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"What about this one?" Cuba held up a small two piece bathing suit that you wouldn't even dream of wearing. "You should really try it on, it'll look good on you."

You stared at it wide eyed. "I'm not wearing that, it's no more than a pair of spandex underwear," You crinkled up your nose. "Lets stick to the one pieces okay?"

Cuba let out out a sigh and put back the suit he had chosen for you. "Okay, but I really think you'd look good in it." He moved over with you to the more modest one piece bathing suits and began to look. He was still picking the most revealing ones for you to try on though. Finally the two of you settled on a

Shimeji!Germanyxreader Chapter 1

Shimeji! Germanyxreader Chapter 1
You came back from a nice dinner to find your Germany shimeji thinking about his iron cross. After you sat down he gave a quick glance at you (but you didn’t notice) and started to look up at a tiny sun. “Aww… Germany! You’re so cute when you smile!”
~~~Shimeji POV~~~
My new master was very kind. She also gave me a lot of attention. I loved to sit around while she played her music and do her homework. I always would try to get her attention by climbing her computer walls. That is until I fell from the ceiling. She w

Shimeji! Germany x reader INTRO

Shimeji! Germany x reader INTRO
You came home after school from a long day of idiots and push-over teachers who didn’t get any lessons finished from the very idiots. You ran up to your laptop and went to open a certain document. You’re friend recently showed you a computer chibi called “shimeji”. Being the Hetalia fan you were, you opened up the Germany shimeji. ‘SO CUTE’ you couldn’t help but fan girl. You were the oldest child in the family so there was a lot of pressure on you, but coming home to shimeji made you happy every time.
“AGH! I

CubaxReader VoreYou look around for a bit and cower behind a mug. You have been shrunken down to the size of a pinky finger for some odd reason. You carefully tip toe from your hiding space to try and find a way to make you your regular size again. All of a sudden, a chubby, dark skinned figure picks you up and chuckles."Well, well, what do we have here?"

You struggle against the nation's grip and open your mouth to scream, you're way to scared to do it so you close your mouth.

The nation chuckles and takes off your shoes."You wouldn't mind going on a small trip right?" He removes the rest of your clothes leaving your bra and panties on.

"N-no…" You

Seven Minutes in Heaven (Cuba)You excitedly reach your hand into the hat, wondering who you would get of the handsome men around you. Well, you did hope for a certain one, not that you'd ever tell anyone. Blushing already, you pulled out a...
A spoon?
"Uh..." you hold the spoon up into to air, "who's is this?"
"Oh!" you hear a quiet gasp behind you.
"Canada?" you deflate, seeing the flustered blonde. No offence to him but you didn't really like how shy he was. Then, you hear a chuckle behind you. That chuckle. You blush, refusing to face the Cuban, as he leads you to the closet and closes the door behind him. Then, after sitting in the dark for a moment, he turns you, touching your forehead to his own.
"(Y/n)," he murmurs, concerned, "do you have a fever? You seem a bit warm."
"Well that's because I'm locked in a closet with the guy I've had a crush on since the day I met him and we're supposed to kiss!" you almost yell into his face, your blush darkening and you turn once

Canadian HetaloidX!Insecure!Chunky Reader Ch.1

“Aww, he’s so adorable, thanks guys!” You smiled at your new Hetaloid.

Your new Canadian Hetaloid to be exact and quite frankly, you couldn’t be happier.

He had wavy Blondish-brown hair that had a curl that was stubbornly sticking out which look so freaking adorable on him.

“Uhh… what?” (Friend 1) stood next to you and raised their brow at the box.

“What do you mean what, (Friend 1)?” You asked turning towards them with a raised brow of your own.

“You feeling okay (Name)?” (Friend 2) asked this as they came up next to you and felt your forehead checking for a fever. You f

The Axis X Reader Part 3The Axis X Reader Part 3

~Your POV~

You had gotten to Arthur's house and had stayed their a month.You had gotten to know the members of the Allies and your best friend was Canada. He was quiet,but friendly. He seemed to be the nicest out of the whole group,not perverted and not to hyper,not scary either.

You were currently training with Arthur,it reminded you of Ludwig,you quickly pushed that thought away. He had lied to you,he didn't matter to you anymore. You looked back at Arthur,he was struggling to catch up,it reminded you of big brother Feliciano.You sighed and pushed that thought away too.

"Come on Arthur!",you called stopping. "W-

Axis X Reader~Italy's EndingAxis X Reader~Italy's Ending

~Your POV~

~The Next Day~

You woke up and blinked a few times before your eyes focused. You sighed and realized that someones arms were wrapped around you. You looked over and saw it was Feliciano. You smiled and began to remember what had happened last night.

~Flashback~

"Hey _____,we should get going.It is late and the others already left.",said Feliciano. "Alright Feli....",you said getting up from the bar stool and walking over to the italian."Ready?",he asked. "Yes,can you take me to your house please? I dont want to go to Ludwig's and wake everyone up.",you said."Sure,come on now ______.",he said and le

.:: Not a Rapist ::. France x ReaderIt was a bit colder than when you were at Gilbert's house. You started to shiver, that being a consequence for not bringing along your coat. It was cold yes, but not cold enough to get frostbite or anything similar.

You raised your quivering hand and knocked on the door three times. No more, no less.

It was about five minutes before someone answered the door.

The door opened to reveal a maid. She had raven black hair that was tied tightly into a bun, sky blue eyes, and scarlet red lips. She looked friendly to some and scary to others, but to you, she was a delight! "Hi Belle." You smiled. "Bonjour _____. Apologies, Francis is not wanting

.:: Not a Pervert ::. Prussia x ReaderIt was a bit chilly outside. A small breeze blew through your ____ colored locks.

You heard the click of a door unlocking.

The door slowly opened revealing your albino-German-friend, Gilbert. "Sorry _____, this isn't the best time." His voice cracked slightly as he spoke.

Just looking at him made you want to burst out crying.

His hair was like a rats' nest, his "I'm awesome" vibe was gone, and his ruby-red eyes that once held confidence were now filled with depression. His eyes were bloodshot and puffy, as if he were crying.

"May I come in?" You asked. Almost immediately, he opened the door a little farther so that you may walk in. You s

That Hunk of a Man .::Cuba::.You sighed at the Cuban man handing another ice cream to a stranger kid. There was something about him that made you smile more than ever. His genuine smile, the way his eyes shined in the sunlight, his muscular form[1]; Just everything!

"Oy, [Name]!" You jumped a little at the startling voice. Turning around, you spot your friend, Alfred. You ran over to him, waving your arms in front of you, and stopped in front of him with a bright smile.

"Alfred! You're just in time! Quick, I need you to help me tell Juan[2] how I feel!" Alfred gave you a confused look.

"But you look just fine. Are you sick or something?" He eyed you suspiciously and y

I love you~ [PrussiaxReader]

You sat in english class, doodling all over your journal because you could care less what your teacher was talking about. After you fill up an entire page with your drawings so you flip the page. Thinking of what to draw next, you get an idea: how many ways did you know how to say 'I love you'. You started a list with the ones you knew.

I love you
Te amo
Ti amo
Je t'aime

You tap your pencil on the desk trying to think of any more ways to say it. The bell rings and you jump up and quickly gather your stuff and start to head down to lunch. On your way there you see your friend Tino and stop him. “Tino! You speak Finnish, right?” H

SwedenxReader: Then Comes the Baby in the Baby...

SwedenxReader: Then Comes the Baby in the Baby Carriage

A haze of sleep still covered you as you opened your eyes. Raising your left arm to see your hand and the finger that was adorned with a golden band that reminded you were Mrs. Oxenstierna. Smiling you turned your head.
His glasses weren’t on his face and it only seemed to open up his face a bit more. Leaning over you kissed his forehead.
Your husband let out a small groan and opened his eyes slightly.
“Good morning Mrs. Oxenstierna,” he murmured cupping your face.
With a small smile you placed your chin in his chest, “Good morning Mr. Oxenstierna…”

EstoniaxReader - The answer to a riddleThis is stupid! There are 31, 536, 000 seconds in a year. I've checked all of my text books, I've checked the internet, heck, I even asked the teacher! You think to yourself as you furiously press the buttons on your trusty scientific calculator.

I even considered the leap year, I even considered the exact amount of time the earth completes a revolution, I even considered the whole SI year thingy, but he still says I'm wrong!

A certain someone gave you a question, and being the smarty-pants that you are, you had instantly given your answer, but that certain someone told you it was wrong.

That certain someones is actually the leader of the

Blind Love- SpainXReaderBlind Love

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You sat down on a bench, that your Shepard had found for you. She sat next to you and waited with you for the bus for the blind. You sighed and put your (hair length) (hair color) in a nice pony tail. You then heard the bus pull up in front of you and stood. Your Shepard, (dog name) stood as well and walked you to the entrance of the bus.

"Ma'am where's your stop" The woman asked as she helped you get on
"Oh...um Walmart on Carrot and Maple" You replied as you sat and (dog name) sat next to your legs
"Okay, hold onto the handle that's next to your right arm, Please" The bus driver said as she helped another onto the bu

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Cuba x Reader -Cuban men, Hawaiian Outifts

by ~Skitsophraniac, Oct 31, 2012, 7:29:31 AM
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   Nothing. Your mind was empty. Blank, just like the sheet of paper before you.

   This was entirely too frustrating, but then again, writer's block always is.

   You tapped your pen against the white paper absentmindedly, as if tapping the white spaces in between the blue lines would make words magically appear on it.

    Writer's block sucks, you thought to yourself with an audible sigh escaping your mouth to fill the silence of your office.

    There was a ghost of an idea floating around in your mind, but putting the broken pieces together to create a whole image was proving harder than you thought. It was like gluing the ripped shreds of a paper back together; there were, of course, parts missing, making it incomplete and imperfect.

    Suddenly, you were startled by the loud yell of, "(Name)!" It was your boyfriend, Carlos, as he called out for you from another room.

    "What?" You yelled back, relinquishing your pen into a cup full of other writing utensiels.

    "Come're!" Carlos commanded, leaving no room for protest.

    With a sigh, you did as he told and stood up, walking around the desk to go see him and whatever he had planned for you. So you pushed open the door of your office and immediately was striken with a sudden surprise.

     "Hello." Carlos greeted with a perfect poker face, no trace of laughter in his eyes. On his chest were two coconuts that were strung together by a green vine. Around his waist and down his legs hung a straw skirt that left nothing to the imagination.

     For some odd reason, a man from Cuba was dressed as a Hawaiian dancer.

     "What are you doing...?" You managed to ask, despite how surprised you were.

     "You have writer's block, right?" He asked, letting a smile take over the earlier poker face.

     You nodded mindlessly in reply, not being able to take your eyes off of the two brown coconuts that served as a bra to cover his belumptuious man breasts.

      "Well," he raised both arms and put them behind his head, smirking in a way that indicated that he had found a new challenge to undertake, "I'm dressed like this to help you get over it. To give you an idea for your book."

     Ignoring the fact that everything was amazingly weird, you felt a warmth rise to your cheeks and a smile melt onto your lips; he was so sweet and caring! You just loved how Carlos had the power to make you smile, no matter how cringe-inducing his dancing was.

Cuba x Reader -Cuban men, Hawaiian Outiftsby ~Skitsophraniac

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Just to let you know, one name that himapapa thought of giving Cuba is Carlos~ so Imma use Carlos as his human name, now, kays?

...how could you not love this cutie?! Is it becaues he's not a bishie? I bet it's because he's not a bishie...