.:Let It Snow:. Germany x ReaderGreat.
My parents actually decided on what they thought was the best decision they ever made, next to being married to one another. They so happily thought it would be nice to travel out of our dull little town and into one with more liveliness. Aside from the many friends I had to leave, I surprisingly couldn’t agree more with it…that is, if it wasn’t below freezing at the time.
We just so happened to plan our move in mid-December, where you can easily freeze almost every part of your body if you weren’t well protected. What was even better was having to live closer up north. It even started to snow right when we unloaded the boxes from the moving truck. It was a good thing we didn’t have as much furniture and only a few boxes to carry; otherwise we would have been up to our knees in the white stuff in close to an hour!
Although the weather was pretty intense, the usual calm snowfalls seemed to put my mind at ease. The warmness
Germany X Reader: Show meIt was today. That horrible day when all the dead walked, the sick, dark, and disgusting came out in droves.Germany X Reader: Show me11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
You grimaced. It was like a horror movie. Lockers held the weirdest crap, especially over the course of a year. That went double for you. You didn't even stop to think, you just threw random items in the locker when you stopped for books.
You sighed, (e/c) eyes staring sadly at the closed door of your locker. Waldo could've been in there for all you knew.
"Hey (y/n)," your German classmate Ludwig said. "Vhy are you just standing zere?"
You looked at his locker in despair. All of Ludwig's books were stacked neatly in order, his locker was meticulously clean. There wasn't a page out of place. Everyone knew that Ludwig was neat to the point of obsession due to his military upbringing. His locker proved that.
Being the smart boy that he is, Ludwig figured out your dilemma fairly quickly.
"Oh come on (y/n)! It can't be zat bad."
You opened your locker s
GermanyXReader: StomachacheNote: __________ is your territory name, not your human oneGermanyXReader: Stomachache9 months ago in Romance More Like This
You groaned as you awkwardly shuffled back to your bedside, clutching your stomach almost desperately. Standing and staring, you knew better than to lie down. But when your stomach seemed to stay still, you took the risk and slowly descended onto your bed. No sooner had you done that, however, your abdomen seemed to roar to life, and you suddenly had the urge to relieve yourself…again. Even though you had just returned from the bathroom in the first place. Oh, the joys of bowel movement.
Rising reluctantly yet hurriedly, your stomach roiled with dangerous protest at the movement. Quickly you fast walked back into the bathroom, your brisk steps only making your tender area bounce and become even more sore. Gritting your teeth, you finally plopped back down on the toilet for the fourth time in just a half hour.
“Last time I ever eat cake,” you vowed to yourself
Nightmares [Hetalia: Germany x Reader]A cold, unforgiving sky kept scattering white ashes over the landscape. The smell of cigarette smoke and burning flesh mingled with one another, as small embers sparked in sporadic fashion in messy camps around you. You were frozen to the spot, your feet not obeying your orders no matter how much you wanted them to break into a run, away from the land. Shards of green were implemented into your feet, bleeding red onto the ground.Nightmares [Hetalia: Germany x Reader]11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Away from your nightmares, away from your dreams—you wanted to get away so badly. And yet, it was another one of those dreams where you found yourself incapable of controlling your own movements. Your dreams hurt. The landscape was flat, barren.
Another painful reminder: flat, barren, grey, dead. One more reminder: broken liquor bottles, the stained green glass littered all over the ground like shining confetti. A party broken apart, a few people terminated. It didn’t matter anyways. Their families didn’t wait for them to catch up, to run awa
Germany x Reader - Backseat Serenade Songfic You stumbled out of the bar, vision blurred and mind frenzied from the alcohol. The bar owner glared at you as he slammed the door on your face, "And stay out!"Germany x Reader - Backseat Serenade Songfic1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You faceplanted into the door as your fist made contact with the wood. Damn, that was the third bar that night that you've been kicked out of. Well, it's not YOUR fault so many people piss you off when you drink. They just seem ten times more agrivating in your eyes. Sinking to the steps, you reached into your pocket and dialed a certain blonde haired German's number. You did need a ride hime after all. And someone that would deal with your drunkness. Ludwig, or Germany, was just the person! Another reason you wanted him specifically to come get you is you might of had a teensy, tiny crush on him. Actually, it was more like a gigantic crush.
Find a place for me again
You felt it once before
I know you did
I could see it
The phone rang exactly three times before you heard a familiar, "G
Biscotti (GermanyxReader) "I'm using your kitchen, Ludwig!" You call to the blond German as you take out a bag of flour.Biscotti (GermanyxReader)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Vat are you doing zis time, __________?" He asks, coming up behind you.
"Making Christmas cookies, duh! Biscotti, to be exact."
"Isn't zat Feliciano's zing?"
"Yeah, but he taught me how to make them. Besides, he's in Italy, remember?" You say, turning to face him.
"Ja, but vy do you have to make zem?" He questions, pecking you cheek.
"Because I like them. And you know you do, too, Luddy."
"Vould you stop calling me zat? Anyvay, go ahead. Just don't make a mess." He says sternly, crossing his arms for emphasis, his steel blue eyes flashing.
"Will do, Lud!" You say, getting to work.
Germany x Reader - Sky-huedGermany x Reader - Sky-hued1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"Luddy, Luddy! Look what I made for you!"
Your younger form clambered over to the blonde German, a makeshift flower necklace held in your hands.
It had been your personal goal to, at least some point in your life, find a flower that matched your German friend's sky-hued orbs. Of course, you hadn't told him of this goal; you tried your best to keep it a secret, so it'd be a surprise once you finally did find the right flower and gave it to him.
Okay, maybe it wouldn't be much of a surprise when a friend shows up and gives you a makeshift flower necklace, saying that it matches your eyes... but you hadn't really thought it through during your young stage in life. You liked flowers, anyways, so why not?
"Vhat is it, _____?"
"Wait! Don't move, Luddy!"
Holding the necklace next to Ludwig's face, which was full of confusion, a pout crossed your face. "Darn it! The blue tulips are too dark!"
"Vhat are you trying to do, _____? Do you need any
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~Request1 year 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.
Till I Hear You Sing (GermanyXReader)"Come on..." The blond mutters to himself, scribbling in frustration on what seemed to be the umpteenth blank music sheet that night. He grips the loose strands of hair that fell over his porcelain blue eyes, trying to sum up some sort of motivation or melody into his mind, but it seemed as though there was a wall built up around his brain, not letting any tune into it. The only thing that could get him out of this funk was... "(Name)..."Till I Hear You Sing (GermanyXReader)10 months ago in Romance More Like This
Being a composer, Ludwig Beilshmidt only appreciated great, classical music, with feeling and emotions locked away into them, flowing out like golden rivers and cascading into people's ears and flooding their minds with their gorgeous melodies and rhythms. He leaned back into the swivel chair he was seated on at his desk, with his lamp on, the bright light nearly hurting his eyes from the being the only source of light in his dark office/bedroom. He crumbles up that pathetic excuse for music and tossed it into the trashcan placed next to his bed,
GermanyxReader~~~~~~~~~~GermanyxReader11 months ago in Romance More Like This
"_________, you do know that I can help right?"
You heard this question almost everyday and still you haven't gotten tired of it.These few words were always uttered by Ludwig. A very tall man, with blonde hair, and handsome blue eyes. He was your neighbor who lived a few doors down. You moved to this little townhouse area a few years ago since it was fairly close to your college. You honestly had no idea what you planned on doing so you just took the general classes that one would need in their boring everyday life.
You proudly made many friends that also lived in the area.Unfortunatly there were a few people who you just didn't get along with.
Your friends consisted of:
The italian brothers
those 5 were people you talked too the most but that doesn't mean that you didn't get along with everyone. You are very nice and are always prepared to give your neighbor a cup sugar if not any pasta boxes you have lying around.
There were only three people yo
The Bet Germany's EndingLudwig was always punctual and on time when it came to most things and school was one of them. He usually was the first person in his first period but when he walked in this morning he saw (name) sitting there she was alone in the room for who knows how long. She was drawing in her sketch book, Ludwig had always wondered about that what did she draw in the book and why did people make fun of her for it?The Bet Germany's Ending11 months ago in Romance More Like This
He didn't go on about it he just went to his desk and sat down he pulled out a book and began reading. They sat together in silence, he was into his book and she was into her drawing, he looked up at the clock and saw that they were pretty early, people wouldn't be arriving for at least ten minutes or so, he turned around and glance at (name) she had some head phones and was bobbing her head to the music.
He turned his attention back to his book, more silence that is until (name) started singing to herself.
"Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do," Ludwig recognized the song and sung softly
GermanyxReader- A cake for my German manYou were at your place, sitting in your living room. You just came back from another hard training with your Axis comrades. You were a strong girl, yet the Germans training always made you want to lay on the couch without moving for hours. You were looking at the TV, randomly going through the programs. You weren't paying much attention to it, you were that tired. Even if Germany's training was hard and tiring, you still respected the guy, even more-you've grown feeling for him.GermanyxReader- A cake for my German man1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"He deserves some sort of gift, something that will show him I respect him and like him at the same time, Ludwig doesn't put up that easily."-you though to yourself, looking at the TV.
"What if I cook something for him, all men enjoy food…and to make it sweeter I'll bake some sweets..or a cake!"- that thought went through your mind suddenly. It sounded so good, even though you weren't such a good cook. You'll just ask your friend, Feliciano. You were close with him..he wasn't hitting on you or enthralling you l
You Don't Have to Ask Germany X ReaderYou Don't Have to Ask Germany X Reader10 months ago in Romance More Like This
You and Germany had spent all day out in town, doing random things together. It would have been a lovely day had it not been for the sudden downpour that started. Well that, and the fact that Germany's overall attitude was extremely awkward and suspicious. The two of you were now in his car, completely drenched. “Well, that was fun. I needed another shower today anyway.” You smiled wide at Germany.”
“Yeah. Sorry about that. The weather didn't call for any rain today.” Germany fiddled around with his keys until finally getting them in the ignition. Now the car wouldn't start. He sighed. “It's just one thing after another. Stay in here, a don't want you any more wet.” Germany got out of the car, opened up the hood and started looking around. A few minutes later he got back in, looking like a wet puppy. “I think I fixed it.” He did, the car started without a problem.
“Yay. Go German engineering.&
We'll always Be Connected (GermanyXReader)We'll always Be Connected (GermanyXReader)11 months 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
GermanyxReader BleigiessenGermanyxReaderGermanyxReader Bleigiessen1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Traditions. Almost every family and country has their own unique habits that help to make holiday festivities special. Germany is no exception, especially on New Year's Eve. All around the country, families gather around their tables to see what sort of fortune they will have in the New Year. A small piece of lead is to be melted on a teaspoon and then poured into cold water to form a new shape with each shape representing a different outcome for the year. Every New Years Eve, you would get together with your boyfriend Ludwig and his brother Gilbert to see what fortune awaited you.
"Gil be careful!" You exclaimed as Gilbert nearly spilled his molten lead onto the floor.
"Relax, ________________! I'm too awesome to mess this up." Gilbert assured you.
"Right, is that why you burned the carpet last year?" Ludwig asked.
"Nien!" Gilbert shouted, this time actually spilling the contents of the spoon onto the floor. "Look what you made me do!"
"You did it yourself."
Best. - Germany x Reader.October 3rd.Best. - Germany x Reader.11 months ago in Romance More Like This
It was the German's birthday today. His messy, unfixed hair was juxtaposing the fact that he was completely ready for his birthday.
You felt his blue eyes look into your (e/c) as he sat up on the bed.
And what's worse - it's raining beautifully outside. You thought that the rain was going to end quickly, but that wasn't so. It had been ongoing for the past six hours.
"Happy Birthday, Ludwig."
His smile was enough to tell that he was satisfied.
"Thank you." His blue eyes traced itself to the closed window, watching the pouring rain. "Guess we can only spend my birthday indoor."
"It's alright," you sighed. "We'll make it worthwhile." You pulled him downstairs into the kitchen. "We'll bake a cake together!"
"J-Ja. That's a good idea, (Name)!" You tossed Ludwig his blue apron as you put on your green one.
Ludwig was surely an expert at baking cake. In less than twenty minutes, he had whipped up the ingredients and was
GermanyxReader EARTHQUAKEEnjoyGermanyxReader EARTHQUAKE11 months ago in Romance More Like This
""I can remember days
Things weren't always this way
I used to make you smile
If only for a while
But now I can't get through
There's no way I can lose
I know some days are hard
But don't you make mine too""
You and Ludwig were dancing slowly to a wonderful romantic song. You wore the dress he always liked and twirled around in it as the fireplace added a nice backdrop.He smiled warmly and twirled around too. You laughed as he tried to copy your twirls.
"heh heh Did I do it right?"
"heh heh almost."
" Well I'm not wearing a dress. I just wouldn't look as pretty as you do while wearing it."
"Luddy you are so sweet."
"It is because I love you."
Ring Ring Rung. A soldier came from around the corner into the dining area and told Ludwig that his boss was on the phone. You watched as Ludwig picked up the phone.He spoke in his native language as usual and you went idle. You watched as his face went from smiling to serious.He placed the phone back on the rece
Poker Face (GermanyXReader) (General P.O.V)Poker Face (GermanyXReader)1 year 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
GermanyxReader puppy loveGermanyxReader puppy loveGermanyxReader puppy love1 year ago in Romance More Like This
The German scowled, his blue eyes glaring into the light brown ones of... A puppy. The puppy had white fur and a small brown spot on one eye and a large brown spot on his back. The dog was staring just as intently back at the German.
'You can win this. Come on you've got this. It's just a dog.' Ludwig thought as he stared at the puppy who was looking back at him with innocent eyes. "Please! Just sit!" Ludwig broke down as he screamed at the dog. It stared at him and scratched the back of its floppy ears and started to walk away. "Get back here!" Ludwig shouted as he went after it. "Why will all my other dogs listen, even when they were puppies, but you won't!?" He asked the dog as if he was expecting it to tell him.
"Because I don't wanna listen to you." Ludwig sighed and turned around.
"That's not funny (name)." He told the girl in front of him. she had (eye color) eyes that were beaming with delight and (hair length) (hair color) hair. She
It's Not Worth Your Life (GermanyXReader)It had just become too much for you to handle. It had been a mere three months since your whole family had been killed in a car crash. You had been arguing in the back seat with your brother, and when your father turned his gaze away from the road for a mere moment to reprimand you, the car blew a red light and was crushed by the massive semi truck that was passing through the intersection at that moment.It's Not Worth Your Life (GermanyXReader)11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
When you woke up three days later, arm in a cast and stitches in your forehead, the awful news was given to you in the kindest words possible, but it made no difference. Your family was dead. It was inconceivable at the time, your mother, your father, your little brother, all gone? Impossible!
But as the days went by, the truth slowly sank into your brain. They were gone, and it was all your fault. Days were spent in the hospital, slowly healing while watching the world go by around you from a window by your bed, wondering how those people could look so happy while you were oh so brok
The Race *GermanyxReader*No warning! Unless you hate running. There's plenty of that. And a really competitive reader.The Race *GermanyxReader*1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Around this school, you were famous for running. You practically ran every day, nonstop. You ran from the measly 100 meter dash to seven miles, sometimes, even more. It is practically your whole life. Even as a simple frosh(1), you managed to make varsity on every running sport available: cross country, indoor track, and track. To many future runners, you were becoming an idol. Maybe one day, you would even become a legend.
For now, the only thing standing in your path to victory, is him. The infuriating, stick-in-the-mud, strict, blonde German man, Ludwig Beilschmidt. He trained just as hard and as much as you do. At first, you thought he was just trying to be in shape and were actually quite friendly with him- the two of you exchanged training tips and sometimes ran together. You were mildly shocked that he could keep up, but it was actually nice to have someone to run wit
GermanyXReader: Down GirlYou were close friends with Germany, or rather Ludwig.GermanyXReader: Down Girl9 months ago in Romance More Like This
He was a tall and blond. His bright blue eyes were kind even though most people thought he was mean. You knew better though, Ludwig was a very sweet person.
He was a little too polite at sometimes. He tended to be very awkward around you.
He wasn’t the best with girls and didn’t know how to talk to you.
Since he was a stick in the mud you often teased him.
You smiled as you thought about him and wondered how you were going to mess with him today.
“Hey Ludwig!!!” You shouted as you knocked on his door.
He answered, “Good morning ____.”
You let yourself in and sat yourself down on his comfy, clean sofa.
“How are you?” He asked as he said a distance away from you on the sofa.
You laughed and scooted closer to him. He moved away till he ran out of room to move away. He sighed in defeat and you leaned on him. He tensed up at your touch.
He gently pushed you away, “Down girl.”
Camp. - Germany x Reader.You had joined camp with your ex- of a boyfriend who had registered for you without consent. You showed up nonetheless, with a beaming smile.Camp. - Germany x Reader.11 months ago in Romance More Like This
Your ex of a boyfriend was a German; tough, demanding and haughty. He always had something - just something for his country, like - a nationalistic pride. Whenever you talk about (your native country), he'd tinker your temper about how Germany was waaaaaaaaay better; and worst - in so many repetitive ways.
Tonight was going to be the parting night, where the whole camp would have to sit amongst each other, look at each other and talk about how this camp for them. For you? Nothing but a disaster and a mess, or a simple blow of your mind.
And being absolutely honest, this breaking of a business had already taken half of your mind off every other thing in the world that are way more important.
Packing was a rigorous business; especially packing alone when you had unpacked four days ago with a partner. You tossed in your clothes, le
APH: GermanyxReader: AlgebraGermanyxReader: AlgebraAPH: GermanyxReader: Algebra1 year ago in Romance More Like This
______ was sitting down in the library during study hall at school. The air smelled off old books and was full of dust, making it thick and a little hard to breathe, but ______ liked that about the old, medieval-looking library. Various other students sat around the library, going about their business. As she observed, she realized most of the people around her were kind of loud and distracting.
For instance, the large man with the scarf wouldn't stop making some weird noise that sounded a bit like the word 'kill' but with an 'o' sound instead, and he was scaring some of the people at his table. A boy with flowing gold hair was sexually harassing a boy with big eyebrows who had a patch of green in his punk-styled hair. Two boys who looked almost identical were sitting together, the one with the cowlick being overly loud and the one with the curl sitting quietly, listening as he read his book. Two oriental boys were watching as a wind-up robot shaped like a panda
I Can Fix You Chapter 2 GermanyxDepressed!ReaderHer eyes quickly found interest in the carpet of her living room floor; she couldn't bear to look into those stern, but loving blue eyes. Ludwig had been worried out of his mind and (F/N) could tell; his navy blue button up shirt was buttoned unevenly and wrinkled, his hair was out of its normally slicked back style, and he looked like he could use some sleep. Never before had she seen him that way, even that time his brother Gilbert was arrested for getting into a drunken fight; he had remained cool, calm and collected. Ludwig was the stable, dependable friend who you could always count on; as long as you could take getting yelled at. He had never broken down and become disorganized nor a mess, but this was different.I Can Fix You Chapter 2 GermanyxDepressed!Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"Look at me, please," He prompted and walked inside of (F/N's) home, without being invited inside. His eyes soaked up the mess of a woman she had become; he wished every day to make life better for her. Ludwig missed her smile, her life and most certainly the way her eye