Hetalia x Reader Oneshots

Don't Be Afraid To Show Who You Are (Hetalia (Mainly Italy) x Disabled! Reader)

Hi! I am getting to the request I have. I just wanted to write this one before I forgot it.

(M/t) - Music teacher (NOT MOUNTAIN)

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"You'll-a be fine Bella! You-a can do this!"

"But, Feli, they're just going to laugh at me! I mean, who's ever heard of a talented person who's strapped to a wheelchair?! There's just no point! I'm not going on that stage!" I replied. The two of us, along with Arthur and Matthew were backstage. Feli had an amazing idea to sign me up for a talent show to prove that just because I'm disabled, doesn't mean I can't still do the same things that 'normal' people do. I had been in an accident when I was very young, damaging both of my legs, meaning I had to go around in a wheelchair.

"You'll be fine, Love. Just forget that the audience is there, okay? Or if in doubt, just pretend they're all me!"

"I think one of you is enough, Arthur. We already have you with caterpillars as eyebrows, we don't need anyone else."

"It was a figure of speech love."

"Now, next on the list with have (Y/n) (L/n), who will be singing for us!" The announcer stated. Feli took the handles of my wheelchair and pushed me onto the stage. I noticed all my friends sitting in the audience cheering me on, "You got this Dudette!" being the only thing I could hear though, courtesy of Alfred. I took a deep breath and  took the microphone. I closed my eyes and started to sing.

"I'm not a stranger to the dark
Hide away, they say
'Cause we don't want your broken parts
I've learned to be ashamed of all my scars
Run away, they say
No one will love you as you are

But I won't let them break me down to dust
I know that there's a place for us
For we are glorious

When the sharpest words wanna cut me down
I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out
I am brave, I am bruised
I am who I'm meant to be, this is me
Look out 'cause here I come
And I'm marching on to the beat I drum
I'm not scared to be seen
I make no apologies, this is me

Another round of bullets hits my skin
Well, fire away 'cause today, I won't let the shame sink in
We are bursting through the barricades
And reaching for the sun (we are warriors)
Yeah, that's what we've become

Won't let them break me down to dust
I know that there's a place for us
For we are glorious

When the sharpest words wanna cut me down
Gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out
I am brave, I am bruised
I am who I'm meant to be, this is me
Look out 'cause here I come
And I'm marching on to the beat I drum
I'm not scared to be seen
I make no apologies, this is me

... This is me

And I know that I deserve your love
There's nothing I'm not worthy of
When the sharpest words wanna cut me down
I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out
This is brave, this is bruised
This is who I'm meant to be, this is me

Look out 'cause here I come (look out 'cause here I come)
And I'm marching on to the beat I drum (marching on, marching, marching on)
I'm not scared to be seen
I make no apologies, this is me

(Whenever the words wanna cut me down
I'll send the flood to drown them out)
I'm gonna send the flood, gonna drown them out

This is me!"

I finished the song and opened my eyes to see the whole audience standing up and clapping. I then felt myself being pushed off of the stage and I looked up to see Feli there, "You were-a great, Bella! Everyone loved you!"

"Really? They're probably just laughing at me."

"I don't think so, (Y/n)."

"Huh?"

"After deliberaltion from the judges, an a unanimous vote, the winner of the school talent show is (Y/n) (L/n)!"

I shock. I won?! How?!

I felt Feli pushing me back onto the stage and everyone clapped. As the announcer, who was the music teacher (The one that had thought of the idea to have a talent show) gave my the trophy/reward (I don't know what the prize for a school talent show would be.) she bent down and whispered in my ear, "You deserve this, (Y/n). It takes a lot of courage to do what you did."

"Thank you (M/t). That really means a lot."

"Encore!" one of the students shouted.

"Yeah! Encore!"

They kept shouting until the teacher but a stop to it, "That will be enough! No one will be doing an encore!"

I finally mustered up the courage to try something I should have tried ages ago; Getting out of my chair. I knew I wouldn't fall as I had Feli on the stage with me because he was my designated  pusher (He was the only person I actually trusted) and I grabbed the arms on the wheelchair, pushing myself up. Fortunately, I didn't fall over and I jumped on Feli, knocking the two of us to the floor, "I did it! I finally did it!"

"Yay! Bella this is amazing!"

"I hope your relationship is going well."

"What?" I asked tuning my head to look at the teacher.

"You know, with your boyfriend."

"I'm-a sorry but we-a not dating!" Feli spoke standing up as well.

"Oh I'm sorry but you would make a really cute couple."

Are teachers supposed to be shipping students like this?

"It's-a okay!" Felie answered, his face going red. He then turned back to be, "Although, we could make a cute couple..." he trailed off to th point where I couldn't hear him.

I giggled, "Just shut up and kiss me, you adorable Italian!" That's all he needed towrap his arms around my waist and kiss me. I broke off early, remembering that the whole school was watching. Before he could reply, I grabbed his arm and pulled him off stage. I pushed him up against the wall, kissing him again, "We can do this here. Then the whole school can't see."