GreenRose45

You sat in your living room with your part-country, part-vampire boyfriend Vladimir, the personification of Romania. He was busy ranting about his pet peeve: the undermining of vampires in modern literature and film (namely in Twilight). You sighed, as you were well accustomed to these bouts of indignation that occurred from time to time. “The way we are presented nowadays is totally wrong! Vampires are supposed to instill awe and fear, not “sparkle” meekly and look sexy! … Wait, what are you laughing for?” he asked you, puzzled, as you tried to catch your breath from your sudden laughing fit. “Well”

Intro: http://greenrose45.deviantart.com/art/Skip-Rope-Crush-Child-Hetalia-X-Reader-658090966 *Your POV* When the rope reached “L”, two things occurred simultaneously:  you stumbled, having suddenly thought of Lukas, and [F/N1] twisted the rope in a way that she knew would trip up. As a result, you ended up falling onto the pavement with a thump, along with the rope, for [F/N1] had already dropped it and was eagerly conversing  with the other girls on who to interrogate you about. “Well, thanks a lot, guys…” you thought sarcastically as you picked yourself up off the ground. Then you realized just what had hap

*See Description Y/N = Your Name F/N1 = First Friend’s Name    It was just a normal recess at Hetalia Elementary: kids scurrying everywhere, whilst the yard-duty adults tried to keep them under control. Elements of child-play were evident all over the playground, for the kids of H.E. had a recess spanning a generous 25 minutes (not counting lunch); there were a number of balls, jump ropes, sticks of chalk, etc. The sun was nicely shaded by a few clouds, and the air was warm and filled with the sounds of happy squeals and laughter. [Y/N] was running about with some of her friends, when they came upon a jump rope, and [F/N1] exclaimed

*Spain POV* “¡Ha, mis pobres hijos, mis bebes, porque tuvieron que pasar por esto!?....” -*Time skip*- I had just come in from working in the tomato greenhouse; 3 hours straight of riding a few pests who had infiltrated, and were infecting some of my darlings, the little bastards. After I had showered and eaten, I was walking towards my room on the 3rd floor of the house, ready for my much belated siesta, when I heard it…… The echoing, yet distinct sound of a particular music from my homeland. I came to a dead stop on the staircase landing. I knew it was Vena. It had to be. Zundia would have been too shy

 The sun rose bright and early on that day. That Springish day (I live in Southern California, so it's somewhat warm) in February, notorious for chocolate, flowers, and PDA. It was Valentines Day, but Vena couldn't care less. The young schizophrenic was still sound asleep at 11 AM. She and her 2 personalities (Zundia and Veynee) had spent all night working on a new computer program, and they were EXHAUSTED. Vena didn't expect much from the Hetaloids on this day, because she knew they would not be able to keep it a secret. Especially that Feli. She was in for a suprise, however. *Knock, Knock, Knock* "Hmmmm, yes?" But there was no ans

Warning: This story is a little eccentric, and the reader uses some magic. If you’re looking for something slightly different from your normal N5 romance fanfic, then read this story. Please don’t read if you’re biased against fantasy themes (or looking for a lemon). Thank You! *Narrator POV* “What’s this?” Tino asked himself when he reached his room. There before him on the floor was a small envelope. On the square package were the words “Don’t open until you are all together”. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- *Your POV* You