Sweet Songbird: Part 2 (PrussiaxReader)Sweet Songbird: Part 2Sweet Songbird: Part 2 (PrussiaxReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Your reintroduction to Gilbert was nearly two months ago and you were happily living with him. Since you didn't have a job but you didn't want to be a freeloader, you cooked and cleaned while he was at work. You were like the perfect housewife. You blushed at the thought and continued cooking dinner for that night. Placing tonight's dessert, stollen, in the oven you set the timer. There was nothing left to do. The beef stroganoff was sitting on the stove with a lid on the pot, keeping the heat in. Gilbert would be home any minute. And just as you were washing your hands, you heard the door click open.
But it wasn't Gilbert.
"Bruder?" the voice called out into the house, "Hallo? Gilbert?"
You stepped into the entryway, allowing the man to see you as well as you to see him. "Um, Gilbert will be home soon, who are you?" you asked the tall blonde man, your head tilted a bit to the side.
The man blushed a
The Perfect Relationship. - Prussia x Reader.The Perfect Relationship. - Prussia x Reader.3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You smiled lightly, acknowledging that your boyfriend, Gilbert, was standing across from you in the train. His hand embracing the railing and texting at the same time.
You took out your phone as you received a text almost instantaneously.
"Fancy meeting you here, beautiful." The two of you exchanged smiles as you texted back.
"Yes, the awesome Gilbert. I didn't know you took this train. Didn't you always take the R?"
You shoved the phone back into your pocket as you heard him snap his fingers, noticing that he motioned for you to check the device again.
"Train was dead halfway down Lineyard Street station ): -" You stopped reading once noticing his unhappy emoticon and smiled. He rarely used them because they were 'un-awesome', he said. "So they told us to transfer to the D. Apparently it's magical and it goes where I need it to be, which is awesome; but not as awesome as I am though."
"Of course, no one is as awesome as you, right? By the way,
Thoughts Prussia X ReaderThoughts Prussia X Reader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Where is that idiot?" you grumbled while pushing your way through more bushes. The forest you were in was littered with thickets, and you were tired of them abusing your skin and clothes. Though there leaves were lush and soft, their branches proved unforgiving. The ceiling of leaves and branches above you proved favorable when compared to the bushes; it didn't hinder your progress and it was nice protection from the unrelenting summer sun. The musty smell of dirt, bark, and pine tantalized your nose, reminding you of your rambunctious childhood. You had to admit that the forest actually would be enjoyable were it not for the thick foliage and pesky insects.
The reason you were subjected to the forest was Germany. He had tipped you off that the previously mentioned idiot, Prussia, would be in it somewhere. He went on walks often - at least every other day to be precise - but he rarely stayed out for more than
Prussia x Reader- As Long As You Are MineGilbert stood under a pine tree as rain poured down all around him, and a few drops were dripping on the hood of his sweater. It's been five years since he was lying under this tree. Not out of enjoyment, not out of laziness, but out of excruciating pain and he was clinging onto dear life in this very spot in this very weather. Five years since he met her. Five years since she saved his life.Prussia x Reader- As Long As You Are Mine3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Gilbert was in a gang for most of his preteen and teenaged life. He was wild, rambunctious and did everything he could to be in the spotlight, just once. His parents ignored him in place of his younger brother who was the perfect child in their eyes. Gilbert held no grudge against his little brother, Ludwig, in fact he adored him more than their parents. But he held a grudge against his parents because no matter what he did, he could not please them.
He always felt as an outcast.
And it made him feel filthy.
What was so good about him? He had kept his spirits and confidence at a
Sweet Songbird: Part 1 (PrussiaxReader)Sweet Songbird: Part 1Sweet Songbird: Part 1 (PrussiaxReader)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Request for MissKiddoChan
You stumbled down the street slowly, flinching at every noise you heard. Your once bright (e/c) eyes had dulled from lack of sleep and were red-rimmed from regular tears. (H/c) locks were oily and breaking near the ends, having not been brushed or washed for weeks. Passing by the old park you and your father used to play in when you were young, you wobbled your way to a bench and collapsed heavily. Hoping for a few hours of sleep on the stiff wooden bench you made sure that you were away from the main path and playground. Without even the smallest shift in your position, you shut your heavy eyelids and sacrificed yourself to your nightmares.
You had been dreaming the same thing for the past month, ever since the accident. It was almost like a memory from that day haunting you until you finally collapsed, but you always woke back up from the terrifying dreams.
Hearing a crash, you try to open your eyes and
Prussia x Reader: Goodbye for the Last TimeIt was another normal day for the Prussian man as he was parking in the hospital's parking lot. He was here to see her again, his beautiful wife.Prussia x Reader: Goodbye for the Last Time2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Their love was something he cherished more than beer, his friends, and even himself. No matter how selfish he got, you brought him back to being considerate about the family.
Yes, he had settled down that. It was still hard for his brother to grasp to this day, but that was how it was. He had gotten married and had a beautiful little boy.
His name was Dominik and he was a bright guy for being only five. He had a light silver hair similar to his father's but his eyes were far from red. They were your eye color that matched the soft expression his face had to match your own.
Gilbert's influence was in the hair, accent, pale skin, and attitude. He was full of spunk and a real big rebel, but that was alright.
It reminded Gilbert about his own past; excluding all the blood loss and war though. He was glad his son got the calmness he ne
A Knight to Remember #2 |Prussia x Reader|A Knight to Remember #2 |Prussia x Reader|3 years ago in Romance More Like This
As my father announced the bout, I gripped the hilt of my sword tighter. The crowd gathered in a ring where I would face my opponent. I believe some of them were deride of me. What can I expect? Cheers from them? I'm not a man who wants ladies to cheer for me.
I neared the ring, my father instructed servants to take their places at either side of the ring. I know what it's about. He expects that I would not win that I would injure myself and he would make me marry the man I won't wantthe man I don't love.
What an impenetrable thing. My mother once told me that it was the best weapon a woman can brought onto battle. Well, now's a different matter.
I cannot love the man who I am about to bout.
I remembered the man before, the man I met at the kitchen. Oh, yes he was the one at the party! The one I laid my eyes upon! Was he here? He's invited?
"My daughter," my father stated. "May I introduce to you, my loyal vassal Sir Beilschmidt. I hope you wouldn't put a
His Story: PrussiaXReaderHe decided to finally end it.His Story: PrussiaXReader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The anchor was securely linked to the chain that shackled his wrist. In his boat, he contemplated the sea, overlooking the pool of sparkling azure horizon. The mild waves cradled his boat as the wind brushed gently against his skin. He couldn't recall the last time he'd seen the world as serene as this solitary moment.
The truth had dawned on him‒ he had no other reasons to live. He'd been constantly reminded that the world can manage without him. He had not so many friends and most of them had long since deserted him. Even his own brother, the only one who truly cared, also grew tired of him.
What he was about to do would conclude his prolonged suffering, painless compared to what he endured throughout his stay at the Soviet Union.
Prussia's stomach protested. Water was his only meal for two days. It served as a punishment after being found stealing food from the kitchen. He had been doing it for weeks‒sharing the food with the other starvi
Prussia x Reader - Arguments -ONE SHOT- Screaming, crying, throwing, stomping.Prussia x Reader - Arguments -ONE SHOT-3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"GET OUT, GILBERT!"
Your eyes shot open as you sat up in your bed, sweating pouring down your face. Dim sunlight leaked through your curtians into the bedroom you usually shared with your long time boyfriend, Gilbert.
You met the Prussian at the park when he was hanging out with his friends Antonio and Francis. He was dared to use a corny pick up line on you and, surprisingly, it worked. You fell for him. Hard. He invited you to live with him after six months of dating and you couldn't refuse considering he could barely ask you with stuttering or blushing. You loved him dearly, even if he was a bit immature and full of himself.
But after last night, you didn't know if he still loved you.
Sliding into a pair of slippers, you shuffled out the door into your one room apartment. You stepped out into the living room and heard crunching beneath your feet. Crouching down, you picked
Falling for the Brother PrussiaxReader"Luddy! I'm hoooommmmeee!" you cried out dramatically as you let yourself in to your boyfriend's house. And instead of hearing him chuckling at your strange behavior or see him making his way towards you, you got silence.Falling for the Brother PrussiaxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Maybe he's asleep?" you mused to yourself as you made your way to his bedroom. Although, he knew you were coming over around this time. You peeked into his room only to not see him and then went to his study. Not there either. Thoroughly confused, you went back downstairs and went to the garage. And he wasn't there either.
Feeling a little annoyed, you re-entered the house and sat down on the stairs, wondering where your boyfriend could be.
Cue door slamming open and an obnoxious voice screaming for all of the world to hear.
"Ze Awesome Me has returned! Bow down to ze awesome!" You literally almost fell over from the force behind the shout. Rubbing your ears, you looked up to see a tall man standing in the doorway with gleaming red eyes, and hair that practically glo
Forget Your Troubles PrussiaXReader(request)You took another gulp of your whisky, slamming the glass down on the hard wood of the bar. The whisky stung your throat, but you didn't care at the moment. There was a reason you were drinking.Forget Your Troubles PrussiaXReader(request)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You'd just been dumped by your now ex, Germany. You'd started dating him around the time you two started training together. It did fine for a little while. But soon, you were fighting with him over something stupid everyday. But this time there was no make up kiss, no mending the relationship.
You felt a hot tear roll down your slightly flushed cheeks. Yeah, it was obvious that the relationship was falling apart, but that stupid blond didn't have to be so harsh about it!
You then heard a confident-and rather arrogent-voice. "Well, hey there." You tried not to groan. Great. Just the guy you needed to see right now.
Prussia took a seat next to you, flashing you his usual shit eating grin. And, as if his presence alone weren't bad enough, he was Germany's brother. "Go away." You m
PrussiaXReader-Love is War (part 1/3)PrussiaXReader-Love is War (part 1/3)3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Crimson eyes stared back at the small girl, raindrops splattered over her skin and dampened her clothes.
"....I'm sorry." A gravelly male voice said with sadness. But it didn't take a genius to tell it was a false apology, he didn't mean it. Not in the least.
She looked a the ground, her eyebrows furrowed, her expression darkened.
"Whatever..." _____ mumbled before turning around and promptly walked away.
He cheated. Gilbert Beilschmidt had cheated on _____ _____. With that stupid, yaoi obsessed, frying pan wielding brunette, better know as Elizabetha.
So many emotions were burning inside _____ ; anger, sadness, betrayal, dread, loss...her list went on and on. She felt the need for revenge, but it wasn't aimed at Gilbert, but instead at Eliza. With every emotion swirling inside her mind, _____ wasn't sure what to make of this entire situation.
_____ lifted her head, she was staring at an empty street, clouded by the heavy rain, but all she saw were memories. Every mental picture she co
Dreaming Reality |Prussia x Reader|You opened your eyes with a yawn, as small birds started to chirp. Was it morning already? They sang their early songs as if the whole world was their stage and you couldn't help yourself but smile at the cheerful melodies. It was, indeed, music that greeted your ears. And it was, indeed, morning. The night was gone and all that remembered you of the darkness and full moon was your cloudy vision and the nightgown you were wearing. A simple, but beautiful piece of cloth that framed your body - almost as if it was made just for you. It seemed so soft like the fluffy cotton clouds on sunny days and felt like the most expensive satin. You purred slightly and reached for the body next to you. The radiating warmth, melted with a soft note of cozy feelings, made your heart flutter as if your whole body could fly away any second. You felt free. More than that: You felt alive.Dreaming Reality |Prussia x Reader|3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Everything around you was painted with innocent, foggy textures that illuminated the small room with bright rays of the
Fine By Me PrussiaxReader SongficYou're not the type, type of girl to remainFine By Me PrussiaxReader Songfic3 years ago in Romance More Like This
With the guy, with the guy too shy, too afraid
To say he'll give his heart to you forever.
I'm not the boy that will fall to his knees
With his hands clasped tight, begging, begging you please
To stay with him for worse or for better.
Sometimes Gilbert had to wonder how the two of you ever got together. A lot of other people wondered too, but he usually ignored them. But there were times he really thought about how the two of you attracted each other. He was loud, arrogant, and obnoxious while you were sweet, quiet, and almost everything he wasn't. You were the kind of girl who liked to hear that she was loved or cared for and he was the kind of guy who didn't go around shouting his feelings for the world to hear. You two were almost opposites, yet you'd been dating for just over six months.
As much as he hated to admit it, Gilbert sometimes worried that his lack of caring would drive you away. That you'd get fed up with his arrogance
PrussiaxReader (request)You looked at Prussia. He stood proudly around the generals, talking with them. Your heart pained as you imagined that he would be gone tomorrow and he might not come back. Today was the party that Hitler was having to celebrate the start of World War ll. You hated the fact that another World War was starting. You may be patriotic, but you knew in your heart that this war was a bad idea. You excused yourself from the company around you and you made your way to the balcony. The balcony was open so anyone was free to go on it. Cold air from the evening made goose bumps rise on your arms. You shivered lightly but went and stood at the balcony. The night was beautiful, but it was being ruined by the happy cheers as the people in the party listened to Germany talk about the start of another war.PrussiaxReader (request)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You were angry at Germany for letting a man like Hitler rise to power, but you didn't blame him. Germany was in desperate times and needed a man like Hitler. You sighed and rubbed your arms. You fel
PrussiaXReader Request: Look in the MirrorPrussiaXReader Request: Look in the Mirror3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Often times, the hardest thing to see, is what is truly reflected in the mirror.
I looked at the clouded mirror in front of me, the steam of the shower obscuring its clarity. I swiped my hand over the misty piece of glass, the beads of water rolling across my hands like satin. I smiled at the image reflecting back at me: damp silver hair, sharp red eyes, well-developed chest and arms, droplets of water rolling slowly off them and dripping onto the floor. As usual, I was looking awesome today.
I grabbed a fluffy white towel and rubbed my wet hair roughly, feeling the soft cloth dampen as it soaked up the water. After drying my hair, I swiped the towel over my body, removing the excess water, and tied the towel around my waist as I exited the bathroom. A cloud of steam burst from the door as I walked into the hallway. Sure wish I had a camera, I bet it looked abs
Curing bad dreams (PrussiaXReader)Gilbert groaned, his temperature feverish as he tossed in his bed. “N-nein!” He muttered, biting his lip.Curing bad dreams (PrussiaXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
In the throngs of his dream he was staring at your bloodied body in despair, tears running down his face. He heard a sound behind him and spun around, hoping to see the perpetrator. The shape slipped out of his sight around the corner and Gilbert stood up after gently putting down your body, chasing after it.
Rage the sole thing on his mind, he pushed his legs to go at a near inhuman speed.
Franctically searching for it, he skidded on the landing, starting to sprint down the steps.
As he wasn’t paying attention to his footing, he yelped when his foot trod on air. Lurching forward, Gilbert sat bolt upright in his bed, panting heavily. As he tried to calm his breathing he blinked at the alarm clock.
Well that was lucky at least, it was set to go off in five minutes. Quickly he turned it off and lay back down, snuggling into your back.
He needed some reassurance that
:.PrussiaxReader: You're Cute When You Blush.:Labor Day. Also known as the official last day for a summer blowout before it was time to return back to school or work. You had wanted to spend that last day by the seashore, by yourself, with no one around to bug you. It seems all summer, you were bugged to death by your childhood friend, Gilbert Beilschmidt. He had pestered you 24/7 to go out with him and his "posse" to anywhere from a bar to a strip club. You weren't one to drink or look at half naked women flaunt their bodies in front of perverted men, so you declined to all of his invites. All you did during the summer was hang out with your best friend, Elizabeta.:.PrussiaxReader: You're Cute When You Blush.:3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You walked down the shoreline, staring out at the magnificent blue seas that rippled with waves. The salty air blew through your (h/l)(h/c), draping behind your shoulders. A smile was dancing on your plump pink lips. You had never felt this relax before in your life. You tried to relax and ease your mind, but Gilbert would constantly blow your phone up with incoming ca
Prussia x Reader. Babysitter -part 5 You were breathless, the wind kicked right out of you by just one word. You wanted to melt into a puddle of nothing and crawl under the bed and hide there for an eternity, only to be found a million years later by the robots that rule the world then, and then they'll put you in a museum and you will live out the rest of your existence as a fossil.Prussia x Reader. Babysitter -part 53 years ago in Humor More Like This
It was the master plan.
"Awesome?" You asked, one side of your brain trying to figure out how to melt, the other side trying to figure out if Gilbert was still drunk. "You think this is awesome? I'm now married to you!! I'm..." you could barely choke out the words, "...Mrs. Beilschmidt..." A shiver of disgust ran down your spine. It wasn't that you thought Gil was ugly, far from it, you just thought he was annoying and unsuitable to be an adult.
Gilbert then did something that made you want to faint and die right then and there, h
Before I Forget: Prussia x ReaderBefore I ForgetBefore I Forget: Prussia x Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Prussia x Reader
As I sat at my desk, I found myself wanting to write a small journal entry. A journal entry about a certain event that happened to me during my summer a few years back. As I was typing, my mind drifted to a young man whom I met during my summer...
I can still remember the day when I first met him. He was a very strong and confident person; arrogant even. Yet despite all that, he was a very good person. Sure he might be a little too straightforward for my taste but he really is a kind person. He is the type of person that when you meet him, you can't help but remember him. Anyway, when I first met him it was a warm summer day. It was my summer holidays and I decided to spend my holiday in Berlin, Germany.
....A Few Years Earlier....
I walked through the bustling of the Berlin airport, my luggage trailing behind me. I carefully stopped to one side and pulled out my journal. As a journalist, I usually had to travel to c
Prussia x Reader. While You Sleep. Gilbert ran his index finger down your soft, bare back. It seemed to have no imperfections that he could see with the naked eye. Smiling softly to himself, he once again trailed your spine to your neck. You let out a soft sigh in your sleep and started to shift.Prussia x Reader. While You Sleep.3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He pulled his hand back as you turned over to face him, still asleep as you snuggled against his chest comfortably. So this is how we always end up in this position, the Prussian thought to himself with a smirk.
Gilbert carefully turned onto his back, moving you slightly so that you were laying your head on his chest while he wrapped one arm around your slim waist. This must be what heaven feels like, he mused mentally, too bad I'm going to hell.
The ceiling of the tan colored tent blocked out the winking stars in the sky, but through the thin material, he could barely make out the sliver of the white moon against a black velvet s