HetaliaReaderInserts

"Oh!...Ow..." You exclaimed, landing painfully on your side. "Son of a..." Great, just great (___). You had no clue where you were. In the middle of a forest somewhere? Lush red and gold trees surrounded you, all of them maple. You could see where someone had placed sprouts in the trunks in order to collect the sweet sap inside of them. The heavy scent of raw sap filled your nose, and it suddenly made you light-headed and tired. It was cold too, colder than (hometown) like you were used to. The breeze penetrated through your street clothes easily, and you shivered. "Hello? Anyone?!" You called out, getting up and taking a few cautious steps

I stop with the slots now~ I will work ramdonly at the request!^-^ ------------------------------------------------ Hello everyone~ Today I want to open my Hetalia X Reader Request. I want to write a little bit more so I will open some request-slots. Think on it: I always can refuse them if I don't feel like to write about it. There are kind of rules XD: -Not first comes first serves ( Why do I feel like I would start a MEP XD?!) -Just write a comment with, the character you want, what for a topic, what the reader is like (shy, tsundere etc.), may settning if you want a special place and so on. It depends on the information I get, of my mo

If you were mine… Gilbert couldn’t help but stare at you as you scribbled down notes from the board. He couldn’t help but smile whenever he saw you smile and it was all he ever thought about it. Gilbert would easily sneak glances at you and would even slyly take a few pictures for himself, not that he’d ever admit it. You were all that Gilbert ever thought about and even his brother and friends noticed. There was a look in his crimson eyes that his friends noticed and just from that, they knew that you were on his mind. They won’t ever tell him, but they would share glances and even smile whenever the young tee

It was on days like these that you found yourself at peace. You were relaxed at the time as the soft breeze passed by. You quietly began to draw soft lines on a page of your sketchbook, slowly creating an image as more time passed. After moments of continuous drawing, you managed to make a portrait of someone. You smiled at the picture and after a while you realized you were blushing. You shyly hid your face against your sketchbook. “What are you drawing, chica?” Your eyes widened as you straightened up and slammed your sketchbook close in a split second. “A-A-Antonio?!” “That’s me,” he replied wit

If my tears could make a stairway… Gilbert could remember the last time he’s seen that smile of yours. It was that day when he invited you for a dance under the moonlight. The moonlight shone on your hair, making it glow a heavenly glow as he twirled you. It made him smile as he recalled that time. The moonlight was enchanting as the two of you danced the night away. It didn’t matter as the night quickly ticked by, seeming as if it was just a few minutes. It didn’t matter to the two of you the two of you were dancing the night away. To be honest, the two of you just wanted each other, to be next to each other. No mat