You're My Princess [Switzerland x Reader] by BritishIslesDame, literature
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You're My Princess [Switzerland x Reader]
"Carry me," you demanded.
"Excuse me?" Vash stated as he turned to face you.
"Carry me," you repeated.
"No thank you," he scoffed as he continued to trek.
"Why not!" you whined. "My feet hurt!"
Vash had though it would've been a wonderful idea to trek through a mountain today. Lucky for you it wasn't one from his native country or Switzerland. Instead it was a small inclined slope. Barely even classified as a mountain. About half way up it, you decided to see how long Vash's patience would last.
"You're acting like a spoiled brat," he insulted as he turned to face you.
"I know you are but what am I?" you childishly stammered.
"Now you
Love and Guns [Switzerland x Reader] by BritishIslesDame, literature
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Love and Guns [Switzerland x Reader]
"Why must I do this?" you whined as you were dragged off towards a certain Swiss man's house.
"Well dude I need to ask him for a new gun," Alfred explained as he dragged you to the front of the large estate.
"Why do I have to go along?" you asked as you yanked your hand free of the American's grasp.
"Well, Lili may miss you," he argued.
You rolled your eyes as he went up to press the doorbell on the Swiss estate. You sat on the steps as you waited for someone to answer the door. Alfred tapped his foot on the cement. The American sighed impatiently and began to ring the doorbell obnoxiously.
"Alfred knock it off, maybe he isn't home." you
Switzerland x Reader - Christmas Night by fairytailrox98, literature
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Switzerland x Reader - Christmas Night
"I promise I'll stay with you," he said to you, holding your hand.
"…I'm not expecting a promise, Switzerland. I already know what will happen." You told your Swiss boyfriend, sighing, though amused.
"I won't!" he assured you, but as the both of you heard footsteps running across the grass outside, you could visibly see his hand turn into a fist.
Standing up, you gave him a quick kiss before telling him, "Just go. You'll come back soon. Just like always."
Giving you a quick nod, he then grabbed his gun before running out. You could hear his footsteps fading away, the next two sounds only being gunshots and a shout of, "Stop running on my
25 Days of Christmas - Day 8 by IslandDreams, literature
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25 Days of Christmas - Day 8
-The Day of-
“Don’t get in the way of my gun!” A certain xenophobic nation yelled at the screaming Italian running for dear life. Switzerland chased after Italy gun in hand, firing round after round at him, purposely missing. “Switzerland, just let him pass. It’s the holidays.” You urged your Swiss boyfriend.
“NO! I don’t want him going through my land!”
“I just wanted to see Germany!” Italy sobbed.
“Then go through some other territory; not mine!”
You sighed as you remembered the events that had transpired, leading to this moment.
It was a pretty quiet. Even thoug
Papa!Switzerland x Child!Reader - Swiss Lullabies by Resistance33, literature
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Papa!Switzerland x Child!Reader - Swiss Lullabies
You were sat on Liechtenstein's lap, watching television while she brushed your hair. Switzerland was on outside, no doubt chasing after Italy, who had run across your back yard while trying to get to Germany. The sound of your father's shotgun had woken you up, and was keeping you from going back to sleep.
"I WILL KILL YOU! I SWEAR IT! I WILL KILL YOU UNTIL YOU ARE DEAD!"
"I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY!"
Lichtenstein sighed and put the hairbrush down. She knew how long this would usually last. Switzerland had kept her up half the night once while chasing a streaking Bad Touch Trio off of his property.
"Come on, (f/n)."
"What?"
"I'm going to ge