Prussia X Reader X Hetalia ~ Blog UpdatesThe diary of the Awesome Me. Volume 135694 (probably)More Like This
This day was so Awesome. It was like on every weekend and to make blog updates is so awesome, but this day was a bit different...
This sentence in prussia's diary describes that one day of your life. You live with the axis in a big house. On weekend it is usual that everyone sits infront of their computers and surfing in the internet. But actually all write on Prussia's blog. Everyone has there own blog and of course the allies decided to chat too.
Since a few month you are Gilbert's girlfriend, but everyone has a room for themself, even you. So everyone sleeps in there own bed, actually. No one knows what really happens in the night, because sometimes Italy sleeps with Germany in one bed, what is really weird. You have a room between Prussia and Italy.
You woke up and look at your phone, it is 11.23 a.m. "Shit", you whisper and get up. You start your computer and immediately you go online and switch to Prussia's blog
Prussia x Reader : World Is Mine..You know who the song is based on, you Vocaloid fans.More Like This
And for some of you who don't know, is by Hatsune Miku, World Is Mine.
Anyways, enjoy the story.
The number one princess in the whole wide world, you should know how to treat me by now. Got it?
You and Gilbert walked on the streets of, _Town Name_. You hoped that he would notice your new hair-style today, you tried to get him to notice it but his eyes caught something else. But you wouldn't give up, yet..
The next day you got a new pair of _Favorite Shoes_ and walked with Gilbert to the park, he then tied up his shoes and you were standing in front of him tapping your favorite new shoes, hoping he would notice already! You already got furious, maybe tomorrow you would get him to notice you.
"Gilly?" uou said softly, "Yes, mein princess?" he said looking at you with his red ruby eyes, gawd why was he so cute?! "Can you say the three words I love?" you said pouting. Gilbert looked at y
Japan x Reader ~ The Language of FlowersThe mild wind brushed on the soft grass flashing a brilliant green, then flew its way up to play a short rustling melody in the leafy bright red and orange of the momiji branches, slightly ruffling your hair and tickling your pink-tinted cheeks along the way. You smiled a bit as you took off your sandals and rested your feet in the cool, pellucid streams that playfully curled over your toes and glittered under the sunlight. It was a perfectly beautiful afternoon, and you felt so peaceful sitting under the shady part of the garden. Quietly you hummed a nostalgic melody that you couldn't even remember the origin while averting your gaze from the clear blue sky to admire the tender colors around you. The flowers.More Like This
They always seemed friendly - mainly because of the delicate pastel petals and the calm shade of green - yet somehow mysterious. You probably got that impression because you didn't know much about flowers, and although the flowers here all looked familiar enough, their name still