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Young!France x Young!Reader - New Friends

NEW FRIENDS

"Your such a loser!"

"What a freak!"

"Ha, you don't have any friends!"

You walked around the large, brick building quickly, trying to avoid the horrible things the other children said to you. You were main target of the bullies because you were quiet, kept to yourself, and preferred to sit and draw or read rather than join in with the class games everyone else played. You didn't have any friends and you didn't really mind, seeing as everyone in your small school were horrible and constantly making fun of you.

"______! _______, where are you?" Your teacher called out, walking out of the playground and searching around the scho

Un-Princely~ FranceXReaderYawning, you walk through the empty halls of the castle. Why they made you get up this early and wake the young master, you had no clue. As you were contemplating whether or not to just go back to bed, you came to a large set of doors with golden flowers across the archway.
You tried to be as quiet as you could as you pulled the door open, but it didn't matter. The prince would still be fast asleep anyway.
"Master… Master!" you yelled, shaking his wrist. He groaned, but didn't make any movement. At that time, the door had fallen shut, and you dropped the formalities.
You thumped him in the back of the head. "Yo! Francis!" you sc

Done (France x Reader)
I tried to steel my nerves before entering _(Your Name)_'s apartment. Then I slowly turned the knob that was the door and entered. I walked into the living space to find _(Your Name)_ asleep on the couch. She looked so peaceful when she slept...
I brushed a strand of hair out of the face, and she woke with a start. Her _(Eye Color)_ eyes glared at me hatefully, and she pushed me away.

"How could you?" You asked quietly, desperately searching his deep blue eyes for something. Anything. All you found was confusion.
"What are you talking about?"
You threw the phone at him. "You know what you've done!"
"_(Your Name)_, I have no idea what y

All I Ask Of You (FranceXReader)

You snuggled deeper into the light blue blanket that was draped across you as you lay on your living room couch. Humming in content, you searched your T.V. for something to watch on this rainy night. Originally, you had plans to go out with a couple of friends to see a movie, but all of a sudden, a horrible storm had come across the town you lived in, causing all of the roads to flood. At least you were warm and cozy with some hot chocolate!

"There's nothing to watch…eh, I guess we'll watch this," you said to yourself, stopping on a movie channel. It was currently showing "The Phantom Of The Opera", and it was barely starting. You cr

Churro Salesman!SpainxReaderYou sat on you couch, quite bored. Usually you would be entertained by your friends, but they had decided to 'have a contest' or something. It kind of confused you but you just went with it. Brushing a stray strand of (h/c) hair behind your ear, you turned on you TV and flicked through each channel. Nothing caught your eye and you sighed.

"Those damned idiots…" you growled, "Leaving me to entertain myself for a day. What douches…"

You leaned your head back and thought about one of the so called 'douches'. His smiling face appeared in you mind and you couldn't help but sigh happily. The Spaniard with brown hair and green eyes was d

Persistence of a Frenchman (FranceXReader)"Go away Francis!" I scoffed.

"Cherie! Please!" he chased after me. Once again he chased me to my house.

"Why can't he leave me alone" I sighed. This has been occurring for a month in a half now. Even though I threaten to call the police I just don't have the heart to do it.... he had a reputation that I don't want to be part of so I constantly avoided him.According to the rumor I heard, I was the only girl he hasn't gotten to. This would explain why he was so persistent. To be honest, a part of me wished that wasn't true. Day after day, Francis stalked me from my house to work and everything in between.

"Cherie please just give me a chanc

FrancexReader: Misunderstood Ice crystals drifting down from the sky landed on the ground, covering it in fresh, white snow. One by one I would watch them fall from the comfort of my own home. I was sitting next to the window, just inches from the frosty glass pane. The scenery was typical, but beautiful. Pure, yet cold. The fire was burning in the fireplace, which provided me with some warmth, but it wasn't enough since I was so far from it.

As I was snuggling into my sweater/hoodie, trying to recover as much warmth from my body as I could, a cup of steaming hot chocolate was placed in front of my eyes. I generously took the cup and smiled as I felt an arm wrap aroun

Nurse?France x Sick!Reader- Murse??

Nurse?France x Sick!Reader
Murse??

"ACHOOO!"
Ugh. This is the umpteenth time I sneezed today. It's also the worst one so far, leaving a dangling string of snot behind.

God, this was disgusting.

I grabbed some tissues and I blowed my nose in it, and threw it into the trash bin which was already full and totally filled with other balls of soggy tissue.

"Can this day get any worssseee?!" I shrieked out of frustration. Then the doorbell rang. "I guess it can.." I grumbled as I headed towards the door. "Who is it?!" I ask with a stuffy voice. "Mon amour? Are you okay? You sound a bit weird." A french voice replied. Oh my gosh. It was my co-w

Blind!FrancexReader: Love is Unseen"Francis... you've got crumbs all over your mouth again," you sighed exasperatedly. He grinned in response and leaned closer to you.

"Would you lick them off for me, mon chérie?" he asked seductively.

You rolled your eyes, although he couldn't see the action.

The two of you were sitting at a table alone, since everybody avoided Francis like the plague. And because he was your boyfriend, everyone avoided you too. The reason being, he was blind.

"Stupid cruel shitheads," you grumbled, glaring furiously at anyone who stared at you for a moment too long.
Francis lowered his head, silky blonde hair shadowing his sightless blue eyes.
Y

Ti Amo, Idiot (RomanoXReader) You ran through the large, maze-like garden, picking your way through it with ease. You'd been to this place so much that you knew every corner of it like the back of your hand. Two years ago, you found this place while you were looking for a place to escape to when things were getting too stressful.

*Flashback*

You wandered around aimlessly until you found a little stone bench under a large, leafy tree. The place was so peaceful. It was the perfect place for you to come unwind when you needed to. Tomato bushes and vines wound around the tree and the sound of running water from the stream that ran around the small clearing sounded so soo

FrancexReader: Cats and French Lovers

"Here kitty, kitty," you said clicking your tongue. "Come home, I got a nice saucer of milk." You groaned. It had been about two hours since your cat had bolted from the house and into the woods. "Come on, I can't do this all day."
You heard the sound of a twig snapping behind you. Freezing you listened carefully.
"Oh, hello 'ave you seen a white cat?" asked a French accented man. Turning you saw one of the most handsomest men you have ever seen. His hair fell to about his neck and was blonde. He had blue eyes and stubble on his chin.
"N-no," you said, "have you seen my cat she's (give description of cat)."
He shook his head, "Non. Where

CIRL FrancexReaderYou huddled under your blankets and wondered why you kept doing this to yourself. "This" being playing creepy video games late into the night and not being able to sleep because of it. It's like you wanted to worsen your mild fear of the dark. And this particular evening was especially horrible because there was a very bad thunderstorm going on outside. The lightning flashes illuminated your room and cast creepy shadows on your walls.

"I am never playing that game again," you muttered to yourself, certain you would listen to yourself this time. As anther thunder crash shook your house, you squeaked and dived further into your sheets, hoping

Swimming With CanadaSplash~!

You felt the relaxing coolness as you dove into the clear swimming pool. It was so soothing to be engulfed into the water after being in the scorching weather for a long time. For the moment, your worries were over.

As a last minute decision, you planned a pool party for your normal friends because this would be the last time hanging out before school starts. You came thirty minutes early to the pool (who your aunt owns, so you were able to reserve at anytime), and set up the refreshments and volleyball net. Though you thought it would have taken awhile to finish complete your task by yourself, but it actually only took ten m

Spain x Reader - Beach

Spain x Calm!Reader – Beach
Notes: This was a request and will not be continued.
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You knocked on your boyfriend's door, you had both been dating for a little over 3 years now and apparently he had a surprise for you. He opened the door and smiled at you, "Hola mi bella!" He pulled you into a tight hug and kissed your cheeks.
"Hey Toni~" You smiled and nuzzled him, "Where are we going today?"
He smiled and stepped outside, "Want to go to the beach?" He took your hand and started to walk.
"Yeah… But it's almost sunset…" You walked with him.
"I know. That's the best part, barely anyone will be there." He looked

PapaFranceXchildReaderXMamaFemEngland: Dance“Mama, I’m so excited! I can’t wait to go to the dance!” 5 year-old (Name) says to Alice. Tomorrow night is scheduled for the Father/Daughter dance at (Name)'s school. (Name) has been waiting all month to go dancing with her papa, Francis.
Alice smiles at her daughter, pushing up her glasses a bit. “You’ll have a lot of fun, I’m sure of it. Now please, (Name) hold still so I can finish your dress.” She says to (Name). Alice insisted that she makes a pretty dress for (Name) since this is her first Father/Daughter dance. (Name) apologizes for squirming so much and holds still for as long as she can.
Once Alice finished the final touches, she wipes the sweat off her brow and looks at her daughter. “Okay, go take a look in the mirror, sweetie.” Nodding, (Name) runs to the full body mirror that was hanging on the wall, and twirled around a couple times. Smiling, she runs to her mother, and gives her a big hug.

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France's Blue Snuggie

by ~AlexisPIKA, Jul 30, 2012, 4:03:26 PM
Literature / Prose / Fiction / Romance / General / Introductions & Chapters

France's Blue Snuggie (FrancexReader)

"Give it back!" I shouted.
"Why should I?! It's freezing in 'ere!" Francis said, jumping onto the back of the sofa.
"Francis Bonnefoy…if you don't give me the damn Snuggie I swear to God that I will STRANGLE YOU IN IT!!!!"
"Moi? You'll strangle moi~? Onhonhonhonhonhon~ I zink not! It belongz to moi~! I claim it for FRANCE~!"
"For the love of GOD, Francis!!!" I tackled the annoying and pervy Frenchman that held my ticket to warmth in his hairy arms.
"Onhonhonhonhon~ you've caught moi~ Now w'at are you going to do, mon cherie~?"
"I'm gonna rip out your throat if you don't give me the Snuggie, frog." I said in a dark tone.
"Who are you, cherie~? Angleterre?"
"No, but I cosplay as him! I've been told I'm good at it too!" I said forgetting about the matter at hand.
Francis smirked, dropped the Snuggie onto the carpet, and said, "Why don't you go get zis 'cosplay' and show moi? I believe you when you say z'at, cherie. You really look like Angleterre to moi~!"
I quickly got off of him, smiled, and ran to my room to find my England cosplay.
"And while you're doing z'at, I'll make dinner, amoureux~!"
"I'm not your girlfriend, Francis!" I shouted while putting on the finishing touches to my cosplay. I ran into the kitchen and sat in one of the wooden chairs at my kitchen table. I quickly wiped the smile from my face and crossed my arms, a scowl now gracing my features.
"______~ Are you done yet, amoureux~?" Francis shouted, turning around.
"My name is Arthur, frog," I said with a slight British accent, imitating our friend perfectly.
"Gah! A-Angleterre! W-when did you get here?!" He said, backing away from me.
"Psst-! Francis! It's me! ______! Don't worry! It's just my Iggy impression!" I whispered, going out of character for a minute.
"Oh! Oui, oui, I knew z'at!" He said matter-of-factly. "Well, Arthur , I think we'll have some merveilleux French cuisine tonight, oui~?"
"Ugh, I'd rather DIE than eat your slop, Francis. I think I'll make some scones!" I said standing up from my chair.
"Non, Non, Angleterre! You are my guest~! I must cook for you!" He said seductively.
"…This is my house, frog." I said with a blank look on my face.

~END~

France's Blue Snuggieby ~AlexisPIKA

Literature / Prose / Fiction / Romance / General / Introductions & Chapters

((My first FrancexReader!

If this doesn't make sense to you, watch this video and fast-forward it to 6:49 (or you could watch the whole thing~!) -> [link] It's very funny! My friend and I watched it on her laptop a few days ago and we both died laughing.

J. MICHAEL TATUM. YOUR ARGUMENT IS INVALID.

))