Private Lessons: Germany x ReaderYou are cordially invited to
the seventy-fifth annual
You stared at the fancy invitation in your hand, making Ludwig, the one so kind enough to deliver it personally to you and only you, almost anxious enough to dance back and forth, from foot to foot in anticipation. He prompted after your long, deafening silence, “So? Vill you come?” Almost as soon as he said it, he wanted to continue to babble on, to tell you you didn’t need to come, he didn’t care if you were there, but his voice was caught in his throat just looking at you.
Ludwig Beilschmidt had the biggest crush on you, and he couldn’t manage to express his feelings whatsoever. He was practically terrified that someone would steal you away before he ever got a chance to speak his mind, but would never have been the man to take away your happiness in trying to fulfill his.
And you were oblivious. There was no way this gorgeous, ripped, sexy, not to mention wealthy and sophi
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
Dreams RussiaxReader You sighed gently in your sleep causing the Russian who was just beginning to dip into sleep beside you to quickly open his eyes.Dreams RussiaxReader in Romance More Like This
He had just returned home from yet another unproductive world meeting and thrown the sleek covers over his body. It had been a long and stressful day and it seemed that the minute he had walked into the house you two shared, his mood had instantly lightened, but now sleep was threatening to overcome the powerful man.
He had just let his eyelids close over his violet eyes when you let out a small sigh. He loved all your small sounds, from your small sighs to your hums or even yelps of surprise, and they fascinated him to no end, after all, he wasn't ever one for small noises.
Ivan ran a large hand gently through your hair, letting a small, childish smile play on his lips. You almost always made some type of noise in your sleep when you were dreaming. He wondered for a moment what you were dreaming and if
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
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
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
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
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.”
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
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
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
Melodies (GermanyXReader) RQDust particles flecked the smooth black surface, normally cleared of such specks. A long-fingered hand drew some ancient grime off the keys of ebony and ivory. An experimental increase of pressure, a tentative push executed by a pale forefinger drew forth a resonating disturbance of the quiet. Long lashes brushed against his flawless skin, eyes closed in breathless rapture. When he exhaled the drawn-in breath, he shifted forward, sliding onto the worn and buttoned leather cloaking the piano-stool.Melodies (GermanyXReader) RQ in Romance More Like This
Hands hovered over the keys momentarily as though doubting the decades of experience and rather believing in the years of silence. The doubt was trumped a second later, his digits moving with grace unparalleled. For the strings that had been waiting for what seemed like an eternity, finally some music was being played through them, albeit a rather simple piece; not that that made it any less beautiful.
The normally so stern looking German had transformed back into a child once again, a grin s
Steal (GermanyXReader) RQClick, click, click. Your eyes were trained on the metal rungs of the whisk which sounded on the earthenware mixing bowl with each dexterous flick of his wrist. Pale but sturdy arms were sticking out of rolled-up sleeves, the front of the shirt covered by a comically flowered apron. White flour and sugar crystals and flecks or molten butter clung stubbornly to his skilled fingers, not releasing their hold even when he rubbed the excess ingredients from his knuckles.Steal (GermanyXReader) RQ in Romance More Like This
A tentative tapping followed by a quiet crack and down into the mixture a golden yolk went, bringing along its cohort of whites. Again the whisk started its staccato rapping against the bowl’s edge. By this time you were getting bored of the constantly repeated actions, slipping from the high stool opposite the cooking German. You went past him to the large fridge to retrieve the simple necessities for hot chocolate. Ludwig was so engrossed in his baking that to him, when you sat back down on the stool cradling
Puppy Love: Germany x ReaderYou were just trying to give your new neighbor his mail. It was turning out to be more of an ordeal than you had thought. After you had waited a good five minutes or so, you went around to the back door, considering you hadn’t heard him leave. You supposed the mailman had gotten the address wrong with the new name and all, and given it to you instead.Puppy Love: Germany x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
So now, mail in hand, you made your way to the backyard. What you weren’t expecting was to be tackled by dogs. First a doberman knocked you over and growled at you menacingly, then was backed up by a german shepherd and golden retriever. What they weren’t expecting was for you to withhold squeals at their cuteness. You stayed in your pose of submission, and eventually the doberman got off of you. Quickly, but with slow cautious movements, you reached into your bag and brought out a bag of sample dog treats you had gotten for your trip to the animal shelter today.
Soon you were giggling as you had made three new friends.
Germany x Sick!ReaderYou lay back on your bed, feeling the effects of your country's depression taking their toll on you. Your economy was in shambles, your government was corrupt, your people were suffering, and it was all piling up to make you horribly ill.Germany x Sick!Reader in General Fiction More Like This
But you were a part of the Axis now, and you were doing everything you could to stay strong for them. The depression you could deal with. You could brush it off and smile away the pain, to make your allies not worry about you. Now that you could barely move, you were worried. What if Germany, the unofficial leader of your little group, now saw you as useless and threw you out in the cold? You were determined to hide this from the others at all costs.
The comforter around you did nothing to ease your chills, and your house was drafty and falling to shreds due to your economic troubles. Then your phone rang out, and you rose to grab it, taking the comforter around your shoulders. After hitting the button, you coughed for a second and watched the blood s
Germany x Sick!Reader Part IIYou nodded into his chest. Everything was going to be alright.Germany x Sick!Reader Part II in General Fiction More Like This
When you awoke, it was in Germany’s arms. Under any other circumstances it would have brought a smile, and probably a blush, to your face, but you were waking for a different reason. You tore out of his arms with surprising force and made your way to the adjoining bathroom as quickly as you could manage. You tried as hard as you could to retch quietly, and when you saw the blood blooming in the water you thought you ought to wake him. Weakly you made your way to the doorway when you heard a knock on the door downstairs. Germany was still sound asleep. Taking care of you must have really tired him. Something possessed you to get to it and found your boss, drunk off his ass.
“Hey,” he slurred, “you weren’t at your home.”
You stared at him in disbelief. You knew what was behind this cloud of alcohol. Before you stood a cold and calculating man, concerned only with power and wealth.
Ahem: Canada x ReaderMatthew was so sweet. You really loved the poor fellow to death, but he was way too oblivious. Lost in a realm of books and fiction, he was unreachable to you on that level. And you were too shy to drag him back out.Ahem: Canada x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
But you were still trying.
You accompanied him to the library after school. You pretty much jumped at any opportunity to hang out with him, and hoped it didn’t bother him. So there you were, rubbing your bare arms to use friction to warm yourself. Matthew observed this, “Are you cold, _____?”
“I’m fine, Mattie.” you said with a smile, knowing he was the type to worry.
Still, he took off his red sweater emblazoned with a white maple leaf and passed it to you. “Here.” he said. You passed off the blush on his cheeks as the cold getting to him too. Even though that really didn’t make any sense.
“No, now you’ll be cold!” you said, trying to push it back into his arms.
He shook his head, “I li
Forgotten: Germany x Reader XIThank you so much, all of you that stuck through to the end, I appreciate it so much!Forgotten: Germany x Reader XI in General Fiction More Like This
You had horrible dreams. Spiders wove their little webs, holding you back while all of your people burned. They screamed out in agony and you were helpless to save them. But Ludwig was there. He comforted you. Saved you. He loved you.
And then your dreams were back to normal, swirling colors, but through it all you could hear him whisper to you, "Ich liebe dich."
Drifting in and out, sometimes you could swear you were about to wake up. You had to lie there in your comatose state hearing everyone fret over you.
"Anything?" you heard Prussia nearby.
There was a sigh from someone next to you. "Nien."
"You should let her alone, get some sleep. You look almost as bad as her." he joked halfheartedly.
There was no movement. You wanted so badly to reach out and hug them, assure them that you were alright. But you had been traumatized. You and your people needed time to grieve the gargantuan loss.
Forgotten: Germany x ReaderKay, listen up. This is my first reader insert, and it is seriously long. Seriously, it's twenty three pages (one wasted weekend). So I'm going to post the firstish part, and see how it goes over. If no one responds whatsoever, I'll just go sit in my emo corner and draw instead. But if at least one person would ask for more, I would oblige.Forgotten: Germany x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
Don't mind me... just Bleeding Out Colours.
You were cold.
So very cold.
There was a light before you.
Were your people dying? Or was it just you?
"Hey!" his stern voice penetrated through the fog. "Vhat the hell are you doing?"
Oh, was it his stoop you had crashed on?
"Move along, you filth." He had such a heavy German accent. Was that really where you were?
Filth. That's all you were anymore.
He nudged you with his foot, "Can you hear me?"
Your hat fell off your face. "Sorry, man. Just a little frozen. Physically and mentally." you mutter the last part. His blue eyes registered the femininity in your (s/c) face. "I'll get out of your hai
Sexual Tension: England x ReaderWARNING: I swear in this. Get over it, the whole world swears all the time. As I once made an Italian say, “Swearing is good for the soul.”Sexual Tension: England x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
“I take that as a compliment, stuck up bastard!”
“At least I’m civilized, arse!”
“Well, your language begs to differ!”
“Guys, guys, calm down and listen to the hero’s awesome plan!” America interrupted you and England’s bickering.
But both of you turned to him in a rage and yelled, “FAT ASS!” which effectively sent him away to sulk.
I guess all of you must have been pretty boring, and with you taking care of fighting with England, France was dozing off before you screamed. He groggily opened his eyes, calling out, “I disagree with all of you.”
“SHUT IT, FROG!” you and England yelled again, onl
Vild Vest: Germany x ReaderWarning: Explicit language. But nothing all of you haven't heard before, so I don't care enough to put more of a warning on this. And gore. And I kill people. Gee, this is getting good (:Vild Vest: Germany x Reader in General Fiction More Like This
Foreword: I don't know why this is a Germany x Reader instead of an America x Reader, since it's in the wild west and all, but I don't really care. Can't you just see Germany loosening up, riding a horse, wind ruffling his hair? Hell, I've seen a weird one where Germany was a lifeguard. I suppose it might be because in hell the police are German, but who can explain the logic of the early hours... This is just how I imagined it in my head at some ungodly (*cough-cough* says the atheist...) hour lying in bed one morning (which was probably just sometime in the afternoon...). I'm trying new villains this time too (I've done Russia (kind of...), America, America again, disease, and depression...). All I could think of while trying to make France evil was him going "Smack, smack, smack," on Italy's
Germany x Neko!ReaderWarning: There are swears. But nothing you haven't heard before. I mean, you watch Hetalia... I hope... This is going to be weird. Like, near crack ff, okay? So... um, yeah. I warned you! Deal with my preposterousness! (Big words ftw!)Germany x Neko!Reader in General Fiction More Like This
You had an interesting past. Your father was a Cheshire cat. And he had befriended the personification of the United Kingdom, known by most as England, but to you he was your friend Arthur Kirkland. He had been like an older brother to you. Your mother had fallen for the crazy cat, and her name was Athens, the city's personification. Granted, it was weird [me: weird? Try fucked up. What's wrong with me?], but both England and Greece were interested in what would happen. So with a little bit of Anglo-Saxon folklore, and a sprinkle of Greek mythology, you, a half human half Cheshire Cat, were born from your father's head. It was like Athena being born from Zeus's head, except you weren't fully clad in battle gear. You were however, fully clothed, had your
2p!America x Sick!ReaderAl knocked on your apartment loudly, calling out as well, “Yo! _____! Come out and play, I’m bored!” He waited with a bit of a smile, thinking about you getting mad about how he only ever came over when he got bored or some stupid shit. But you took twice as long to answer, and his hand started to protest at his exuberant hammering on the door.2p!America x Sick!Reader in General Fiction More Like This
You opened the door a crack and said, “Go away.” Then you just started to close the door once more. And you would have closed it completely, had Al not stuck his rather large combat boot in between the door and the frame.
“Woah, did I really piss you off that bad, doll?” he asked, wondering what he’d done to deserve such harsh treatment.
Then he saw you. You were huddled up in a large blanket, cheeks and nose slightly red and otherwise very pale. “Al,” you said, trying to be stern and failing in such a condition, “go away.” It seemed as though you had caught that seasonal
Germany x Reader: By the Book"________!" someone called loudly across the break room, causing you to wince at the harsh tone. What did I do this time? you wondered as you turned around to face the source of the outburst- a tall German man named Ludwig; a close friend of yours but not terribly forgiving when he noticed a mistake.Germany x Reader: By the Book in Romance More Like This
"Y-yes?" you replied timidly as he stalked over to you. He noticed the intimidated look on your face and instantly seemed taken aback, rearranging his stern features into an awkwardly forced grin.
"H-hallo ______, I didn't mean to startle you... erm, can I, ah, ask you something?"
Pinpoints of sweat were gleaming on his brow, and you watched him puzzledly. "Of course, Ludwig. What can I help you with?"
Sighing briefly through his nose, he looked away and awkwardly ran his fingers through his slicked-back blonde hair. "I-I vas vondering if maybe you vould like to come... out... for a cup of coffee vith me sometime!" he finished on a triumphant note, the bright smile still painfully p
Romano x Reader: Cleaning Up*Warnings: Mild language and... fluff... //shot*Romano x Reader: Cleaning Up in Romance More Like This
"DAMMIT!" you screamed in dismay as tomato sauce splattered all over you and the kitchen counter. Romano walked up behind you, clicking his tongue in disapproval.
"Now now, _____, a ragazza shouldn't be using that kind of language," he chided, his voice rising and falling melodically with his strong Italian accent. Your face began to burn, and you stuttered as you tried to explain yourself.
"W-well, that's what I get f-for hanging around you too much," you retorted weakly. He chuckled, his golden eyes leering at you. After holding your gaze silently for a few moments, he turned to survey the bright red mess you had made.
"And this is what I get when I decide to let you try and make pasta," he mused, his hands on his hips. You hid your tomato-ey hands behind your back and stared at your feet.
"Look, I'm sorry, okay? I-I wasn't trying to waste all those tomatoes..." Your voice started out with a defiant tone but grew very soft and t
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You glanced over your shoulder towards your Canadian friend, who was walking slightly behind you with his hands jammed tensely into his coat pockets. "Yeah, Mattie?"
He swallowed nervously, and then blurted, "When faced with a cold climate there's no substitute for body heat so wanna warm me up?"
You stopped walking and turned, open-mouthed, to your quiet and reserved Canadian friend. "Do I what?"
Matthew was a blushing mess, rubbing the back of his head and stuttering awkwardly. "Ah, that is... wanna play with my hockey stick?" He slapped his forehead. "Ugh, that wasn't any good either! Hold on, how about... uh, c-can I slip one past your goalie? Wait, no...!"
You stared at him in disbelief. Matthew was one of the sweetest, shyest, and most respectful boys you knew- so this behavior was extremely out of character for him.
Seemingly oblivious to your shock, he seemed to be mustering up the courage to make another attempt. "Hold on, let me try again." He cleared h
Romano x Reader: Flattery"CHIGIII~!"Romano x Reader: Flattery in Romance More Like This
"Romano's home~" you observed, nodding in unison with the coppery kitten that you were curled up on the sofa with. You were at the Vargas' house, waiting for your friend Feliciano to come back from a "date" with Ludwig. The man in question (Romano) stalked into the house, slamming the door with such force as to rattle the windows, muttering under his breath.
"Hi to you too," you murmured as Romano stomped straight into the kitchen and started banging pots and pans around.
"I hate that stupid potato jerk!" you heard him raging, most likely to himself but definitely loud enough for everyone and anyone in the area to hear. "That stupid German should just die! It's always 'Germany this, Germany that~!' and it makes me sick!" he screamed. There was a loud BONG as a particularly hefty pot dented the side of the fridge. You winced, and the greatly perturbed kitty snuggled deeper into your arms.
"D-don't I have good qualities too?!" Romano wailed, tears in his voice- something that
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From underneath your cozy blanket, you could distantly hear the sound of a door sliding open and closed. "Tadaima,"  your husband called softly, his quiet voice muffled even m
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Several blonde heads spun around from their focus on the contents of the bar in front of them, only to be greeted by the sight of a [h/c] girl staggering around the room on the arm of a flustered Belgian. Bella was obviously struggling to contain her totally inebriated friend, who was lurching determinedly towards the group of Scandinavian men at the bar. Berwald was emanating a sinister aura as he hunched darkly over his glass, with an unconscious Tino slumped over the counter beside him. Lukas and Emil seemed to be engaged in another sort of passive-aggressive dispute, exchanging slurred quips over their freshly refilled drinks. Mathias, beer in hand, had swiveled appreciatively around on his stool to face the oncoming spectacle head-on. Several other familiar faces were having a drink as well, including the German brothers, two tipsy Italians, and a good number of the allied forces.
Alarm flashed across Bella's face upon sighting the large numb
China x Reader: Shots"Aiyaa! ______, did you hear about the immunizations we have to have before the fall, aru?" your best friend Yao whined into the phone.China x Reader: Shots in Romance More Like This
"I know!" you replied, your voice choked with tears. "I hate shots! It's not fair! My mom's dragging me to get them done tomorrow!"
"No way, mine too! It's a conspiracy, aru!"
. . . . . . . . . . . . . .
And so the next day, the two of you found yourselves standing in front of the looming building of your local doctor's office.
"I don't wanna, aru," Yao whimpered, clutching your arm. "Mama made me leave Shinatty-chan at home, aru!"
You had to smile, despite your matching anxiety, at the thought of of your friend's fluffy cat plushie (complete with a shiny red bow). At least he had worn his snuggly Pikachu sweatshirt instead, so he could burrow deep into the hood and not lose an ounce of comfort. You had followed his example, and worn your own plushy Hamtaro sweater.
"Come on, Yao," you said, gently tugging on his hand. "We have to go in sometime..."
Prussia x Reader: I'm With Awesome!"Looks like you lost, ______~ Time to pay up, like you said you vould! Kesesesese~!"Prussia x Reader: I'm With Awesome! in Romance More Like This
You groaned, slamming your head down onto the table. Talk about humiliating- you had actually gone up against Gilbert, your class's rambunctious German student, in a series of dares to see who was the more "awesome". Gil was well convinced of his own "awesomeness" and insisted on ranting and raving about it on a daily basis. You had finally gotten sick of it (despite how cute you secretly thought he was, he had a tendency to annoy the heck out of you) and declared a contest to settle the dispute once and for all. Was Gilbert Beilschmidt really the most awesome person, or was ______?!
Apparently, it wasn't you.
You were already trying to block your failure out of your traumatized mind, burrowing your face into your arms and trying to ignore the incessant, annoying laughter of the German hovering above you. It hadn't even been a fair contest- the final round had all depended on winning the love of a chic
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Your fifteen-minute morning break had just begun, and of course, you immediately pulled out your sketchbook and plopped down on a nearby bench, picking up a pencil and soon becoming completely lost in your own world. Tuning out all the chatter around you, you ignored the snack in your pocket in favor of finishing a drawing you had started earlier on the bus. In fact, it was a fanart of your favorite character from [fav anime]. Unfortunately, there weren't many other students at your school who watched anime.
You sat there, sketching away peacefully and minding your own business, when suddenly a wad of paper hit you in the head.
"Ow," you mumbled, rubbing your head and glancing around for the person who had tossed it.
"Dude, you idiot!" shouted a loud, slightly accented voice.
"Yeah, you hit an innocent frau!" ...frau? Da heck?
A guy with sandy blonde hair and glasses came loping up to where you sat. You actua
England x Reader: Tennis"There you go, love, that's it!" Arthur called encouragingly as you served over to him. He returned the bright yellow ball with ease, and you scrambled to reach the far corner of the court where it landed. Using a backhand, you managed to hit it back- but unfortunately, your aim was quite off and the ball landed several feet out of the alley.England x Reader: Tennis in Romance More Like This
You set down your racket to mop sweat off of your forehead. When your school tennis coach had said a little bit of one-on-one training time might be in order, you had no idea she meant a private lesson with this cute, older, undeniably BRITISH boy you barely knew!
Of course, the fact that you barely knew him certainly didn't stop you from crushing on him. After all, who wouldn't? He was smart, charming, polite, and all-around adorable; even his bushier-than-average eyebrows. His dazzling green eyes and cutely mussed blond hair, combined with his dreamy accent, made you want to melt!
So of course you didn't want to make a hot, sweaty fool out of yo
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The sound of a door creaking open resonated within the walls of the large house, followed by the sound of rustling clothes and a sigh. "I'm home," Ludwig called out gruffly, not even bothering to take off his jacket—instead, he just settled for unbuttoning it, before making his way to his room and collapsing onto his waiting bed.
Ears perking as you heard Ludwig return home, you abandoned your task at hand, which had been folding his clothes, and approached his bedroom.
You had been Ludwig's house maid for a while now; after having been short of money, all thanks to your father, you had started to search for a job. For months you were unable to find one; the most common reasons being that someone had already applied, or you just didn't like the job at all. Redemption came in the form of a phone call, though, as the strict German had called you in request that you'd be his house maid. Apparently he was busy, and needed someone at his house for a few months to cle
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"Yes, vhat is it, _____?"
"How do you say 'I love you' in German?" you asked curiously.
For the most oddest reason a faint blush coated Ludwig's cheeks as he cleared his throat.
"Vhy ask, _____?" Ludwig questioned. "Are you planning to confess to someone?"
A noticeable blush spread across your cheeks as you averted your eyes from Ludwig's baby blue ones. "Maybeee " you said, drawing out the 'e' as you fiddled with your fingers.
A flicker of jealousy flashed across Ludwig's face, but he hid it as your eyes landed on his once again.
"So, can you tell me?"
Ludwig sighed. "Sure, _____."
You grinned. "Thanks!"
"Okay," Ludwig started," Try saying 'Ich'."
"Um ich ?" you said uncertainly, making it sound like 'itch'.
"No, no. Make it sound like 'Eek'," Ludwig explained. "Try it."
"Okay, so it's ich
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"Luddy, Luddy! Look what I made for you!"
Your younger form clambered over to the blonde German, a makeshift flower necklace held in your hands.
It had been your personal goal to, at least some point in your life, find a flower that matched your German friend's sky-hued orbs. Of course, you hadn't told him of this goal; you tried your best to keep it a secret, so it'd be a surprise once you finally did find the right flower and gave it to him.
Okay, maybe it wouldn't be much of a surprise when a friend shows up and gives you a makeshift flower necklace, saying that it matches your eyes... but you hadn't really thought it through during your young stage in life. You liked flowers, anyways, so why not?
"Vhat is it, _____?"
"Wait! Don't move, Luddy!"
Holding the necklace next to Ludwig's face, which was full of confusion, a pout crossed your face. "Darn it! The blue tulips are too dark!"
"Vhat are you trying to do, _____? Do you need any
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It was startlingly late at night when your eyelids shot open, your vision temporarily blurred from grogginess as your phone’s ringtone blared from your nightstand.
Propping yourself up into a sitting position with a groan, you rubbed your eyes. “Really?” you croaked, irritation evident in your words as you reached out for the device. “Why is someone calling at this ungodly hour?”
Attempting to glance at the caller ID to see who was calling, you squeaked once your eyes were met with the bright screen of your phone, instantly causing you to reel back and wait until your eyes adjusted to the sudden change in light. “I swear, if this is Alfred calling to come over because of some scary movie he watched, I’m going to push him into a lake,” you muttered, reclining onto your headboard with a sigh.
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I love you.
Those three words haunted you as you lied in your bed, your mind playing out any possible scenarios that might transpire once you've uttered them to your best friend/crush—Alfred Jones. The self-proclaimed 'hero', Alfred was probably the most lovable and funny person you had ever encountered.
He was super handsome, too... not that you'd ever say that out loud.
Banging your head against your pillow, you let out a strangled cry. "For Pete's sake, why is this keeping me up for so long?!"
You had been mulling over this for quite a while now, and your clock read 11:30 PM. At this rate, you were going to show up at Alfred's house tired, and you didn't want that!
You sighed, rolling over onto your stomach. This had all started out with a stupid threat from Francis, who was intent on bringing you and Alfred together. It was either confess to Alfred, or have Francis show him your diary in which you spilled out all of your feelings into.
How he had gotten a
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Ludwig was a cute sleeper.
You’d give him that.
With his peaceful expression and soft snores, he resembled a giant, huggable teddy bear; the fact that his hair was down didn’t help too much either, because it only seemed to add to the adorable look.
Nonetheless, even if he did resemble a teddy bear, he definitely wasn’t acting like one – on the contrary, it was you who was acting like a teddy bear.
“I’m so thirsty,” you whined pitifully, squirming around in Ludwig’s strong hold. “Lemme go, Luddy! Wake up! I wanna get some water!”
The German didn’t even move, earning yet another whine from you.
For ten minutes you’d been trying to escape Ludwig’s arms, yearning for a nice cup of water to quench your thirst; however, much to your chagrin, Ludwig had a bad habit of cuddling in his sleep.
Well, you wouldn’t really call it bad – if anything, you enjoyed being cuddled by the
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Ring ring ring
Ring ring ring
"Mmmph... stupid sounds, why won't you shut up...?"
Ring ring ring
"Five... more minutes..."
Ring ring ring
"Okay, okay! I'll get up if you just shut up already, stupid clock!" You cried before realizing you had been talking to an inanimate object. Sighing to yourself, you pressed the off button on your alarm clock and held your face in your hands.
"I honestly wonder sometimes if I'm going mad..." You mumbled, shaking your head. As you groggily tried to rub the sleep out of your eyes, a sudden voice caught you off guard.
"Vee~ _____, you're finally up! I was wondering when you'd wake up, bella!"
Feliciano poked his head through your bedroom door before he bounced over to your bedside, his curl seeming to bounce with each stride that he took.
"Oh, hey Feli," You said with a yawn. "Mm... I'm tired..."
It took you another five seconds to finally comprehend what was happening at the moment.
Feliciano was here
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Ludwig was sure he’d studied the book to the point where he could recite it word for word, so why, just why did he feel so nervous?
Skimming through the thin pages once more, the German sighed before setting it down, blue eyes glancing at the title in neat font before sighing once again.
A Guide to Relationships: Boyfriend Edition
There was no way he could let anyone know that he’d been reading from this book – and not to mention, taking several notes on it – all because of a girl.
But let’s face it, the girl was you and Ludwig refused to give you anything less than perfection.
Thus, he bought the book for a cheap payment of fifteen dollars.
Well, perhaps it wasn’t that cheap, but that wasn’t going to stop him from impressing you.
But dear god was he embarrassed when the old lady at the cashier giggled and winked at him before wishing him good luck.
Too engrossed in his thoughts, Ludwig jumped slightly when he
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Matthew was never one to be jealous. Ever. But, when it involved you and another guy, that was a different story. Especially when said guy was his own brother.
To be honest, now that Matthew looked back at it, it seemed as though he was the one who was making such a big deal out of it. You and Alfred had hugged. So what? It was only a hug. You guys were just friends, after all... right?
But Matthew wanted your hugs to be only for him, no matter how selfish it sounded.
He wanted to be the only one who received your affection.
He wanted to be the only one you loved.
But what was he saying? You and Matthew were just friends, and Matthew could never scrape up enough courage to confess to you. He was just the quiet, practically invisible Canadian boy at school. You were pretty. You were kind. You were smart, you had a plethora of friends, you were outright amazing. In Matthew's eyes, it seemed as though you were way out
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"Jeez, Britain! How come you're so lame nowadays, dude?"
'Lame? I was the person who raised you, you bloody git! Show some respect!'
"Ohonhonhon~ I agree with America, ma chérie! You're quite a softie now, non?"
'Why you bloody frog!'
Comments like these filled the meeting room, where the World Conference was supposed to be held; but of course, a meeting with the various countries practically spelled out 'trouble.' In every meeting, at least some sort of chaos ensued.
Today's topic? England's apparent 'weakness' and 'lameness.'
If it weren't for him being a gentleman, he would've immediately belted out every snappy thought that crossed his mind as comments about him were made; actually, he would've, gentleman or not. But, he had promised _____ to not get into any trouble, and he intended to keep that promise.
Though, that was proving rather hard at the moment.
As America and France teased him about
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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
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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Ludwig sighed as he pushed his paperwork aside. He was exasperated with himself. He had tried so hard that afternoon to finish all of his (and Gilbert’s and Feliciano’s and Kiku’s and Lovino’s) paperwork, but he just couldn’t seem to get _____ out of his mind. They had been dating for over a year now, but they had been together for only a few months of that. They had gone almost two months without seeing each other, and today made it even worse.
Why would today be any different, you ask? Simple: It was Valentine’s Day.
Every couple on the planet was together on this day––all except one. Ludwig looked at his calendar, then at the picture of him and _____ on his desk. He felt a small pain in his chest as he gently touched the picture with his fingertips. He missed _____. He wanted to see her again. Not some silly photo, but her. He wanted to see her smile at him. He wanted to hold her in his arms again. He wanted to feel her lips again. He
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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
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[Author’s Note: This story contains some sexual content. I didn’t think it had quite enough to slap a warning on it, so I’m putting a small one here. You’ve been warned!]
“Francis, I need a favor.”
Francis looked down at _____ and said, “Oui? What is it?”
_____ took a deep breath, her cheeks turning a light shade of pink. “Well, um. . .since Ludwig and I are getting married this week. . .he’s probably going to have a bachelor party––or, maybe Gil’s going to make him go to one.”
“Oui. Go on.”
She rubbed the back of her head, taking a sudden interest in her shoes. “And, um. . .well, I’ve already decided I’m not going to have a bachelorette party, so. . .I’d like to do something for Ludwig at his party.”
Francis blinked. “Isn’t it bad luck to see each other twenty-four hours before the wedding?”
_____ waved her hand in dismissal. “Nah
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_____ sighed as she pulled into the student parking lot. It wasn't because she would suffer from a boring day at school. No, she would be suffering from the lovely hell that is band camp. She played the clarinet in her high school marching band, which meant that band camp was mandatory.
'At least this is my last year of it,' she thought, climbing out her car. This was her senior year, which, in marching band, came with two perks (excluding the obvious seniority): being section leader and only having one more year of band camp.
When _____ turned around, another car parked right next to hers, being very careful not to hit her. The car parked, and out climbed Alfred, Feliciano, Gilbert, and Ludwig.
_____ smiled as they came toward her. "Hey, guys," she said. "Thanks for coming. We could use all the help we can get out here."
Feliciano smiled brightly and waved at her. "Ciao, sorella!"
"Are you ready for this?" said Alfred, wrapping an arm around _____'s neck.
In turn, she wrapped an arm a
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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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
Germany x Reader: Just a LittleAN: This is not really fluff. Well, it is, technically, but don't expect something cutesy and innocent. Just, please. Slightly mature in the middle.Germany x Reader: Just a Little in Romance More Like This
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
Germany X Reader: AstraphobiaGermany X Reader: Astraphobia in Romance More Like This
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
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,
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
Canada x Reader: JealousYou wait anxiously at the airport, biting you lip as you look up at the flight board. It tells you that the airplane from Ontario, Canada is due to arrive in a quarter of an hour, delayed by some nasty weather.Canada x Reader: Jealous in Romance More Like This
You are waiting for your childhood best friend, Matthew Williams. He is the half-brother of the most annoying guy in the world, Alfred F. Jones, and he lives in Canada with his father while Alfred lives here in the United States with their mother. Al's the older one.
But Matt's the sweeter one. He's so quiet and innocent and cute, and no one ever notices him but you, of course.
Every summer vacation, he comes down here for two weeks to spend time with his family (his mother and Al) and with you.
He's your best friend.
You play with the hem of your shirt, twisting it back and forth as you impatiently wait. You shift your eyes to Alfred who is standing in front of a McDonald's that is inside the airport, ordering food for the both of you. Their mother has to work, so she can'
Denmark x Reader: SweeterThe the sun is so bright you find yourself thinking as you open your eyes to the white sky as your heart pounds against your skull. Your body hurts terribly. And why does it smell like a Danish?Denmark x Reader: Sweeter in Romance More Like This
Fear creeps throughout your body, and you shoot up, realizing that the "white sky" is the ceiling and the bright sun is only coming in through the windows thrown wide-open. And the aroma of apple Danish is coming from the kitchen but it isn't your kitchen. You're not even in your own room, your own house.
And your head hurts. You've only once ever experienced this crappy feeling, and with the lack of memories of last night, your assumptions are confirmed: this must be a hangover.
As you take in the room, you instantly know where you are when you peer around the messy room, and then you throw the covers off your body to make sure you are still fully-clothed.
You're not. You're wearing your panties and bra, but you're also wearing a large, oversized T-shirt, and
Canada x Reader: Nice Guys Finish LastYou look up when Matthew Williams enters, smiling. You've had a crush on him for the longest of times, but you're way too shy to tell him that. Besides, he doesn't seem interested in you. He's really nice to you, but that's only during the rare occurrences of him actually talking to you. Besides, you already have a boyfriend; he's the ever so stoic Berwald Oxenstierna who seems like he can't give you the time of day.Canada x Reader: Nice Guys Finish Last in Romance More Like This
No one ever notices Matthew, but the funny thing is that you'd wish he'd notice you.
You're just an afterthought to him, the person he bumps into in the middle of the road by accident.
So you lower your gaze, letting your smile fade.
This is why you're with Berwald; he asked you to be his girlfriend, and since you're never going to get Matthew to ever notice you, at least romantically, you told yourself to move on and date him.
Too bad Berwald spends more time with Tino Väinämöinen, his best friend, and he doesn't even text you or call you or visit but once
Finland x Reader: I Need to LoveYou met Tino Väinämöinen the first day that you began moving into your new home, the first day of spring. He greeted you with a bright smile, brighter than the potted daffodils you had brought from your parent's house, and he offered to help you. You normally never trusted strangers, Tino appeared so friendly, you ended up caving in and letting him help you.Finland x Reader: I Need to Love in Romance More Like This
And honestly, for such a cute face, Tino was strong. He often helped you around your home, and he would call his four other brothers in case you really needed help, like when you decided to landscape your house that same summer. The project had taken quit a few weeks, but it had been so much fun, you hadn't minded the longevity or when the three days of rain had made your entire yard muddy for the next week and a half. However, with the five of them, plus you, your yard ended up being the prettiest in the entire neighborhood.
That was also the summer when you fell in love with Tino.
At least, that was what you thought it was.
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.LudwigxReader Valentine's Day in Romance More Like This
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: 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
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.
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
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
CanadaxReader: Not Healthy! I walked down the street, trying not to fall asleep as I trudged along through the thin snow. A long, hard day at work, coupled with my thin, freezing cold form wasn’t the best combination in the world. I’d stop eating as of late, partially out of unhappiness with my own looks, but also out of stress. My boss was killing me at work. I’d made it past irritable and was just dead tired now.CanadaxReader: Not Healthy! in Romance More Like This
“Mattie,” I called as I walked into the house, “I’m home.” I heard pot and pans moving in the kitchen and knew the Canadian was cooking. I poked my head into the kitchen and smiled tiredly. “Hi honey.”
“Hi sweetheart,” Matthew said, turning to look at me. “_______!” I looked up at him and blink. “_______, are you okay?” I nodded and sat down at the table, rubbing my temple with my right hand.
“Yea, I’m just tired,” I replied, resting my head on my arms. Matth
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 (Kissing Booths)"____! I vill not allow you to do zat!"Germany x Reader (Kissing Booths) in Romance More Like This
"'Not allow'? Tsk! You're not the boss of me!"
Ludwig frowned at your response, blushing in annoyance when he knew that you were right. You grinned triumphantly at his reaction, picking up a box full of decorations and heading off in a different direction. However, he stepped in front of you, his stern eyes showing that he wasn't going to let you go that easily.
"As a friend, I am telling you zat zis is a dangerous idea," the blonde said with extreme seriousness.
This resulted in you rolling your (insert colour) eyes again, sighing in exasperation, "Ludwig, it's a kissing booth. It's not like I'm going to war."
Ludwig could feel an anger vein pop up on his forehead; you sure loved to push his buttons. He attempted to stare you down and intimidate you with his bigger frame. However, the bored expression you wore was evidence that it wasn't working. He continued to reason with you, "Zere are boys in our school who vould leap at this chance."
Spain x Reader (Foreign Exchange Student)"Oh my gosh. ____! Look there!"Spain x Reader (Foreign Exchange Student) in Romance More Like This
(Insert colour) eyes wandered to the direction your friend, Belle, was pointing to. You stopped dead in your tracks at the scene that held out before you.
There stood your ten-month long boyfriend, Antonio Carriedo, who was also the new foreign exchange student. He wasn't alone, yet not accompanied by his two friends, Gilbert and Francis. Instead, he was trapped in between five giggling girls, begging him for his attention. It wasn't that much of a surprise though; he was new, gorgeous, had a delicious Spanish accent and to top it off, possessed a contagiously cheerful personality.
However a major flaw in that wonderful personality of his was his obliviousness. He didn't even notice how these 'friendly' girls were getting a bit too intimate, which bothered you gravely. One was located at his left, playfully hitting his shoulder and toned back, laughing in a high-pitch tone while drawing her body closer and closer to his. The other on his right was flirti
Japan x Reader (Affection)You clenched your fists at the hem of your shirt, biting your lip as you resisted the urge. 'The urge to what?' some might ask. Well, the itch to wrap your arms around Japan's body and squeeze him until he turned blue from his lungs being crushed.Japan x Reader (Affection) in Romance More Like This
Everything about him was adorable; his blank coal eyes, his cute bowl-like haircut, his rather small statue, his over-the-top politeness, his calm and shy personality, the frantic way he reacted to 'inappropriate' things, and the list goes on. Sadly, hugging was one of the things Japan deemed as 'inappropriate', and to make matters worse for you, you were an affectionate person. There was no denying that you had a crush on the Japanese man, and so in order to try winning his feelings, you tried to give him his personal space, and it was HARD.
You were currently visiting Japan under your boss' orders to strengthen the bond between Japan and (your country). Since the conservative nation has grown rather fond of you, he kindly offered to
England x Reader (You Can't!)England was acting rather strange, and by 'strange', I mean even weirder than him talking to his supposed magical friends. It was as though he was suddenly trying to avoid you, which was unusual since you had been dating for six years. Whenever you tried to talk to him, he would ramble on about some excuse to leave or simply just head off at a different direction. Sometimes you could even feel his presence lurking shyly behind walls, as if he wanted but could not for whatever reason talk to you. This behaviour annoyed you; where was his gentlemanly side?England x Reader (You Can't!) in Romance More Like This
So one day as you were sulking around on the couch, you received a call from your British boyfriend.
"Hello, love," you heard his voice on the other side, making you realize how much you missed talking to him. However, it wasn't enough to soothe the anger that was boiling up within you.
"What do you want?" you asked bluntly, absentmindedly twirling a few strands of your (insert colour) hair.
"No need to be so rude, young lady. I
Prussia x Reader (Reality of Love)(Bold is the main theme. Italics is the example. Regular text is the reality)Prussia x Reader (Reality of Love) in Romance More Like This
1. Girl falls, guy catches
Her head was full of thoughts as she walked along the corridor, clutching her books even tighter. She reflected on the words she said, still trying to figure out what the problem was. Unfortunately, her mind was too consumed, to the point where she wasn't even paying attention to her surroundings, let alone the caution sign that read: wet floor.
"Whoooa!" she exclaimed as her feet slipped and skidded against the slippery surface, her heart was racing with fear as she anticipated for her body to crash onto the floor in a painful manner. However, her fall was prevented, as she felt a muscular arm hold onto her body instead. Her eyes widened in shock, looking up to view the man who helped her. She wasn't even aware of his presence just now! She could feel her face reddening as she took notice of how handsome his features were, but what really drew her in was th
Italy x Reader (Christmas Special)Bang! Bang! Bang!Italy x Reader (Christmas Special) in Romance More Like This
"____!!! Open up, ve~!! Please!!!" a panicky voice spoke from the other side of your main door, making you jump in shock. You immediately recognized who the person was, getting up from the couch to open the door. Instead of a normal 'hello', you were greeted by a huge bear hug.
"____! I was-a so scared! England was chasing me so I ran and ran and ended up here! And it's-a cold outside!" Italy, your one and only friend, cried as he nuzzled his face into your chest. You rolled your eyes and sighed, patting his hair in attempts of calming him down. Why did you have such a weird friend?
How your friendship began was strange indeed, especially since you were currently isolating your country. It started out as a normal day for you- that is until you realized a figure sleeping in your lawn. You cautiously approached the person with a pistol in your handgun holster, and judging by his appearance, he was not from your country. He looked rather familiar though... perhaps you sa
Lithuania x Reader (Three Words)Shy, soft and serious. That was the first impression you had when meeting Lithuania for the first time.Lithuania x Reader (Three Words) in Romance More Like This
The day was cold with the icy wind blowing mercilessly at your form, but you tried your best to ignore it as you walked towards Russia's house. You had to visit the intimidating man to discuss some business issues, and you were a bit wary as to what might happen during your first time there. You heard that he was living with a bunch of other nations, including his overprotective sister, Belarus. The thought of having her threaten you with one of her knives made you feel sick to the stomach.
'Better get this over and done with,' you mentally told yourself after you eventually pressed the doorbell, rubbing your hands together to create friction. When the door opened, you weren't hovered over by the Russian with pale blonde hair and purple orbs (as you were expecting); instead, your (insert colour) eyes met warm, emerald ones that made you melt to the ground. The chills abandoned
Norway x Reader (Secret Santa)Blank baby blue eyes lingered on you, watching you with great interest. Feeling the intense pressure that person was giving you, you tentatively raised your head and glanced at his direction, swiftly turning away with flaming cheeks the second your (insert colour) eyes met his.Norway x Reader (Secret Santa) in Romance More Like This
Norway chuckled softly, resting his head on his hand as he continued to glue his blue orbs on you.
It was obvious to everyone that you had a serious attraction towards the reclusive nation, so clear that Norway himself knew. Whenever you were around him, you were forever blushing and stuttering about. Even after talking to him, you always had a triumphant grin plastered on your face, as if saying to yourself, 'Good job ___! You didn't humiliate yourself in front of him!'
Who could blame you though? His magical aura was both mystical and fascinating, and although he may appear serious and quiet, he had an odd playful side to him, making the Nordic country more intriguing and unique to you. The fact that he would
America x Reader (Still Get My Heart Racing)People constantly questioned your relationship with your boyfriend- but who could blame them? You and Alfred F. Jones were practically polar opposites! You were self-conscious, reserved and studious, while he was loud, energetic and reckless. He was imaginative; you were realistic. Before you got to know each other, you classified him under the category 'obnoxious', and he labelled you as 'boring'.America x Reader (Still Get My Heart Racing) in Romance More Like This
However, one science project you guys were forced to do together made the two of you inseparable. Alfred soon began to realize that you did have a fun side- it only took a matter of time for you to open up. You also found out that despite the overwhelming exterior he put out, he could be soft and serious as well. In a few months, he wasn't the 'hero-wannabe jokester' in your eyes, and you were no longer the 'invisible, forgettable girl in class' to him.
The American asked you out when the both of you were seventeen, and three years down the lane, your relationship was still continuing to gro
Romano x Reader (My neighbour, Lovino)It was late into the night; the only current light source for the neighbourhood was the street-lamps that loomed above you. The cool air brushed against your skin, making you shiver and cling onto your knees even tighter. Your blank (insert colour) eyes continued to stare into space. You felt humiliated, pathetic and desolate. There you were, dressed in a mere pair of shorts and a childish t-shirt, sitting by yourself at the dirty road curb a few kilometres away from home while self-loathing.Romano x Reader (My neighbour, Lovino) in Romance More Like This
What happened? Well, it all started a few months ago when your parents would get into constant fights. It began with small bickering, then insulting, afterwards gradually building up into vicious arguments. Naturally, they hated being mad at each other, therefore they had to channel their resentment towards somebody else. Lucky for you- you were the only child. It also didn't help that you were becoming more passionate in art, which was something they did not approve of.
They scoffed at how
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 (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 (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 (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 (Prussia x reader)“Gilbert!” You shrieked. “You little- I’m not playing!”Spin the Bottle (Prussia x reader) in Romance More Like This
Gilbert had an innocent curious look as he placed the bottle in the middle of the circle, which you were standing outside of
“Oh but Cherie” Francis said. “You must play or we will not have a full circle” he gave you big eyes that never worked with you.
Gilbert was the one you had a crush on, which was weird cause you honestly thought he was the biggest jerk there ever lived.
You threw Gilbert an accusing glare and took your place everyone was almost or already drunk anyway, so they didn’t notice.
“Ok you all know the rules,” Yao drawled “boy, girl: kiss. Boy, boy punch. Girl, girl hug.” Feliciano was first he knelt down and spun it stopping at Ludwig of all countries.
“Oooh” came the collective sound.
Ludwig was drunk but only just,
He gave Feliciano a disapproving stare; Feliciano shuffled up to him hands behind his back. “Well?
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 (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
Spin the Bottle (France x reader)Alternate title: The video Game. WARNING: there is more swearing in this one, nothing really explicit like the F-bomb, but just to let you know.Spin the Bottle (France x reader) in Romance More Like This
“Don’t look at me like that!” you said rather defensibly, Francis was gazing at you ‘that way’ from across the spin the bottle circle.
Prussia was hosting a party at your house (you were so gracious to him especially knowing that your bed would probably be occupied the next morning.)
You were totally in love with Francis, despite the fact he had to be the biggest pervert this side of the Seine. So you played hard to get, and rightfully so, you weren’t about to have your heart broken by your best friend.
It was his turn and he was giving you the ‘look.’ He grinned like a dolt and winked saucily. He knelt down and spun the bottle.
Cue the suspenseful music!
He spun it pretty fast so it went on for what seemed like an age before slowing to point at you. You blushed then swallowed it he stroll
(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!