Well This Is Just Annoying Accurate...

You're fine :)

<~~1P and 2p Italy reacting to an ‘innocent’ reader~~>

Feliciano’s perspective of you wouldn’t change that much because of how delusional he is.

He has this picture of you in his head that can’t do anything wrong so when he sees this, all he sees you is being a good person and protecting the innocent guy from being mugged.

His delusions leads him to totally discard you beating the mugger senselessly and the strawberry juice container thing.

It’s like he has permanent rose tinted glasses on.

Nothing you do will damage his perception of you.

~~~

Luciano Wouldn’t be as delusional as his first player for the most part.

He’ll note down that you were caring a weapon that he hadn’t seen and will be more cautious with getting close to you.

One part of his applauds your strength and ability to handle a dangerous situation like that (he’s a busy man and doesn’t have time to constantly be watching his s/o to make sure that they aren’t in danger, his paranoia increases with an innocent s/o), but on the other hand he doesn’t like the fact that you would potentially be stronger than him.

He’ll take lots of notes from this experience.

Though in conclusion, he’ll become more wary of you in the future ,with taking extra precaution in his plan on kidnapping you and stalking you.

~~~

Ahhh I'm so glad that you liked my writing! I'll be honest and say that writing for Sweden is a bit difficult for me since our personalities are so different, though I think with that post I did a good job on him!

I would see him as the type who would try to desperately hold the nordics together and to act as a strong figure for the others to follow. A leader that without a doubt they can look to for guidance and protection. The 'Lion of the north' isn't just a title that you just throw around. So for him to be trying desperately to hold himself together is all for the other nordics, since if he showed himself to crumble other nordics would surely see that the strongest leader they had had fallen. If the Leader loses hope, the people lose hope with him.

Sweden deserves a cookie for all his hard work that gets ignored so easily-

No one:

Childe when he was 14:

~Gladly my dear anon, thank yoy for your patience~

{Canada x florist Reader }

Matthew wasn’t really known for being the romantic type, more so everyone just forgot he existed or if they did recognize him, they just saw him as being the calmer version of his brother. Matthew himself just excepted that he was always going to be either mistaken for his brother or be in his shadow. Deep down, he was angry about the lack of attention but then again, he found peace and tranquility in being a wallflower.

All until she came into his life.

He had been sent by his boss to the local flower shop to get a bouquet for a meeting that he had order beforehand. All in all, it was just another erran for his boss that day.

‘Erran-boy-Matthew’ walked into the small pleasant shop when the smell of fresh flowers were thrown at him all at once. It acted like the calm before the storm in a stressful day of running around getting things his boss demanded of him. It made him physically relax with the calm atmosphere that this small shop held.

“May I help you sir?”

Matthew jumped back being thrown out of his thoughts, looking to the side to see the supposed employee of the store. Nothing spectacular really, dressed in business casual with an apron with the stores label on it. He wasn’t startled by their presence alone, it was that they noticed him!

Him!

Canada, Matthew Williams!

They noticed him!

“Umm, sir?”

His heart was going a mile a minute that he didn’t notice that he was staring at them. Straightening himself up he quickly responded,

“Oh, yes, uh, hi I’m here to pick up a bouquet under the name ‘maple’.”

“Ah yes, I’ll go and grab it for you sir.”

His heart felt as if it was going to break out of his chest from how hard it was beating, it almost hurt, but he didn’t want the feeling to go away either! He had felt to starved of affection that even the bare minimum of noticing him felt as if he had just been proposed too!

But as they turned and disappeared behind the back doors he felt a sudden coldness come over him. The warmth in his chest turned freezing standing alone in the store. He felt a want, no a need for their affection, their acknowledgment for his presence again! He needed it more than anything else!

They returned shortly holding a neatly tied together bouquet of flowers in their arms, only then did Matthew see how interesting they were. They had a certain look to them that made them unique! Their hair, their face, the way they held themselves up, they way they walked, the way-

“Sir? Did you hear me?”

Oh. He was staring again.

“Oh yes! Thank you again.” As he reached out to grab the bouquet, their fingers touching ever so slightly made the Canadians face blush a light pink. He wanted to talk more with them, wanted to know their name at least, but the sudden buzz from his phone made him realize why he was here in the first place.

He quickly tipped them and left the store in a hurry back to his boss. All the while thinking of ways to meet them again. Maybe on his day off, or coming back to get flowers.

He wanted so much to be with you again, to talk to you again, he needed to!

He would meet his flower again, that he would make sure of.

~~

~1p Russia ~

Ivan had invited you over to his house to have dinner and watch a movie. He dared not to move since you ended up falling asleep against him. The movie had become white noise to him as he just focused on taking in the whole picture of you asleep next to him.

He could have stayed like that forever if not for the tiny buzzing sound he heard next to him. You accidentally left your phone on the small desk next to the couch, just far enough for him to read the caller ID.

Your ex?

He must be mistaken..

He reached over, trying his hardest not to move you to badly, and took the phone reading it again. Nope, there was no mistaking it that it was in fact your ex.

He had the audacity to still be calling you even with all the work Ivan had done to get you to break up with him.

This ex was beginning to become a pain in the ass for Ivan to deal with.

Nevertheless he clicked accept and put the phone to his ear and said

“ Еще раз попробуешь сюда позвонить, я позабочусь о том, чтобы твой труп нашли на улицах. Она моя.”

And with that he ended the call.

He knew that your ex won’t be calling you anytime soon and if he does even after that.

You can only say that he tried sparing them.

He won’t hold back now.

~~~

(Russian: "Еще раз попробуешь сюда позвонить - я позабочусь о том, чтобы твой труп нашли на улицах. Она моя.- If you try to call this number again, I’ll make sure you end up dead in an ally, she’s mine"Thank you to the kind reader for helping me with the correct translation!!)

I actually have headcanons that the countries can’t have children with another country. If they try the possibility of them getting pregnant low and even lower for the baby to live during the pregnancy and after, so it would be near impossible for a fem nation to bare 8. So in theory if a fem country got pregnant all the other countries would react like:

“😎...😃🕶🤏 wtf”

And this kinda bleeds into my other headcanons about America’s states and I guess other provinces/parishes. I only see Two states having personifications, Alaska and Texas (totally no bias since it’s my home state) and I can explain my reasonings for that in a later post if someone requests it.

Also It just doesn’t make sense for the reader to give birth to states that already exist, like why are they just now getting personifications. Just my thoughts. Also I’ll just change the prompt to them reacting to a political marriage to the nation reader~

*Also I had to shorten the responses since my original writings were to long to fit in a post*

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~America, Canada, France Political marriage with Country!Reader~

-America-

Alfred will be thrilled in the prospect of forming a union with your country through thmis marriage! It was never up to debate whether or not you were going to say yes to it, and with your boss was already pressuring you to agree with it left no room for you to decline the offer. The wedding would be a spectacular event and it would be broadcasted on national television in both of your countries for all citizens to see (all of them making it a national holiday)! He'll see the event as tieing you down with him in a way that you can't escape from, and even if you where to physically escape him, it wouldn't change the fact that you two are still in a union and 'married'. It's just all working in his favor~

-Canada-

The idea of forming a Union with you would send butterflies to his stomach as he tries to wrap his head around you actually becoming his, and through marriage at that! He would ask you if you wanted to have a wedding or not since in these scenarios, political wedding were just for the cameras, he would be fine with both. If you chose to not have a physical wedding, that's ok, he wasn't one for the cameras anyways and he would help you start moving in with him in the meanwhile. If you wanted one he can't help but feel overjoyed that you would want this, he would be a nervous reck all the way up until the wedding day where he gets to gaze at you walk down the isle in your suit/dress. It would almost be so blissful that he could believe and maybe trick you into thinking that this is a normal relationship. Just living in the moment dancing with you, finally having you to himself.

-France-

He would almost faint when he gets the news from his boss that he would be marring you in a sign to show your union together. He would view this being the most intimate thing he could do with you (besides if he's lucky to share a bed with you your wedding night~), and would be so happy to be able to share this moment with you. He would design the entire wedding almost like a fairytale ending, where the prince gets his lover to live happily ever after with him. He would almost be showering you with affection and words of love (in his language and yours) the entire day.

~ Debt repaid in full ~

Yan!Childe x Weapon!Y/n 

Note: I’m trying to explore my SoulEaterXGenshin AU with this headcanon/fic. Sorry that it got kinda sloppy at the end!! I’ll probably publish my overview of the au sometime but I keep on adding to it with many big-brain ideas. I’ll be opening requests for the au or just suggestions or questions about it! The next character I’ll be exploring will be Zhongli because I’ve been basing all my Archon headcanons with him, so it’ll be the easiest to write for! Also, I wrote this with Y/N being a chain spear weapon but it’s only brought up once, so g/n weapon? 

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: semi-detailed gore (mostly just blood), nonmajor character death, unhealthy dynamic, and relationship, Mentions of heavy violence, Childe just being a menace <;/3

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The tales from the few delusion weapons that have worked with Childe tell of the many bloodbaths they’ve witnessed. Stories ranging from how he laughed as an enemy begged for mercy before reveling in the final blow to the wet sounds of the blood splashing underneath his shoes following where ever he went. But you could never guess that the man who killed hundreds of Meisters and weapons with only his vision and delusion was the same with the ever-so-charming laugh and showed the utmost kindness to his family. The complete 180 in personality from a cold-blooded murderer to a charming young man could give anyone whiplash. Childe has never sought to make a contract with a weapon himself, only ever using his vision, which changed upon meeting you. 

He first took an interest in you when he was stationed in Lyiue, helping to collect debtors who had been causing issues for the Fatui. This client has been failing to repay the loan they took from the Northland Bank for a few months, so it was up to him to step in where his lackeys failed. But what he didn’t expect was for you to step between him and your friend. You’ve known of Fatui’s methods of collecting a debt; many people ‘suddenly go missing’ after getting behind on their payments. So when you saw your meister being cornered by one of them, you couldn’t just stand aside. Pleading, begging almost, that you would get the money to repay them, you just needed more time. 

He admired your will to be able to stand up to a harbinger. The wildfire that lit up your eyes caused his pulse to skip a beat, like the adrenaline rush from battle. That was the day your ‘love’ story began. 

His interest in you only grew the longer he watched you. How do you take up various jobs around Liuye to help your friend with their due debts? He was thrilled beyond belief when he watched you help clear out some hillcurlers bothering an elderly couple on the outskirts of town. The question of if he would ever make a contract with a weapon came back to him as he saw your arm shift into a chain spear. You moved akin to a dance, moving your body to the rhythm of your attacks, doing quick work of the hillcurlers. He was so fixated on you that he didn’t even notice how he had started to shake in anticipation and a growing beaming smile that uncannily stretched his face. 

After his little watching session, he researched everything about you that he could find, memorizing the tiniest details from your favorite flower to your preferred sleeping position. He even went as far as to show up unexpectedly by you, revealing how your body went stiff. He’d try his charms on you, mixing flirtatious remarks with the ever-so-present time limit until the debt was due. He was quickly becoming somewhat of an acquaintance, much to your disappointment. But what he didn’t think of (or want) was finding out that the friend he initially came to get debt from was your meister. He’d show at night when your returning from a job, taking advantage of your worn-out self to try and plant seeds of doubt in your mind about how you are so much better than your current meister. It didn’t matter whatever relationship you had with this person; the only thing that mattered was that they were in his way of making you his.

The cool night air served as a sort of tranquility that you could lose yourself in any day. That is if there wasn’t a menace walking beside you, serving as a walking reminder of the approaching due date for the mora. You had lost interest in whatever he was talking about, being too exhausted from clearing out monsters for the past few hours to care. You didn’t need to be nagged and taunted by some harbinger who took it upon himself to annoy you daily. 

Your autopilot walking was interrupted when the ginger abruptly stepped in front of you, leaning down to be at eye level with you. “I don’t get it, really,” he began, staring at you as if he could look into your soul for an answer, “ Why do you even stay with that meister? You’re practically being held back by them. You need someone more...experienced than them!” He chuckled, seeing you glare at him, trying to sidestep around him, but he got in front of you again. Being so close to his face, you could see his eyes' hollowness that you didn’t notice before. “Someone like me.” With how quickly he changed, he returned to the annoying carefree Childe you were used to—laughing at how you looked like you saw a ghost. 

The rest of the walk had a heavy air as his words echoed in your head.

When the extended time limit came, you and your meister brought the exact amount to the Northland bank where childe was uncharacteristically quiet when the sack of mora was laid out in front of him. You can feel as if time had stopped when Childe presents that while you had gotten the payment for the loan, it had increased in the extended time he gave you. But he is not anything but generous and offers a compromise, saying he’ll erase all of your meisters debt if you agree to unify your contract with them and, in return, make one with him♡.

You’re both stunned and bewildered by his proposal. However, from how a sly smile creeps up on his face, you know he means every word. The audacity of the man in front of you. He so casually dehumanized you into a simple object that could be traded in a contract. Thankfully you and your meister both rejected his proposal, asking if there was anything else. 

He pretended to ponder the idea before stating that there was a way to settle this fairly, practically eating up your full undivided attention on him. He would challenge your meister to a duel, hardly hiding the fact that this was his plan. The vision at his hip pulsing to life as your meister begrudgingly accepted. You could only watch as the gruesome match began. You wanted to look away so many times as the screams of your now late meister rang through the air.

You didn’t even notice the tears streaming down your face as Childe walked to you, his prize. Staring down at you with those soulless eyes looked down at your crouched figure. He took off his bloodied glove and brushed your tears off as he cradled your cheek. Tilting your face upwards to meet his gaze, “I look forward to our newly formed contract (first)!” beaming a smile that didn’t match his void-like eyes. 

Childe would make you his right hand in the Fatui, taking you away from Lyiue to his home in Snezhnaya. He doesn’t need to chain you down when your contract does it for him, detailing your obedience to stay by his side. He takes pride in wielding your weapon form, proving that he is better than your old partner. That you should be thankful, he decided to help bring out your true potential, only under him, of course. You’ve taken to just trying to block out all the cries and screams of the people victim to the harbinger, though you haven’t been able to wash the iron smell from you for months now. 

New rumors of the infamous 11th Harbinger started circling through the low-ranking members and weapons in the Fatui. Tales of how where ever he fought, there would only be him and his weapon standing victor in the end. Dancing in a blood-filled ballroom, the red floor reflecting the sinful dance like a mirror—capturing how his hands tighten around your hand and waist, pulling you along to his rhythm—a mere victim to the beat of his war drum.

update:

I’ve been swept up in the genshin fandom as of late so I’m probably going to start writing for a SoulEater x Genshin cross over. I’ll probably release headcanons for it later since I’ve been having some serious brain rots about it. I’m still going to be writing for Tokyo Revengers but it’s going to be on the back burner for now! Also I’ve been trying to improve my writing so hopefully there’s some improvements! Also school has started back up for me so I’m most likely going to be slow with these updates!

M!Reader just trying to use a urinal in peace:…

M!Yandere taking the one right beside reader: Fancy meeting you here!

~Readers s/o being neglectful~ Warnings: Cheating, alluded death and violence

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Izana had known your scum bag of a partner for some time now. Having one of his subordinates follow them, Izana’s heard how they barely gave you any of their time, spending it hooking up with your friends behind your back. Izana would watch you try to stay up for your partner on late nights, unaware of the things he was doing, feeding you lies about doing overtime at work. It disgusted Izana how foolish you were to not see this, even with Izana being right at your side when you expressed your worrying relationship. There were so many times when he had to hold himself back from just taking you away, taking you for himself where he could properly love you. He refrained, of course, that route was too easy for him, opting to take the more relishing way of making you hate your partner and go to him.

When he shared with you the pictures he had of your partner rubbing up against one of your friends, he knew you would be mad, but he didn’t think he’d d be able to hear you so clearly from outside your home. Izana was waiting outside, hearing you yell at your now ex. You opened the door with glossy eyes and saw Izana waiting there for you in front of a car. He opened the door as you silently got in, soon followed by Izana. He cradled you close as you buried your face into his chest, mumbling that you wanted to kill your ex for what he did to you. Who was he to disagree with that? 

Once you were safely tucked into Izana’s bed fast asleep, he quietly left the penthouse. Kakucho and the rest of Tenjikus executives waiting for him dead set on tracking down your ex and friend for hurting you. Rest assured that you would never hear from them again. Only ever seeing their faces appear on the news above the headline missing.

Mikey noticed how whenever you were with your partner, you always had this sad yearning look in your eyes. He also noticed how your partner would never look your way when you were on a ‘date’, which you couldn’t even call a date by how your partner would always bring their friends and not even notice you standing by their side. Whenever he would bring up your relationship you always said that you loved them, not knowing the lustful looks they gave other people. Mikey was infuriated that he wished to have the same thing your partner took for granted, thinking of all the ways he could and would treat you better.

Mikey would slowly talk to you about how you deserved someone better than your current partner, slowly getting more solid proof that your partner was unfaithful until he could fully convenience you that they were cheating on you. No worries though, Mikey would be there for you to cry on when you inevitably broke down, melting into his embrace that you had been deprived of for so long. Taking advantage of your mentally weakened state, Mikey would slowly start telling you of how he has been there comforting you during lonely nights, how he could treat you so much better, just be with him.

Little did you know that as the two of you cuddled together, you having cried yourself to sleep, Mikey had sent a text with a picture of s/o and an address to Draken. Putting detailed instructions on how he wanted him to only rough your ex up a little before he could properly deal with them. You never knew what came of your ex, Mikey never mentioned them again anyway so neither did you.