LudwigxReader Valentine's Day I woke up late, as usual on this certain day, with the sun shining in and lighting my whole room up. It was almost lunchtime by the time I opened my eyes. I tended to pamper myself on the fourteenth of February. I never had guys flocking around me to go out without them, so I usually spent Valentine’s Day alone eating chocolate and watching sappy romance movies. Most of my guy friends offered to spend the day with me, but I told them to go out and have fun. I would be just fine on my own. I did have a huge crush, but I didn’t think he felt the same.
I sat up and stretched, listening to the satisfying pop in my back. I stood up and walked to the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator, searching for something simple to eat. I grabbed a container of yogurt and a spoon from a drawer and dug in.
I moseyed my way back into the living room and then stopped as I heard a knock on the door. Who would b
LudwigxReader: Cramps I groaned loudly, clutching my stomach and stumbling out of my bedroom in my shorts, T-shirts, and sock clad feet. I made my way down the hall and into the kitchen. I searched through our cabinets frantically as tears pricked at my eyes. I needed painkillers. Now! I doubled over, groaning in pain and failing to find the painkillers.LudwigxReader: Cramps in Romance More Like This
“Ludwig!” I called desperately, “where’s the Advil?” I heard heavy footsteps as I whimpered in pain. Why now of all times, did my period have to start? I hated it when the cramps got to me before I could get to the painkillers.
“Zey should be in ze cabinet liebe. Vhy do you...” he trailed off as he walked in and saw me holding my stomach. “_______, liebeling. Vhat’s vrong?” he asked, hurrying towards me. I shook my head.
“Just get me the Advil, please. And a bottle of water,”
GermanyxReader: No More I rushed through the door, sobbing and cursing anything and everything. I dropped my school bags on the couch and rushed to the bathroom. I could not believe her! My best friend had gone and started stupid rumors behind my back because she thought I was stealing the lime light. She was the attention hog, and that was just one more thing piled up on top of everything else.GermanyxReader: No More in Romance More Like This
My boyfriend, Ludwig, and I, shared a small house. We’d been together for a little while and decided to leaved our parents; they were abusive, drunk, and druggies. We were renting a small house because were still in high school, and the landlord was threatening to kick us out. We were running low on money and couldn’t get the rent in on time.
On the subject of money, my boss was threatening to fire me. I worked part time at a local grocery store, and I apparently wasn’t working hard enough. I had to juggle work, school, the finances and my homework.
LudwigxReader: Pregnant I opened my door quietly, hoping not to notify anyone in the house that I was home. I’d just come back from the doctor’s and my stomach was in knots. I stepped inside and set my purse down on an in table. I sighed and brought a hand to rest on my forehead. I was happy, thrilled even, but I didn’t know how Ludwig would take it.LudwigxReader: Pregnant in Romance More Like This
I’d been sick for the past few days and decided to go make sure everything was alright. They told me that I was fine and perfectly healthy... and so was my baby. I was excited about a having a baby. I’d been thinking about talking to Ludwig about it, but I just wasn’t sure yet. I’d wanted to make sure he was ready, but I guess it was a little late for that.
“_______?” I froze and my eyes widened. He’d heard me come in. Thoughts rushed through my head about what he might say or how he might act. None of them were very good. What if he didn’t want the child? What if... what
LudwigxReader: Not Healthy “Liebe! I’m home,” Ludwig called as he shut the front door behind him. I walked out of the kitchen, wiping my hands on my apron. He grinned and walked over to me. He wrapped him around my waist and kissed me deeply. I giggled against his mouth and wrapped my arms around his neck.LudwigxReader: Not Healthy in Romance More Like This
“Hi,” I breathed, trailing my fingers along his neck. He shivered lightly and his arms tightened around my waist. As he did so, his eyebrows scrunched together slightly and his blue eyes looked at me, confused. “I made wurst,” I said quickly, noticing his expression and pulling away.
“Schatz (Sweetheart),” the large German mumbled, following me into the kitchen. I looked over my shoulder and saw him looking me up and down. I knew he wasn’t checking me out; he was noticing how skinny I was.
“Yes dear?” I asked as I set
GermanyxReader: The Boyfriend's Brother “Ohh Gil!” I groaned, turning my face into my pillow. Not again. “C’mon Birdie, louder,” I heard the Prussian grunt. I could hear Matthew trying to keep his moans to a minimum and I figured it was for me. I laid there, trying to drown out the sound of my friend and his boyfriend going at it before I finally gave up.GermanyxReader: The Boyfriend's Brother in Romance More Like This
I threw my legs over the edge of my bed and I put my flip flops on. I grabbed a blanket and quietly snuck out of my room. The whimpers and gasps only got louder as I moved into the living room. I trudged to the door and left as quickly as I could.
“Why do they always have to do it here?” I grumbled as I jogged down the apartment steps. “Doesn’t Gilbert have his own house?” Matthew had been dating Gilbert for a while and they’d finally decided to take the relationship a step further… in our apartment. I woke up almost every other night to the same… freaking
GermanyxReader: No More 2 “Luddy!” I called, stretching my arms up over my head as I walked into the house. I set my laptop case down by the door and shrugged out of my suit jacket and tossed it onto the couch. I heard a refrigerator door slam and made my way to the kitchen. “Really Gil? How many times are you going to break into our house? Is it not enough to see me every day as your secretary enough?” I asked, leaning against the door frame. The albino looked up, bottle of beer in hand, and grinned.GermanyxReader: No More 2 in Romance More Like This
“Vell, it’s impossible to resist ze urge since you now live vight next door,” he said, walking up to me and taking a swig from the bottle. I rolled my eyes and turned to walk back to mine and Ludwig’s bedroom.
“As long as you don’t take anything too valuable and leave enough beer for Lud, then we’re good,” I shouted as I slipped out of my skirt and tossed my sh
GermanyxReader: Blackberry Cobbler “Psh! Cooking it for vusses!” I rolled my eyes and looked back to see Gilbert heading downstairs towards his room. “Come get me vhen zis blackberry cobbler is done.” He threw up the peace sign and was gone. I chuckled and looked back to Ludwig.GermanyxReader: Blackberry Cobbler in Romance More Like This
“You wanna help?” I asked, holding out the bucket of berries tauntingly. He laughed and shook his head at me.
“Vhy not?” he asked, following behind me into the kitchen. I giggled and set the bucket on the counter top. “So vhat first?” he asked as I walked over to a cupboard and pulled out a colander then headed to the sink.
“First, we have to wash the berries. I don’t really appreciate bugs in my cobblers,” I told him. He laughed and I giggled at the silly comment. “Could you get the dumpling pot out of the cabinet?” He nodded and pulled the mediu
FrancexReader: Not Healthy “Ma chérie.” I breathed in deeply, grinning at the mixture of smells of roses and other rare perfumes. I squeezed my eyes closed; not wanting to wake up yet, but knowing going back to sleep would be a futile attempt. “Come on mon amour, wake up,” Francis murmured, placing kisses all over my face.FrancexReader: Not Healthy in Romance More Like This
“I don’t wanna,” I mumbled sleepily, trying to turn and bury my face in my pillows. He chuckled lightly and I felt cool fingers trace their way along my face.
“I ‘ave breakfast ready,” he replied, poking my nose playfully. My stomach growled at the mention of breakfast. I finally let my eyes flutter open and I was met with clear, sparkling blue eyes. I smiled up at the Frenchman.
“I’m not hungry,” I said softly, praying he hadn’t heard my belly giving me away. I felt kinda guilty about lyin
AlfredxReader: It's More “_______” Alfred called. You walked out of the kitchen rubbing you small baby bump affectionately.AlfredxReader: It's More in Romance More Like This
“Yea hun!” You looked up and saw Al looking at a piece of paper that was in one hand and holding an envelope in the other. “Is… everything okay?” you asked hesitantly. He looked up at you and grinned that goofy grin you loved so much.
“Yea, definitely. I just wanted to know if you wanted to go on a walk with me,” he said sweetly. You smiled brightly and ran towards him. His eyes widened slightly behind his glasses and he caught you. “Careful babe, the baby.” You kissed his cheek giggling.
“I blame the hormones,” you whispered seductively in his ear. He shook his head and set you down. “Do you wanna go now?” you asked. He nodded and grabbed your hand.
“Only if you’re up for it.” He pressed a large hand to your stomach. You rolled your eye
AlfredxReader: Not Healthy I stopped running as the treadmill underneath me slowed to a stop. I huffed loudly and ignored the loud growling in my stomach. I grabbed my water bottle and wrapped towel around my neck as I walked back upstairs. My sweats hung loosely off my thin form as I stumbled up the stairs. I heard a loud knocking at my door and went to open it.AlfredxReader: Not Healthy in Romance More Like This
“Dude! We have to watch this! I found it while I was looking for an old Superman movie. It looked so awesome!!” Alfred was already rambling as he rushed through the door. I shut the door and felt huge arms pull me into a hug from behind and lift me into the air. I winced slightly as my bones protested.
“Al! Put me down! I’m too big for you to be picking me up,” I said. I heard him snort and he set me down.
“Dude, you’re light as a freakin’ feather. Don’t even try pulling that bull crap. Though, you do stink, no offense!” he said quickly. I rolled my eyes as I
Germany X Reader: Promise MeThe rain, you couldn't stand it. It was too familiar, too close. He was gone, gone and probably never coming back.Germany X Reader: Promise Me in Drama More Like This
You begged him. You made him swear to come home safe. The war obviously, had other plans. The call came early in the morning two months ago. You had been alone then too.
"Hello," the caller had rasped. " Is this Ludwig's wife?
"Who are you," you asked, feeling the fear crawling into your voice. " What's happened?"
"I'm sorry to tell you this, but Ludwig has been pronounced MIA."
Those words had stopped you cold. You spent most of your time either in bed or at work. The sleep and work kept your mind off the fact that your husband was missing overseas. It was like a physical ache had manifested itself inside you. You couldn't even think about him without melting into a puddle of tears. Any food that you ate came right up. You were in hell and you weren't even dead. You wished you were.
What good was life if you couldn't spend it with Luddy? His strong arms kept you saf
Germany X Reader: Hold MeTotal annihilation. That was what you wished on the alarm clock that blared alive everyday at 4:30am. Oh if only you could use the force to destroy that accursed device! Your hand shot out to shut it off and you sighed in relief, closing your (e/c) eyes.Germany X Reader: Hold Me in Drama More Like This
However, as much as you wanted to sleep the Saturday away, your husband Ludwig had other plans.
"Get up Meine Liebe," he rumbled warmly.
You groaned and pulled the soft covers over your head. It was Saturday, and therefore illegal in your book to even move before 11.
Ludwig chuckled and gently eased the cover away to reveal your tussle of (h/c) hair. He watched you pout and try to get the blankets back.
"Luddy please,"you whined. "Just this once, let me sleep in."
When he still denied you, you tried a different tactic. You wrapped your slim arms around his muscular chest and buried your head in the crook of his neck.
"Stay with me," you breathed.
Gradually, you felt him relax and hug you back. His baby blue eyes closing and giving in t
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 me 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
Papa! Russia X Child! Reader: Let MeYou were a ball of energy, an exposed wire. You couldn't even stay still long enough to finish your breakfast. Ivan watched you from the kitchen doorway. He himself was a nervous wreck, though no one could tell. This was it, your first day of kindergarden.Papa! Russia X Child! Reader: Let Me in Humor More Like This
He watched you in your freshly starched uniform. You were concentrating on not spilling any milk on your fresh, clean shirt. You were so cute.
Unconsciously, Ivan felt his memory slip back to that snowy night nearly five years ago. He recalled the brokeness he felt when the doctors said his wife had died. It had been instantly replaced with a seed of hope as Ukraine walked out with you squealing in her arms. That's what you were to him. You were Ivan's sunflower seed. "Are you ready to go (name)?"
You looked up from your Captain Crunch. It was an awesome cereal even if Belarus called them "yellow sugar turds." You smiled, looking at your dad's warm, purple eyes. "Yeah!" You jumped down from the table and padded out to where your boot
Teach Me : Child! Romano x Child! ReaderThe teacher was being stupid again, uselessly trying to rouse Greece when she knew he wasn't going to wake up. You sighed, rolling your (e/c) eyes. Even as a second grader you knew the attempt was useless. It was recess which for Greece translated into "naptime"Teach Me : Child! Romano x Child! Reader in Humor More Like This
You turned your head to see Lovino Vargas aka Romano, scowling at the scene. "She should know a-better than to-a try with that cat bastard!"
"Nien," came a stern, small voice. "Lovino don't swear."
"Shut-a the hell up!"
Your eyes got wide in admiration. You loved how he just said what he wanted. "L-Lovi," you asked timidly. Before you could talk to him, you felt a sharp tug on your (h/c) braid.
"Gilbert!," you screeched. Tears threatening to manifest.
The albino fourth grader just ran off to his friends Antonio and Francis.
"Nice one Amigo!"
"HEY," Romano shouted behind you. "You bastards come-a back here and apologize to bella!"
Gilbert just stood tall. "The Awesome me does not apologize to little girls!"
Papa Russia X Teen Reader: RestraintIt was funny. When you were having a good time, clocks run fast ;when you're bored, clocks run slow; when you wish someone would enter the principle's office and abduct you, clocks seem to stop.Papa Russia X Teen Reader: Restraint in Humor More Like This
Yes, the principle's office with it's hard chairs and menopausal secretaries. Across from you sat another student. You didn't remember his name, you didn't care. All you cared was that he threw a punch, you beat him down, and now you both were in this hellhole. Not to mention they called your father.
No, you didn't have one of those lay around dads. Your dad was certifiably insane. (To outsiders anyway.) Now you waited for the impending doom that would come with his arrival.
"Do you have anything to say, (name)," the principal asked.
"Do you like your organs where they are Mr. Cane?"
The principal narrowed his eyes. Couldn't he see? You were trying to save him! With your dad, Mr. Cane wouldn't survive this meeting. This wouldn't have been a problem if they had let you call your un
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The word rang loud and ugly through your skull.
The clock on your car radio read 7:30p.m. like a ln angry, red signal.
You promised. You promised Matthew that you would be at his show tonight. The ten-year-old boy was counting on you. You pinky swore. Everyone forgot about Matthew.
Except for you.
You went to every event, every game, recital,concert. Hell, you even went to parent teacher conferences. That boy was expecting YOU. Not his father. Matthew was going to be looking for you.
Traffic was terrible! It seemed like the universe was working against you. "Dammit!Dammit!" There was an accident about half a mile ahead and it wouldn't be cleared for about two hours by the looks of it.
In a spur of the moment decision, you parked your car on the side of the road next to a local pub.
"Aye! Lass!," the pubowner bellowed. "Ye cain't park that 'ere!"
"I'm sorry Allistor," you pleaded. "I'll be back for it I swear!"
You ran out into the pouring rain, your feet splashing anxiously i
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_____ hung up and placed the phone on the desk in front of her. She had just had a conversation with her mother in America that she would rather have not had. Her grandmother, her mother’s mother, had passed away that morning. When her mother broke the news to her, she didn’t respond. She was silent for a few moments before calmly asking the date of the funeral. She then learned that it was to take place in two days in America. _____, of course, was not so thrilled about this. She had lived in Berlin ever since she had married Ludwig, which was almost two years now. She had visited her family back in America, but only during Christmas. And now, she was being asked to travel halfway across the globe to attend one of the very things she dreaded most.
She sighed and propped her arms up on the desk, holding her head in her hands. She rubbed her eyes tiredly with the bo
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Tonight's going to be a great night, I thought as I finished getting dressed. I had invited Ludwig, Gilbert, and Roderich to go out. We would eat at a nice restaurant, go a little sight-seeing, and hopefully spend some time shopping. Of course, since they were all men, I wasn't getting my hopes up for the latter.
I heard my doorbell ring and made my way to the door, opening it all the way. There stood the three, nicely dressed. Even Gilbert cleaned up significantly for the occasion.
"Hallo, _____," said Ludwig. "Are you ready to go?"
I nodded, grabbing my purse. "Yeah. Let's go."
Except for Gilbert's rambling about how awesome he was, the ride to the restaurant was quiet. I, for one, couldn't stand it, so I decided to break the awkward silence.
"So," I stammered, not entirely sure what to say. "How's Elizabeta been, Roderich? She didn't come visit, did she?"
"No, she didn't," Roderich replied plainly. "She had work to do back in Hungary. But she's fine, thank you for asking."
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“There’s no way.”
“It’s not possible.”
“Oh, ja, it is!” Gilbert retorted to Ludwig and _____ as they sat in the airport, waiting for their luggage.
_____ rolled her eyes. “Gil, it’s impossible. There is absolutely no way you can put your entire fist in your mouth.”
“Ja, there is! Watch this!” As promised, Gilbert executed the stunt, inserting his fist gracelessly into his mouth, and winning the cheers of his best friends Antonio and Francis. Contorting his jaw, he managed to slip his fist back out and wipe his saliva off onto his pant leg.
Ludwig face-palmed. “Mein Gott. What is wrong with mein bruder?”
“Oh, he’s not that bad,” assured _____, putting her hand on his shoulder.
He stiffened at this, and blushed when her hand remained there. He had had feelings for her for some time now, and he would be confused whenever his heart fluttered at the very thought of her. He had once ev
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"Ugh," groaned Gilbert as he downed the rest of his drink. "I'm so bored!"
"Well, this is your party, mon ami," chided his best friend Francis. "We should do something entertaining."
"Oh! I know!" said Gilbert's other best friend, Antonio. "Let's play Hide-and-Seek!"
"Good idea!" Gilbert climbed onto a tabletop. "Everybody! I've got a cure for all of your boredom! We'll play Hide-and-Seek!"
_____, hearing her friend's announcement, put down her drink and smiled. "That sounds like fun!"
"Seriously?" said her boyfriend, Ludwig, with a raised eyebrow. "Games are for kleine Kinder."
"C'mon, Luddy!" _____ took his hand, making him blush. "We all need to take time to play. Loosen up!"
Ludwig sighed. He could never say no to her. "Alright, schatz. I'll play one game."
_____ pumped her fist in the air. "Yes! Hey, Gil! Luddy and I'll play!"
"Awesome! Alright, peeps! You go hide! Toni, Francis, and I'll be it! Go!" And with that, the Bad Touch Trio turned around, covered their eyes
GermanyxReader - While She Is SleepingAs Ludwig opened his eyes, he was met with the darkened and blurred vision of his bedroom. He felt the warm blankets covering his body, his hands and head the only things exposed to the cool air. He lay on his side, his left arm tucked under the pillow and his right outstretched in front of him.GermanyxReader - While She Is Sleeping in Short Stories More Like This
The German pushed himself up from the mattress, sitting up on the edge of the bed. He briefly rubbed his eyes, letting out an inaudible sigh through his nose. He had attempted to fall asleep for the past two hours, but he just didn’t feel tired. In fact, he felt the exact opposite.
He rested his hand down on the mattress, his knuckles making contact with something behind him. He cocked his head to see his wife _____ sleeping soundly on her side of the bed. Her lids were draped gently over her eyes, and she breathed slowly so that her chest rose and fell at a steady tempo.
Ludwig brought his legs back up onto the mattress and quietly scooted closer, keeping his eyes on his wife. He stared
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_____ rubbed her hands together nervously, pacing her living room in silence. She knew her husband Ludwig would be home any minute, and her head was reeling with ways to tell him her news.
“Aw, man,” she muttered, running her hand through her hair as she thought, a gesture she had picked up from Ludwig. “What am I gonna do? What am I gonna do?”
She froze as she heard the front door being unlocked and pushed open, heavy footsteps coming into the house and closing the door and locking it. She whirled around to see her husband stagger into the living room. She immediately pulled her best smile and said, “Hi, Luddy. How was your––”
She stopped herself when Ludwig walked right past her, removing his coat as he went to the kitchen. _____ furrowed her brows in confusion. Ludwig never blew her off like that, ever. What was up with him? She followed his movements and went into the kitchen as well. She noticed that Ludwig’s coat had been hung
GermanyxReader - While He Is Sleeping_____ slipped back out into her bedroom, silently closing the door behind her. She stepped into the room, and smiled softly at the large man in her bed. She watched him sleep for a long moment, his muscled chest gently rising and falling as he breathed. _____ stood at his bedside and gazed down at him, like a guardian angel.GermanyxReader - While He Is Sleeping in Short Stories More Like This
Of course, she knew she was anything but an angel.
She, like anyone else, had done things that she regretted, that she wished she could take back or erase from the past. But she continued to live and move on––and somewhere along the way, she met the man before her now.
For the most part, Ludwig was unaware of what he had meant to _____. Not only had he been her friend during the most difficult part of her life, but he loved and accepted her for who she was. Despite _____’s rough and scarred surface, Ludwig was able to find the beauty inside. Not the “beauty” advertised by the world they knew, but genuine, unpretentious beauty. B
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_____’s eyes went wide as she heard her boyfriend’s voice on the other end of the phone. It was the first conversation she had had with Ludwig in almost two months. “What?” she said in disbelief.
“I’m coming with Alfred, Feliciano, und mein bruder to visit you.”
“We have a flight scheduled for Friday night,” he said simply. “It should land at your airport on Saturday morning.”
_____ still couldn’t believe what Ludwig was saying, and she blinked several times. She even had the urge to pinch herself, but decided against it. “Okay,” she said, a smile tugging at her lips.
Ludwig smiled warmly, understanding how big of a shock this was to her. “Well, I suppose we’ll see you the airport, ja?”
“Y-Yeah. . .”
_____ smirked. “I’ll wear something sexy.”
“Ja, right!” shouted Gi
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I sighed, knowing that since I was in this predicament I would just have to make the best of it. After a moment of thought, I sighed again and recited my chosen number.
Snickers and giggles followed. I turned around to see all of them trying to hold in their laughter.
All except one, who had a deep red blush on his face.
Gilbert stepped to my side and placed his hand on my shoulder. “I’m so sorry, Fräu,” he said, laughing away.
I blinked at the man I had presumably picked. His face was red, his light blue eyes downcast, and every now and again he would glare at the people beside him, who would then shut up only until he turned his head away. His embarrassment was obvious in his features as he walked toward me. However, it didn’t seem like he was embarrassed because I picked him, but rather that he was flustered from having to deal with everyone’s crap.
When he was only a few feet from my seat, he cleared his throat. “H-Hall
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There was so much of it. It was leaking everywhere. How could I have let this happen? I should have protected him. I could've prevented this. It was my fault.
"I'm sorry. . ."
Gilbert, Ludwig, and I were walking down the sidewalk, talking and discussing where to go. It was just like any other timeuntil a man in a long, black coat demanded money from Ludwig.
"Gimme your money."
"What?" said Ludwig repulsively. "Nein. No."
Frustrated, the man pulled out something from his coat. A pistol. Ludwig pushed me behind him. The man pointed the gun at Ludwig's chest. "You were saying?"
Ludwig hesitantly began to take out his wallet, careful not to reveal his Luger. He tossed the wallet onto the sidewalk near the man, who picked it up and looked through it. The anger in his eyes flared up when he realized that there was very little cashand that it was all Deutschmarks. He threw the wallet back onto the ground and pointed the gun at Ludwig again. "You son of a bitch!" he s
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You sat on your light brown couch, a fuzzy, multicolored blanket draped over your shoulders as you read through the stack of books you had gotten earlier that day.
What else better to do on a dragging Saterday night than read a crap-load of manga in your favorite pajamas, curled up in your living room and watching CSI? At the moment, nothing had seemed greater than what you were doing at that moment.
You lightly licked your thumb, turning a rather long page in your book as you continued to skim the next one. Even though you had started the book not thirty minutes ago, it didn't stop you from being two pages from the end. That's what you loved about manga- no matter what the plot, it always seemed to catch you attention enough to where you couldn't stop reading until you were done.
As soon as you were on the last page of the thirteenth book in your series, your (f/c) cell phone gave off a buzzing sound as it rattled profusely against the table. The little green mint bunny keychain Engla
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"Hey, Germany." You cracked a smile, peering over at the blond german and away from the bright, blinding computer screen you had been staring at for so long.
Italy and you had been scouring the internet for hours, looking for nothing in particular. Just a few moments ago the two of you had found something called 'babynames.com'. It had caught your intrest, so you clicked on it to see what it was about. Just like the name implied, it was a websight with nothing but baby names. At the top of the screen you could look up any name you wanted and see what it stould for, and what gender the name was supposed to belong to. At the bottom, you could look up names under French, Japanese, Indian, Spanish, and so on. The moment you spotted names you could look up in German, a wide, evil smile spread across your face.
"Ja?" Germany asked, looking up from the newspaper he had been so interested in.
"Germany, Devi vedere questo~!" Italy laughed, pointing at the screen.
The german let out a heavy sigh
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A crack of thunder filled your room, illuminating the darkness that surrounded you as you lightly slept. Your eyes popped open, the grip on your (f/c) sheets automaticlly getting tighter. A little part of you knew that it might have stormed tonight. Every night before your father tucked you into bed, you knelt on the wooden chest made by him infront of your window. You liked to stare at the bright moon in the sky, little stars dotted across the dark.
But that night, your moon hadn't appeared, and the little stars that surrounded it wern't there. Instead, gray, gloomy clouds surrounded the sky, the dead trees outside your window swayed back and fourth slightly. You guessed it might have rained, but the thought of lightning never registered in your head.
Now, as you sat in your bed, the covers pulled up to your nose, you were absolutely petrified. It was only when a second crash of thunder filled your ears you darted out of your bed, falling to the carpeted floor beneath you. Tears prick
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You stared at the flickering flame that danced before your eyes, tiny tints of light reflecting in your (e/c), rather annoyed orbs. Today had been a rather special day for not only you, but for your boyfriend, Alfred F Jones. It had officially marked the day that he had asked you to be his girlfriend five years ago, and you couldn't have been happier. Although he had told you he had 'important buisness to take care of' that morning, which wasn't very unusual for him, he would meet up with you that night.
You had said that it was fine, though you couldn't help but feel a small pang of sadness hit your heart hard like a weight. You were a tad disappointed that he would leave you all day to be by yourself when he knew it had been your anniversary. But, knowing that he was a busy guy, you didn't try and argue with yourself, or him, about it, and decided to plan him a surprise dinner that night to celebrate. Everything had seemed to go by smoothly. You had cooked the two of you din
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The two words you had heard so often traveled upstairs from what had sounded to be the front entrance, the wooden door slamming shut as if on queue. This had awoken you from your current afternoon slumber, causing your rather heavy, torpid (e/c) orbs to open the slightest bit. You instantly recognized who the young sounding voice belonged to, which made you stir on the warm, newly washed comforter you had decided to rest upon not hours before. The shout had belonged to no other than Roderich Edelstein, the eight year old child who had just gotten back from his daily scheduled routine of school. He had left at about nine that morning, leaving you no one to play or cuddle up next to for a little more than six hours.
This, however, hadn't been anything new to you, so you didn't quite mind it. You knew that he would return at exactly three o'clock each afternoon, leaving you the rest of the day to play with your owner.
"Welcome home, Roderich!"
You set your disheveled, matted f
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You let out a small sigh, snuggling your face deeper into the chest of your boyfriend Francis Bonnefoy. The sun shone brightly on the two of you from the big, glass porch window beside you, the perfect view of the Eiffle Tower sitting before your very eyes. A bird chirped lightly from outside, the black and blue animal perching upon the porch railing.
Everything had seemed perfect.
You loved quiet moments like this. Just laying in bed, covers pulled up to your waste, the love of your life pushed up against your side as his steady, smooth breathing comforted and engulfed your very being. Closing your eyes, a small smirk spread across your lips.
"Je t'aime." Francis whispered quietly in your ear, the stubble on his chin rubbing across your cheek as his lips met the top of your head, planting a kiss in your (h/l), (h/c) hair. Your breath hitched, the hands you placed on his chest gripping the white tantop he sported tighter. No matter how much you loved to hear those words, no matter how
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She stood out in the crowd, was a little too loud
But that's why we love her
She's not like other girls
She could have conquered the world
Until you broke her down.
You sat hunched in your desk, your (h/c) hair hanging in your face as you wrote on the white slip of paper your world history teacher, Mr. (Teacher's Name) had handed out to everyone in the room not ten minutes earlier. The class period was almost over, and yet you were one question away from finishing that nights homework. Smiling silently to yourself, you read over the next question that was written on the slip.
Who were the Ottomans? You read the question inside your head, putting the tip of your pencil to your mouth, squinting your eyes slightly. Smirking, you jotted down your answer on the line below it.
The Ottoman Empire lasted from 1299 to 1923 as one of the largest and longest-lasting empires in history. It's capital city was Constantinople (present-day Istanbul, Turkey
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First off, I just want to warn you bros NEVER to try this at home. I just felt like writing this because I watched the 'youtubers react to the knife game' on youtube, and could see Prussia/America doing this. In the end, I picked this to be about Prussia, just for the simple fact I could see him doing this more XD This might be weird, and I don't blame you guys if none of you want to read this XD Anyway, that's about it. Happy reading~
"Hey Frau, vant to play a game?"
You lifted your head from the book you had been engaged in for the past five minutes, only to see your albino friend, Prussia, looking down on you with a cocky like smile, his stature showing nothing but pure confidence. Cocking your head to the side, you eyed the giant doors behind him to see if anyone else had entered the still empty conference room. To your disappointment, there was indeed no one standing behind him. Sighing, you dog-eared the corner of your current p
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Give all of us gathered here tonight the strength to remember that life is so very fragile. We are all vulnerable, and we will all, at some point in our lives… fall. We will all fall. We must carry this in our hearts… that what we have is special. That it can be taken from us, and when it is taken from us, we will be tested. We will be tested to our very souls. We will now all be tested. It is these times, it is this pain, that allows us to look inside ourselves.
"Thank's for helping me with this, _____." America murmered, rubbing the back of his head as the two of you made your way down the long hallway that never seemed to end. "It's just that everytime I try to clean it out-"
You nodded, now stopping infront of the rather large door that was always kept under lock and key, never being opened unless absoluetly nesessary. Even though you knew you wern't the one going to suffer the most from opening the door, you couldn't help but feel you
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"Let the world conference convine! Solving all of todays problems by talking excessively! No matter how hard it seems, we can fix anything with enough meetings and photo ops. Feel free to speak honestly while protecting your chances for re-election!" America beamed, raising his hand into a fist clench.
No matter how many world meetings you attended, it always started out with America blurting out the same opening each time, trying to convince everyone that if they could somehow get a giant, geneticly altered superhero to protect the earth from global warming enslaving humanity, they'ed be set. Of course, someone like England or France always had to disagree, causing a huge chain reaction of chaos. You had always sat there next to Italy, trying not to snap. And then there was Germany. You had self control- and so did he- but he was usually the first one to lash out at everyone. He was the type of guy that could get them in line in less than a minute or so.
Sighing, you set your head in
Germany ProposalYou pulled your knees to your chin and hugged them. The late night clouds moved away from the moon, letting the beams dance on your cheeks and reflect off your hair.Germany Proposal in Short Stories More Like This
You glanced a pile of letters on a small table. They were all from your beloved from distance places that seemed to far away. Why did he have to join the army? Sadness washed over your head and you slowly put your head on your knees.
“Bonk” You looked up. “Bonk”. There it was again. Squinting you stood and walked to the glass doors that led to the balcony. “Bonk” A small pebble bounced off the windowpane. You stared at it and then slowly pushed the doors open. The cool winds made the curtains fly and your hair spin around your face. You looked out across the dark landscape and saw nothing, but the shadows of the trees. Hesitatively you stepped out onto the balcony, pulling your clothes around you.
You jumped so badly and nearly fell over. You heard a sweet and
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Germany slid from under the SUV he was working on. The boss was standing above him his hands on his hips and a smudge of grease on his forehead, like all the workers. “Yeah, Boss?” he asked. He sat up on his board, his arms resting on his knees and leaning forward slightly. His strands of his blonde hair fell in his face.
“Want you to meet the new recruit.” The boss grinned and called back behind him, “Hey (y/n) come meet our top worker!”
Germany leaned forward and peered around the boss to see the new guy…. but it wasn’t a guy. It was girl. She walked forward glancing around her. She wore oil green shorts with a white belt, a black tank top, brown combat boots, and her hair in a ponytail. Germany stood up, but nearly fell back down, he straighten and swallowed. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m Germany.” He stuck out his hand, but only after he removed his brown work gloves.
Romano ProposalIt had been a long day at work. Everything seemed to go wrong and go against you. You walked dearly to your apartment door. You put the key in the lock and turned it. The locked clicked open, but you didn’t open it. You stood with your forehead pressed against the frame.Romano Proposal in Short Stories More Like This
Finally you sighed and turned the handle. The door sung opened and you stepped inside. You removed your coat and shoes and put the quietly in the closet. You walked out of the entry hall and almost didn’t notice the roses. They were everywhere, in vases and on the floor. Candles flickered by the windows and on the tables.
“What the?” you whispered. You looked around and on the dinning room table sat a small back box. You frowned and walked over to it. You gentle removed the lid. Inside was another a box, smaller and made with velvet. You heart stopped, it couldn’t be what you thought it was.
You slowly lifted the lid and…. there was nothing inside. ‘What?’ you thought.
England ProposalYou smiled cheerfully as you arranged flowers in a vase in the living room. It had been about a year since you moved in with your boyfriend, England. You insisted on keeping it clean. You brushed your hands off and looked around, everything looked good.England Proposal in Short Stories More Like This
You jumped and looked wildly around. You ran into the hall you were certain the band came from the kitchen. You ran to the kitchen and also most fell over twice. You swung around the door and looked around. There was pink everywhere…then you realized it was frosting.
From one end of the kitchen came a groan, “England!” you rushed over. He was on his back and had a blue bowl on his head. “Are you all right?!”
He peeked from under the bowl, you couldn’t help but laugh at his expression, “What?” he asked indigently.
“Nothing,” you said smiling. “What were you doing?”
He took the bowl off his head, there was pink frosting in his blonde hair and on h
Canada Proposal(Inspired from something I saw on the News a couple years ago)Canada Proposal in Short Stories More Like This
“So you and (y/n) are getting married?” asked America sipping his soda.
“No, that’s not what I said,” his brother said with a sigh, “I want to ask her to marry me. It’s not quite the same thing.”
“So why haven’t you?”
“I’m not sure how to ask her.”
“What do you mean?”
America leaned on one elbow, “You got to do in a way she won’t forget. If it were my girl there would be fireworks, food, the whole sha-bang.”
“A way she won’t forget?” Canada muttered to himself.
“What does she like?”
“Well…she likes flowers,” said Canada slowly.
“Then give her a bouquet.”
Canada sat there and an idea formed in his head he smiled a stood up quickly. He looked around for his coat and pulled it on as
Spain ProposalYou sighed as you milked the cow in front of you. The hot sun above you beat down on your neck. You cow mooed and you glanced up. The familiar face of Spain grinned down at you from under his hat. “Hey (Y/n).” he said.Spain Proposal in Short Stories More Like This
“Hey.” He was your best friend from the time you were children. He lived on a farm farther out of town and came back every few months with crops and other materials.
It was late summer and everyone seemed to keeping married. You best friend had only just been married two weeks ago to the local store owner’s son.
“What are you doing?” he asked, leaning on his folded arms.
“Milk a cow.” You said flatly.
“Right.” He said his face red…probably from the sun. “So…” he said.
“How about it?”
“How about marry me?” You sort of froze up and then started milking the cow quickly not looking at him. “ I k
Denmark ProposalYou unlocked your door and walked inside. “(Y/n) your home!” a familiar voice boomed. You barley had to time to look before Denmark gave you a bear hug.Denmark Proposal in Short Stories More Like This
“Okay, Okay.” You said laughing, “Glad to see you too. Now can’t breath!”
He released you and grinned, “I have something for you?”
“What is it?”
“Close your eyes.” You did as you were told, “Okay open them,” He held a ring bow with a small ring inside. “Marry me?”
“Are you sure I mean…. wait what…your not drunk are you?” your mixed emotions of happiness, confusion, and disbelief came out all wrong.
He looked at you as if to say, ‘really?’ he cleared his thought, “Want to try that again?”
“Okay, close your eyes.” You once again did as you were told, “Now open them.” He ordered. You opened, you eyes and this time he was on one knee, “Will
Norway ProposalYou sat on a stone bench by the sea. The freezing cold air felt like wonderful against your face. You breathed in the salt and the ocean. He would be here any minute. He would, Norway, your boyfriend. Norwegians were nitrous sailors and your beloved had been gone for months. You had gotten a long distance call from him a week ago; he was in his brother’s port and would be coming home today and he had something for you.Norway Proposal in Short Stories More Like This
You sat on the bench, smoothing and your skirts impatiently; you could care less for his gift. The only present you wanted was him. “Come on.” You muttered,” Where are you?”
In the back of your mind your grandmother scolded you, “A lady should always look her best, wither she is in pain or fear she must never show it.”
Irritated at your own thoughts, you pushed them out. Something much more important was coming into view. Norway’s ship was gliding into port and men ran around the deck securing it to the dock.
Romano One Shot (Hetalia)You sat at the local bar, discouraged. Your boss had been even harder on you than usual. You work for a rather large company as the one of the CEO’s secretaries. It was hard work, but you made a living off of it and you didn’t have much choice since you lived on your own. Now you sat sadly at the bar of the pub. This wasn’t the dream life you had dreamed of in high school, working full time and only having the free time to hang out in a pub that was close to work in case you got called in late.Romano One Shot (Hetalia) in Short Stories More Like This
“Can I-a get-a you something?”
You looked at the bartender. He had a brown hair that fell slightly in his face and a rather flat expression. He had his hands splayed in front of him on the wooden counter. The overhead lights reflected off the black of his bartender uniform. You also noted his accent, was Italian or German? You couldn’t tell.
“Well…I,” you tried to say something, it had been obviously a while since you’d been out
School Theme Prussia X Reader"Okay! Everybody you ready to go?" your boyfriend Prussia raised his fist high. He was the president in charge of the Yearbook. You and the rest of the team had just finished, after many tedious hours, finished the album and as a reward the school allowed you and the the rest of the group to go on a small trip. After much deliberation, everyone chose to go the mountains for some skiing and winter fun. Currently everyone was crowded around the van and on Prussia mark piled inside. Prussia sat shot gun and your logical friend was trusted with the wheel.School Theme Prussia X Reader in Short Stories More Like This
After a few hours of you could see the snowy mountain looming over head. Your friend turned down the music and everyone craned their neck to peer out the window. "Awesome, well not as much as me!" Prussia said and turned around to grin at you from the front seat.
"Yeah!" you smiled back and everyone quivered with excitement to get out of the car.
"Aright, everyone out!" your best friend said turning off the engine. Everyone clambered out
Button mashing (GermanyXReader)“You ready?”Button mashing (GermanyXReader) in Romance More Like This
“I was born ready.” You told your albino friend with a smirk which he mirrored deviously. “So be it zhen!” With that comment the match started and you both begun to pummel each other’s character.
The button mashing that commenced would have made even Alfred stare at in admiration and shock. Unfortunately though at the last moment Gilbert’s man kicked at ‘your’ legs, making you fall to the ground and as such you lost.
“The usual stakes?” You muttered with a grimace. Snickering like a happy dog, he grinned and nodded. “Great...”
The stakes you always played with were these: if you lost, you had to take an item of clothing off. Kind of like strip poker, but then without the card game and a videogame in its place. So without further ado, you unzipped your hoodie and dropped it to the side.
Goosebumps spread across your skin like wildfire on the forest floor. The room the two of you were sitting
Shellshocked (GermanyXReader)You sighed as you mentally slapped yourself for forgetting your bag in the meeting room. Not that it was completely your own fault of course, you’d been trying to make sure that Arthur and Francis didn’t kill each other on their way to their hotel room which they had to share to the Englishman’s great distaste.Shellshocked (GermanyXReader) in Romance More Like This
Everyone must’ve left... you cursed as you wondered if the room had been locked up yet. A cheer of success left your mouth as you pressed the door handle down and it went down all the way, not catching on the lock. With a grin from ear to ear you sidled into the room, quickly finding your seat; your bag sitting underneath it with a nonchalant air about it.
“Bad bag! You were supposed to follow me!” You chastised the bag, chuckling at your own silliness until you froze when you heard someone clearing their throat. Spinning around, you clasped your bag to your chest as you stared at your unknown assailant with wide eyes and a red face.
A cake for my savoir (GermanyXReader)Ludwig bit his lip, his blue eyes narrowed at the sight before him. You and Gilbert were on the couch together, looking as though you were plotting something. The two of you were sitting so close to each other that you were practically in Gilbert’s lap.A cake for my savoir (GermanyXReader) in Romance More Like This
A vein throbbed on his forehead as he analysed everything you did. You were laughing for one, the albino’s arm slung casually over your shoulders. Ludwig clasped his fist so hard that he felt his fingernails being marked on his palm.
“C’mon tell!” You said cheerfully, ruffling his hair. “No touchey!” Gilbert joked back, drawing back from you so his hairdo was a safe distance away from your grabbing hands. “Oh hey West.” You blushed and disentangled yourself from the Prussian, making him whine.
Your crush stood in the doorway, gripping the doorknob tensely. “Do that sort of thing in your own room.” He sneered at his brother, striding past the two of you into the kitchen. H
Peeling potatoes (GermanyXReader)You bit your lip, frantically scrabbling with the small knife. You’d been assigned to prepare the potatoes for the next day, but by the looks of it you were going to have to stay the night to finish peeling your assigned batch.Peeling potatoes (GermanyXReader) in Romance More Like This
Sighing in despair, you whimpered as you narrowly avoided slicing off one of your own fingers. Your hands were sticking and slippery due to the spilled potato juice and you were feeling frustrated. You’d only just started working at this restaurant and you wanted to leave a good impression, but so far, no good.
“Right, we’re closing up.” The boss clapped his hands, telling everyone to leave. He noticed you depressedly cutting the potatoes and came over to your counter. “Not ready yet? Hey, you need to peel these properly!” He picked up one of the peels and held it accusingly in front of your tired (e/c) eyes.
“You’re cutting off too much! Ugh!” He sighed, shaking his head. “Beilschmidt!” You
Sick day (GermanyXSick Reader)"Liebling. Wake up, Liebling." You heard Ludwig mutter and you groaned, your head feeling like it was split in two. "Are you okay?" He mumbled, stroking some hair from your forehead. Whimpering slightly, you felt him pull you up into his arms, cradling you against his chest. "I think I'll be okay." You rasped, needing to get to work.Sick day (GermanyXSick Reader) in Romance More Like This
You had an important presentation that day and you couldn't miss it. You felt terrible though. Ludwig grimaced, knowing about your predicament. “Give me a shout if you need me.” He told you and after kissing your forehead he went to make breakfast for you both.
You swung your legs over the side of your bed, stumbling to your feet. You really didn’t feel good, but being the good employee you were you dressed yourself.
The moment you walked down the stairs however you quickly realised you were getting hot. Way too hot.
Ludwig watched as you managed to get into your chair before you fell and bit his lip. “I can always call them.”
German Language (Mr.Ludwig BeilschmidtXReader)You bit your lip, looking away from your teacher. You didn't know why but listening to your teacher speaking German always cracked you up. Maybe it was the way that some words seemed to go on forever, or the way there always seemed to be a 'ch'-sound present.German Language (Mr.Ludwig BeilschmidtXReader) in Romance More Like This
In any case you couldn't keep a straight face as you watched Mr.Beilschmidt make annotations on the blackboard. He was reading a text from your book out loud and suddenly you couldn't take it anymore.
After he pronounced a particularly long sentence you lost it and hit your desk, laughing uncontrollably. "Is zhere a problem?" Your German teacher looked down at you, his eyebrow raised. "N-noo!" You answered, grinning up at the blond.
He cocked his head and frowned at your expression. "I vant to talk to you after class." Pouting, you sighed and nodded at him. The relationship the two of you had was more than just teacher-student.
In fact, he used to be a good friend of your older brother's and he came to your house quite often. When
Murmurs (GermanyXReader)Two pairs of feet aching slightly from having walked around the entire day. The peaceful and steady rise of Ludwig’s chest and the not-so-peaceful swaying of the bus. His heartbeat underneath your ear.Murmurs (GermanyXReader) in Romance More Like This
These were the things around you and were coincidentally also the things that were slowly managing to rock you into sleep. Ludwig’s arm tightened around your waist, making you drowsily open your eyes and smile at him.
The smile that was returned to you was so sincere and rare that it made your face heat up. That smile could be all he needed to use to cheer you up or tell you what words can struggle and fail to convey.
The bus swung around a square that was still done up with the festive lightning. A large ornate reindeer stood in the centre of it, all done up in pretty, twinkling lights that reflected beautifully against the darkening sky.
Though to him, its beauty was nothing compared to the childish pleasure that crossed your face, making a full-blown grin work its way up t
Body language (GermanyXReader)The two of you lay there in bed, breathless in rapture and simply gazing quite warmly at each other. Cotton sheets lay over you both, folds clinging to your every form and curve. Sharing a wide, white pillow both of you just stared at each other in a comfortable silence. His usually so slicked back hair had become ruffled, hanging over his forehead, which he wrinkled too often for your liking, like curtains of corn coloured gold. The lips which generally were twisted in a frown, or held stiffly like he was in the process of sucking a lemon, were now relaxed. The corners of his mouth were even twitched up in that rare smile he only used to flash at you when he thought you weren’t looking.Body language (GermanyXReader) in Romance More Like This
The coarse skin of his palm shimmied down your bare back, resting on your side momentarily before skimming back up to your shoulders. “Ludwig?” You were almost saddened to break the quiet that had descended over the two of you, but you broke it as easily like you’d merely touche
A fading mark (2p GermanyXReader)Lutz’s violet eyes widened. You cringed as you gingerly pressed your fingertips to the sore spot on your face. His knees wobbled and he fell to the floor in front of where you’d fallen. His hands open and empty, he trembled as he stared at his handprint on your cheek.A fading mark (2p GermanyXReader) in Romance More Like This
“T-Tut mir leid.” He breathed, then reached out to you and gently wrapped his arms around you, pulling you to his chest. “Es tut mir leid.” Repeating that single sentence over and over, he buried his face in your neck.
You could feel his trembling and you instinctively cupped his face, stroking the scar everyone judged him on. “It was just an accident Lutz, it’s okay.” You bumped your forehead against his and tried to smile, though the throbbing ache on your cheek made it hard to do so.
You didn’t really understand how or what exactly had happened, it had all gone too fast but in any case all you could remember was this; you were about to walk into the kitchen af
Onions (NetherlandsXReader) RQThe steady beat of the knife against the soaked wood of the cutting board. The sizzle of oil in a cast-iron pan and the fragrance of the rosemary and thyme he’d hung to dry. You smiled as those sensations tickled your senses and you wiped your fingers from some onionskin.Onions (NetherlandsXReader) RQ in Romance More Like This
Tim bit on the inside of his mouth as he worked meticulously, the skin of the garlic making it hard for him to peel off the harder shell. A soft giggle left your lips and you tried to stifle it when he looked up at you in annoyance of having his concentration broken.
Smiling at him apologetically, you started blinking; cutting onions always made you cry. The Dutchman frowned, did you think he was angry at you because of that? “Hey, it’s alright.” He nudged you with his hip as his hands were still pretty wet from cutting the ingredients that were necessary for dinner.
“Ah, that’s-that’s not it. On-onions always make me cry.” You answered, wiping your eyes with your sleeve
Germany x Reader: Love LettersYou were flipping through your Calculus notebook, trying to find the page you had written your homework on. When you finally arrived, a small slip of paper was also there. You lifted the paper curiously, and when you turned it around, the printed words shocked you.Germany x Reader: Love Letters in Romance More Like This
You are so beautiful.
How could someone like you
Ever love someone so awful like me?
You looked around, surveying everyone. You hadn't seen anyone anywhere close to your things for the twenty minutes you had already been in class, and the only ones who had access to your things was Ludwig Beilschmidt and Honda Kiku, but you knew very well that they wouldn't leave little depressing love notes for you.
You were tempted to crumple up the note but instead, you simply tucked it into a random page in your Calculus notebook and started reviewing your homework, making sure your answers were correct.
"Are you okay?" the deep voice of Ludwig said beside you. The German accent was reassuring, and you looked up with a smile and a
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The lights of the entrance flicker as you enter the apartment building. There is a man out in the hall, sitting in an old chair in front of his apartment. He nods a hello at you, but he doesn't offer to help you with all your bags of groceries. In his defense, he's about sixty or so, and his back is humped, and his hands tremble a lot. Besides, you might manage to get up the stairs to your third-floor apartment.
"Hallo, Mr. Pickering," a familiar voice says as someone enters the apartment building just as you start up the stairs.
Mr. Pickering gives him the usual greeting.
You hear a rush of feet before Ludwig Beilschmidt shows up behind you. "Miss __________, do you need help?"
"I yes, I'd be ever so grateful"
He takes all the bags from your hand and heads up the steps to the third floor with absolute ease. You try to keep up, wondering how in the world he can go walk so quickly with nearly fifty pounds of food and supplies for the week.
Ludwig lives diagonally from
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You lie on your bed, looking at the ceiling. It is past midnight now, and you can't seem to sleep.
You sigh and up you go, getting out of bed. You throw on a sweater over your tank and put on some boots over your sweatpants; it's chilly out there, but you're too tired to make yourself decent. Besides, you're going over to a friend's house; hopefully, he won't be too mad. You've never done this before, but there's always time for a new experience.
You take your keys and head out, the pale moon engulfing the sky. The stars twinkle in their distance, and the streets are very quiet, save for your footsteps and the occasional meowing of a cat. The trek to his house isn't very far, and you take in a deep breath before you ring the doorbell to his place.
You wait patiently. About two or three minutes pass. No answer. You ring the bell again.
This time there is a reaction. You hear someone speaking German quickly, obviously frustrated that someone would have the nerve to come here past midnigh
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You sat on the floor, staring at the bottle in front of you. When Alfred had come up with the brilliant idea to play Seven Minutes in Heaven using Spin the Bottle, everyone seemed excited even if it was obvious the boys to girls ratio was…pretty uneven.
You had never played this game before, and you pawed your shirt nervously as you sat down between Kiku and Emil, watching the people around you. You guys were waiting for the two people in the closet—some Canadian kid and that Ukrainian chick with big boobs. Everyone was talking excitedly, and it seemed that only you and the five or so people near the tall, glowering Russian seemed to notice that the tall, glowering Russian wanted to possibly kill someone.
You took another drink. Alfred would be the one to have alcohol at his party, and while you usually didn’t dri
America x Reader: Red String"Hey, dude, you're finally here!" Alfred shouts as he grabs your arm, yanking you into an embrace.America x Reader: Red String in Romance More Like This
Your cheeks heat up; you've been one-sidedly in love with him for nearly half a year. There are plenty of other girls who are in love with him too (and plenty who just want to fuck him), but you're surprised that he pays attention to you. You're way too shy and quiet, and you're terrible at expressing your emotions and you are too much a Grammar Nazi (though you'd never say that out loud in front of Ludwig; he'd probably gas you) and you still can't believe Alfred likes being your friend.
Which is why you'd never confess to him.
"Hey, where's the present?" Alfred asks, his smile disappearing.
"U-um I couldn't think of what to bring "
He laughs and hugs you again. "You should've just put on a bow and called yourself my present!"
You blush. "O-oh okay. Happy birthday, Alfred and Independence Day."
"Thanks, (name)! You should stay my side today, okay? Because, you know, y
America x Reader: AfraidHe was wearing a Superman outfit.America x Reader: Afraid in Romance More Like This
You pursed your lips as you stared at him, realizing he had gotten it from the little boy's section in the largest size he could, and he must have gotten Arthur to fix it so it could fit. He has done this every year since he was a little kid; each year, he was a different superhero, and there were so many heroes, he was set for life. Last year's had been Captain America, and he certainly got many girls fangirling over him and stalking him the entire time.
But this one was so tight.
Your face was bright red, and you quickly raised your eyes from his special area, and whispered, "Um your tights are a little too tight, Al."
Alfred F. Jones stopped grinning and looked down, noticing this was the truth. "Waah! But Arthur he! HE LIED TO ME!"
You tucked your hair behind your ear and shook your head, holding in your laughter as you grabbed his arm. "Let's go, Superman. We have an hour's drive to Prussia's place for the party, an
America x Reader: Almost GoneThey say it can take three seconds to fall in love with someone, but how long does it take to fall out of love?America x Reader: Almost Gone in Romance More Like This
You had been by Alfred's side for years now, desperately clinging to the idea that one day he'd see you as more than just his best friend. After he had brutally rejected your confession in the seventh grade and then apologized that afternoon when he saw you crying on the bus, you two promised to be best friends forever.
But friendship wasn't enough, not anymore. You couldn't sit here and watch him with every girl under the sun but you, living it up like the world would end tomorrow.
You were the one who helped him with his hangovers, helped him keep up in class so he wouldn't be retained. You cooked for him and shopped with him.
In a classic story, the girl is in love with the guy for years, and the guy ends up falling for her too. They then kiss and become the best couple in the world.
This is not one of those stories.
Senior year. It was your last year of high school,
Switzerland x Reader: Flowers and a ConfessionYou met him through his little sister.Switzerland x Reader: Flowers and a Confession in Romance More Like This
Well, met him for real.
Vash Zwingli and you had been going to the same school for eight years now. You had moved into the area during elementary and had been stuck in the same class as him, but he had never acknowledged you. He always kept to himself, sort of. He used to be good friends with Roderich Edelstein, that musically artistic Austrian kid, but they kind of stopped being friends once middle school began.
Over the years, you had been stuck in a few classes with him, though you had never given him much thought, just like you knew he hadn’t given you much thought either.
But senior year was different.
You had been given this random class you had most definitely not signed up for, and to your dismay, it was mostly full of freshmen. You were the only senior there, but you blended in so well, everyone just naturally assumed you were either a freshman or a sophomore.
And it was in this class that you had met little Lili Zwingli. You were a
Prussia x Reader x Germany: Can't Fix Your HeartAuthor's Note: Okay, this is nearly 4,000 words long. That's 4,000 words of not so fluffy romance. Just a warning. Okay, now please enjoy!Prussia x Reader x Germany: Can't Fix Your Heart in Romance More Like This
The sun was too bright. It made your face feel like it was burning and it made your skin prickle. Birds chirped around, and you wanted to shoot them out of the sky for not keeping silent. The crowd around you was silent though, not uttering a single word. It was just the birds and the drone of your thundering of your heart.
This couldn’t be real, could it? This had to be some sort of terrible nightmare you had yet to wake up from! You weren’t quite numb though. Irritation flared through you. You hated everything, the way the sky was so blue, the way life kept going on despite how much you wanted time to stop, to go back.
You hated how this was real. You hated him for being so stupid.
Tears rolled down your face as your fingers let go of the cornflowers, and the droplets followed them to the end of the hole they had fallen into, co
Prussia x Reader: LipstickYou had absolutely no idea why you had agreed to go on this stupid group date thing with your friends. Every time before, you had ended with the lame guy who hated absolutely everything you liked or was too apathetic to give a damn about what you liked.Prussia x Reader: Lipstick in Romance More Like This
Not to mention, the guys were late.
Your two gal friends, Miriam and Circe, were fixing their make-up, and all you did was role your eyes. They were getting way too excited for something that would probably only lead to a one-night stand, if they were lucky.
The three guys finally entered, and in their defense, they were all fucking gorgeous. There was a sexy brunet with tanned skin, a tall man with freakin' gorgeous locks of blonde hair, and there was a cockyyet insanely attractivealbino with oddly beautiful eyes. They all headed over to where the three of you sat, and the brunet apologized profusely, but his eyes remained on Circe, a smile playing on his lips growing enormously when she admitted it was all right and th
GermanyXReader- Just a few MoreYou stand there by the door as you put on Ludwig's jacket, leading him out of the bar. Though he is used to drinking large amounts of beer, you felt the need to just take him home safely. You had been staying at his home for a while to escape from France. Yet you are not a maid nor a worker at his home, you still clean around the house and such.GermanyXReader- Just a few More in Settings More Like This
"The car is waiting outside, we should probably go.." You quietly say.
"Alright alright.. I'm coming." Ludwig turned to glance at his older brother Gilbert. "Can we go drop off my brother first?" He sighs as Gilbert falls into the table from goofing off.
"That's fine with me... I mean it is your car..." Gently scratching the back of your head, walking over to Gilbert, Ludwig following beside you.
"We're going to give you a ride home." Ludwig states giving his older brother no other options in this, he helps him up. "________, let's go."
You nod. "Okay." The thing that was once again getting at you was your height. 'God.. I'm so short.....' you
Teach Me To Play AustriaXReaderYou sit in front of the piano in Roderich's home. He decided to give you free piano lessons. Though you were embarrassed to have to play in front of him, he was so amazing at playing the piano, and you were so... bleh.Teach Me To Play AustriaXReader in Settings More Like This
"Alright, Alright. Now begin Fur Elise.." Roderich walked in as he snapped his fingers.
"How about.. you play it first?" You quietly say.
He sighed. "Fine I shall... But you better be ready to play it when I am done." You stood from the piano bench as he sat down. And instantly the aura around him went from plain to beautiful. The music he would play would just make your heart soar. He was sparkling with talent, and you didn't want to make this lovely sound turn terrible. But that is what usually would get you. You could play this at a slower pace when you weren't focusing on things like that.
You were snapped out of the small daze, Roderich stood and gently brought you over back to the bench. You started playing it, perfectly fine because it was easy. But your gaze went
Relationship Problems, GermanyxReader He wasn’t really one for relationships, even simple friendships managed to confuse him. If one needed an example all they would have to do is look at how he acted around that Italian.Relationship Problems, GermanyxReader in Romance More Like This
No, Ludwig Beilschmidt wasn’t really one for relationships, no matter how uninvolved they were. He didn’t easily converse with people, and more often than not he would rather remain alone so that he wouldn’t be bothered by having to look out for anyone. At least, that is what he often told himself when he had time to think or whenever he felt the need to mutter a small complaint under his breath. However, this wasn’t exactly true.
It had all started with his strange friendship with Feliciano. That excuse of a friendship had made Ludwig aware of just how alone he could be. That feeling was eventually intensified, and that was because a new relationship had bloomed in Ludwig’s life. This relationship managed to confuse him even mo
Baking Troubles, GermanyxReader You hummed to yourself as you swirled a wooden spoon through the batter you had spent a while actually creating. Holding the bowl that contained this batter, you walked around the kitchen in attempt to keep yourself busy. Your bare feet padded across the floor as you continued to stir, letting your mind wander as the stirring of this batter began to become something of routine.Baking Troubles, GermanyxReader in Romance More Like This
You were awake at a ridiculous hour, knowing that you should be sleeping, but unable to. You couldn’t help but to have let your mind wander to other things as you had laid there in bed, unable to go back to sleep. Out of all these things that ran through your mind, you found that what stuck the most to your conscious thought was a new way to fix snickerdoodles, and it seemed that this new possible recipe refused to let itself stay dormant until morning came around. So here you were, slowly mixing the batter.
You would have been humming to yourself, but you were try
Insecure GermanyxReader The beach. Definitely not your favorite place. They could be crowded, loud, and the ocean sometimes too cold to even dip a toe in, and yet here you were. Well, you weren't exactly on the beach yet. In fact, you were actually in the parking lot... in a car, your boyfriend's car to be exact. A towel was wrapped around your form, hiding from both of you how you looked in your bathing suit.Insecure GermanyxReader in Romance More Like This
Your boyfriend sat in the driver's seat, looking at you seriously. "(Y/n)..." he said gently.
"Ludwig I've changed my mind... I don't really want to go swimming..." you said quietly, wrapping the towel tighter around yourself, not letting your eyes meet his.
A slight frown made itself evident on your German boyfriend's face as he clicked his seatbelt off so he could more easily maneuver himself to look at you, cupping your cheek. It took you a moment before you shyly drifted your gaze up to that of Ludwig's usually piercing blue one. Usually his ey
Better Than a Story GermanyxReader You sat, legs crossed, window open, nose in a book. Your eyes scanned the page almost greedily, not being able to put this book in particular down. Action, romance, twists, you couldn't believe how lucky you had been to stumble across this particular series. This book, being the last of the trilogy was captivating your every sense. In fact, somewhere back inside the recesses of your mind, you were pretty positive you had let your tea get cold, but that was of no matter now. Hungrily, you drank in the words as you neared the last few pages of the book, the final book, and you could feel your pulse quickening, your legs move closer to your body as you further managed to curl yourself up in your library's loveseat. The author managed to save it until just now to have the minor love interest fully blossom, thee real plot diminishing. As the pair neared towards the other, touching lips in a way that was described as nothing but extraordinary. Finishing the last sentence, you lBetter Than a Story GermanyxReader in Romance More Like This
Guilty Pleasures GermanyxReader You sighed, crossing one of your bare legs over the other as you watched your rather attractive German boyfriend run around the nearby track. Fanning yourself with one hand, you tilted your head back, closing your eyes, a groan leaving your lips. When Ludwig had told you he would be going out for a quick jog, you had made the mistake of taking him literally. It had been an hour. In this heat.Guilty Pleasures GermanyxReader in Romance More Like This
Your tongue ran over your lips as you leveled your head, raising a hand up to touch the frames of your heavily tinted sunglasses, sliding them slowly down the bridge of your nose just enough so your piercing (e/c) gaze could look over the accessory. You let yourself smirk just barely as you caught sight of your boyfriend. He had taken his shirt off only moments after you two had gotten here, and you had to say that you didn't object.
The track was close to where you sat, the small, paved, oval, sitting only a few feet away from you. Continuing to keep your
Calloused, GermanyxReader In most instances, people would agree that waking up in the arms of their lover is one of the best feelings in the world. The feel of skin on skin contact, limbs tangled together, managing to be so close that you can hear the other's heartbeat gently thumping away in their chest. All of the little things combine together and create a private bliss that can make most people forget about anything. However as Ludwig Beilschmidt lay in bed, holding your frame completely to his bare chest, he wasn't completely at ease as he should have been.Calloused, GermanyxReader in Romance More Like This
You slept soundly, your chest rising and falling steadily as your heart beat lazily against his bare chest. Your breath came out in short puffs, hitting your German's chest. You could look so innocent when you slept, and your innocent face could sometimes ease Ludwig back into the recesses of sleep, but not tonight. Tonight, he was unable to sleep, despite having all the comforts that came with having you so close. His mind w
Mistakes, GermanyxReaderThis is gospel for the fallen onesMistakes, GermanyxReader in Romance More Like This
Locked away in permanent slumber
Assembling their philosophies
From pieces of broken memories
The pen that was gripped firmly in your hand scraped quietly against the paper that sat on the desktop in front of you. Quickly, you scribbled words that you hope might somehow explain the actions you planned on doing tonight.
Your heart broke as you read over what you wrote, pushing the paper aside once you had finished. You hadn't wanted this. You just... You didn't know what you were doing. You gripped the pen tighter in your gasp, suddenly turning in your seat to throw it at the wall, finding that the solid, however quiet, noise it made when it hit the wall rather satisfying.
Crossing your arms over your desk, you buried your head in the cave of sorts it made. You didn't want to leave... Really, you didn't. You were happier than you had been in such a long time, but you knew that it couldn't last. Nothing l
Somehow Perfect SpainxReader He wasn't the type that should notice your type of person. You were normally pretty low key, someone that tended to blend into the background, and normally you liked it that way. He was nothing like that though... He was loud and proud and spontaneous. It was the differences that could separate your personalities that caused you to sometimes ponder just how you had gotten your elegant ring situated on the ring finger of your left hand.Somehow Perfect SpainxReader in Romance More Like This
You sat on Antonio's bed, wearing one of your fiance's shirts. The article of clothing was so large that it could go down mid-thigh, making sure nothing too personal was being shown. Your legs were crossed under you, and your fingers raked through your hair, trying to comb through it before Antonio saw you in your very disheveled state.
You had stayed over late last night, discussing wedding plans for probably half an hour before Antonio had gotten distracted, and when he got off topic, you tended to follow. When
Stay in Bed Mornings EnglandxReader He was late coming home, again. He had even texted you telling you he was about to leave over three hours ago, and then he had texted you back ten minutes later apologizing for the tardiness he knew was going to come. Arthur's boss had been doing this more and more frequently it seemed, you were beginning to let yourself think you never even got to see him for more than an hour at a time, and that alone could hurt even the closest of marriages.Stay in Bed Mornings EnglandxReader in Romance More Like This
You sighed, shaking your head and letting some strands of your (h/c) hair fall in front of your face, resting your palms on the cool surface of the mattress. You had stayed up waiting for him every single night this week and it was taking a toll on you. Perhaps you would just lay down for a quick nap, shut your eyes for just a moment to regain just an hour of the sleep you had lost this previous week.
Slowly you lowered your body down, relishing the way the mattress seemed to hug your body close to it, enveloping you as the comforter
Developing Feelings SpainxReader "It's such a nice day."Developing Feelings SpainxReader in Romance More Like This
The words left your lips happily without much thought being given to actually putting forth the effort to speak. You lay on the grass, your arms crossed behind your head as you looked up at the sky from behind the tinted glass of your sunglasses. You could feel the sun comfortably warming up every available pore of your skin as well as your attitude. The sun could usually make you a little happier than usual, depending on your initial mood, who you were with... At the thought of who you were with, a small smile spread across your face as a small puff of wind tossed your (h/c) hair just, enough for you to feel it.
You felt every muscle in your body relax, your eyelids slipping shut as you sighed in content. After only a few minutes though, you were snapped out of your relaxed frame of mind by a certain Spaniard plopping down on the grass beside you.
Slowly, you opened your eyes, turning your head to look at
Wooden heart (Germany x reader)Wooden heart (Germany x reader) in Romance More Like This
WARNING, DANGER, DANGER SUPER ULTRA HIGH LEVELS OF UTTER FLUFFINESS READ WITH CAUTION. DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE ASTHMA. No seriously, I nearly suffocated from fluff just writing this. ^^
But anyway enjoy <3
You trudged up the stairs to Ludwig’s apartment for his usual lecture and work out you were early today just so he might go easy on you during laps. Italy would no doubt be late and Japan on the very second Ludwig said to be there so you might spend some time talking to him.
You liked him a lot emphasis on the ‘a lot’ part. The trio had been your friend for quite awhile you had met Feli just before that nasty ‘tomato box spirit’ incident and of course Feli introduced you to the axis powers and you got to at least talk with some of the allies.
Ludwig was not happy to say the least he would accuse Feli of fraternizing with the enemy if he didn’t know how eccentric he was.
The door to the apartment was unlocked you turned the knob the door was only
Spin the Bottle (Germany x reader)(Random girl name here) stood shivering like a lovesick puppy looking at the bottle, then at Francis.Spin the Bottle (Germany x reader) in Romance More Like This
“Is she ok?” Arthur murmured you shrugged.
Francis grinned as he sauntered over to a quivering girl.
He gave her a rather intense French kiss, she froze, and just stood there before fainting, Francis caught her in that romantic way they do in movies.
She came to for a second and stared at him for a second, then fainted again, He grinned.
He picked her up and carried her away bridal style.
“Shouldn’t someone chaperone?” you asked, Japan was already hurrying after Francis.
There was a pause and you heard Francis
“Aww you’re no fun!” pouting, Francis stomped back into the room, Kiku close behind. (No I don’t think Francis is a rapist! I just put that in here)
“Your turn Ludwig” Alfred said brightly, Ludwig grumbled.
“I don’t know why I play your stupid games” he knelt down an
Spin the Bottle (Russia x reader)Everyone was staring at the bottle then at Alfred then at Yao then back at the bottle.Spin the Bottle (Russia x reader) in Romance More Like This
“Weird” Prussia stated
“Odd” Francis remarked
“Random!” Arthur said enthusiastically.
Yao looked annoyed as Alfred inched toward him Alfred looked embarrassed.
“You owe me five dollars” Yao said pointedly Alfred turned red and thrust his hands in
his pockets grinning sheepishly.
“Technically more” he continued “but I’m in a generous mood” Lord knows how many times Alfred had asked him for loans and never paid him back.
Alfred muttered something about it all being tied up in investments and gave Yao a half-hearted punch.
“You STILL owe me five dollars,” Yao said, sounding indignant. (Yes people, it is true, I did reference America’s debt to China *bows head* I am ashamed)
America shuffled back to his spot.
Now it was some girl you didn’t know very well. Then it would be Ivan, you grinned at the though
Spin the Bottle (Austria x reader)You weren’t paying the slightest attention to the spin the bottle game going on in front of you, instead your nose was stuck in your phone, and you were checking your deviant-art messages. Your last post was really popular among the masses.Spin the Bottle (Austria x reader) in Romance More Like This
“Hey ____ look” you looked to see the bottle pointing at you. Blushing, you stuffed your phone in your pocket.
“Who spun it?”
“Me” Gilbert said “but I’m not the one you have to kiss.”
“We’ll be right back,” Francis added as, he, Gilbert, and Antonio hurried to the hall.
From the back room, you heard Roderich playing fur Elise; he wanted nothing to with Prussia’s party. Half of you wanted to join him just because he was so handsome! And you wanted to learn how to play piano.
You wondered where the Bad Touch Trio was going; you didn’t dare to think they were going to get Roderich.
The score of fur Elise was interrupted abruptly there was the sound of discordant k
Spin The Bottle (America x reader)"I'm bored" someone moaned, you paid no attention, you were too busy concentrating on not making a fool of yourself while sitting next to your crush, Alfred.Spin The Bottle (America x reader) in Romance More Like This
Alfred was first, with everything, you had known him since grade school. He was first to friend zone you too.
You were at Gilbert’s latest party and the gang was running out of games to play. You had played Charades, Truth or Dare, even Checkers.
Thankfully, you were making some new friends; mostly other girls because you knew all the guys.
“I know!” Francis said “let’s play spin the bottle.”
“What’s that?” You asked, Gilbert and Francis exchanged amused glances.
“This is going to be like explaining the Pocky game,” Gilbert said with a naughty grin.
“The what?” you asked another amused glance.
“Ok, everyone stands in a circle alternating between male and female” Francis ordered, everyone did so.
Gilbert set an empty soda bottle in the center.
Spin the Bottle (England x reader)“But I don’t want to” Kiku said trying to flee. Yao and Alfred caught hold of him and set him in front of the bottle.Spin the Bottle (England x reader) in Romance More Like This
He looked back at Yao “but what if…” He rather jerked his head in the direction of his crush (random female name).
(Me: you put your name there didn’t you? You; what? me? No! Me: Yes, you did admit it! You: I admit nothing! Me: ahh so you did put your name there! You: …yes… Me: I knew it I knew it! You: can we get back to the story? Me: huh? You’ve been reading all this? Man, I have some faithful readers)
“Too bad” Alfred said impatiently just spin the stupid thing Kiku gave up and spun the ‘stupid thing.’ Unfortunately, it pointed toward Yao who was hovering over his shoulder.
Kiku turned and stared at him for a second “I don’t want to kiss him!” almost everyone in the circle face-palmed.
“No, no” Alfred said pinching the bridge of his nose “you
Spin The Bottle (Canada x reader)“Spin the bottle?!?” You exclaim in surprise.Spin The Bottle (Canada x reader) in Romance More Like This
“Of course” Prussia says taking a place in the circle. “It is a party you know”
“Come on ____” Arthur, says gesturing to the open spot between him and the barely noticeable Matthew.
Hell, you had no boyfriend and a crush on Matthew, luck had better be a lady tonight. Last time you had seen Canada was when Alfred had forced him to watch all the Star Wars movies. The poor guy was probably scarred for life.
You cautiously took your place, praying you wouldn’t get Gilbert or Francis. “Ok, the rules are girl and boy you kiss, two boys you punch, two girls you hug, got it?” a general murmur of assent.
Arthur was first he spun it and it pointed at Alfred “shit” Alfred muttered as Arthur walked up.
“I think we can all agree you had this coming,” Arthur said sympathetically. He gave Alfred a harder punch than needed.
Alfred fell back unto the couch holding a bl
Spin the Bottle (Romano x reader)“I swear you will all burn!” Romano screamed, a string of more explicit language followed that little statement. Alfred and Arthur dragged a screaming Romano to his place in the circle he kicked and howled, screamed and cursed as if the devil was chasing him.Spin the Bottle (Romano x reader) in Romance More Like This
They had to hold him, awkwardly taking their own places, but keeping a firm grip on him.
Prussia had some wicked parties but this one was just getting started, you were already drunk, not too much so but enough.
Romano was so cute when he was foaming-at-the-mouth mad.
The girl next the Romano had the spin the bottle for him as he kept trying to kill anyone in close proximity.
“I’m not playing,” he screamed kicking Arthur, his captors jerked him to the ground and pinned him. The bottle spun for a while not in any way affected by Romano’s protests. It slowed and stopped pointing at you.
Arthur and Alfred jerked Romano to his feet, he looked at the bottle, then at you, his eyes seemed to soften sli
(Japan x reader) When he drinks-----(Japan x reader) When he drinks in Romance More Like This
“TEN MILLION BOTTLES OF BEER ON THE WALL. TEN MILLION BOTTLES OF BEER. TAKE ONE DOWN PASS IT AROUND NINE MILLION NINETY NINE THOUSAND AND NINETY NINE BOTTLES OF BEER ON THE WALL!”
The drinking song rang through the bar echoing in grate on your nerves. Sung by ten roaring drunk men, the allies, and the axis powers.
You finished the shot you so desperately needed right now, normally you would never drink because you had loathed the smell of beer. When you were twelve collecting cans for extra money the smell of old beer and gunk that covered your hands was never pleasing to you.
The bartender signaled you “I think it’s time for them to go” he mouthed over the song “need help?” He asked with a look of pity.
You shook your head “I got this” you mouthed. You wearily stood they had dissolved into laughter for they were all so drunk they couldn’t remember how to count backwards.
You inhaled deeply “ATTENTION!
Spin the Bottle (Japan x reader)“You guys cannot be serious!” You cried as everyone got into his or her places.Spin the Bottle (Japan x reader) in Romance More Like This
“You’re completely bonkers!”
“Maybe so, but we are still serious”
“abso-friggin-lutely not!” you said Ivan advanced…
“Ok, ok! Don’t get your prop all in a twist” you took your place. Shouting came from the hall.
“No, I refuse! Don’t touch me!”
Kiku appeared being herded by Alfred and Francis
“You’re mad!” Kiku cried as they cornered him they caught his arms and dragged him forward.
“Ret me go! Err sue you for everything your country has!”
“Everyone plays!” Alfred grunted as he pulled him into an empty space “and you’re first!”
They practically threw him down in front of the bottle.
Kiku pursed his lips, stood up in a dignified way, and folded his arms refusing to move.
“Fine!” Francis said, “Be that way”