BTT X Chubby Reader: Big Girl Dilemmas 2: France by InsanelySweet, literature
Literature
BTT X Chubby Reader: Big Girl Dilemmas 2: France
BTT X Chubby Reader:
Big Girl Dilemmas (France side)
__________ wheezed trying to lift herself off of the couch. Waves of racking coughs soon follow, forcing the poor girl back down. Day’s prior ___________ had been out dancing in the rain with Spain and his nephew Lovino. The cute twelve year old had warned, that she would catch a cold. He had been wearing a bright red raincoat to shelter himself. __________ and Antonio wore only their drench clothes. She had scoffed at him that day, thinking her immune system was stronger than this. Sadly she had been wrong, and now here she was sick as a dog. After the coughing subsided, _________
AmericaX!Chunky Reader - Always My Valentine by bonkers-4-hatter, literature
Literature
AmericaX!Chunky Reader - Always My Valentine
Valentine’s Day…
The holiday that was meant for couples who exchanged overly priced candy and flowers that would die in a few days and acted even more lovey dovey than before as you could see at the moment as you walked down the hallway trying to move past teens that were making out in various place.
Or..
Maybe your hatred for this holiday was just all in your head. You have been single well for your entire life not really getting a chance to experience the whole boyfriend/girlfriend thing. You sighed and looked down at your belly that was slightly poking out from your (Favorite band T-Shirt) and reminded yourself that nobody
Chubby!ReaderxAmerica~Burger Night by 1meh8, literature
Literature
Chubby!ReaderxAmerica~Burger Night
You sighed, ripping your favorite top over your shoulders and throwing it across the room. It wasn't your favorite anymore, after feeling so disgusted with yourself. For at least twenty mintues, you kept glancing at yourself, as if wishing the extra fat on your body would just vanish.
Why couldn't they invent a machine that magically made you skinny? you sighed, eyeing yourself from head to toe, wishing it was gone.
However this sadening behaviour didn't just happen on purpose, it was more because of your best friend Alfred, whom you'd also developed a major crush on. He was just perfect in every way from his funny loud personality, to his
Chubby Reader x Prussia: Chubbylicious by InsanelySweet, literature
Literature
Chubby Reader x Prussia: Chubbylicious
Chubby Reader x Prussia:
Chubbylicious
“I’m sexy and I know it!” You sang at the top of your lungs dancing to the music blasting in your ear buds. In the comfort or your home you never felt ashamed of going wild and dancing away to your music. You swished your hips from side to side and raised your arms above your head. Dancing was something that made you feel not only alive, but extremely beautiful. As you danced you didn’t notice three pairs of head watching you from the window.
“See, isn’t she cute!” The white haired boy whined his crimson eyes enchanted by you
::Cute Magic:: England x Reader by mamoru14, literature
Literature
::Cute Magic:: England x Reader
"Oh, my, I'm terribly sorry, (Name)," Arthur apologized.
"Pfft~! You were trying to make me into a little kid?" Francis pondered, trying to keep himself from laughing. "Oh, Artie, I didn't think you were –"
"DAMN YOU TO BLOODY HELL, WANKER!"
"Arthur-san, maybe we shouldn't speak such vulgar language in front of (Name)-san," Kiku suggested, trying to calm down the British man. Arthur looked over to (Name) who had her ears covered by Feliciano and looked around curiously at the two men that she couldn't hear.
He sighed as Feliciano took his hands off her ears. "I guess I was lucky. I was looking at the wrong spell. The original idea was to
You Need A Haircut (EnglandxReader) by diessysaysso, literature
Literature
You Need A Haircut (EnglandxReader)
Today was the day you and some of your closest friends got together and decided to hang out at the mall. You were having such a great time but one by one people began to leave the group in order to carry on with their day. Eventually all that was left was you, Alfred, (best friend), and Arthur. The four of you were hanging out at the food court. You were sitting across from Arthur while (best friend) and Alfred grabbed your food. You caught yourself staring at your British friend as he read a text on his phone. You scolded yourself for staring too long and looked away.
“Hey (name), you never answered my question.” (best friend)
Smooth Move [ America x Reader ] by everybodyswishes, literature
Literature
Smooth Move [ America x Reader ]
Another long day at work. The young woman sighed as she pulled over, parking her car along the busy street. [Name] had been overworked so badly for the past few days she hadn't had even had time to plan dinner for this week. Stomach growling, she did the one thing she swore she would never do: she drove up to the nearest fast food restaurant she could find. Normally she'd never eat at any of those places- she'd heard so many stories of poor quality food that she'd vowed never to eat there again. However, that was before she had to work nearly 10 hours straight with only a 10 minute lunch break. Those measly 10 minutes provided barely enough t
Smooth Move [ England x Reader ] by everybodyswishes, literature
Literature
Smooth Move [ England x Reader ]
'Life without you would be like a broken pencil...pointless.'
[Name] smiled softly at the little note. Every time she would go to one of the World Summit meetings, a little piece of paper would be sitting on the table in front of her seat. She now had a small handful of said messages, ranging from 'Your beauty makes the morning sun look like the dull glimmer of the moon' to 'If beauty were time, you'd be an eternity'. The only problem was that the author of such sweet words never wrote his name.
I wonder who it is... [Name] pondered, as she looked around the clearly-packed room. Every nation had arrived by now, so it could have been anyone.
Seven minutes in Heaven intro by Illuminati-genius, literature
Literature
Seven minutes in Heaven intro
How had you got here? You were sitting in a circle with several other countries. Most of them were drunk, or just stupidly happy, for some reason unknown. You sighed, now you remembered. America had dragged you over to his house for a 'party'. This usually meant everyone would eat burgers and listen to really loud techno. It wasn't your cup of tea to be brutally honest. You would've much rather have stayed at home, cuddled up with a book, but no, 'the hero' had to drag you over for a party...You didn't even want to be here. You had literally got yourself some lunch when he burst through the door and picked you up and slung you over his should