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"Pffttt," you tried to contain your laughter when suddenly you burst out laughing. You kept laughing until you realized you were the only one laughing. You wiped the tears from your eyes and looked at the three sitting in front of you.

Toni's face was all red and his cheeks were puffed out as he tried to contain his laughter. Francis' eyebrows were furrowed and he had a hand over his mouth. Gilbert was lying on his back, eyes clenched shut and biting his lip with his arms at his sides.

Aww... no one laughed.

"Guess we'll have to do another one!" you stated, ready to pull another one up.

Right when you were about to click another one, you

Hetalia Mad Libs: BTTXReader N.1

Hetalia Mad Libs:

BTTXReader #1

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Slamming your head off your coffee table for the umpteenth time already, you groaned. You were developing a massive headache from all this bickering going on between the three men in front of you. And let me tell you... They were going at it like wild dogs..... Or it could be slamming your head off the table, either one.

"BOYS!" you finally yelled, lifting your head up from the coffee table.

They immediately seized their arguing and looked at you.

"Does it REALLY matter who gets the last Wii remote!? I mean, you could just take turns!" you suggested.

You had the three over our house for game n

BTTXReader - F.A.G

You were casually sitting in a (fave color) bean bag chair at your house, playing some mindless video games in the dark. The next thing you knew the light had been turned on. You drop your controller, hid under the bean bag chair and started hissing at the light.

The chair was lifted off you and you squinted in the light, only to see three smiley faces. The pale one, Gilbert. The tan one, Toni. And the perverted one, Francis.

You groaned, "Ugh, it's you three." and stood up.

"Chica, you really need to get out more." Antonio stated, referring to your little.... incident when they turned on the light.

You sighed, "I knowww...."

You reached

BTTxReader- I Don't Care If I'm Selfish- P1

BTTxReader- I Don't Care If I'm Selfish- P1

Gilbert's arm was around my waist. He was drunk again, and I had to drive him home like always, because he knew for a fact that I don't drink.

"Ahahahahaha!" Gilbert was laughing maniacally, and it was creeping me out.
"What?"
"Bow down to my awesomeness!"
"Yes Mr.Awesome, but I have to drive you home first."

I shoved him into the backseat, and buckeled him up nice and tightly. I turned the radio on, and drove to his house in silence. Well it was silent except for him singing to the radio. Pulling up to his apartment, I exited my car, opened one of the back doors, unbuckled Gilbert, and pulled hi

BTTxReader- Nap Time"Come on! Get up, you lazy asses!"

"Nnnnnng…."

"Uuuuuuhhh…."

"Errrrg…"

You sighed, pulling the covers off of your three roommates, "It's two o'clock. Way past time to wake up."

"Nein, _____. It's much too early." Gilbert muttered, snuggling up to Antonio, who lay beside him, for warmth.

"Oui. You could get in the bed with us, Cherie. It would be nice. We could have sex and zhen sleep until midnight like always." Francis chuckled perversely.

"Always? What universe are you living in, Francis…?"

"A better one than yours, apparently."

"Si, chica." Antonio put in, trying to shove Gil away, "Siesta time is muy importante."

"Come on, _____

O Christmas Tree- BTTxReader"Mein Gott…"

"Ay Dios mio…."

"Mon Dieu…"

"I know, right?"

You and your three friends stared up at your ten foot tall Christmas tree in wonder.

"And you want us to decorate this…?" asked Gilbert, turning his red eyes on you.

"I'll help of course."

"_____.... This is going to take forever." Francis pointed out.

"Do you have a ladder?" Antonio asked, the gears turning in his head.

"Yes, yes I do, Antonio. Thank you for trying to help!" you stuck your tongue out at the other two and went to go grab the ladder from your garage.

"Well, gentlemen." Gil announced as soon as you had gone, "I see we have a mission."

"Yes, we do." Francis nod

BTTXReader: Birthday Cake and Fried Chicken

"How do I look, [Name]?" asks Francis as he struts around in a dashing suit and tie.

"You look like a fool," You lie, eyes falling upon Antonio as he emerges from a dressing room.

"I look pretty cool, no?" Antonio asks now, adjusting the ridiculous sombrero. You nod approvingly to him, and that makes him smile widely.

"Seriously?"

"Well I think you look like a fool," Francis pouts and crosses his arms, then struts off to his dressing room after winking at a shopper, nearly making her swoon.

You sit on one of many black stools as the two come and go in various outfits, France swearing that he looks dead sexy in all of them

BTTxReader: My Dearest Friends "Saying 'he was a racist' isn't an opening argument eyebrows!" Francis snapped beside you, standing up slightly in his seat. "I'm not satisfied and my partner is not either!"

He looked towards you expectantly but you simply froze for a second. Luckily at that point, Arthur, who was sitting across from you, stood up and shot a glare. "Well if you'd let me finish, I can actually support my argument you frog!"

Sighing, you looked at Elizabeta, sitting across from you with a similar expression. "I'm not even going to try and get a word in edgewise. I highly doubt that either of us will get heard."

Nodding, you tuned out for a few secon

BTTxReader: Ditched

The first thing you noticed was that your head ached. The second thing you noticed was the smell. Old cheeseburger wrappers and empty two week old soda cans. "Why am I in Alfred's car?"
"You passed out," Alfred said, "good morning."
Groaning you got up, "I thought I was with Gil, Francis, and Toni…"
Alfred laughed, "You were…they ditched you for a bunch of chicks they met at the party."
"Oh right…party," you said and opened the door. "Well I got to get back, thanks for letting me crash here."
"Sure no prob," he said.
You ended up walking three blocks to the apartment you shared with your friends. "Yo! All skanks out of the apartment bef

BTTxReader - Wouldn't Be The Same

You hammer on the first bedroom door you come to. You thought you were used to living with the infamous trio by now, but sometimes they just took it a little too far.
The door gets pulled open and the Spaniard of the trio stands there, grinning, “Good morning, chica. What could your beautiful self possibly want so early?”
You cross your arms and glare at him, ignoring the fact his shirt was off and his grin was just too gorgeous.
“Toni, where are they?” you ask.
“…what?” He genuinely looks confused as to why you’re so angry, but you had learnt that he could put on a good act if he wanted, too.
“You

Country X Reader~ B.T.T X Reader~~ StereotypesBad Touch Trio X Reader~~ Stereotypes Songfic
Ok this is my first time writing on DeviantART so no hate comments ^_^
Oh and this wasn't made to offend anyone.... Please don't hate me
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You know, I always thought stereotypes were kinda
ridiculous.
So I wrote a song about it,
and it goes a little something like this

Sitting alone on on your couch watching TV waiting for the day to pass by you heard someone knock on your door. You felt your couch get a thousand times comfier. The person kept knocking until you heard a loud *crash*

"What the hell was that..." Your voi

BTTxReader -Day Out BAM! 3 guys: A blond, a brunette, an albino burst in and scooped you into their Zonda. You didn’t even have time to respond, you just went with it, let them take you.
“Bounjour.” Francis took away the glass of milk that was in you hand and kissed it.
“Hola.” Antonio said as he went to your left.
“Hallo.” Gilbert smirked and went to your right.
You had your puzzling face on as the Spaniard and the Prussian carried you outside and the French opened the door for them. You batted your (color) eyes in confusion as they started the car.
“So many questions…” You merely uttered and looked at them. What the heck just happened? You were in your Perry the Platypus pajamas enjoying breakfast and your best friends decided to burst in your apartment and take you.
“Vhat else does it look like ve’re doing, frau? Kesesese!” Gilbert was

Somebody's watching me HetaliaxReader

I'm not schizophrenic, okay?

Don't listen to my mom. Or my Dad. Or my Grandma. You know what? Don't listen to anyone. Well, except me.

My thought process is perfectly logical, and for the life of me I can't figure why they don't understand that.

But I digress. I should tell you exactly what I'm talking about.

I recently got into this show called Hetalia. It's a show where all the countries of the world are personified, and you learn about events in history through their interactions with each other. Basically, it's history made fun!

Or making fun of history. Your choice.

Anyway, since I got into this show and all, my mom got me a shirt

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Filled with loud fast talking assholes who slammed into their shoulders into yours, then glared at YOU like you were the rude one.

High-heels clicked, phones beeped and children wailed. Wait, what?

"Papa!!" You stopped were you were and frowned. "Papa!" A little voice sobbed.
There it was again. Spinning around you looked for the source of the voice. Across the corridor, standing between a potted plant and a stone pillar, where thr

Mad libs (BTTXReader)“Just calm down okay?!” You cried, growling at the three boys sprawled on your floor. “No way!”

“We have to decide who sleeps where right?” Antonio nodded vigorously. “Yeah! I mean someone gets the spare bed and the others have to sleep on the sofa!”

You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. You should’ve known inviting the notorious trio of boys might not have been your brightest idea. And you’d even asked them for a sleepover.

If I’m ever able to go back in time, I’ll kick my own arse! You swore to yourself as you settled yourself down on the couch. “Let&rs

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Hetalia Mad Libs: AxisXReader N.1

by ~Wildheart63, Jan 1, 2013, 6:06:44 PM
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Your stomach growled as you sat in between the three men, debating over what to make for dinner. Ludwig wanted Wurst and Potatoes, Feliciano wanted pasta(what else?) and Kiku wanted Nikujaga. None of them could agree on what to eat and it was kind of ticking you off.

"Hey, guys." you interrupted as you thought of a plan to help pick, "Mind listening to my suggestion?"

"Ja, sure." Ludwig silenced immediately.

"Yeah! We should ask-a _______ what to eat!" Feli cheered.

Kiku simply nodded.

"Well, I know neither of you would like my suggestion.... But I do know how to settle this." you smirked, running up the stairs and calling, "I'll be right back."

You came back down with your laptop. You sat on the couch and placed the computer on your lap and logged on to the site that would save your hungry belly.

Feli sat next to you and looked over your shoulder, "Whatcha doin?"

"Ah, ah, ah," you waved your finger in front of Feli's face and his expression fell, "No peaking."

Feli got up and sat on the floor in front of you.

"Vell, don't keep us in suspense, ____. Vhat's your idea?" Ludwig asked.

You smiled adorably and stated, "Mad libs!"

"Mad ribs?" Kiku asked.

"No, not mad ribs! Mad libs!" you giggled.

Kiku sighed, "I know, ____.....It's just my accent...."

"I know, I know." you waved your hand dismissively, "I was just teasing."

"Do you all know how mad libs work?" you asked.

The nodded their heads and Feli sang, "Pastaaa~."

"Okay, well after we fill it in I'll read it aloud. Whoever laughs is out. Then we do it again. Whoever doesn't laugh through the whole two rounds wins and it's their choice what we eat. Sound fair?" you explained.

"Ja, zhat sounds gut." Ludwig agreed.

"Okay, here we go." you picked one that had an interesting title. 'Love Letter 3'.

"Okay. Feli, I need a name of someone in this room." you stated.

"______!" he said happily.

You sighed, "Okay. Ludwig, I need a noun."

"Uh.... Beer?" he said it more like a question.

"Okey dokey. Kiku, a superlative adjective."

"Funniest." he stated simply.

"Feli, your turn again." you smiled, "I need a noun."

"PASTA!" he sang loudly.

You laughed, "Okay. Now Ludwig, give me a body part."

The first thing that came to his mind was...... Yeah.... But of course he wouldn't say it out loud, "Hand."

"Mmmkay, Kiku. A verb ending in 'ing', please."

"Cooking." he was very plain about the game.

"Feli, I need another noun, please."

"Girls!" he giggle happily.

"Not plural, Feli." you laughed, "I'll just make it singular."

"Now, Ludwig. I need a verb."

"Run."

"'Kay. Kiku, an event."

"Anime-con."

"Feli, a day of the week."

"Friday~."

"Ludwig, another verb."

"Jump."

"Kiku, another verb."

"Watch."

"Feli, a place."

"The Leaning Tower of Pisa~!!" he chimed.

"Ludwig, a time span."

"Uhm... Forever?"

"Kiku, another verb."

"Think."

"Feli, an adverb."

"Kindly~."

"Ludwig, I need another name of a person in this room."

"U-Uh..." he stuttered as he looked around, "J-Just put mine down."

You smirked, "Okay."

You hit the 'go' button and said, "Ready?"

"Ready, bella~!" Feli cheered happily.

..... Feli was a gonner....

You began reading it, trying not to laugh yourself,

"Dear _____,

It has come to my Beer that you are the Funniest girl/boy in the Pasta. My Hand starts Cooking a Girl every time you speak. I would like to Run if you want to go to the Anime-Con with me next Friday. If you Jump please Watch me at the The Leaning Tower Of Pisa in Forever. I Think you and everything about you.

Kindly,
Ludwig."

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