Prussia x Child!Reader: Parenting Skills (RQ)Prussia x Child!Reader: Parenting Skills (RQ) by AnimeGamer1223
Prussia kicked another small rock out of his way and continued to kick at the dirt as he walked. The trees loomed over him as he walked and the sunlight made light spots on the ground and showed the trees' outline. Now, what was Prussia doing in the woods in the first place?
"G-Germany! P-please! Ita-cat is out there and he might be lost! Please, please, please-"
"Ugh, FEIN!" Germany exclaimed in frustration. Italy has been crying over his cat for more than 15 minutes and it was already annoying Germany. "Bruder! Go out in zhe voods und find zhe katzchen Italy iz talking about!"
"Vas?! Vhy me, Vest?!" Prussia exclaimed. He then quickly moved his body to the left as he turned the wheel in his hands. His car on the TV screen then turned to the left and sped past a car. "YES! FIRST PLACE!"
"Bruder," Germany said,
Avengers x Child!Reader A Little PartyAvengers x Child!Reader A Little Party by LunaRaye
Avengers x Child!Reader A Little Party Never Killed Nobody
You stared up at your father, Thor, with your wide (e/c) eyes. He stared back.
"Daddy. Let's have a tea party." You suggested. Your father stared at you oddly.
"A party of tea? I am quite busy, (y/n). I do not think I have the time." You pouted and folded your little arms.
"(Y/n)?" Your father asked. You just glared at him.
"Are you giving me the silent treatment again?"
Silence. Thor sighed.
"Fine. I'll participate in this party of tea."
You smiled happily and took his hand. You led him to your room and he gasped as he saw who was inside. There, huddled around the little table, was all of the Avengers.
Bruce sat next to Clint who was fiddling with the tea cups. Steve was trying to fit into the tiny chair and Tony just opted to sit on the floor and play Angry Birds on his phone. Natasha was sitting across from the others, her face stoic.
There were two chairs between Steve and Natasha which were meant for you and your father. Y
[RR] Romano x Reader x RussiaWho would like to go first?[RR] Romano x Reader x Russia by wingedsupernova
"Good question, idiota." The voice from the crowd speaks again. "Why don't you turn-a that gun on-a yourself and do us all a favour?"
You finally recognise the accent. Romano, or, as you called him, Lovino Vargas. A foul-mouthed "bad boy" with a heart of gold only you and a few select others could see.
Russia seemed to make this conclusion at the same time you did, because he turned his chair towards Lovino's. "Mr Vargas would like to go first, da?"
Idiota, spat Lovino, before wrenching the gun out of Russia's hands and holding it to his head.
You let out a sigh, not realising how much you had held your breath until several of the countries turned to look at you.
What? It was an intense situation!
"Now your turn, bastardo."
Russia complies mildly, taking the gun from Romano and raising it to his head. At the last moment, though, he flips the gun...pointing it straight towards you.
Instinctively, you push your
Vati Germany x ReaderVati Germany x Reader by wifefu
“Germy, Germy?” your adorable four year old voice called inquisitively.
Toddling along the long hallway, you opened the door to his room. Completely tidy, but no Germy, you thought to yourself. Closing the door carefully, you stepped back into the hallway, determined to find the man you were looking for.
You looked into every single room upstairs, so you continued your journey by going into the kitchen. He was there, peeling potatoes in his frilly pink apron. Giggling uncontrollably, Germany’s attention was quickly directed upon you.
“I found you Germy! Come on, I wanna show you something. “Pulling on his pants leg, you dragged him to your room.
He opened the door, growing anxious as to what he would find. The once white walls were now recently decorated with misshapen drawings of Germany and yourself. There was also another small picture of Prussia wearing nothing but his unmentionables. All around the edges of the wall