Glasses [Prussia x Reader]“Gil, I’m home!” I called out to my boyfriend after a long day of work.
“What happened to ‘mein awesome boyfriend Gil’?” He yelled back. I tried not to laugh and sighed. Full of himself as always. But that’s why I loved the guy.
I stood in the hallway before heading into the living room.
“So how messy is the living room this time? Have any wild parties with Antonio and Francis?” I was referring to Gilbert’s best friends. Together, they were known as the Bad Touch Trio. For very good reasons.
“Very funny frau, but those two didn’t come over today. Yet.”
I casually strolled out into the living room. What I saw pretty much startled me. Gilbert Beilschmidt was reading a book. And not just any book. It was one of my romance novels….
“You’re reading?” I asked carefully.
“No, I’m just casually relaxing with this book here.” He replied sarcasticall
Let them have their moment (PrussiaXReader)A high-pitched squeal rent the air and you gasped, finally feeling freed of your burden you sagged back against the white cushions and tried to catch your breath. Gilbert was staring at the bundle of child that the doctor was weighing and checking, his hand tightly frozen around yours. “Congratulations, it’s a girl.”Let them have their moment (PrussiaXReader) in Romance More Like This
The albino stood up as if in a daze, reaching out for his new-born daughter. Cradling her in his arms, he gazed at her, his red eyes wide with wonder. He glanced at you as though he was seeking reassurance that this moment was real and not just a figment of his over-active imagination. Smiling tiredly at him, you held out your hand.
After gently giving your child to you, he sat down and just stared at the two of you. It was unlike him to be so quiet, so you rubbed your thumb over his hand. “Y’okay?” You croaked, your sore throat aching when you spoke instead of groaning for a change.
“J-ja.” He murmured back, his eyes still o
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) 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
Jaw-dropping news (PrussiaXPregnant Reader)Gilbert’s jaw just about hit the floor when you told him the big surprise. “Y-you’re not joking are you frau?” He asked, his red eyes wide. You glanced away from him, hoping his reaction could’ve been different.Jaw-dropping news (PrussiaXPregnant Reader) in Romance More Like This
“No, I’m not. Gil, we’re going to be parents.” You repeated, stroking his cheek as he continued to stare at you. As though the cogs in his brain had finally stopped whirring, a huge grin bloomed across his face. He crowed loudly and you jumped in shock.
“Don’t do that!” You told him, but he wasn’t listening as he was dancing around, kissing his fingers and throwing them up into the air.
“What are you doing?” You asked bemusedly, shaking your head at him. He grinned at you, wrapping his arms around you and swirling you around in circles with him. “I was thanking God for his awesomeness! But then again, you’re the awesome one here!” He leaned down to kiss you, squeezing you
'Veird' (PrussiaXReader) RQRain. It was raining again. Not that you complained really, apart from when you got caught in one of the storms and ended up soaked to the bone. To be honest, the erratic trickling of the water, the gliding tracks down your cold windowpanes, even the pounding roar of the wind; you enjoyed it all.'Veird' (PrussiaXReader) RQ in Romance More Like This
Especially if you were sitting inside beside the window that stretched from floor to ceiling, cuddled up in a worn, woolly blanket and cradling your favourite albeit chipped mug of steaming tea. You were enjoying it even more so, especially when you leaned your cheek against the chilled glass, relishing the difference in temperature.
“Vhat are you doink?” Your heart skipped a beat in surprise at the familiar voice. “Nothing much,” you replied, turning to see the man whose voice had startled you, “just enjoying the rain.” The albino let out a snort of disbelief, seating himself on the floor beside you crosslegged.
“You’re veird,” he commente
The scramble for the radiator (PrussiaXReader)You groaned, pressing yourself against the radiator. Why did it have to be so cold? Shivering, you sunk lower, pressing your back against the hot surface and closed your eyes.The scramble for the radiator (PrussiaXReader) in Romance More Like This
“Hey! Frau!” You heard and you growled under your breath. “Quit hogging the warmth!” Gilbert complained. You saw him frowning at you when you cracked one eye open. “No. It’s mine.” You retorted, lifting your arms up to place them around the radiator possessively.
He glared at you, sitting on his haunches next to you. “C’mon frau, sharing is caring.” You shook your head fervently and bared your teeth at him. “Hell no!” After sighing once, he smirked maliciously at you.
Narrowing your eyes at him, you shrunk back as he advanced, tickling your sides. “No! Stop! Please!” You managed to cry out, squirming under his grasp. You managed to kick him several times, but he merely coughed and carried on with his torture.
Revenge with a shower (SpainXReader)You squelched up to Antonio’s front door. Should I...? You thought numbly, your fist already raised. You barely had time to shake your head and turn away when suddenly the door swung open. Antonio frowned, worried as to why you were so soaked.Revenge with a shower (SpainXReader) in Romance More Like This
“Hi!” You said, trying to sound cheerful, but the hoarseness of your voice told him more than enough. “Come in, I’ll get you some towels.”
He left you dripping in his hallway for a moment, bending down to free your wet feet. “Thanks.” You murmured as Antonio wrapped several towels around you.
He took your hand and led you into his warm living where you sat gratefully on his sofa. “What happened?” He demanded, sitting down next to you and gazing at you with those concerned green eyes of his.
“You know my boyfriend had quite the reputation of a player right?” He nodded, not liking where this was going. You laughed hollowly, snuggling into the warmth of the towels.
Hasty (PrussiaXReader)The gentle wind ruffled some of your soft hair from your forehead. The book you'd been so engrossed in was resting on your stomach. The sunlight that filtered through the leaves created warm criss-cross patterns on your arms, that shifted every next moment.Hasty (PrussiaXReader) in Romance More Like This
Your breath was as even as the ticking of a watch, perfectly balanced as you snored away gently. The comfortableness of the afternoon had sneaked up on you and had covered you with a light blanket of peaceful sleep.
Cue the quiet-destroyer. Gilbert smirked as he hovered over your figure, his lips ghosting over yours. He pressed his lips fervently against yours, tracing yours with his tongue.
Still groggy from the doze, you blinked your eyes to see the Prussian kissing you. When he saw your (e/c) orbs glare at him he pulled back a bit, still pressing his frame close to yours.
"......Hey frau." Your eyes widened at his blasé greeting. "Get the hell off of me." You threatened, your expression dark.
He merely smirked and shook his head.
Kisses don't just heal (SpainXReader)You started, dumping the washing up in the sink when you heard a crash and a loud wail. “Toni?” You shouted through the bathroom door, worried about what your flatmate had gotten up to this time.Kisses don't just heal (SpainXReader) in Romance More Like This
“Chicaaaaaa!!!” He yelled over the splash of water and after finding the door was unlocked, you burst in. Antonio’s hand was bleeding badly and you immediately grasped his hand in yours. Wincing, he bit his lip as you examined his knuckles.
It wasn’t a pretty sight; it actually looked as though his skin had some holes in it. Doing your best not to gag, you pushed his hand back under the tap. “What the hell did you do?!” You cried as you flung useless item after useless item out of the cupboard.
He sniffed loudly, tears rolling over his cheeks. “I-I just, I don’t know, I was just so angry and-“
You glanced up to see him and caught sight of the state of the mirror. Several drips of blood were falling from the jagged shards of what
You don't need it (BTTXReader)“Gee (y/n), vhat’s taking you so long?”You don't need it (BTTXReader) in Romance More Like This
“Oui, we’ve been ‘ere for ‘ours already.”
“Amiga, we need to get going soon if we want to catch that movie.”
You groaned, scrubbing your face of the makeup once again. “I’m almost done!” You called from the bathroom, hearing a collective sigh from the three boys. “Ja, zhat’s vhat you said half an hour ago...” Gilbert muttered under his breath, rolling his neck to hear a satisfying crack when he’d managed to get the kink out.
Francis placed a magazine on his face, effectively shutting out the outside world as he started to gently snore. The Spaniard was already fast asleep on Francis’s stomach, muttering to himself in his sleep.
Another ten minutes passed and Gilbert’s annoyance had finally gotten the better of him. “Frau, enough!” He growled, thumping on the door. The sudden noise jolted both Antonio and Francis out of the
New Years (PrussiaXReader)It was New Years eve and you’d agreed (foolishly) to let your boyfriend invite his two friends over for the celebration. He’d promised it would be fun and said the more the merrier, but still! Well, it was your own fault for allowing it and besides, they’d probably get too drunk and pass out anyway.New Years (PrussiaXReader) in Romance More Like This
You were just finishing up in the kitchen, the red apron that was tied around your neck bearing the brunt of the traces of ingredients. Gilbert was ‘helping’ too by sneaking a taste of whichever nibbly things you created and telling you how awesome they were no matter how many times he got clobbered by the various skillets that were lying around.
He cheered when he heard the doorbell ring and ran off to get tackled by his friends. After greeting each other loudly, they swaggered into the room, completing their Bad Touch Trio, as they called themselves, with identical smirks on their faces.
“Hola chica, I hope you’re going to take as much care of us
Accidental Confession PrussiaxReader“The world is out to get me, I swear,” you growled to yourself as you flopped down onto Ludwig’s couch. You’d finally gotten the courage to tell Gilbert that you had feelings for him, but everyone and their mother decided that today would be the perfect day to follow you around and interrupt you each time you tried. And the whole world, literally, was on your shoulders. Every other frickin’ country knew you were trying to confess and wanted to know how it was going. But each time one of them came to bother you about it, they ended up causing such a disruption that you couldn’t go through with it.Accidental Confession PrussiaxReader in Romance More Like This
Part of you had to wonder if they were doing this on purpose, because seriously their timing was too perfect. Thinking back on all your attempts, you were honestly freaked out about just how all of your friends managed to pop up during your attempted confessions.
“Uh, h-hey, Gil?”
The cocky Prussian turned with a grin
Turtle Parade SpainxReader“You know something, Lovi?”Turtle Parade SpainxReader in Romance More Like This
“I keep wondering how you managed to survive being raised by Toni.”
“Hm. Yeah, probably.”
A few moments passed in silence.
“Why are you asking?”
“He’s running around with Gilbert and Francis trying to catch a tomato fairy that I think is actually just a hummingbird.”
“…That tomato bastard.”
You laughed and moved to lie on the grass next to Lovi. Of course you wouldn’t actually say anything mean about Toni; the two of you had been best friends since you were little countries just starting out in the world. You guys were inseparable; whenever one of you got into a fight, the other was right there in the thick of it. If you ever had a problem, Toni was always the first person you went to, regardless of what was wrong. And you were the first person he sought out as well.
But sometimes you had to question his mental state, which is what
CIRL PrussiaxReaderSighing in exhaustion, you left your last class for the day and headed back to your apartment. You didn't know why, but you just couldn't keep your eyes open for very long today. It's not like you didn't get enough sleep last night. Heck, you didn't even get too much sleep. You'd gotten an almost even eight hours, so you should be fine. But for some reason, you weren't. And despite all of your efforts to wake up, your body wasn't having it.CIRL PrussiaxReader in Romance More Like This
So with eyelids drooping, you trudged your merry way back home.
With a happy groan, you entered your one-floor apartment and flopped down on the floor, not even bothering to close the door just yet. After contemplating the pros and cons of falling asleep in your entry way, you decided it might be a tad bit safer for your health if you slept in your bed. Because having someone get into your house is no biggie.
Wearily standing up, you closed and locked your door, dropped your school stuff in the kitchen and made your way to your bedroom. Your bed had
Fine By Me PrussiaxReader SongficYou're not the type, type of girl to remainFine By Me PrussiaxReader Songfic 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
All Cause of a Cupcake 2P!CanadaxReaderA small sigh escaped you as you tried your best not to fall asleep during your Statistics lecture. Despite your better judgment, you had once again stayed up until four in the morning; even though you had to wake up at nine. So now you had to suffer through a monotonous PowerPoint on statistics’ calculations for an hour and fifteen minutes while trying not to let your head drop to your desk.All Cause of a Cupcake 2P!CanadaxReader in Romance More Like This
You gave up your battle twenty minutes into class.
Luckily for you, the class was a rather large one, so you were easily hidden from your professor’s judging eyes. However you weren’t so hidden from a friend of yours in the row behind you, whose light snickering immediately caught your attention. You tilted your head just enough to send a lazy glare his way, which just made him smirk.
“Shut up, Marc,” you grumbled, turning your head back to face the front.
“You’re not very good about getting sleep, (Name). Do I need to enforce a bed time?”
How to Run Your Household GermanyxReader"Ludwig! Your son just covered the dogs in Kool-Aid powder! Again!"How to Run Your Household GermanyxReader in General Fiction More Like This
"Vhy is it zat he's only my son ven he's done something wrong?"
"Because he certainly didn't get this sort of thing from me." Ludwig sighed but chuckled at your argument, heading downstairs to deal with the elder of your two children. He entered the kitchen to see his three dogs covered in varying shades of blue, purple, and red. You were currently holding yours and Ludwig's baby daughter in your arms as you glared down at the almost four year old boy shuffling his feet in the piles of Kool-Aid mix.
Seeing that your husband was in the room, you carefully handed him Alina and called the dogs over to the door that led directly outside. As the dogs made their way out the door, you turned to Ludwig.
"I'm going to get them cleaned up. Can you please speak to Evert about this? He doesn't seem to like listening to me." With that said, you went outside to wash the dogs. Ludwig sighed and set Alina in her high cha
Misplaced Jealousy GermanyxReaderLudwig was suspicious. And in his mind he had every right to be.Misplaced Jealousy GermanyxReader in Romance More Like This
Because his girlfriend, you, had been spending a lot of time with your mutual friend, Feli recently. Who is better known as the Northern part of the country Italy.
Normally, Ludwig wouldn’t find anything weird about you hanging out with the bubbly Italian. The two of you had been best friends longer than Ludwig had even known him; he’s how the two of you met after all. But recently you were spending more and more time with Feli. You’d even started turning down spending time with Ludwig to do stuff with Feli. And Ludwig was getting jealous.
Being the over thinker that he is, his mind was all over the place as to what could be going on. Were you cheating on him with Feli? Part of him refused to believe that of either of you. But the other part couldn’t let it go as an option. Were you pregnant and seeking Feli’s company to find out how to deal with it? Ludwig hoped that that wasn’t true b
Really A Family EnglandxReaderYou nervously sat on the check-up table, waiting for your doctor to come back in. For the past two weeks you'd been feeling very sick and while your husband, Arthur, speculated it was just a virus, part of you believed it to be something else.Really A Family EnglandxReader in General Fiction More Like This
Your head shot up as the door opened, causing the doctor to chuckle at your eagerness. You grinned sheepishly and sat up straight, waiting to hear the results of your tests.
"Well Mrs. Kirkland, I have all of your test results," the doctor said, flipping through the sheets on his clipboard. "Everything seems fine. You're perfectly healthy and " You could have slapped him for being dramatic.
The doctor looked up at you with a smile.
"Congratulations, Mrs. Kirkland. You're pregnant." You squealed happily and leapt up to hug the doctor. He chuckled and patted your head before gently guiding you to the door.
"I suggest you find your husband. I'm sure he'll be happy to hear the news." You nodded enthusiastically and grabbed your purse.
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 PrussiaxReader 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
Grandpa Matchmaker GermanyxReader"(Name) I do not understand vhy you spend so much time here ven you could be out having fun with friends." You almost laughed at the usual statement that was your greeting upon entering the room of your main charge, Walthari Beilschmidt. The old man was so serious but you couldn't help but find him adorable. Ever since you'd started taking care of him at the nursing home you worked at, he'd treated you like his own granddaughter. And you loved him like he was your grandfather.Grandpa Matchmaker GermanyxReader in General Fiction More Like This
"I've told you before, Grandpa Germania," you said, calling him by the nickname you'd given him after you'd learned of his love for the long gone country. "I much prefer being around cranky, smelly, old people all day long. Namely, you." Walthari snorted and patted your arm as you stood next to him, adjusting the blanket that lay across his lap.
"I have never met a mädchen with as much attitude as you, lieber ein. I didn't think I vas zat smelly." This time you did laugh, as you took a seat next to hi
PrussiaxReader Do that again and I'll.....PrussiaxReaderPrussiaxReader Do that again and I'll..... in General Fiction More Like This
Do that again and I'll......
Your mother loved to volunteer. Baking, sewing, knitting, firefighting. You name it, she did it. But she did too much. Which is why you were stuck with the duty of baking cookies for a children's hospital. You wouldn't have minded if it was just you baking. Unfortunately, your accidental friend Gilbert had decided that he wanted to help you.
"Go away Gilbert." You snapped at him, stirring the batter. He smirked, his silvery white hair glinting in the mid-day sunlight. Leaning over you shoulder, he dipped his fingers in the batter, scooping some into his mouth.
You elbowed him and glared. He fake gasped, pretending to clutch his heart in dismay.
"Come on Frau!! Cooking is supposed to be fun!"
He continued whining, wrapping his arms about your waist and resting his chin against your shoulder. You ignored him, well, ignored him as best as you could. The guy needed to have an off switch for his v
PrussiaxReader Drabble oneshotPrussiaxReaderPrussiaxReader Drabble oneshot 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
PrussiaxReader Hacking my lifePrussiaxReaderPrussiaxReader Hacking my life in General Fiction More Like This
Hacking my life
1). Extremely impressive or daunting; inspiring great admiration, apprehension, or fear.
2). Extremely good; excellent.
A simple word, often used excessively by teenagers. But for you, it wasn't just a word. For the government and all internet providers and website owners, it was a threat and a promise, all rolled into one simple word.
"Mr.Awesome" was the code name of the world's best hacker. A man who could hack any computer, could create viruses that got past even the best security. A man whose identity was as mysterious as Batman's. You only knew his identity if he wanted you to. So far, no one knew.
Just the sight of his logo, a tiny doodle of a yellow chick, was enough to send entire governments into immediate action. They had hired hackers, people they used to track, to attempt to catch the man. No one could.
Except maybe you.
Cracking your knuckles, you grinned at the dimly glowing s
SpainxReader Why is it always me?SpainxReaderSpainxReader Why is it always me? in General Fiction More Like This
Why is it always me?
Your parents weren't the most responsible adults in the world. They didn't at like adults at all. If anything, you were the adult and they were the over grown teenagers. Which is why you jumped at the chance to move out. Who could blame you? It was your first year of college. You wanted a new and more responsible life.
So you said yes, you didn't mind sharing a small house with his boss's son. And yes, it didn't matter that it was a half hour walk to the college. And yes, it was really no trouble to find a job, because your parents had decided that it was time for you to grow independent.
You had to refrain from pointing out that you were the one who had helped your mother pay bills since you were fifteen.
But it was nice, finally free in a way. Sadly, your happy elevated mood only lasted for three seconds after you rang the door bell of the modest little house. Because that's when your new housemate opened
Demon!PrussiaxReader More than a snackDemon!PrussiaxreaderDemon!PrussiaxReader More than a snack in General Fiction More Like This
More than a snack
You glowered at your reflection in the dusty mirror, wondering how it had come to this. your fingers tapped lightly against the ugly purple bruise nestled in the crook of your neck.
Scratch that, you knew exactly how this had happened. All because of a stupid desire, a childish wish.
You sat on the edge of your bed, trying to hold back the wave of tears. You were suffering internally.
Suffering from the taunts of the other girls at school, suffering from the sexually harassment the boys seemed to enjoy putting you through. Suffering from the Teachers ridicule and lack of interest in the bullying.
"Damn Them, Damn them all to hell." You whispered. flopping onto your bed and burying your face in the covers. A few tears escaped, sliding down your face, leaving a salty wet trail behind them.
"You know, it's not very nice being damned." a lightly accented voice spoke up. Yo
PrussiaxReader An Awesome Valentine's DayPrussiaxReaderPrussiaxReader An Awesome Valentine's Day in General Fiction More Like This
An Awesome Valentine's day
Valentines Day. Just like any other day of the year.
It wan't that you hated it. You just felt no need to celebrate it.
That was a lie. You always bought your self a small box of chocolates. Just so you could say that you had some.
But still, the holiday was like a scab on the calender.
Sighing you turned on your laptop. After checking your messages on DeviantART you turned to the only thing that allowed you to escape the world for a while.
Fan fictions. To be more precise, CountryxReaders.
After a moment of thinking, you smiled and typed "PrussiaxReader" in the search bar.
The next two hours went by in a flash as you read fan fiction after fan fiction. You only became aware of the passage of time when you reached out and felt around the inside of the small chocolate box. It was empty, you had eaten all of them.
Sighing you chucked it in the waste basket and clicked on another Prussi
Neko!PrussiaxReaderNeko!PrussiaxReaderNeko!PrussiaxReader in General Fiction More Like This
You walked through the throng of milling cats ans Elizabeta explained the purpose of the shelter.
"All of these cats need a home and someone who can care for them."
You nodded, nearly tripping over a large dark grey cat. It looked up at you, it's purple eyes glaring. You shivered and stepped around it.
"Elizabeta!!" You both looked towards the voice.
A guy wearing a pink dress flipped a piece of his shoulder length hair. Elizabeta rolled her eyes.
The guy struck a pose and pouted, "You, like totally putting her asleep vid dat speech. Just let her pick a cat!!!"
Elizabeta opened her mouth to speak, but stopped when you shrieked.
A rather big white cat was climbing up your leg. He had red eyes and a few scars on his face. A tattered ribbon was tied around his neck.
"GILBERT!!" Elizabeta stomped over, grabbing the cat and holding him up to her eye level.
"What have I said about doing that?"
The cat s
BttxReaderOf Course I have a BoyfriendBttxReaderBttxReaderOf Course I have a Boyfriend in General Fiction More Like This
Of Course I have a Boyfriend
Sometimes it was hard having three males as your roommates. It was hard seeing them leave on dates with different women, sometime men. You hated it when they came back, laughing.
And you really hated it when they teased you about your lack of a serious relation ship.
Not tonight. Tonight, you were going to prove them wrong. Or at least pretend to.
You put the finishing touches on your makeup, a splash of bright red for your lips. Smoky gray eyeliner rimmed your eyes. Your hair was styled in a way that best complimented your features. A deep crimson dress with fishnet stockings clad your body like a sort of armor.
When you entered the living room, you tried not to smirk. All three of them were staring, eyes wide. Gilbert didn't notice that he was dripping beer down his front, Antonio was oblivious to the fact that the tomato he had been cutting was reduced to a pulp and Francis was gaping, his w
BTTxReaderBad IdeaBTTxReader in General Fiction More Like This
You knew sharing a house with three guys wasn't a good idea. Far from it, it was a BAD idea.
If only you had realized that sooner.
"Ding Dong" You pressed the doorbell for the fifth time. Scowling you shifted your hold on the three bags you had under one arm. What the hell was taking them so long? You hadn't met the guys yet and already you were pissed at them.
"Are you their new, uh room mate?" a female voice came from the right. You twisted to look towards the voice. A brown haired girl stood on a well trimmed lawn.
"Yes...I guess I am." You smiled "Are they home?".
She grimaced "Honestly I don't know." Sighing you set your bags down and sat on the front step. "Great..... I'll have to wait for them." She looked at you sympateticaly. "I'm Elizabeta, and I
Gilbert's endingBTTxReaderGilbert's ending in General Fiction More Like This
The sound of water running woke you up. rolling onto your side, you came face to face with a scrap of paper.
Squinting you picked it up and flipped it over.
We've gone out for the day. Gil is still home. There are fresh churros in the kitchen.
It was signed with a tomato and a rose.
Smiling you swung your legs over the edge of the bed. The little signatures reminded you of how silly your room-mates could get.
The phone rang.
Sighing you picked it up.
"WHERE IS THAT JACKASS." A familiar voice hissed.
Rolling your eyes you smiled, "Calm down Elizabeta, What did he do this time?"
With a snort she replied, "You don't wan't to know."
Your grin got wider, "I'm serious! What did he do?"
"Just give the phone to Gil." She sounded pissed.
"Okay okay." Leaping off your bed you set the phone down.
"GIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIL!!" You called down the hall. T
Punk!PrussiaxPunk!Reader: Sk8er BoiPunk!PrussiaxPunk!Reader: Sk8er Boi in Romance More Like This
Unlike some people your days started sometime in the afternoon. And they ended sometime around three or four in the morning.
This was because you and your fiancé Gil lived almost every teenager’s dream of making their living in a rock band.
“Hey, babe, wake up,” your boyfriend whispered in your ear.
“Too early,” you whined pulling the covers over your face.
Hands under the covers squeezed your sides. Half from shock at his cold hands and half from his tickling you jumped. “Ah!”
He laughed and pulled the covers down off your face. “Kensesese~.”
“Gilbert Beillschmidt! That wasn’t funny,” you pouted.
He got on top of you, holding his body up by his knees and hands, “Yes it was.” He leaned down and kissed up and down your neck.
“Fine…” you groaned trying to push him off of you, “it was…just…ahhh…stop.”
He mumbled a soft, “Nein,” into you
PrussiaxReader: Backfired GloatingPrussiaxReader: Backfired Gloating in Romance More Like This
"I wouldn't bother confessing __________," Eliza told you.
"He just doesn't like you that way, I'm sorry."
"Whatever Eliza," you said preoccupied with the letter you were writing to that special someone.
"I asked," she piped up again.
You groaned as she continued to sneakily insult you.
"___________!" a voice from the front door called. "I'm back!"
Your face turned red, he was here. Now was your chance. But you were too late and Eliza answered the door and started to flirt with him. "Hey Gilly."
The albino gentleman walked into your kitchen were you sat. Quickly you hit your letter to him, "Hey Gil. What's up?"
"Nothing much, you?"
Eliza bounced into the room, "__________ is writing a love note."
Your face turned red, "Eliza!"
Gilbert turned slightly pale although you didn't notice.
"Yup, but I told her it wasn't worth it," she continued, "I mean it's not like the boy she likes would ever like her back, I mean-."
"Shut up Eliza!" Gilbert snapped. "__________ is pretty, and
BTTxReader: Three Is Better Than OneBTTxReader: Three Is Better Than One in Romance More Like This
It wasn’t a wild party, but people were defiantly up to no good. There was some drinking and some of the gamers were sitting in front of the TV playing video games. There were even a few couples making out. And of course what party wouldn’t be complete without that totally awful teen drama?
“___________, we’re over,” your boyfriend told you with a smile in front of all your friends.
Your eyes widened, “Wha-what?”
He smirked, “You heard me, we’re over. I was starting to get tired of you weeks ago. (Name you hate) is so much better than you I’ve been hooking up with her for weeks now…”
Tears came to your eyes, “Fine.” With that you left, leaving your ex with a bloody nose and a bruised jaw. Sitting outside on the curb you called your friends. “Could you pick me up?”
“What’s up ___________?” Gilbert asked.
“Something wrong?” Antonio asked.
Furrowing your eyebrows
SpainxReader: AnnoyingSpainxReader: Annoying in Romance More Like This
“Ugg, you’re so annoying!” you shouted at the Spaniard.
Antonio had been following you and annoying you everywhere.
“Señorita ___________, wait for me!”
You turned around to face him, “Antonio Carriedo. Leave. Me. ALONE!”
He looked hurt, “But __________-.”
“No!” you snapped, “I’m sick of you following me around like a lost puppy! Go bother someone else!”
Toni took a step back and the turned around and ran off.
“Thank God,” you murmured and walked away.
A week later you noticed a strange empty feeling in your stomach…you didn’t know why, but you got this feeling that something was missing.
“Lovino…do you know where Toni is?”
The Italian scowled at you, “Probably under the bleachers, as usual. Nice job you witch.”
Your eyes widened as he walked off. However you went to find the silly Spaniard.
“Toni…Toni are you here?”
F.A.C.E.xReader: Movie NightF.A.C.E.xReader: Movie Night in Humor More Like This
"Artie, get the popcorn!" you shouted. "The movie's starting!"
"Don't call me that!"
Alfred pulled you onto his lap. "Come on babe; move over so Artie can sit down."
Francis gave a pervyish laugh as your face turned red.
"Ohonhon, you don't want to sit on Alfred's lap, who don't you sit on mine?"
"Shut up you perverted frog!"
"Guys the movie's starting," Matthew whispered.
A small voice from Matthew's bear asked, "Who are you."
Matt sighed, "I'm Matthew…"
"Dude, Matt, I didn't see you there!"
"Be quiet Alfie," you said using the nickname you knew he hated. His face turned red and he shut up.
After the movie was over Alfred jumped up and shouted, "THAT WAS AWESOME!"
You had fallen to the floor and on top of Francis.
"Mon cher, all you had to do was-."
"Knock it off," everyone said.
You ended up sitting on Francis's lap for the next movie which was England's choice. Casino Royale.
"That was pretty interesting," you said.
"My turn," Matthew said quietly.
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It was a Saturday night and as usual you were in a fight with your older brother Arthur. "Come on Artie let me you!"
"Do you know what kind of guys are actually at those parties _____________?"
"You go to those parties," you snapped back.
His face went red with anger, "Exactly my point, this is my chance to get drunk and not give a damn about the consequences I don't want you there!"
"The British dude is right," Alfred said.
You crossed your arms, "It's not fair."
"Life's not fair," Arthur snipped. "Come on Al, we're leaving."
"W-wait for me," Matthew said quietly following them out the door.
"It's not fair!" you pouted collapsing onto the couch.
A voice from the other side of the couch giggled, "Ohonhon~."
You snapped up, "Hello?"
"Francis, what the hell are you doing in my house?" You threw a pillow at the offending Frenchman.
Francis smiled, "I couldn't help overhearing your problem cheri, and I have the perfect solution."
"Yeah and what's that?" you asked sarcastically.
2p!CanadaxReader: Protective“Come on, just one date,” a boy said still not letting go of your arm.2p!CanadaxReader: Protective in Romance More Like This
You gave a small whimper as his grip increased. “P-please, I already have a boyfriend.”
The boy still didn’t let go. “He doesn’t have to know.”
“J-just leave me alone!” you tried to sound stern, but it wasn’t working. “I-I’m serious, let go of me!”
“Hey, what do you think you’re doing, eh?”
Your heart nearly popped out of your chest, “M-Matt.”
The boy turned and sneered, “Who are you?”
“I’m her boyfriend,” Matthiu said grabbing the arm that was holding you. “Now I suggest you let her go before someone gets hurt.”
“Like you could hurt m-.” Matthiu punched him in the face.
The boy let go of you and you pulled your arm to your chest. Matthiu continued to wail on the boy until the stranger didn’t move. “Are you alright?”
Tears at the cor
RomanoxReaderxItaly: Just HairRomanoxReaderxItaly: Just Hair in Humor More Like This
You moaned as the sound of your cell phone went off. Grumbling about how stupid people can be and how impolite it was to call at 3 o'clock in the morning you stumbling around your room trying to find your phone.
"Who is it?" you asked completely out of it.
For a moment you didn't recognize the voice, but that accent you could defiantly place, "Italy? What on earth are you doing calling at three?"
"R-Romano and I need your hel-ahhhhhh!"
You heard a voice in the background, "Hang up the damn phone idiota!"
"B-but fratello, _________ can help us ah ah ah ah ah!!"
"Italy, are you alright?" you asked into the phone, "Italy? Italy?" Then the phone went dead. Groaning you put on your shoes and grabbed your car keys. "What has that idiot gotten himself into now?"
Tired out of your mind you made your way to Italy's house.
Thanking God that Italy had given you a spare you unlocked the door and walked into his house. There say the two Italy brothers fussing over…hair…
"Hair?" you a
BTTxSinger!Tomboy!Reader: PrankstersBTTxSinger!Tomboy!Reader: Pranksters in Humor More Like This
“Shut up,” you whispered to the giggling trio behind you.
Gilbert snickered, “I can’t wait to see the look on the principal’s face when he walks into his office.”
“Oui, it will be priceless!”
“It won’t be if we’re caught,” you snapped and turned back to look at the door.
Toni narrated to the camera, “Here see our principal and the board of education…they walk in…and…”
A scream came from the office.
Gilbert and Francis high fived. The four of you had placed some of Ludwig’s magazines and toys in the principal’s office.
“Win,” you said then giggled.
“FRANCIS BONNEFOY! GILBERT BEILLSCHMIDT! ANTONIO FERNANDEZ CARRIEDO! _______________ _______________!”
All four of you gulped.
The four of you ended up getting detention every day for two months. And you weren’t permitted to attend any extra school events for three months. Which meant you couldn
BTTxReader: Three LoversBTTxReader: Three Lovers in Romance More Like This
Life in high school had only gotten more complicated since you found out that all three members of the Bad Touch Trio loved you. Each one had tried to get you to confess. In other words you had to choose which one of these sexy men you liked more.
Gilbert had taken you out drinking with a video camera. However he was thwarted by the fact that your IDs were found to be fakes.
Antonio had taken you out on a date. It was nice and you gave him a small kiss on the cheek afterwards, but it never went any further.
Then there was Francis who had gotten you in the closet and tried to 'kiss' you. Well the two of you were interrupted by Alfred who proceeded in playing the 'hero' and rescuing you from him.
Now you were here, hiding under the bleachers.
"____________!" shouted Toni.
"Come on chérie, please!"
You didn't move, only took a deep breath and tried to relax. If they only gave you room to breathe. How on earth could they expect you to pick between them. The
Prussia x Reader - The Oversized Shirt Problem "Gilbert?" you poked your head around the corner into the living room to see your Prussian boyfriend playing Super Smash Bros on the Wii.Prussia x Reader - The Oversized Shirt Problem in Romance More Like This
"Ja, _______?" he asked as he moved along with his characters movements on the screen.
You narrowed your eyes, "Did you do the laundry by any chance?"
"Ja, ja. Don't vorry about it. I'll do it later."
"So you haven't done it?" you rubbed the bridge of your nose.
Gilbert paused the game and looked at you lazily with his ruby eyes, "Nein."
"Gilbert!" you threw your hands up in aggrivation. "You were supposed to do the laundry this morning! My favorite blouse was in there!" You huffed, "I was going to wear it for our dinner date tonight."
The Prussian's face whitened. He jumped up and wrapped his arms around you, giving you his best "Oh shit I've done something wrong but I'll be hot and make up for it" face, "You don't need zhat stupid, unawesome blouse!"
You raised an eyebrow, "Gilbert Beilsc
Prussia x Reader - Arguments -ONE SHOT- Screaming, crying, throwing, stomping.Prussia x Reader - Arguments -ONE SHOT- 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
Romano x Reader - Copy Cat- ONE SHOT REQUEST "A date?" you asked as you raised an eybrow at the Italian in front of you.Romano x Reader - Copy Cat- ONE SHOT REQUEST in Romance More Like This
Lovino shifted uncomfortably and adjusted his backpack on his shoulder, "Si."
You blinked, "With me?"
"Stop asking questions!" he snapped. "Will you go with me or not?"
You pretended to ponder on this, making the Italian nervouse before smiling and nodding, "Sure, Lovi."
"Don't call me that." he grumbled as he walked away. "I'll pick you up at 6pm."
"A-alright!" you called after him. You leaned against your locker and ran your fingers through your (h/c) hair. Did your best friend just ask you out on a date? Not that you minded. You loved the grumpy Italian but it was all a little.... uncalled for.
Lovino sat at his desk, playing with his pencil instead of doing homework, when he heard the front door open. He heard footsteps coming towards his bedroom door so he q
SpainxReader - Christmas Mornings? - ONE SHOT "_______!" you heard the voice of your Spanish boyfriend, Antonio, through your dreams. "_______! Es Navidad!"SpainxReader - Christmas Mornings? - ONE SHOT in Romance More Like This
You moaned sleepily and rolled over, your bare shoulder now exposed and sending goosebumps throughout your body. Shivering, you buried your head further into the Spaniard's chest. He smiled to himself and thought, Muy cute! Antonio tossled your messy (h/c) hair, trying to wake you up.
"Tony...." you said sleepily. "I'm sleeping, Tony....."
He leaned foreward and whispered in your ear, "Es Navidad!"
His breath tickled your ear, making you shudder as you sat up on your elbows, "What? It's Christmas?"
"Si!" he clapped his hands together excitedly as he leapt out of bed and bounced into the bathroom. "We have to wake up Feli and Lovi so we can open up presents!"
"Tony." your voice was flat as you adjusted the straps to your tank top.
"We need to start the Christmas dinner, too, si?" he continued as he pulled a sweater over his
Canada x Reader - Scaredy Cat - ONE SHOT REQUEST "Please don't make me ride it." Matthew stared up at the roller coaster in dread. It was Matthew's first time at a fair and his brother Alfred was determined to make him ride a roller coaster. They invited you to come along because a) Alfred loves hangin' with his chick friends and b) Matthew felt more comfortable with you around. And you enjoyed his company as well.Canada x Reader - Scaredy Cat - ONE SHOT REQUEST in Romance More Like This
"Calm down, bro!" Alfred slapped his younger brother on the back. "It's not like you'll DIE!"
The Canadian let out a squeak and bit his lip, "Well, ________ and I wanted to ride the Ferris Wheel."
You smiled and nodded, "Yep!"
Alfred whined, "Aw c'mon, _______!"
"If I buy you some fries will you stop?" you crossed your arms in an annoyed fashion.
"Okay!" the American smiled. He watched you walk away and nudged his little brother, "So...... you and ________, huh?"
"W-what?" Matthew stuttered. He did have a huge crush on you but h
England x Reader - Don't Call Me During Doctor Who It was a Saturday night and I sat on the couch, my legs pulled up to my chest and my friend, Alfred, watching baseball next to me. He kept slapping my leg and shouting at the screen. I sighed and leaned my head on my hand.England x Reader - Don't Call Me During Doctor Who in Romance More Like This
"Hey Alfred?" I said.
"What?" he pulled his eyes away from the screen long enough to give me an irritated look.
"I think I'm gonna go over to Arthur's and-"
He looked at me all panicked and checked the time on his phone, "Oh I wouldn't go over there now."
I raised an eyebrow, "Why's that?"
He snorted and handed me his phone, returning his gaze to the screen, "Go ahead and try to even CALL him. He won't want to talk."
Snatching the phone from him, I punched Arthur's number in the held the phone to my ear. It rang forever before going to voice mail. Irritated, I called again. Again, it went to voice mail. I began to get worried. I called again then turned to Alfred.
"What's wrong? Is he hurt or something?"
BTT x Reader- Halloween Night- ONE SHOT You straightened out your pirate costume in the mirror, adjusting the eye patch and fixing the feather. You weren't actually going Trick Or Treating but you invited your friends Gilbert, Francis, and Antonio to come over and spend the night and watch corny horror movies. It should be interesting considering the last time they spent the night they wiped out your cabinet and fridge.BTT x Reader- Halloween Night- ONE SHOT in Humor More Like This
With one last adjustment to your eye patch, you made your way to the front door of your apartment and pulled it open. Francis leane against the door frame and winked. He wore cat ears and a strangely realistic cat tail. You smiled at the French man.
"Meow?" you smirked. He took hold of your hand and kissed it then looked up at you.
"Oui, belle~" Francis winked again. You rolled your eyes and opened the door wider for him.
Francis walked in and looked around, "Wow, you really prepared for tonight, oui?"
Germany x Reader - Pocky - ONE SHOT REQUESTWARNING: Lots of mushy kissy stuff. Just saiyan.Germany x Reader - Pocky - ONE SHOT REQUEST 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.
England x Blind!Sick!Reader - Rain "I love the sound of rain." you sighed dreamily from your hospital bed. You heard crumpling newspaper.England x Blind!Sick!Reader - Rain in Romance More Like This
"It rains all the time in London." your boyfriend, Arthur, grumbled as you heard something being tossed into the plastic trashcan.
You felt the end of the bed shift and a hand on your blanketed leg. Trailing your fingers down the bed, you found the Brit's hand and grabbed it, a smile spread out on your face.
"I guess I'd like London then." you stated. He grunted in reply. You then twiddled your thumbs, "I've never actually been out in the rain."
Arthur sounded surprised, "Why's that, love?"
"It's too dangerous for me." you mumbled and played with your thin hospital blanket.
Arthur let this sink in. He had met you when he was here because his idiot brother, Alfred, broke his leg. He had walked past your bedroom and always saw you alone. No one ever came to visit. You spent your life in the hospital. Born and raised there. But Arthur was determi
Punk!Singer!England x Reader - ONE SHOT "Arthur," you whined as your British boyfriend dragged you into the empty basement. "Why do we have to throw a party?"Punk!Singer!England x Reader - ONE SHOT in Romance More Like This
"C'mon, love!" the Brit cupped your chin in his hands. "It'll be fun!"
"No," you pouted. "It'll be loud and give me headaches."
He simply chuckled and walked over to his CD rack. Arthur ran his hands over the many different CDs and scanned the rack for music. You wandered over to his old records. For some reason, you found them a lot more interesting than his new music.
Now, you know that Arthur has been around for a while. He IS the personified version of England. You ran your finger over several record cases before stopping at a specific record. It read "Abbey Road". You excitedly pulled it off the rack and ran your fingers over the dusty cover. This was your absolute favorite Beatles album.
You spun around excitedly and waved the album infront of your boyfriend's face, "Look!"
PrussiaxReader The Vet“Gilbert! Ugh!” You walked around the house, looking for the Prussian and his bird. You should have told him you were going to get ice cream. But no, you had decided to be honest and tell the albino that you were going to the vet.PrussiaxReader The Vet in Humor More Like This
You heard a “Piyo!” followed by “Verdammt, Gilbird! Shut up!” You followed the sound, tracking it to the bathroom. You pulled open the shower curtain to reveal Gilbert, with Gilbird on his head. You rolled your eyes.
“Come on, we’re going to be late for Gilbird’s appointment.” You hoped Gilbert would give in and allow you to take them to the vet, but, of course, that’s not what happened. Gilbert shouted “No!” and then darted past you, with his bird, and ran down the hallway.
You sighed in exasperation, walking out of the bathroom. “Gil, don’t be such a baby!” Instantly a reply came.
“I am not a baby! Scheiße!” He realized that he had given away hi
PrussiaxReader Making The BedYou opened the dryer, pulling the warm sheets into your lap. You sighed contentedly as the warmth of the freshly washed sheets seeped into your skin. You stood, closing the dryer door, and took the sheets into the bedroom, listening to the sounds of your boyfriend, Gilbert, shooting video game aliens.PrussiaxReader Making The Bed in Romance More Like This
You tossed the sheets onto the bed, not realizing that the shooting sounds had stopped. A few seconds later, Gilbert was sneaking into the room behind you, smirking. He jumped out and yelled. You jumped and squeaked, surprised by gilbert’s sudden appearance. He rolled onto the floor laughing at you.
You grumpily turned back to the sheets on the bed and began to separate them muttering under your breath. Gilbert’s arms wrapped around your waist as he looked over your shoulder at what you were doing.
“Unless you’re going to help, you can go back to killing aliens.” You looked to the side, trying to see his face.
“I’ll help! The awesome me is gut at
PrussiaxReader A Picnic feat. GilbirdYou hummed as you opened the window, letting in the warm air, a light breeze tickling you as it passed. You kept humming as you picked up around your house, enjoying the quiet. Suddenly, you heard a small “Piyo!”PrussiaxReader A Picnic feat. Gilbird in Romance More Like This
Turning around, you spotted a small yellow bird sitting on your windowsill. It looked oddly familiar, and soon it had landed on your head, tweeting happily. The scooped it off your head, grinning, and set it in your palm.
“Heya, Gilbird!” you smiled and set the bird back on your head, continuing your earlier work. But your peace and quiet was short lived.
“Verdammt! Gilbird! Vhat did I say about running… flying off!” The loud albino’s voice drifted in through your open windows, and you let out a long sigh. You moved over and stuck your head out of the window.
“He’s with me, Gil!” you called to the albino, who was on the verge of freaking out.
“Gut!” Gilbert ran up your front path, bursting into your
PrussiaxReader Awesome Pick-Up LinesYou straightened your leather jacket. You looked good, and you felt good, but it was still strange to go from your ‘Pavlov: That name rings a bell” shirt and converse to a leather jacket and black high heels. You sighed.PrussiaxReader Awesome Pick-Up Lines in Romance More Like This
“Do I really have to do this, Eliza?” You pouted at her, but she was adamant.
“Yes. When was the last time you even spoke to a guy? You need to get out more.” She stated matter-of-factly. Eliza was the cause of your transformation. She had dragged you around your house, insisting on picking out your clothes and putting on your makeup. She did a good job, but you weren’t about to admit it.
“Come on!” She had you by the wrist as she dragged you outside.
You leaned against the bar with Eliza, looking down at your drink. Eliza looked at you and rolled her eyes.
“It’s not that hard, (Name). Look.” Eliza walked confidently over to a man further down the bar. The two chatted for one minute
PrussiaxReader Interrupted ShowersYou hummed softly as you walked down the hallway towards the bathroom, fresh-out-of-the-dryer towel in hand. The house was quiet, and all of the windows were thrown open, letting in the warm spring sunlight. You smiled and pushed the bathroom door open.PrussiaxReader Interrupted Showers in Romance More Like This
You squeaked as you strode into the bathroom to be greeted by a showering Gilbert. Your face turned bright red, and you looked down, stuttering apologies. “I am so, so, so sorry Gilbert. I had no idea you were in here. I didn't even know you were home so I was going to take a shower, and I'm so sorry...” you stopped yourself before you could babble any more, and steered yourself towards the door, eyes fixed on the floor.
Gilbert started laughing. You shut the door behind you and all but ran to your room, blushing again as the full image of what you had seen registered in your mind. You hung your towel on its hook and took a few breaths to calm yourself.
You left your room and snuck past the bathroom to the kitchen, looking f
PrussiaxReader I Will Shoot You... 3“Are you serious?! Are you following me? Can I not just shoot in peace?!” You yelled, turning to Gilbert.PrussiaxReader I Will Shoot You... 3 in Romance More Like This
You were furious. Gilbert held his hands up in surrender, a familiar smirk playing on his lips.
“Nice to see you too, Frau.” He moved closer.
“Are you… stalking me?!” you yelled, your voice ringing through the forest.
“Nein.” But he didn’t sound very convincing. You moved over to a tree and hit your head against it in frustration. You didn’t know why the German was so infuriating.
“I am not German! I am Prussian!” Gilbert called, sounding annoyed. Apparently you had spoken your thought aloud. You hit your head on the tree again with a small groan. “You know what you’re problem is, Frau?”
“You?” You moved away from the tree, getting ready to shoot the ‘Prussian’.
“Very funny. Nein. Your arm is too high.” Gilbert walked towards you, a light
PrussiaxReader I will shoot you...You strapped on your arm guard and picked up your black compound bow, looking out at the target. It was pretty far away, and there was a slight breeze. You pulled an arrow out of your quiver, nocked it, and took another look at the distance between you and the target.PrussiaxReader I will shoot you... in Romance More Like This
You took aim, your keen eyes picking out the target in the moonlight. You went still, feeling the world around you, listening to your soft breathing, and then you shot. Your arrow whizzed past your cheek, slicing through the air, and hit the center of your small paper target.
Archery had always calmed you down, and you loved the silence of the night. So you had started shooting at night in the forest near your home. You had spent most of the night tossing and turning, completely unable to sleep, so you had come out once again to do the only thing that would help.
You listened to the stillness of the night and closed your eyes, feeling the wind on your face and in your hair. A twig cracked behind you, and you spun in a blu
PrussiaxReader If You Don't Mind SongficYou slipped into the bathroom, glad for the temporary respite from the craziness that was the flat you shared with the Beilshmidts. Gilbert had decided to have the BTT over, and that was never good.PrussiaxReader If You Don't Mind Songfic in Romance More Like This
You sighed and triple checked that the door was locked, then got a chair and propped it under the handle. You knew from experience that the BTT was quite adept at opening locked doors.
You turned on the bathroom fan, the sound of which you normally hated, but it was part of your plan. You loved to sing, like, you would sing all day every day if you could. But you were deathly shy, so you only sang when you were alone, or in the shower. That’s where the fan comes in. The fan made it harder for anyone to hear you.
You cranked the hot water to that perfect place between “Boiling Lava” and “Arctic Circle”, and slipped out of your clothes. You quickly jumped into the shower and let the water cascade down your back. You started singing softly.
Where’s my li
PrussiaxReader I Will Shoot You... 5You hummed along to your iPod as you walked towards your original shooting spot. The trees glistened in the setting evening sun, the sound of gentle rustling just audible over your music. A light breeze blew, signaling the coming cool of the night.PrussiaxReader I Will Shoot You... 5 in Romance More Like This
You adjusted your grip on your bow as you neared your shooting spot. You knew it probably wasn’t a good idea to go back to the spot as you might run into your arch nemesis, but he had agreed to leave you alone… you shrugged off your apprehension. It was your spot, period.
The forest was quickly growing dark. You had set off later than you would have normally, and the sun was almost gone now. You did a little dance in time with your music, enjoying yourself more than you had for a while. You emerged into your clearing, eyes closed as you listened to your music. It wasn’t until you opened your eyes to set down your things that you noticed you weren’t actually alone in your clearing.
Gilbert stood there,
CanadaxReader Oops... I didn't mean too...The arguing of all of the countries at the world meeting had turned into white noise quite some time ago as you sat with your head in your hands and your elbows on the large conference table. You sighed and looked up, running your hand through your (h/l), (h/c) hair.CanadaxReader Oops... I didn't mean too... in Romance More Like This
You heard an impossibly quiet sound and turned towards Canada. You were one of the only people who could see him, let alone hear him.
“I’m sorry about this, (Name). I-I didn’t t-think it would be this bad.” You strained to hear the last bit.
You were at the world conference at Canada’s request. The two of you had been friends for a long time, though now you were beginning to wonder why you were enduring this torture for him. Oh, yeah, you’d gone and acquired a crush on him.
“It’s not a problem.” you forced a smile, “I think I’ll just go get some air.”
“I’ll come with you.”
With that you and Matthew slipped quietly away from the table
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“Ouch,” you muttered boredly, looking down at the shallow scrape on your finger. You watched as the blood welled up, forming a small, red bead against your knuckle.
Other than that, you ignored the small wound, continuing with searching for your currently ringing phone. The annoying chime continued to sound over and over while you dug through the blankets covering your bed. Finally finding the small device, you clutched it to your ear after accepting the call.
Sighing a bit, you shifted the phone to your other ear, trying to arrange your bed half decently. “Hello?”
“(F/n)!” you heard the loud shout from the other end. You hadn’t bothered to check caller ID.
Heaving up another sigh, you forced a smile on your tired face. “Hey, Gilbert.”
“What’s wrong? Are you upset? You sound upset!” Suddenly, the German boy was bombarding you with questions.
Closing your eyes, you rubbed your te
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Jogging down the final street that would get you to your house, you pushed through the growing heat of the morning and glanced down at your watch. The timer had nearly reached 18 minutes. Picking up the pace a little bit, you ran through a barren horse trail that would complete your three-mile course. About halfway through the path however, you slowed to a walk.
A dog was trotting towards you.
Not something insanely peculiar seeing as a lot of people walked their dogs down the path. What bothered you was the fact that you couldn't find the animal's owner.
You lowered yourself to the ground and called the hound over. When he happily made his way over to you, you pat his soft, dark brown pelt and grabbed his collar.
Relieved, you saw the number and searched through your pockets for the phone you had left in you jeans from the day before. Standing, you firmly gripped the collar and began walking back home.
Though, you didn't need to hold on. The dog seemed
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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
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You burst through the door of your brothers' home with a loud call of their names. You had been offered an opportunity to be housed in an American home across the Atlantic Ocean and had gladly gone for the two month experience, but by the time you got off the plane, all you wanted was to see your brothers.
"Gilbert! Ludwig!" you shouted, throwing your bags in the doorway and standing with your arms spread wide. "Wo seit ihr?" [Where are you?]
You could hear a crash, followed by the running footsteps of your older brother. The scrawny 21-year-old stared at you with wide red eyes and a bright grin. "(F/n)!" he shouted back at you, nearly flying through the hall to crash into your embrace.
The younger brother, Ludwig, calmly made his way to the hall entrance from his office. "Hallo, (F/n)." [Hello]
"Tag!" [Hi] you smiled up at him. Still propping Gilbert up as he clung to you, you stumbled over to your more mature brother, who tightly f
Marry Me...? (PrussiaxReader)“(Naaaaame)!” Gilbert, your boyfriend for three years, whined for the millionth time.Marry Me...? (PrussiaxReader) in Short Stories More Like This
You just rolled your eyes and ignored him, your attention still on your laptop in front of you. Probably wants me to get something for him, you thought.
Damn, she won’t pay attention to me, Gil thought. A mischievous smirk found its way to his face. Time to pump it up. “(Naaaaame)! (Naaaaaame)! (Naaaaame)!” Gilbert whined-sang loudly.
Your brow twitched with annoyance but you continued to ignore him, still focused on the fanfic you were reading.
You turned to him. “What?!” you snapped. He pouted and crossed his arms, his face turned downward. You sighed. He looked too cute. You leaned closer to him and pecked him on the nose. He beamed, his usual smirk coming back to place.
“Hey, (Name).” Gilbert said, grinning. This is gonna be awesome…
You sighed. “What?” you asked him warily.
I Wish we could be More Than This (PrussiaxReader)Gilbert was tired. He was tired of comforting (Name) while she went through went through heartbreak. He shook his head, horrified at the thought that just went through his head. No. He was tired of you getting heartbroken because of some douche. He was tired of seeing you get treated like trash when he knew he could love you more than that. He was tired of just being your friend.I Wish we could be More Than This (PrussiaxReader) in Short Stories More Like This
It was Roderich (Es tut mir leid, Roddy! I had to! TT~TT) who broke your heart recently. You fell for his ‘gentlemanly’ ways, saying you didn’t understand why Gilbert hated him so much. Despite his doubts, he still let you date Roderich, thinking maybe things would turn out differently.
He was so wrong.
He remembered the day you came running to his house, dripping wet.
It was (choose random day), and it was raining pretty bad, Gilbert was relaxing on his couch, watching a movie.
Everything was peaceful.
Until he heard the knocking that is.
His ruby eyes widened as he opened the door
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You sighed and slapped yourself hard. What is wrong with you, (Name)?! you thought. He’s arrogant, he’s a jerk, and has an ego that could easily be as big as the world! You sighed and massaged your forehead. Yeah, he’s arrogant, but he only does it to catch your attention. He’s a jerk, but it’s just an act. His supposed ego is big, but honestly…it’s just something to hide how he really feels. You slapped yourself hard again. You really shouldn’t be thinking about a guy this way. Especially if that guy is the Gilbert Beilschmidt.
“I wanna die,” you said as you faceplanted on the coffee table in front of you.
“Don’t you dare, (Full Name).” a new voice said from somewhere in the house.
“Hey, Liz.” You said from the table.
You feel your housemate, Elizabeta, pl
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Arthur let out an angry sigh as he dusted the TV screen. “Can't cook, psh,” he muttered under his breath. “Who said I can't cook?” He looked at you. “(Name), you've tasted my food, right? It's not horrible, is it?”
You sweatdropped. What am I gonna tell him? you mentally freaked out. I'm gonna regret this. “Uhm...hey, I think they need my help downstairs, so...” You took a step backwards. “Yeah. Bye.” Then you ran downstairs as fast as you could.
You let out the breath you've been keeping in. Smooth as fuck, (Name)....
The party was going great. The music pounding, lights flashing; everything was going smoothly.
Meanwhile you were struggling to get through the crowd t
Enjoy Me (Bad Touch TrioxReader)You frowned at the tank top in front of you. You forgot to do your laundry and this was the only clean top you had left. There was only one problem. You didn’t want to wear a top saying ‘Enjoy Me’ on the chest while hanging out with the Bad Touch Trio. You ran a hand in your (h/c) hair as you sighed. Might as well get it over with, you thought.Enjoy Me (Bad Touch TrioxReader) in Humor More Like This
After a few moments, you were making your way to your living room where the trio was waiting for you.
When you came into view, all three head turned to you. (I think I’m in a rhyming streak. XD)
“Took you long enough, frau,” Gil said.
That’s when they noticed what was written on your top. And three perverted grins appeared.
Three unique laughs were heard as you redden in embarrassment.
“Kesesese~! Nice shirt, frau!” the albino said and winked.
You took a pillow and began hitting them one by one. “Perverts!” you said as you huffed and crossed your arms over your
Gay For Him (RomanoxReader)Just fucking do it, Lovino thought. The ragazza doesn’t bite.Gay For Him (RomanoxReader) in Short Stories More Like This
You looked up and saw Lovino. You mentally smirked. Perfect timing, Lovino. “Hey, Lovino.”
“Ciao, ragazza.” He shifted. “Uhm, hey, listen—”
You waved at Antonio. “Hey Toni!”
The Spaniard turned. “Oh!” He walked over to the two of you. “Hola, (Name), Lovi!”
Lovino growled at him. “Idiota, how many times have I told you not to call me that?!” Lovino hissed.
Antonio pouted. “But Lovi sounds cute, Lovi!”
Lovino just rolled his eyes at him. “Tch. Bastard.”
You looked at your watch. “Oops. Sorry, guys. I gotta go. I have to meet Kiku.” You flashed a smile at them. “Bye!” You didn’t give them time to reply because you already ran off.
You turned right and saw what you were looking for. You looked around, and quickly ducked into the bush. You smiled at the Japanese
You're Awesome! (PrussiaxReader)You were sitting alone on a bench, sulking. You sighed as you remembered what your classmates had told you.You're Awesome! (PrussiaxReader) in Short Stories More Like This
“Why is your hair like that?” one of them asked.
“What do you mean?” you had asked, confused.
The person just gave you a fake smile and said “Nevermind.”
The next was when a girl asked you about your clothes.
“Why do you dress like that?”
Since you didn’t like that girl, you just rolled your eyes and said: “That’s none of your business.” But inside, you were kinda hurt.
You were already in a pretty bad mood when somebody commented on your handwriting…
The person who borrowed your notes put your notebook down. “I can’t understand your handwriting.”
You were already fuming by this time. “Well I’m sorry,” you started sarcastically. “I didn’t copy those notes just for you to borrow them!”
You buried your face in your hands and gro
Fast Food Love (AmericaxReader)“Mommy! Mommy!” a little voice said and you felt the hem of your shirt being pulled.Fast Food Love (AmericaxReader) in Short Stories More Like This
You smiled down at the child beside you. “Yes, sweetie?”
Your daughter looked at you, (your e/c or Al’s e/c) orbs wide and curious. “Mommy, how did you meet Daddy?”
You blushed at the question asked to you. Fortunately, Alfred came in and carried your child, making her giggle loudly. “Daddy!” she said gleefully. It melted your heart to see them look so adorable. The face of your child turned serious once again and she placed her small hands on the face of her Daddy. “Daddy, how did you meet Mommy?”
A grin bloomed in Alfred’s face. “Well, it all started like this…”
~Flashback brought you by Gumball’s dad XD~
Alfred was walking down the street, his hands on his pockets, enjoying the view in front of him and the wind in his hair. Where is he going, you ask? But to Burgers and Pancakes (lol, I’m sorry, th
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You walk quickly and quietly, avoiding being seen by anyone by hiding in the trees. Damn, can’t you guys sit still or something?
What were you doing?
Well…you were stalking, ahem, I meant following Matthew Williams and Francis Bonnefoy for Kiku. (yup he’s gonna be the mastermind for all of these, except his version of course XD)
Why, you ask? I think you already know dudes. (Arthur: Git! Stop breaking the fourth wall!)
They finally stopped walking and sat down on of the benches. Finally! They only had a moment of privacy though, since Toni, Al and Matthias appeared, Gilbert suspiciously missing.
You didn’t hear the footsteps behind you until a hand was on your shoulder. “Boo.”
A hand found its way to your chest, where your heart was beating loudly. Thank goodness you didn’t scream. Gilbert kesese-d. “Hallo, frau. What are you doing here?”
You rolled yo
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"Hey Gilbert?" You asked as you quietly pushed open his bedroom door.
You saw his peaceful sleeping figure, his silver toned hair messed up from tossing and turning the previous night, Gilbird noticed your presence and chirped his way over to you, snuggling in the crook of your neck.
"Hello there Gilbird, how are you?" You giggled, as the bird chirped his pleasant tune. "Gilbert." You quietly said approaching the sleeping albino. "Gilbert!" You yelled into his ear jolting him awake.
"____! Vhy vould you disturb mein awesome dream!" He yelled angrily as you fell to the floor laughing. "Ist's not funny!"
"Yes it is." You laughed. "My apologies your royal awesomeness."
"That's better." He smiled proudly.
"Hey I got you to smile!" You pointed out getting off the floor and sitting on the edge of Gilbert's bed.
"Yeah, I guess you did." He stated solemnly.
"How are you feeling?" You asked sadly looking into Gilbert's red ruby eyes.
"Vell, as usual awesome! But ist feel that somezing is missin
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"Come chica let's go to the Empire State building." Your friend Antonio suggested.
"Nein, she wants to go vith the awesome me and go to Times Square." Gilbert argued
"I think we have time to do both-"
Non, ma Cherie wants to go to Victoria's Secret with me non?" Francis winked.
"Francis! No!" You yelled but it was no use, your three friends were much louder than you were.
It was your birthday today, and to celebrate it the Bad Touch Trio, otherwise known as Antonio, Gilbert and Francis took you to New York for a couple days. Except it hadn't been the vacation you were looking forward too, you haven't even been here an hour and they were already arguing on where to go.
"Why don't we all just take a walk around New York today? And after that you each get a day to take me to where ever you
wish." You suggested.
"I agree mi amor." Antonio smiled.
"Oui, I do too." Francis sighed.
"Since I am the awesome Gilbert, tomorrow is my day with ____!" He proclaimed.
"Quoi? Non!" Francis yelled.
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"The hen is in the coop," you yelled into your walkie-talkie. "I repeat the hen is in the coop."
The soft hums of Billie Joe Armstrong filled your ears. The radio played one of his many hits from the patio table. You were crouched behind a bush, the scorching summer sun burned your skin. Sweat dripped off you in pools. You poked your head above the bush again to see if your target was still there.
To your astonishment he wasn't. You jumped out of the bush running to the spot he had been only a few moments ago. You held your gun up pointing it to your left slowly. You eyes searched for the familiar white haired Prussian.
You suddenly felt icy cold water hit your back. You dramatically fell to the ground clutching your heart. Your gun clattered to the ground next to you.
"I've been hit! Gilbert save yourself!" you dramatically cried out to the Prussian.
You then heard the familiar laugh of your best friend. You sat up a bit to see the Prussian holding is gun out towards you. His red eyes
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You heard soft sobs coming from inside the house. You knocked on the door a little louder in hopes of whoever was in the house would come and open the door. Foot steps sounded on the other side of the door. The large cream ceramic door creaked open to reveal a tall blonde man.
"Ludwig, the person whose c-crying is t-that?" You stuttered.
"Ja, it's vell you know." The large German drifted off.
"Yeah, I understand. Do you think he'd mind if I come in?" You asked.
"Nein, I think he vill find you better company than me." Ludwig stated, a small tear falling down his cheek.
Ludwig stepped to the side to allow you entrance into the estate. You gave the Germanic man a small smile and nod as you brushed past him. You walked down the narrow hallway using the sobs as your guide to find the Prussian. They grew louder with each step you took on the hardwood floor.
You were just about to reach the door when you heard the sobbing ceased. A door creaked open to reveal a tall albino man with dishevelle
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"Should I be concerned that you are randomly deciding to come outside in the middle of the day. Especially after saying you were going to be busy playing Call of Duty all day?" you asked as your loud American friend Alfred dragged you by your forearm out of your house.
"It's a nice day out dude!" Alfred smiled proudly, breathing in the late June air.
"Now I am really worried," you stated as you squirmed in his grasp.
"Now go stand over there," Alfred instructed as he pointed to the east side of the house, that was now in the cool blackened shade.
"May I ask why?" you asked as Alfred pushed you towards the wall.
"Nope," he smiles as he positioned you. Just like an artists would position their model. "Now smile," he told you, in his hands he held a tiny silver camera.
Reluctantly you smiled towards the tiny silver lens. You heard the sound of the flash go off, but as well felt something wet dropping above you. You glanced up to see a large red pail, balancing on the window sill a few fee
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You tried balancing the handful of grocery bags as you stumbled up to your front porch. Placing some of the bags on the ground you grabbed your keys out of your pocket and unlocked the ceramic door. You grabbed the bags that you had previously placed down. You used your foot to open the door, grabbing the keys with your teeth. Once inside your house, you kicked the door shut and walked over to the kitchen counter.
You let out a sigh of relief as you placed the groceries down. You took the keys out from your clenched teeth and shoved them back into your pocket. You began to unpack the many green bags, placing the items in their designated spot. You were just finishing putting away the last bag of groceries when you heard a yelp of pain coming from down the hall. Placing down the yellow boxes that were you in your hand on the counter; you began to run towards the location of the yelp.
You ran down the long narrow hall of your shared house all the way to the living room. Peering inside th
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"Idiota fratello! I don't-a want you hanging out with that-a potato bastard!" Your friend Feli's brother yelled at him. You could tell the smaller Italian was hurt that his big brother was angry at him, every time you came over Lovino would cuss up a storm. He especially had a hatred towards you for some unknown reason.
"Lovino that is enough!" You yelled at him. "Feli, go train with Ludwig or something I'll take care of your brother." You smiled to the smaller Italian.
"No! Don't-a you fuc-"
"Don't you dare finish that sentence Lovino." You growled as Feli ran out the front door.
"Idiota ragazza!" Lovino screamed at you.
"You think I am an idiota ragazza, and you've known me for so long it must be so." You spat looking up at the amber eyed man. "Still I can't see if the true idiota is me."
"You are an idiota, bella." He mumbled under his breath.
"There is so much you don't know about me, so much that you don't know." You sighed walking away from Lovino and over to the la
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The sound of a basketball being dribbled on the ground echoed throughout the empty school hall. Curiously, you began to walk towards the lonely sound. Shoes squeaked against the floor as you heard the ball swoosh into the basket. You peered through the window of the gym's doors.
Immediately you noticed three guys, passing the orange ball back and forth. You pushed the gym doors open catching the attention of all three guys. Alfred, your best friend stood there with a large grin as he held the ball by his side. Arthur and Francis were fighting, from what your heard it was whether Francis got a letter or not.
"What are you guys doing?" you asked approaching the group.
"We are playing 'orse. Arthur 'ere, is failing miserably," Francis laughed.
"I am not!" the Brit screamed.
"Can I play?" you question.
"I don't know dude, I don't think a girl like you could play with guys like us." Alfred winked.
"Really now? I bet I could beat you in a game of horse." you smirked.
"You really think you co
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You were sitting in the quad of your boarding school. It was a beautiful spring day, very late in the afternoon to be precise, the birds in the surrounding trees chirped a merry tune. The sun was high in the sky and fluffy white clouds painted the light blue sky. The marching band was practicing in the distant, the woodwinds play their beautiful tunes. The strings played alongside them harmonically.
The choir had also taken up residence in the quad their precious medleys blurring together in pure elegance. You smiled to yourself as you sat in the shade under a large tree, contently reading your favourite book. School is over for the week and you had the weekend to enjoy yourself.
Little did you know not to far away in the crowded quad, a handsome young gentleman had been starring at you for the past five minutes.
"Arthur! Dude!" Alfred called snapping his fingers in front of his friend. He has been starring at a g
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You were running down a long cement sidewalk in the middle of January. The freshly fallen snow was all around you and more was softly falling in your hair, dusting your coat in the fluffy substance. Your friend Mathias had told you to come over to his house which he shared with his four other friends, Emil, Tino, Lukas, and Berwald. Mathias' call sounded pretty urgent, so you immediately ran to their house as soon as you got the call. You walked up to the porch of the tall red bricked building and rang the door bell. The door swung open to reveal Mathias smirking smugly.
"Finally, you're here!" Mathias shouted as he grabbed your wrist and dragged you into the house.
"About that, exactly why am I here?" You asked as you yanked your wrist from the Dane's hold.
"It's Lukas! He's horribly ill!" Mathias dramatically cried.
"You've been drinking haven't you?" You asked him.
"Maybe just a bit." He laughed walking down the hall.
"He's definitely been drinking." You heard a voice say from behin
Prussia x LongHair!Reader - Sick DayOriginal title is original. Not. Sorry Reader-tan, you need to have long hair for this one! Human names used. Gilbert might seem a little OOC, but I do believe he has a sweet side I didn't bother writing the accents, 'cause I suck at that. Enjoy!Prussia x LongHair!Reader - Sick Day in Short Stories More Like This
You had no idea how you were such close friends with Gilbert Bielschmidt, easily the most popular, eligible bachelor at your large high school. Most of the time he would hang with a group of the guys from his (whatever sport you want) team, but sometimes he would go out of his way to sit with you and your friends. You had no idea why he did this, but you didn't mind so you just went with it.
Today, Gilbert was ranting about the new girl that had just moved to your high school from (wherever you want). These were the days you hated. You hated when he talked about other girls. You knew somewhere deep in your heart that you had a crush on Gilbert, but you decided that unlike most high school girls who would confess to the most popula