Netherlands x reader *request* (Counting Sheep)"Thank you for inviting us over (y/n). It was very kind of you!" Belgium came hopping into your house, eyes bright with excitement.Netherlands x reader *request* (Counting Sheep) by starkiller11240
"No problem. Did you happen to bring along Netherlands?" You asked, escorting Belgium further into the house.
"I'm here." Netherlands came in, his hair surprisingly down for once, carrying the luggage.
"Ah, good! So, how long will you two be staying? Just so i know how much food to buy." You asked, taking some of the luggage off of Netherland's hands.
"We'll need to be here at least a month. I hope that doesn't bother you." Belgium looked worried for a moment.
"Oh! It's no trouble at all! It's awfully lonely here, since my house is quite separate from everyone else's. It's nice to have someone else over!" You said quickly, not wanting Belgium to regret her decision to come over. It was true, you were awfully lonely in your large house. Hardly anyone came over, and it took it's toll at times.
"Oh. In that case, we're happy to come over!" Belgium looked at y
Netherlands x Reader x Friend!Belgium: FootballYou and Bella were friends. Close friends. Both personally and trading partners. You didn't require visas or passports for tourists between your countries, and each of you would find your way over to the other's house at least once a week.Netherlands x Reader x Friend!Belgium: Football by wingedsupernova
Consequently, there was no surprise when Bella invited you over to watch the Belgium/America World Cup game.
"It's a rather big affair," Bella had told you over the phone. "Hendrik isn't happy, but it's all in the spirit of the game, right?"
You had promised her to bring crisps and dip for the party, but, when you saw the number of cars parked in front of the Mogens' house, you realised the ten bags in the boot of your car would be far from enough.
Your fingers had barely brushed against the doorbell when the door was thrown open, revealing a harried-looking Hendrik.
"Ah, you're here. Thank God, a sensible person. Would you mind stepping into the kitchen and sorting things out there? I'll help you with your bags."
You shrugged off this odd welcome, w
Netherlands x Reader: Left BehindHe named it Miffy. The small white rabbit wiggled in Tim's hands as he held it close to his face. The whole scene was quite adorable. You couldn't help but giggle. "Tim, you know you'll have to pay for her first." He blushed slightly at the reminder and went to do that. Soon you were on your way back to Tim's house with your new pet.Netherlands x Reader: Left Behind by thatsnotacamera
You'd been dating for two years and were inseparable, finally moving in with him and his sister Alice three months ago. She and Tim were very close, so you didn't see her going anywhere for awhile. No one minded her though and she was always so sweet.
Arriving at the house, Tim handed you the rabbit, now Miffy, and began setting up it's new home. When he finished you carefully placed Miffy into her enclosure. The two of you admired the job and the rabbit. When Alice got home she was delighted to see the adorable creature. When she picked it up and nuzzled it, Tim seemed slightly jealous, which made you laugh.
The rest of the evening was spent making/eating
2p!England X Reader- Trust2p!England X Reader- Trust by ShadowRealm666
Don’t trust strangers.
You trusted this man, you see, a strawberry blonde man with the most beautiful and hypnotizing baby blue eyes you had ever seen. You had gone to his bakery almost every day, just to have a nice chat with this man. Eventually, you learned his name was Oliver Kirkland. He knew your name, and in return, you knew his name. He smiled so sweetly, yet there was an emotion twinkling in his eyes that you couldn’t put your finger on it. He always did dress nicely, with bright colours to match. He was so nice and sweet, it was impossible for him to be a killer. At least, that’s what you thought. Your friends warned you to stay away from the nice man, but you only brushed them off with a “Don’t be silly! He’s so nice, he couldn’t harm a fly!”
How wrong you were.
It had became a routine for you to visit the shop each day after school, simply to enjoy Oliver