Suicidal!Prussia x Reader: Not Over YouMore Like This
Dreams, that's where I have to go
To see your beautiful face anymore
Gilbert opened his eyes slowly and groaned loudly. “Go back to sleep!” he yelled at himself. He stifled a sob when he couldn’t. He only wanted to go back to sleep so he could see her face again.
I stare at a picture of you and listen to the radio
He took a big breath and stared at her picture in his car pocket. He was at a stop light, listening to the music on the radio. He felt like crying again but his moment was ruined when the car behind him honked at him and pushed him back into reality.
Hope, hope there's a conversation
We both admit we had it good
But until then it's alienation, I know
That much is understood
And I realize
He walked into the meeting room, trying to keep his normal “awesome” attitude. He laughed his strange laugh while Alfred laughed his hero laugh with him. The only thing that made him stop for a split second was seeing her with the damn
RomanoXBlind!Reader- SurprisesMore Like This
((A/N: It's Romano. There's going to be cursing. Just deal with it or don't read it, okay?))
The car was moving quickly down the road, which was slick from the rain. Outside that car, everything seemed gloomy in the rainy night, but inside the car, there was laughter coming from the passenger's seat.
"C'mon, Romano!" You chided, poking him on the cheek.
"No, ragazza!!" He said for the millionth time, the grumpy look on his face never leaving.
"But you know I love it when you sing your tomato song!!" You whined, "Pleeeeeease?"
"No raggazza!!" He said, "I'm trying to focus on the road!! Do you want to get us killed?!"
"That's what I thought."
A drunk driver swerved around on the road, but because his car was black, and the streetlight was out, neither of you saw it coming. The headlights of the car were busted, probably from pr
Prince!RomanoxReader It's a Man's Game part fourMore Like This
It’s a Man’s Game
No one bothered to wake up (y/n) so she was the last one to breakfast. She decided that she would stay to meet everyone.
"yo dude! I don't remember seeing you here. Who are you?" said a tall blonde man with cowlick that seemed to defy gravity.
"Alfred! Don't be so rude! Nice to make your acquaintance. You're (b/n) right? Please ignore my idiot brother." said another blonde with caterpillars for eyebrows.
"You're all idiots, da? That's why I should be king. Then everyone would become one with me and my country." said an ominous man with deep purple eyes. He seemed to exude an evil aura.
"Hello (b/n)!" The king exclaimed. He walked up and hugged her.
"Oh, hello gran- King Rome!"
"I'd like to introduce you to everyone. This is Alfred." He pointed to the loud blonde.
"This is his brother, Arthur." He pointed to the annoyed blonde. "This is Antonio." He pointed to a spacey brunette. "This is Yao" He pointed to a guy that
Prussia x Reader : at least it's a nice day...More Like This
"I do not think I am ready for this."
"Ready for what?"
"What do you mean with what!?! This! "
the Prussian sitting next to _____ chuckled and looked at the sky. that day it was clear and blue as the sea. the sun shone as if that was the happiest day of the year. and the wind blew soft and quiet over the hill where the two friends were sitting.
"Yes you are .... you're as ready as I am. "
________ Was about to retort ,but she was speechless realizing that Gilbert was absolutely right. she frowned, then she hugged her knees and looked at the grass as if it were all its fault.
Gilbert took a daisy and put it behind her right ear. She looked at him with a fake grimace between stern and angry. the albino smiled.
"And if I said I do not want to?"
"You do not want?"
"No, I don’t ..." ______ whispered
"neither I. but it’s not like I have alternatives.I can’t do otherways… "
"of course you can!!"
Gilbert looked at her with raised eyebrows and a slight smile on his lips
Let me in, again... (Ch. 5) [Prussia's POV]More Like This
Prussia x Reader: Let me in, again… (Ch.5) [Prussia’s POV]
I feel her heat radiate to my skin. My embrace caused her to drop her drink… our drink. I don’t care. After the sound of breaking glass filled the air, everything seemed to go silent, as if we were the only ones here. I tighten my hold on her, as the sunset’s light illuminates us in an orange glow.
“I’m so sorry… and I understand if you are mad at me… but I want you to let me in your life, again…” my voice bombed, drowning our heartbeat. I feel (f/n)’s arms wrap around me. I place my chin on her head and let go of my emotional wall, let out a tear of joy.
“This is the (f/n) that I know… loving and understanding…” I thought to myself. I try to let her go to tend to her tears, but she held onto me as she continued to sob. I hold her, and she says so low, like a whisper, “Yes.
Let me in, again... (Ch.4) [Prussia's POV]More Like This
Prussia x Reader: Let me in, again… (Ch. 4) [Prussia’s POV]
It’s been a long week, since I have been placed in total lock down at America’s country home. To make it all worse, England was in charge of keeping an eye on me. Even though I can leave the room and explore the grounds, I choose to stay in my room.
Looking at my reflection, I could see that I have regained my normal appearance. This whole thing about (f/n) and I caused so much pain for the both of us. Even though this lock down has made things worse for me, at least I’m back to my normal self, again.
America called me last night to inform me that (f/n) seemed to be back to her normal self as well. I was glad. When he told me that, all I could imagine is (f/n)’s smiling face on out first date as she looked out at the sunset.
I headed down stairs as I entered the living area. I took a seat by Francis and Antonio as they drank their drink
Let me in, again... (Ch.3) [Prussia's POV]More Like This
Prussia x Reader: Let me in, again… (Ch. 3) [Prussia’s POV]
“Gil… we need to talk…” Francis said as he came in to my hotel room. Antonio and Ludwig weren’t far behind. I was under my covers again… wishing I had more beer with me. “Leave me alone…” was all I managed to get out.
After coming home last night, I locked myself in the room and drank all 24 beers by myself. While I was drowning myself, (f/n) was coming into my head and I would find myself crying from regret. “Why did I let myself be held back from coming back to her…?” I thought to myself, “I always do what I want, when I wanted…”
I could feel someone take a seat in my bed. I knew well enough that Ludwig was the one that took the seat. “Bruder… I hate seeing you like this…” Ludwig said as I continued to hide under my covers. “I just want to be left alone...” I told him.
Let me in, again... (Ch. 2) [Prussia's POV]More Like This
Prussia x Reader: Let me in, again… (Ch. 2)
(A/N: Okay... Just a heads up, there is a part right in the beginning with cussing, but I'm not going to put a mature warning for it. I don't think it's that huge of a deal to be given a mature warming, but if you guys think I should then tell me... Hope you all like it.)
“Hey Bruder… BRUDER!” Ludwig yelled at me as I continued to stay in bed. I hid under my covers, “Fuck off, West!” I yelled back. I felt the warmth from under the sheets fade away as Ludwig took the covers off me. “Get up… We have work to do…” he told me as he walked out the room to work. Getting up from the bed, I heard my phone go off. “What is Francis..?” I answered the phone.
“Gilly! Are you alright… after what happened yesterday you just left! Antonio and I have been trying to get a hold of you…” I walked to the window and found the weather reflect how
PrussiaXItaly- Don't Fear The ReaperMore Like This
Prussia was laying in his bed. He knew he didn't have much longer as a country. He was going to disappear soon, but he wasn't afraid. He knew it was coming anyway. No, the only thing he feared was hurting Germany, and worst of all, Italy. Italy had lost two people already and now he was about to lose Prussia. He sighed sadly, looking at the window.
He turned his head when he heard his bedroom door open. He smiled when he saw Germany standing there.
"West, come over here," he said and Germany walked over to him. He pulled a chair over and sat down.
"You know I don't have much longer, right?"
"Ja. Italy doesn't know, does he?"
"Nein. I haven't told him yet," Prussia said, staring at the ceiling, "He just thinks I'm sick and that I'll get better soon."
"You need to tell him."
"I know. May I ask you something?" Prussia asked as he looked at him. Germany nodded.
"Will you look after Italy for me after I'm gone? I don't want him to do something he'll regret."
"Ja... I will."