Scotland x Reader: Permanent LoveScotland x Reader: Permanent Love by azumariko
You were on your way to your flat which you shared with your best friend, Allistor.
You had had a horrible day at your work and the only thing you wanted was a cup of tea and a hot bath.
When you reached the door to your flat you rang the doorbell, you were way too tired to look for your keys in your handbag.
You swore, that handbag was like a bag of holding! And the keys always seemed to find their way to the very bottom of the bag, even though you used them all the time.
Nobody answered the door so you rang again.
And you waited... Nothing.
"Allistor?" You grunted, banging on the door with your fist.
You sighed as you started to look for your keys. When you finally found them, at the very bottom of the hand bag (What did I tell you?), you unlocked the door and rushed inside the warm house.
You would have sat down on the sofa, if it wasn't already occupied by a certain, drunken scot.
He was wearing his green ‘Nessie! <3’ T-shirt and he was sleeping.
Germany x Reader: It Means I Love YouGermany x Reader: It Means I Love You by azumariko
You and your best friend Gilbert both snickered mischievously as you clicked the ’send’ button on your computer.
“Vell, ___, vhat do you zink zat Ludwig vill say about ze video?” Gilbert said with a smirk.
“He’ll probably flip out, he’d hoped that we’d stopped doing that in ages!” You replied and smiled evil.
“Ja, he’ll be furious.”
“What about the others?”
“They’ll be furious too!” Gilbert said with a smug smile.
You nodded. “Yeees, they’ll all want to kill us…” You said.
“Never mind zat! Think about how funny it’ll be!”
You stopped worrying about details such as how your friends would try to kill you and switched to thinking about how funny their reaction will be.
You had, in secret, put up cameras in all of their rooms so that you could see how they would react.
“Should we have picked another
Ireland x Reader: EejitIreland x Reader: Eejit by azumariko
You sighed as you woke up to the sound of your alarm clock.
It was the 17 of Mars and you knew perfectly well what were so special about that day.
It was St Patrick’s day. The day that your friend Seamus would take any chance he got to make you kiss him.
Like that's ever gonna happen.
He always did that, it was kind of like a tradition. Almost.
Usually, you would say that it was stupid and childish of him to do such a thing, but now you weren't too sure anymore. You quickly shook off the idea and began to get yourself dressed. The thought that you maybe didn’t mind if he kissed you… No, that was absurd.
You put on a pair of jeans and a plain white T-shirt and went to work.
"___!" Seamus yelled as he saw you entering the café where the two of you worked.
Well, you worked there, he was the owners' son.
"What's the craic*?" He asked.
"Oh, nothing, really, just hoping that this day soon will come to its end." You sighed as he walked over to you.
Hey! thanks for taking the time to visit my page, name's Erin, just your average 16 year old irish (fan) gal, born in england drinking tea & complaining about the weather|
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