Dieu, (Name)! I'm up! I'm up!" The five year old giggled as her mother lifted off of the bed and set her down.
"Are we going to open gifts now, maman?" (Name) asked excitedly as she scooped up the fluffy white cat in her arms.
"(Name), it's still very early and Matthieu hasn't even woken up yet. We can't let your frérot miss out on his very first Noël." The little girl gave a sigh and pouted slightly.
"No, I guess not." Her (h/c) hair bouncing behind her as she skipped over to the couch, causing Françoise to smile.
"How about I go make us some breakfast?" She asked as (Name) nodded happily in agreement.
Françoise kissed her forehead and walked into the kitchen to begin cooking.
"Breakfast is ready." She announced in a singsong voice, as she walked into the living room. She melted at the sight of (Name) and Matthieu cuddled up tog
Independence "Ecuador, this is nonsense! You can't possibly think you'll be able to take care of yourself!" Spain spoke as he extended his hand slowly. "Come back home with me, I can take care of you." Ecuador swatted his hand away, drew her flintlock pistol, and pointed it at his chest.Independence by NeoWingClassic
"How dare you! All you do anymore is hurt me!" She cocked her gun as she spoke bitterly. "I will not stand for it any longer. I will have my independence, one way or another!" Hot tears pricked at her amber eyes as she pressed her gun forcefully to his chest.
Spain looked at her tear stained face and her tattered military uniform and dropped to his knees. He looked up to her with a sorrowful expression, tears dripping from his emerald green eyes.
"Hermana. I'm so sorry." He inhaled sharply as his sobbing became too hard to fight. "Take your independence, I just can't handle seeing you hurt anymore!" His shoulders trembled as he spoke.
Ecuador turned away from him trying to hold herself together "It'
Guard!EnglandxChild!Reader - Breaking AttentionArthur Kirkland stood against the wall, his spine erect and his shoulders back. His chin was lifted, and the strap of his tall hat wrapped uncomfortably around it. Despite the summer heat and humidity, he was clad in a wool guardsman uniform. Beads of sweat rolled down his face, and he even felt it soak into his undershirt. He was used it, however; this was what he was required to do every day.Guard!EnglandxChild!Reader - Breaking Attention by Ravens-of-Rome
Arthur was a Queen’s Guard currently stationed on the westward side of Buckingham Palace. He didn't know the fellows that accompanied him on his wall, nor did he care to make their acquaintance. He would much rather let his mind wander to his childlike fantasies than associate with his own kind—or really any kind. He was a loner. He wouldn't deny it. But he didn't really mind. It seemed, to him, much less bothersome with no one around.
Arthur heard a voice that caused him to groan internally. A little girl's voice bounced off the wall behind him and into his eardrums. He hated childr
Oneshot: Bully!England x Bullied!Reader: FootballOneshot: Bully!England x Bullied!Reader: FootballOneshot: Bully!England x Bullied!Reader: Football by Nosilarules
It all began on a perfectly normal day.
Sadly, normal days weren't exactly good for you. To put it simply, you were bullied. Technically, compared to what you had seen inflicted upon others, you weren't being bullied, but rather harshly teased. The boys that "bullied" you were smart enough not to physically harm you, as they had had their fair share of detention. Their words often hurt, but it wasn't enough to make a fuss about, and you didn't want anyone to think you weak for simple teasing. So you just put up with it.
Of course, to your total displeasure, your home was close enough to walk to from school, but far enough that it made you feel like you had to trek across the country.
And, of course, that trek consisted of crossing the soccer field.
If you haven't figured it out yet, all the boys that liked to pick on you were on the boy's soccer team. All of them.
The "leader" of that little bunch of annoying and the main
England x Immortal!Reader: Waterloo Sunsets Ch 6Chapter Six- The Twenty-Seventh of JulyEngland x Immortal!Reader: Waterloo Sunsets Ch 6 by Failinginart
“Thank you. But this I when we must depart. Remember to keep your hearts and minds open and to tip your friendly neighbourhood magician.”
You listened to the sound of applause that you had heard every day for over a century. The members of the crowd walked forward as they always did to drop change into your flat cap. England approached after the rest of the crowd had dispersed. He placed a twenty pound note into your cap, causing you to raise an eyebrow. You hadn't noticed him while you were performing, “Hello, stranger.”
You tipped the money into your satchel, not taking your eyes off England. Part of you thought that if you looked away he would disappear again like a ghost. It had been three weeks since the incident in the Portrait Room and you hadn’t spoken to England since, though this time he had warned you that he would be absent. You hadn’t had any luck finding the Boy in the Portrai
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