The peeps killer: Prussia x Reader x England"NEIN! (Y/N)! PLEASE DON'T EAT ZEE GILBIRD!!!"
Before Prussia could rip the peeps out of your hands you stuffed about four them into your mouth laughing triumphantly. Gilbert fell to his knees gripping his hair. His ruby eyes filled with tears.
(y/n) simply rolled her eyes. “Oh, come on Gilbert it's just candy",
Gilbert looked up at (y/n) with tears running down his cheeks. "(y/n), your zo mean to me",
(y/n) sighed and got on her knees in front of Gilbert. She cupped his cheek and gave him a small kiss on his lips. Gilbert grinned and right at that moment Gilbird flew in through the window.
"Happy Easter, Gilbert",
*****LATER AT ENGLANDS HOUSE********
"(y-y/n)? W-What are you doing with....Those flying mint bunnies?"
(y/n) simply grinned. Ripping the plastic off and taking out one of the 'flying mint bunnies' and placing it to her lips.
"L-love! Y-You wouldn't dare right?"
(y/n) slowly opened her mouth, the candy gently resting on her teeth. Before (y/n) could furiously bite into
AmericaxReader - Jealous (Part 2/2)[Warning: Contains spanking.]
America was relived, but still not 100% certain. "But what about when you were petting his hair? What was THAT all about?"
You rolled your eyes and responded. "I simply wanted to know what his hair felt like; No big deal. It was really soft." You lovingly ran your fingers through America's hair and continued. "Almost as soft as yours...." You smiled, trying to make him do the same. "I want to feel Japan's hair, too, but *copying Japan's voice* that wourd be an invasion of his personarl space."
America laughed at your imitation. "Gawd! You're such a tease!" He didn't seem to mind you wanting to 'flirt' with Japan. But thinking about Russia got him a little mad, again. He grabbed both of your shoulders and gently held you away from him so he could see your face. "I don't mind you talking to other guys." His expression became serious. "But I want you to stay away from that commie! You can't trust him. He's insane!"
Your smile vanished. How dare Am
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.
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