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Hetalia Sleepover / Party~!

Dearest~ Nihon~
You got out of bed to go check on the guests sleeping at your house. Of course, you have to check if everyone is comfortable because it was your job as the host of the house to make sure everyone was ok. So you went downstairs and got through the hallway by feeling around and being careful by each step you took. You didn’t want to wake those who were asleep up, so you silently walked throughout your house to check on the others. You got to the room where everyone slept. Everyone was sleeping. Though you noticed that Japan wasn’t in the room. You wondered where he was. So, you went looking for him. Though, you didn’t notice until you bumped into him by accident. Japan was holding a bowl with some little noodles along with his chopsticks. “Oh, hello Japan… Gomen nasai. I didn’t… see you there…” you managed to say. “Oh, it’s ok ________-san… It’s not your fault. It’s mine.” Japan replied in his usual formal but shy self. You stared at his ramen in jealously. “Hey… Nihon…? Did you just cook the noodles you have now?” “Hai… I made it myself.” “But now…? I didn’t hear the stove go off…” He took a bite with his chopsticks. “Oh, I just realized I forgot to eat… I’ve been so wound up in setting up for everyone to be comfortable, I guess I forgot about myself…” Your stomach growled a little. Japan suddenly looked at you. “Do you want some of my leftover ramen? I think I made more than enough. I guess you can have… the rest of what I made.” “Oh… Arigato… Nihon…” You followed him through the dark hallway, but you accidentally tripped over something cause it was dark. You thought you were going to fall, but instead, you landed on Japan’s back. “H-hey… _____-san…” he struggled to say. “Gomen nasai Japan-kun…! I… I can’t see what’s around me…” He turned around and stared at you. Then he took your hand. “It’s… alright ______-san. Here… I’ll help you…” He sounded too shy. You blushed and heated up, knowing that Japan was holding your hand. “Ni-Nihon… Thank you…” You felt pulsing in his hands. He was burning up too! You two arrived at the kitchen and you both let go of each other. There was a dim light leading to the stove. There was a pot on it. When did he make the Ramen? you wondered. Japan turned the lights a little bit, but not too much. He was aware that if he turned on the lights too bright, it will wake up the others and it will hurt both you and his eyes if too bright lights touch night time visioned eyes. You grabbed a bowl from the cabinet along with chopsticks and sat at the kitchen table. Japan grabbed the pot filled with the leftover Ramen and poured it into your bowl. It was still warm, you thought. “Arigato Japan-kun.” “Hai… my pleasure…” He sat down next to you. You two just sat there in silence, while you ate the delicious ramen Nihon made, but Japan broke the silence. “H-hey… _______-san…” You blinked. “Y-yes Nihon…?” You reached for more of the ramen. But at that moment, he slowly grabbed your hand. He hung onto it gently. “N-Neh… Japan-kun…?” you started glowing pink. Though, before he answered, he put his hand on your cheek gently and slightly pulled you towards him. He led your lips towards his and you both kissed. It was a long and passionate kiss. You were surprised of course, but you decided to go with the situation and close your eyes. Though, the beautiful moment ended with you two letting go and staring at each other with blushing expressions on your faces. “J-Japan…kun… um…” You were speechless. You kissed Japan… “G-gomen nasai… ______-san… I just…” “N-no Japan-kun… I actually…” You couldn’t say anything… you couldn’t stop thinking about Japan kissing you… Nihon stared back at you with eyes filled with his usual apathy. You were truly in love with him… “Um… well… I guess… th-thanks for the ramen Nihon… It’s… very delicious…” “Thank you… ________-san…I’m… glad you liked it…” “Uh… I guess I’ll finish this in my room… Uyatsumi… Japan. I… um… love you…” you struggled to say it, but you smiled anyways and bowed your head. “I… _______-san… Uyatsumi nasai…” You knew he wanted to say it too, but he was too shy around you. You both went back to your rooms. But the thought of Japan feeling the same way about you… It kept you from sleeping the whole night. You began staring at the stars from your room’s window… “Good Night Nihon…” you replied as you went to sleep. Meanwhile with Nihon… he too was staring at the stars from the window… “Uyatsumi _______-san.”

Shizuo…………uh..ill color later .3.;;

Which Nordic are you?

Sweden
You got Sweden! (One of my faves) He is tall, quiet, and intimidating. He is difficult to understand but can be quite playful deep down. He claims Finland is his “Wife” but it is more of a one sided thing.

Who is your Hetalia Boyfriend?

England
He offends many people, especially when he’s drunk, but he tries to be a pure hearted gentleman around you. He is also terrible with expressing himself and you often misunderstand his points and declarations of love for you. Behind his cynical, realistic view on the world, he is a romanticist, always trying to cook for you.

nomegusta. :|

What Do The Hetalia Guys Think Of You?

.: Mysterious :.
You are Mysterious!

Name: Sarah Williams (Ottawa)
Age: 20 

Boyfriend/Crush: England (Boyfriend)
Personality: Mysterious and shy, quiet, but very kind and caring.
Family: Canada’s little sister

Best Friends: Everybody!
Enemy(s):None

—————————What they think of you—————————

Italy: She’s pretty quiet…but pretty!

Germany: She’s like Canada…but I remember her more often..

America: Who?

England: Ah, a proper, beautiful young lady. I am in love with her.

Japan: Nice friend..

Canada: A really nice sister…I love her very much..
France: Oh hon hon hon~

Russia: Who?

China: What a cutie she is! A bit quiet though..

Switzerland: Very pretty…

Lichtenstein: She’s quiet…but adorable once you get to know her.

Finland: Um..?

Austria: One of my closest friends…Miss Hungary seems a bit jealous of her though..

Hetalia! Which Nordic Guy Belongs To You… romantically ;)

Iceland!
You know when you’ve been out in the snow for too long and the snow starts to actually get contrastingly warm? Well, that’s how it is with Iceland. One minute, he’s cold and kind of a stubborn jerk, but the next minute he’s being as romantic as an Italian.

Some people may find this confusing, but there’s something about the unpredictable nature of Iceland that makes you want to stay and put up with the changes. It’s just like the name. Iceland. You’d expect snowy grounds and eskimos, but you really get volcanoes and saunas.

You bring out Iceland’s passionate side, making everything much more fun ;)

A day with America~! (Hetalia RP 1)

The Brave One!
As you went up to see what America was talking about, you hear a giggle. You turned and saw a little girl that was pale as paper holding a little blood red ball. You only shrugged and looked through each door in the hall, all were empty, when you looked back where the girl was you were surprised she was still there. “Shouldn’t you go home?” You asked calmly, the child only giggled and bounced the ball. “Come play with me.” She said with a weird smile. You stare blankly and turned towards the stairs “America! Call the police! A midget France is up here!” The girl gapped while America only laughed but then he saw you tumbling down the stairs. “Hey! What happened?!” He started freaking out again. You only growled and jumped to your feet. “The bastard pushed me down the stairs!” You stomped up the stairs while America gapped like a fish out of water.

When you came back down, you were covered in dust. America went to you and poked you, “What happened?” You sighed, “Welp… Looks like the ghost of this place was true.” America gulped. “H-How come?” You showed him your palms that were covered in white dust. “When I tried choking her she kept on dissapearing~!” You pouted and America only screamed and ran out the door never looking back. You hear the giggle and you smirk. “Alright then! This time I won’t hold back!” And that’s where you decided to live for the rest of your life~!

A day with England~! (Hetalia RP 2)

The okey day~!
As you waited for him to tell you, you saw the oven and saw black smoke coming from it. “ENGLAND! ENGLAND!! THE CAKE!!!” You yelled and grabbed the oven with your bare hands and opened the smoke filled oven. You and England coughed and took out the now burnt cake. You pouted and hid your palms even though they hurt like hell. “We can make another one?” He suggested, you smiled and nodded. “Uhm.. England? Where’s the bathroom?” You blushed and he pointed down the hall.

You quickly went in and locked the door and whimpered. You inspected your palms and your eyes widden. The skin was peeling off, the palms were red as blood and some of it was still sizzling. You opened the sink and put your hands in the water and you screamed. England heard you and ran to the door and opened it. You quickly hide your hands and blush. “What’s wrong? I heard you scream.” He questioned with worry. “Oh! I just slipped…” He knew when you lied and didn’t believe you. He looked at the sink and saw some dots of blood. “Whose blood is that…” “Mine…” You gave in and showed him your palms and his eyes widdened. “You shouldn’t hide your injuries…” And thats where you and England became close friends you two seemed inseperable!

viva-yo:

(Source: zerochan.net, via romauklover)

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