GermanyxReader Birthday Girl
"Please Luddy!" You pouted up at the tall German. He scowled, crossing his arms.
"I don't know ____. I really don't like people in zere." His cheeks turned pink.
You stared at him.
He stared back.
"Jesus Luddy. It's not like it's your porn closet. It's just your kitchen." You huffed, rolling your eyes.
His face flushed red. "I don't have a....... FINE." He moved so you could walk past him. You smirked, waltzing into his kitchen.
You had come to Ludwig's mainly because he had the best equipped kitchen you had ever seen. And you liked to have everything at your finger tips when baking a cake.
Who was the cake for?
You of course. It was your birthday.
"Oh, um Happy Birzday ______." Ludwig held out a tiny package. "Feliciano und I got zis for you."
You hugged the big man, smiling. "Thanks Luddy, you really didn't have to do that!"
He blushed, mumbled something, then left the room. You opened the p
RomanoxReader Birthday GirlRomanoxReaderRomanoxReader Birthday Girl2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You stared at the strawberry cake in front of you and sighed. The candles flickered, waiting to be blown out. If you didn't blow them out soon, wax was going to drip onto the strawberry icing.
What was the point of celebrating this day anyway? Woo. One year older. You scowled at the pessimistic thoughts, and turned your attention back to the cake.
What to wish for? In fact, did you really need to wish for something before blowing out the candles?
You tapped a finger against the table top, glaring at the candles.
You decided to make the silliest and most improbable wish.
"I wish, that Romano from Hetalia, was real......or something." You frowned, not really sure how to frame the request.
Shrugging, you leaned forward and blew out the candles.
Nothing happened. Not that you were expecting something to happen.
A part of you hated spending another birthday alone.
AmericaxReader Birthday Girl Lemon cakeAmericaxReaderAmericaxReader Birthday Girl Lemon cake2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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 pockets and slouching further into the couch cushions.
"D'awwww. What did you eat today?" Resting your head on his shoulder, you patted his abdomen lightly. He flinched slightly, then gave you a shaky smile.
"Food." Your frown deepened. Normally he gave you a complete list of everything, it was a wonder he could remember everything.
Your eyes narrowed. Alf
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Something was tapping your forehead. Frowning you waved a hand, trying to brush it away. It stopped for a moment, then continued.
"Come on lass. I'm not lettin' ya' sleep yer birthday away."
A familiar voice rumbled. You blinked sleepily at the man next to you. His red hair was tousled, sticking up all over the place. Faint stubble covered his jaw.
"So what do ye' want for yer birthday?" He grinned, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively at you.
"That's what you would want. Besides Peter is in the next room." You pointed out.
He rolled his eyes, "Ah should get Arthur ta' babysit him tonight."
You frowned, shaking your head.
"Nope. I want to spend my Birthday with my son and Husband." You paused, reaching out to twirl a fiery lock of his hair around your finger.
"And I want a carrot cake."
He arched an eyebrow, "Ye' do realize yer talkin' to a man whose brother sets fire to cereal."
You nodded, grinning.
The sound of someone r
GermanyxReaderGermanyxreaderGermanyxReader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Felixs was going off again about that neighbor of his. You pretended to listen as you read a WWII history book.
"I mean, like, the guy is a total A-hole! He makes ,like, fun of me and is like a total loser!"
"Uh-huh." You flipped a page.
"And his friends are like, freakin' weirdos!"
"Really?" You had a strong feeling that you had already read this book.
"And......." He trailed off. "Heeeeello? ________? Are you, Like, listening?"
Looking up you nodded, "Um yeah. Something about your weirdo friends?" Felixs rolled his eyes. "Please listen next time. Besides you're like, my only weirdo friend.... Unless you count Ludwig."
You arched an eyebrow. "Ludwig is not a weirdo. He just a bit anti-social."
Rolling his eyes, he took a sip of ice-tea. "I swear, the both of you have probably read like, every single War book ever written."
Looking down at your book, you shrugged, "I'm a history nerd, it
2P EnglandxReader Birthday girl2P EnglandxReader Birthday girl2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Are you sure you want to do this ______?" your best friend Arthur tugged on the hood of his cloak.
"I want an explanation Arthur." You tightened your grip on the plastic container in your hands.
"He's dangerous love."
"I know." You stepped forward, towards the swirling portal. Arthur grimaced. Rolling your eyes, you stepped through the swirling edges of the portal.
For a few moments everything was black. Everything soon came into focus.
You looked around the familiar basement. Well not quite. England's pentagram and rune markings wear no longer there. Just boxes of what looked like rusted cup cake pans.
You made your way through the boxes, staring warily at the stairs. When you reached them you pursed your lips.
The only sound in the house so far had been your footsteps. That really set you on edge.
Quickly running up the stairs you looked around. Still no signs of life.
Ugh. You made a face at
2P-GermanyxReader- Extended ending2P-GermanyxReader2P-GermanyxReader- Extended ending2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Two years had passed since you had married Lutz. The first month you had to get used to people calling you "Mrs.Beilschmidt"
The second month you had been married, you and Lutz legally adopted Felix.
"LIKE!!!! OMG!!!!" Felix slammed the door to your apartment behind him as he ran in. The Polish boy had taken to the new slang of this age surprisingly well.
"Can, like Toris come over?" The blonde nine year-old chirped. He tossed his pink backpack onto the couch.
"Sure. Just don't bother Lutz when he comes home."
You wanted the German to be in a good mood today. You had something VERY important to tell him.
You watched as Felix through open the door and dragged a rather worried looking Toris in.
"If I don't do my homework, my father will kill me!" He waved as Felix dragged him past you.
"Screw dat guy. You don't mess vith Felix Łukasiewicz friends."
You smiled slight
GermanyxShy!Reader~RequestA light cloud of white smoke rose from your lips as the house in front of you lit up. Yes, you had arrived early to help Prussia plan his 'awesome-christmas-party'. He just flipped on the switch, to reveal a stream of light flood around the house. Blue, red, white, green, and even some gold lights flashed.GermanyxShy!Reader~Request2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"What do you z'ink ________?" your albino friend asked, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and smiling. You slowly pulled his hand off you-feeling shy at his touch-and just stood amazing again.
"It's lovely Gilbert." you replied. "Whose coming?"
"Everyone!" the red eyed man explained, making you jump a little.
Your uncontrolable flinches and shyness was just part of you. However, Gilbert seemed to have noticed this.
"Don't be nervous ________!" he laughed, giving you a pat on the back. "There's plently of people that will talk to you!"
"Like who..." you mumbled under your breath, as your happy friend lead you into his house to prepare meals and inside decorations.
Peeling potatoes (GermanyXReader)You bit your lip, frantically scrabbling with the small knife. You’d been assigned to prepare the potatoes for the next day, but by the looks of it you were going to have to stay the night to finish peeling your assigned batch.Peeling potatoes (GermanyXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sighing in despair, you whimpered as you narrowly avoided slicing off one of your own fingers. Your hands were sticking and slippery due to the spilled potato juice and you were feeling frustrated. You’d only just started working at this restaurant and you wanted to leave a good impression, but so far, no good.
“Right, we’re closing up.” The boss clapped his hands, telling everyone to leave. He noticed you depressedly cutting the potatoes and came over to your counter. “Not ready yet? Hey, you need to peel these properly!” He picked up one of the peels and held it accusingly in front of your tired (e/c) eyes.
“You’re cutting off too much! Ugh!” He sighed, shaking his head. “Beilschmidt!” You
GermanyxReaderSquirrelGermanyxReaderGermanyxReaderSquirrel2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You giggled evilly as you wrote down the last word. This was going to be too much fun. An
Ludwig was such a perfect target. You would have preferred to try this on Gilbert, seeing as he probably would get pissy, but he was out drinking. So, Ludwig it was.
You ran along the silent hallways of his house, giggling madly. Racing up the stairs, you burst into his office. Staring at him, you felt another wave of giggles stirring in your stomach.
The blonde German looked up from his paper work, a scowl forming on his face. You gaze him a dazzling smile and held out the paper.
"Hey Luddy! I was wondering if you could say these for me?"
He took the paper cautiously, and studied it. His eyes narrowed behind his glasses as he got farther down the list. He looked up and pursed his lips.
"I'm not saying zese, ______." He gave you back the paper and you sighed. "Why not?"
"I can't pronounce some of zose."
Sick day (GermanyXSick Reader)"Liebling. Wake up, Liebling." You heard Ludwig mutter and you groaned, your head feeling like it was split in two. "Are you okay?" He mumbled, stroking some hair from your forehead. Whimpering slightly, you felt him pull you up into his arms, cradling you against his chest. "I think I'll be okay." You rasped, needing to get to work.Sick day (GermanyXSick Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You had an important presentation that day and you couldn't miss it. You felt terrible though. Ludwig grimaced, knowing about your predicament. “Give me a shout if you need me.” He told you and after kissing your forehead he went to make breakfast for you both.
You swung your legs over the side of your bed, stumbling to your feet. You really didn’t feel good, but being the good employee you were you dressed yourself.
The moment you walked down the stairs however you quickly realised you were getting hot. Way too hot.
Ludwig watched as you managed to get into your chair before you fell and bit his lip. “I can always call them.”
2P-GermanyxReader part 22P- GermanyxReader2P-GermanyxReader part 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A year had past since you had been sent into the past. A year living with Lutz. A man you had come to love (despite his perverted personality).
"Kätzchen." He whined from the couch, "Get me a beer! Ze talk show is about to come on!!"
He was fiddling with the large radio that sat next to the couch.
The talk show. A.K.A Propaganda crap. You didn't know how he was able to listen to that crap. Luckily for you, you didn't understand half the stuff the commentator guy said.
"You already had two." You didn't bother getting up from your spot on the small chair.
"Kätzchen!!!!" He whined again, glaring at you. You glared back. You hated when his breath smelled of beer. It was almost as bad as when he ate wurst.
He grumbled something ,running a hand through his perfectly slicked back hair. The show came on. You blocked out the sound of the guy's whiny voice.
"It's been over a year since ve met." Lu
We'll always Be Connected (GermanyXReader)We'll always Be Connected (GermanyXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Vhat is zis?" Ludwig asked as you handed him a steaming cup of mañzania, you grin and say down next to him. Slowly he covered you with the thick dark green blanket he had brought with him, so you snuggled into his side. It was so cold that you saw little clouds made from your breath. You took a sip from your cup before answering.
"Mañzania. Its a herbal tea my mama makes whenever I'm sick." You answered and smiled up at him," It can be drunk with milk or just the basic water. To sweeten the bitter taste you can add sugar milk or honey. I like to use honey with no milk." You answered and smiled fondly at the thought of your mother.
Ludwig took a small sip and savored the taste, "It's good." He said taking another sip, you smiled and took a quick sip of the hot drink.
"I figured you'd like it. I put two small dots of honey so it isn't too sweet." You sa
PrussiaxReader Drabble oneshotPrussiaxReaderPrussiaxReader Drabble oneshot2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A heavy weight was crushing your chest. You tried to shift out of the way, knowing without opening your eyes what it was.
"Get off Gilbert."
"Nien." He mumbled, tightening his hold on your waist.
You propped yourself up on your elbows, frowning down at the man.
His face was pressed in between your breasts, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist.
He did this every night. Sneaking into your bed, leaving you to wake up extremely pissed.
Gilbert had been doing this for two years now.
You could lock your door, set up booby traps and even a burglar alarm. The Prussian managed to get past all of them without waking you up.
"What will your girlfriend think Gilbert?"
He scowled, nuzzling his face against your chest. You blushed, trying to hide it with an angry glare.
Okay. Maybe you liked waking up with him at your side. Maybe you forgot to lock your door every now and then.
You liked Gilbert, more tha
A cake for my savoir (GermanyXReader)Ludwig bit his lip, his blue eyes narrowed at the sight before him. You and Gilbert were on the couch together, looking as though you were plotting something. The two of you were sitting so close to each other that you were practically in Gilbert’s lap.A cake for my savoir (GermanyXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
A vein throbbed on his forehead as he analysed everything you did. You were laughing for one, the albino’s arm slung casually over your shoulders. Ludwig clasped his fist so hard that he felt his fingernails being marked on his palm.
“C’mon tell!” You said cheerfully, ruffling his hair. “No touchey!” Gilbert joked back, drawing back from you so his hairdo was a safe distance away from your grabbing hands. “Oh hey West.” You blushed and disentangled yourself from the Prussian, making him whine.
Your crush stood in the doorway, gripping the doorknob tensely. “Do that sort of thing in your own room.” He sneered at his brother, striding past the two of you into the kitchen. H
FrancexReader oneshotFrancexReaderFrancexReader oneshot2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Beautiful man and Socially Awkward
You hated parties with a passion. Mainly because you spent them in a corner, while HE laughed, the center of attention.
Gilbert was constantly partying.
You wouldn't even come to these parties if he hadn't asked you. He always asked you to come, even if sometimes he ended up leaving with a different girl.
You sighed, holding the water bottle closer to your chest. You weren't stupid enough to drink from the punch bowl, especially not when Gilbert had been the one to make it.
Someone shoved past you, making you spill some water down the front of your shirt.
How cliche. You though dryly, not bothering to try to trying wipe the liquid off. Your t-shirt was black, so it wouldn't really show. Gilbert was making out with some random girl on the couch. You felt your lips turn down in a slight frown.
"Excuse me." An accent sounded to the right. You looked up and blushed. A tallish man with long w
LtHL GermanyxReaderYou slowly sat up and realized that everyone had gone silent at your movement. Hesitantly, you opened your eyes and looked around.LtHL GermanyxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Well great. You were in the middle of a World Meeting.
And just like that, the silence was broken as a large majority of the nations began shouting back and forth about you and how you got there.
"AHAHAHAHA, DUDE!! She totally fell out of the ceiling!!"
"You bloody idiot, she didn't fall from the ceiling! Didn't you see the portal that opened up?!"
"Ohohoho, silly England. No one uses such outdated terms. It was a gateway to my love~."
You weren't sure whether to laugh because of how they ridiculous they were, or cry because nothing was going to be done about your predicament. A very audible gasp was heard from Italy as he bounded over to you to grasp your hands with Germany trailing behind him.
"Bella! Since you just came here, you probably don't ha
SwedenxReaderxFinlandSwedenxReaderxFinlandSwedenxReaderxFinland2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was a plushie of Hanatamago. You stared down at it, a goofy grin on your face. It was too cute!!! Strange that someone would send this to you, almost like they knew that Sweden and Finland were your favorite characters.
It looked exactly like Hanatamago did in the anime, a white puffball with glittering black eyes.
But it was strangely warm, like it was alive.
Geez, talk about having a Stephen King imagination. Next thing you be thinking is that it would come alive at night and eat you.
You tossed it onto the bed, wanting to look through the packaging for a note.
You tried to toss it onto the bed. But it wouldn't budge, because it was stuck on your hand.
You shook your hand furiously, trying to dislodge the toy.
It was growing up your arm. The small toy swelled, engulfing your entire right arm up to the shoulder.
Well shit, you couldn't cut your arm off (And didn't want to) So now
Germany x Reader- The InternetGermany x Reader- The Internet2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey, Germany." You cracked a smile, peering over at the blond german and away from the bright, blinding computer screen you had been staring at for so long.
Italy and you had been scouring the internet for hours, looking for nothing in particular. Just a few moments ago the two of you had found something called 'babynames.com'. It had caught your intrest, so you clicked on it to see what it was about. Just like the name implied, it was a websight with nothing but baby names. At the top of the screen you could look up any name you wanted and see what it stould for, and what gender the name was supposed to belong to. At the bottom, you could look up names under French, Japanese, Indian, Spanish, and so on. The moment you spotted names you could look up in German, a wide, evil smile spread across your face.
"Ja?" Germany asked, looking up from the newspaper he had been so interested in.
"Germany, Devi vedere questo~!" Italy laughed, pointing at the screen.
The german let out a heavy sigh
EnglandxReaderEnglandxReaderEnglandxReader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You were the top student in your school, the best at everything.
Everything except math.
You hated the subject with a passion. Not only did you think it was frustratingly tedious, you also had a hard time understanding certain formulas.
You only hated one thing more than math, and that was a very pompous person.
He was always making fun of how you failed miserably in math. Sadly, the rest of the student body felt he had the right to taunt you, seeing as he had the best math grades.
"Just iknore him ______." Your best friend Natalia rolled her eyes. "Se guy is a total jack-ass."
You shrugged, glaring at your math text book.
"Yeah.......Don't.....pay... attention.....to him." Heracles mumbled, his head resting on a textbook.
You pursed your lips, "He's the only thing I hate more then math."
Natalia let out a sharp laugh, "Vow, sat's saying a lot. Sucks to be him." She twirled a lock of her ash blonde hair a
Poker Face (GermanyXReader) (General P.O.V)Poker Face (GermanyXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Ludwig stood at attention, his stern cold eyes looked straight ahead, his spine snapped to it's absolute straightest. He dared not to breath too hard, that would bring attention to himself, and with his Major around he didn't want that. He had even woken up two hours before call to get dress and make sure everything was right from his hat placed correctly to the amount of shoe shine he had placed on his boots. His Major was a strict girl with beauty that seemed to tease Ludwig. Her (e/c) eyes always seemed to mock him, her lips always pressed into a line as if to say he was a disappointment and worst of all her (h/c) braided hair always reminded him of something he couldn't have. Ludwig was in a program to prepare young people for war, the ages where from fifteen to eighteen. Ludwig was here for his last year, in August he'd be shipped off to the real army, to real war.
Truth be told
2P!GermanyxReader2P!GermanyxReader2P!GermanyxReader1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You slammed your fists against the door, pounding the chipped wood. Tears dribbled down your cheeks and your breath came in short hic-upping gasps. You barely registered the little stabs of pain in your hands from the splinters jabbing at your skin.
Moving one hand off the door, you slammed it palm first onto the doorbell. Your heart raced, slamming against your ribs in an erratic pace. After a few moments, you moved both hands to the door knob and attempted to jerk the door open.
The tears streaming down your face dripped off your cheeks, splattering onto your shirt. Roughly swiping at your eyes, you kicked at the splintering door a frustrated sob bursting from your lips.
Reaching back with one leg you kicked again, hands rubbing your eyes.
Your foot did not connect with the door. Instead you felt something softer give way slightly.
"VAT ZE HELL?!"
You stumbled backwards, eyes wide with surprise.
Germany x Reader - Pocky - ONE SHOT REQUESTWARNING: Lots of mushy kissy stuff. Just saiyan.Germany x Reader - Pocky - ONE SHOT REQUEST2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Italy, stop screwing around and run the mile I told you to run an hour ago!" your boyfriend, the personified version of the counrty Germany, shouted at the small Italian. You sat next to the Asian country, Japan, watching Germany train. It was quite a nice view if you had to say so yourself.
Italy began to protest when the German went off on him. Italy nearly jumped out of his skin and ran for the hills. You smiled as Germany walked towards you with that adorable smile he rarely ever wore. He crouched in front of you, "You didn't have to come with me, you know."
"I wanted to." you smiled. Blush crept onto your face. "I like being around you."
And with that, Japan got up and left. Germany sat cross legged in front of you now, "Vell, ve have some time before Italy comes back."
"And I've packed lunch for us!" your smile widened as you opened the picnic basket.
Werewolf!2P!GermanyxReaderWerewolf!2P!GermanyxReaderWerewolf!2P!GermanyxReader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
What would you do if your were trapped, face to face with a maniacal wolf?
Most people would scream, others would freeze up. It was really good you weren't most people. The moment the wolf had entered the clearing, it's teeth bared and hackles raised, your survival skills had leapt into over drive.
You had run to the nearest tree and climbed up it, moving like a monkey. The dark auburn wolf howled and snarled, trying in vain to climb after you. You stared down at it, trying not to pass out from fright.
Your heart pounded against your ribs, beating at an erratic pace. You locked eyes with the creature and shuddered. It had magenta eyes. You had heard of wolves with icy blue eyes or beautiful violet eyes, but never magenta.
Saliva flew from it's jaws at it snarled a frenzy, scratching and biting the tree. You shuddered each time the wonderful oak was jolted.
'If I live through this, I'll never use anything m
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"Ugh," groaned Gilbert as he downed the rest of his drink. "I'm so bored!"
"Well, this is your party, mon ami," chided his best friend Francis. "We should do something entertaining."
"Oh! I know!" said Gilbert's other best friend, Antonio. "Let's play Hide-and-Seek!"
"Good idea!" Gilbert climbed onto a tabletop. "Everybody! I've got a cure for all of your boredom! We'll play Hide-and-Seek!"
_____, hearing her friend's announcement, put down her drink and smiled. "That sounds like fun!"
"Seriously?" said her boyfriend, Ludwig, with a raised eyebrow. "Games are for kleine Kinder."
"C'mon, Luddy!" _____ took his hand, making him blush. "We all need to take time to play. Loosen up!"
Ludwig sighed. He could never say no to her. "Alright, schatz. I'll play one game."
_____ pumped her fist in the air. "Yes! Hey, Gil! Luddy and I'll play!"
"Awesome! Alright, peeps! You go hide! Toni, Francis, and I'll be it! Go!" And with that, the Bad Touch Trio turned around, covered their eyes