France X Reader - Falling StarsFrance X ReaderFalling StarsWhen you were just a little girl, your mind was filled to the brim with wonderful and beautiful ideas about what the twilight hour might bring. Naive thoughts of magic infected your mind and you often accepted the challenge of staying up until midnight to sneak a glance out of your window to see if any fairies or characters from your favourite shows would be playing in the soft moonlight. On the rare occasions your tiny body managed to complete the trial and you were able to stare out your window expectantly; you never saw a thing.Perhaps the odd nocturnal animal shuffled around in the shadows of trees hunting for food, or maybe you saw a bat or two soar into the darkened sky. Whatever you may have caught glimpses of, they were sadly not what you were searching and hoping for. Eventually, you grew out of such fantasies and the twilight hour became a regular time for you to be awake at. You had reached that age where you were mo
1. ChinaxReader: Winter WonderlandSleigh bells ring, are you listening,In the lane, snow is glisteningA beautiful sight,We're happy tonight.Walking in a winter wonderland.- Winter WonderlandYou sighed drew little faces in the icy cold frost on the window. "Yao, I'm bored!""Be quiet, aru, I'm working," your friend snapped back as he went back to work.'Evidently being a country makes you a stick in the mud' you thought grunting. Looking through your fingerprints on the glass you saw all that snow, just waiting to be played in. "Yao, I'm going to go outside now. With or without you.""Yes
" he said not paying attention.You scowled, but got your scarf and mittens. "And I'm going to visit Russia.""That's very nice __________...""And we're going to become one," you said opening the door."Yes, ok, aru" he said. Letting out a little squeak of anger you slammed the door behind you.
"Wait, WHAT?"Meanwhile you got to work on your snowman. First the bottom, then the middle, and finally the head. Sticking button
Papa!France x Little!Reader [Can't Sleep]((So in this one Reader-chan is about... 7.))You lay in your bed, looking up at the ceiling. Your stuffed [Favorite Animal] held close to your chest. Maybe watching Les Miserables so close to bedtime wasn't a good idea after all. You just couldn't get the image of your father in those barricades out of your head, even though you knew he wasn't there. After a while of you trying to sleep and being plagued by nightmares, you got up and ran down to your papa's bedroom, tears streaming down your face. "Papa!" You went into his bedroom crying. France immediately woke up at the sound of his little princess' crying and running down the hall and was standing by his bed by the time you got there. "[Name]! Mon cher! What's wrong?" He asked and went down on one knee to look you in the eyes. Seeing his precious little girl crying just broke his heart. "Papa, I had a bad dream!" You sobbed and dropped your stuffed toy so you could hug your father tightly. "I dreamed you died in the bar