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America x reader- Why do you love me? So yeah(Hey this my first reader insert, I hope you guys like. Something I did in my free time and please give me some feedback, if you guys like I might just continue writing. So yeah enjoy~)

"F/N!!!!" I woke up screaming. I had an awful nightmare that my precious (F/N) decided to leave me for someone else. The room was still dark so I start patting the sides to make sure she was still there. I finally felt her form and immediately hug it.
"Nghh..." (F/N) groaned and buried her face in the pillow. I held her tighter and take in her smell. 'Oh god, I can't imagine a day without her,' I thought, but then I begin to wonder. 'Why does sh

AmericaXReader~ Cheesy Pick-Up Lines

You smiled contently. You were leaning against a tall tree enjoying its shade, and reading your favorite book. It was lunch time at your high school and you were taking advantage of your alone time. You weren’t unsocial or anything, you just didn’t really like to be surrounded by people 24/7. You had a few friends and they understood your need for solitude at times.

“Excuse me,” a voice said in front of you.

Startled, you looked up. Standing before you was Alfred F. Jones. He was probably one of the loudest boys you had ever met. He was incredibly popular; a self-proclaimed hero who always wore a grin and looked like

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You and Alfred were close. He made you feel happy even in the worst of times. His smile was contagious and fun seemed to follow him everywhere.

You were in love with his country, and would frequently visit at particular parts of the year, running around with a camera and taking silly photos. Each one held important memories that you fondly looked back on.

Often during winter he would invite you to stay in the north with him. You would bundle up for the cold weather, packing on your snow boots and heavy coats. You would snuggle up together by the fire, sipping your hot coco slowly, trying not to burn your tong

Tsundere!AmericaXReader"Tardy again I see, Miss (last name)." Mr. Kirkland sighs as you burst into the classroom, your hair wild, panting hard.
"Sorry...I missed...the...bus." you gasp out, trying to catch your breath.
"Well, make sure it doesn't happen again."
"Yes sir." you say, snapping a mock salute.
He sighs again and resumes his lecture as you make your way to your seat, running a hand through your hair, still panting slightly.
Note to self: Don't try to run all the way to school ever again. You think as you get settled in your seat, trying to pay attention to what Mr. Kirkland's saying.
A few minutes later though, you start to get distracted and begin doodling on the corner of your paper. Behind you, you hear others begin to get distracted as well, giggling and murmuring with each other.
As you doodle, you begin to daydream, counting the days until school gets out and you can spend your days with your friends and have enough time to eat breakfast

Practice makes perfect: AmericaxReader

Practice makes perfect

AmericaxReader

Your POV

Today was less than perfect to say the least. I was a little more than late for my class at university which resulted in me making up that time after school. So that's all dealt with and now I'm going to my job, and I'm late for that too! It's not as though I haven't been late once or twice before however, there was a staff meeting that I missed because of it! So now I have my boss barking at me as I'm trying to restock shelves. Ok, so that's done, I get to go home and relax now right? Wrong! I'm driving along, minding my own business when some jerk totally cuts me off and I almost get in an a

America x Reader - BOO!

America x Reader - BOO!

"Are you almost done up there, Alfred?" you called to your American friend, who was dressing into his costume upstairs.

"Almost done, _________! I just need to put on the jacket!" he calls back to you.

"Don't be too long, hero!" you teased.

"The Hero never procrastinates!" he shouted in response.

You rolled your eyes and giggled. Like you haven't heard him say that a million times before!

Alfred Jones had been your friend for as long as you could remember. You recalled the time when he had asked you for help on his math homework - at the time, he was having trouble with disjunctions - and you gladly obliged, sinc

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"What do you mean, 'I've never tasted pizza'?!"
"I mean as in, 'I've never eaten pizza', Alfred." you said. You were at your friend and crush, Alfred's house when you accidently let it slip you haven't had a bite of pizza in your entire life. Not once, not ever.
"That's just unacceptable, dude." Alfred said. You bashfully looked down at your shoes. "Can you try to eat a pizza?" he said, looking down at you. You glanced up at him. 'Don't look at the eyes, don't look at the eyes!' you thought.
Dammit.
Too late.
His big, blue eyes formed wide saucers and he stuck his bottom lip out in a pout. You stomped your foot in frustration. "Dammit, Alfie! Okay, I'll taste your stupid pizza." you grumbled. He immediately brightened up and pulled you to his kitchen.
"Don't worry, the Hero only picks the best pizzas." he says with a wide grin. Pulling open the fridge, he scooped out a box of leftover cheese pizza. Alfred grabbed two slices and popped them into the microwave. "Wha

AmericaxReader Birthday Girl Lemon cakeAmericaxReader

Birthday Girl

Lemon cake
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Today was your birthday, it was supposed to be one of the happiest days of your life, kinda. But today, you were feeling more worried than, happy.

Your boyfriend was acting strange. You glanced at Alfred out of the corner of your eye and frowned. He was fidgeting again, his clear blue eyes darting around.

"What's wrong Alfie?" Normal he laughed when he heard the nickname you had given him, not today. Instead, he jumped like someone had given him an electric shock.

"Um....stomach ache or something." He looked away from you, shoving his hands in his p

America x reader- Scared of the DarkI hate when we watch horror movies! You thought, as you walked closer to America's house.

He had invited you over to watch movies with you and sleep over, which you two didn't mind, it was normal. You'd been friends ever since you were little kids, and always had spent as much time as possible together. But sometimes America would want to watch movies with you, and out of every time he suggested watching one, only twice have they not been horror. He made you watch Star Wars, which you liked, and The Gray, which you ranted through the entire time because of it being a movie based on seeing how many ways a human could die in the wilderness. An

AmericaxReader - Just To Say...

You growl as your phone starts ringing, knowing exactly who it was from the personal ringtone about fast-food restaurants. Why you ever let Alfred get a hold of your phone, you’ll never know, but you did know he was going to get yelled at for waking you up at… 2 a.m.?!
…then again, you didn’t know what he wanted. What if it was an emergency?
“Alfred?” you say, calmly.
“Hey, ________!” he replies, loudly.
No, he’s fine. Time to complain.
“What the hell, man!? It’s 2 a.m.!”
“I know, dude. But… Well, I was just calling to say I love you!”
Your eyes widen as you sit

AmericaxReader - Like a Fat Kid Loves Cake"I love you like a fat kid loves cake," Alfred laughed through the phone, and you could have sworn you heard him smacking his lips too, "And do I know something about that."

Not many people knew this, but your gorgeous best friend, Mr. (America) Alfred F. Jones, used to be a fat little thing when he was younger. Not quite obese, but enough that he seemed to jiggle everywhere he went - so perhaps, rotund was a better word to describe him. One would not know that now though, although he still had that small amount of pudge around his stomach that years of exercise hadn't quite rid, and that you just couldn't help but tease him over. You had al

How to say 'I Love You' [ America x Reader ]

I love you.

Those three words haunted you as you lied in your bed, your mind playing out any possible scenarios that might transpire once you've uttered them to your best friend/crush—Alfred Jones. The self-proclaimed 'hero', Alfred was probably the most lovable and funny person you had ever encountered.

He was super handsome, too... not that you'd ever say that out loud.

Banging your head against your pillow, you let out a strangled cry. "For Pete's sake, why is this keeping me up for so long?!"

You had been mulling over this for quite a while now, and your clock read 11:30 PM. At this rate, you were going to show up at A

Marry Me (America x Reader)

‘Were could that blonde be?’ you thought to yourself as you walked around town searching for America. He promised he would call, but never did. You were really worried.
‘What if Artie put a curse on him! Or worse... forced him to eat his cooking!’ after that horrid thought, your searching became more frantic. You nearly turned the whole city up side down.
You then realized that you never checked his house. Feeling like an idiot, you quickly rushed toward said destination.
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You knocked on America’s door, hoping that it would swing open, but alas it stayed shut. You knocked a couple more times and the door never b

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You walked with your niece, hand in hand, to the large office complex. She wasn't really your niece, she as your boss', but you had grown so attached to her that you called her your niece. The poor girl was frightened for her dear life, being as shy as she was, but her school was having a little competition to see who could sell the most treats and make the most money and you were going to help her win.
“Um...why are we going to this place again, Miss (Name)?” She asked, shaking in her little dress and boots. “Because, there are a lot of people here I know – really nice people, too, trust me – and they'll happily

America x Reader - I Promise"It's over." the sandy blond man said bluntly.

"W-what?" you asked as tears begun to form in the corners of your big (e/c) eyes. You two were happily eating dinner at your apartment.

The American pushed up his glasses that had become askew. "I'm just not into you anymore," he rose from his chair and headed for the door. "to be honest, I never really was into you." and with those final heart crushing words, he left.

You and the American boy named Alfred have been dating for the past 2 years. Things have always gone so great! You loved him and he loved you. Or so you thought.

Now you sit in your chair. Too stunned to move or feel the hot te

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AmericaXReader: Love You Most

by ~MemyselfandI373, Feb 10, 2013, 2:38:37 PM
Fan Art / Fan Fiction / Romance

"I love you."

"I love you more."

"I love you most."

You sigh, watching the couple smile at each other and walk hand and hand out of the cafe. Valentine's Day is tomorrow, and you just wish somebody would say that to you.

You look around at all the cute couples, the cafe decorated with red and pink hearts, and bouquets of red, pink and white roses on every table. Boxes of chocolates, heart-shaped cookies and little cakes that say 'I love you' sit in the display cases.

You take a sip of your coffee and turn your attention back to the book in your hand. Why would anyone want you to be their Valentine? This year won't be any different then the last one.

"Hey, (name). Whatcha' doing here all alone?"

You look up and smile. Your best friend, Alfred sits across from you, a McDonald's bag in hand.

"Why are you in here if you went to McDonald's?"

He shrugs. "I saw you in the window and you looked like you needed a Hero to cheer you up."

"Who says I need cheering up?"

He takes a bite of his cheeseburger. "'Cause, I don't think a pretty girl like you can sit alone on the day before Valentine's Day and not be upset."

You feel your face heat up. "Y-you think I'm pretty?"

For quite a while now you've had a little crush on him, but you don't know if he feels the same way.

He looks surprised. "Of course I think you're pretty. Why wouldn't I?"

You look down at your folded hands. "Because I'm not." you say quietly.

"Who told you that?" you can hear the protective tone in his voice.

"N-nobody. I'm just not pretty."

Jeez, when had you begun to stutter so much?

"(Name), you are the most beautiful girl I've ever met."

Oh yeah, when he started to make your heart melt.

You look up at him, your eyes wide with surprise, a blush racing across your cheeks.

"Really?"

He takes your hand that's laying on the table and rubs in thumb over the back of your hand. His looks nervous, but his baby blue eyes capture your gaze and holds it.

"(Name),I'velikedyouforareallylongtime,sowillyoubemyValentine?"

Your eyes widen again. "W-what?" Did you hear him right?

He swallows and you see a light pink dust his cheeks. "Will you be my Valentine?"

You surge forward and hug him across the table, almost knocking over your coffee.

"Yes, yes, yes!" you say happily, squeezing him hard.

He laughs and squeezes back, his hand reaching up to stroke your (h/l) (h/c) hair.

"I love you." he whispers.

You smile. "I love you more."

He chuckles. "I love you most."

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