FilipinoHetalians

A/N - A lot of my readers have been wanting a little Spain x Reader action so... well, here it is! So, rejoice Team Antonio! xD It may be linked to my series "Falling For You" which features Prussia x Crossdresser!Reader. This is a stand-alone fic, so you don't really have to check that out if you're too lazy. Just a note though, the Reader is currently decked out in a cosplay (it's their prom's theme) gown, similar to Vaneloppe's from Wreck-It-Ralph! Antonio has liked the girl for a long time, but is too shy to ask her out. Well, I guess you'll be quite confused. Song used is down below! Play it once the duo starts dancing. c: With that said

"So this was the reason why you didn't want to hit on me! Well, (Male F/N), or should I say, _______. What do you think will happen if the whole school find out about this?" "Um, can we talk about this while we to out shall we?" "Now, tell me, why are you crossdressing? Don't tell me, you like Gilbert and you want to get closer to him?" "N-no! Wh-why would I? I'm not interested in boys and stuff! I just crossdress since I feel more freedom when I do." "Good. Because if you'd did, I wouldn't hesitate to let the school know you're a girl!" The tape replays again from this part. You feel everyone's eyes bore into yours. Your cheeks burst in

(A/N Interchanging POVs. Be warned. Link to the song used is in the description.) PROM NIGHT Gilbert's POV "So, are you seriously going to push through with the whole dancing with (Male Name) thing?" Antonio asked me as we were preparing for tonight's little silly dance. We were going to be dressed up as 'The Three Musketeers,' but with a twist of course. We'd be wearing tuxedos and the like, and we'd also have roses. Red for me, yellow for Antonio and blue for Francis. We'd also have swords but no hats since it contradicted out fashion sense according to Francis. "Well, duh. The awesome me is not a chicken! Besides, I'd like to see his ma

You paced around the room, biting your lip.  You felt quite nervous about wearing a dress. You were worried that it might cause your exposure. On the other hand, you wanted to shove the dress down Gilbert's throat and laugh at him for looking like a complete asshole. "_________...Please settle down... Why are you so nervous?" A voice called out to you. You turned and saw Feliks standing at the doorway. You ran forward and hugged him, and he hugged you back, chuckling. You pulled away, grinning at him. "Bro, I just... I don't even... I've forgotten the ways of wearing a dress..." You said, sitting down on the floor. You ran your hands throug

Your hand fits in mine Like it's made just for me But bear this in mind It was meant to be And I'm joining up the dots With the freckles on your cheeks And it all makes sense to me IVAN I held her hand as we waltzed across the dance floor. ____’s hand fit in mine perfectly and I marveled at how it seemed like it was made just for me. Her (h/c) hair flew around her face as I spun her in time to the music. I couldn’t help thinking that we were meant to be, that we belonged to each other.            But I know that she doesn’t feel the same. At least not for me; as beautiful as she was, her heart would surely be