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BTTxReader- I Don't Care If I'm Selfish- P2
You yawned while snugging into something under you. It's so squishy..... You opened your eyes, to see a sleeping Gilbert underneath you. I must've moved around in my sleep, like I usually do, and ended up on top of him. He squirmed a bit when you poked him, trying to wake him up, but after a few minutes you got bored and rolled of him and the couch with your blanket, and landed on the floor. Ouch, that hurt.
Picking yourself up off of the ground, you noticed that Antonio was passed out on another couch. You picked up your blanket from the floor, and placed it ontop of him. You made your way into their kitchen, figuring everyone would like you more if you made breakfast for them. Let's see, how about I make some french toast and coffee? Or pancakes? Or waffles? Or eggs and bacon? Gilbert likes bacon. What to make, what to make. You decided on making all of them, figuring that whatever they didn't eat, they could jus
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"I drew dis for you." You looked down at the dark-haired five year old who was holding up a crayon drawing.
Crouching down to his level, you gently took it from him.
The picture was a portrait of you.
"Thank you Kiku!"
The little boy nodded, then ran off towards his siblings.
It had been three months since you had meet Lovino, Matthew and Ludwig, yet those three little boys were still on your mind.
You hoped they were doing okay. They were actually the reason you had started this Day care/ Babysitting job.
After spending over three hours taking care of them, when you had gone home, your house had felt really empty. Going to work was depressing and felt pointless. So Two weeks later you had made your home into a Kid friendly Daycare.
A high pitched wail brought you out of your thoughts.
Natalia, a four year old sat on the floor crying. Rushing over y
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"Kesesesesese~ Zhat's vhen I said 'Too bad you're not as awesome as me." You heard an obnoxiously loud voice boast as you gathered your stuff from your locker. You also heard the equally vexing sound of the gaggle of teenage girls swooning over the source of said voice.
You rolled your eyes as the crowd of noisy students walked by. You were so unfortunate as to have been given a locker near Gilbert Beildshmidt; the older brother of the much more pleasant to be around Ludwig. Ludwig happened to be one of your best friends so Gilbert knew who you were, or at least you think he does.
Your friend Claudia looked at you and rolled her eyes. You gave her a look that said 'play along, this will be hilarious.' She nodded in response, telling you she understood.
Suddenly you pretended to choke. As you hacked and gagged you gained the attention of Gilbert and his followers.
Claudia put her hand on her forehead in a dramatic fashion and said, "Oh no!
Mafia!Romano x Reader - Well Worth It: Ch. 2 [APH]Lovino awoke to the sound of sweet chirpings from the birds outside the window. Sunlight peeked through the curtains and landed on the grumpy Italian's eyes causing him to pull the covers over his head. Wait...covers? Lovino immediately sat upright, wincing slightly from the pain that coursed throughout his entire body, but he tried to ignore it. His eyes scanned the area. He was in a room with sky blue-painted walls. A bookshelf sat across the bed which lay against the wall with the window. The bed was soft and comforting accompanied with fluffy pillows and a warm blanket. Beside the bed was a small dresser with an alarm clock sitting on top. It was a fairly simple and empty room, and it was completely foreign to the mafioso.More Like This
Lovino swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up, only to find his legs to feel weak and fail him. The Italian quickly grabbed hold of the dresser to keep himself propped up. He let out a soft curse before hearing a soft gasp and looked up towards the
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It was him, the same boy who kept my gaze before. You struggled to shove your sketchbook into your already packed book bag. As you were about to dart out the door, he spoke. "Hey, it's my first day here, could you help me find my next class?" You fixed your gaze on him. He was amazingly tan, with chocolate colored wavy hair and the most beautiful green eyes- what? You did not find him hot...at all....nope. Not even that amazing spanish accent would change your mind. A little voice inside of you taunted about your denial. He cleared his throat nervously and you snapped out of your evaluation.
"Sorry. What class do you have next?" you leveled your normal glare at him.
"Spanish" (oh, the irony XD ) S***, your next class was Spanish too.
You held your hand out for his
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You immediately ran to Antonio's chamber. And so did Ludwig, Gilbert, Eric, Romano, Feliciano and Kiku. They all shared one stunned look. You tried to open the door, but it was locked.
"Move, Ragazza," Romano said gruffly, and started to ram the door with his side. Seeing his idea, Gilbert and Eric joined him. The door didn't budge. Ludwig, Feliciano and Kiku joined in. Nothing happened.
"Step aside," you said.
"Ragazza, what-a makes you think-a you can break open-a the door? Don't-a play-a stupid this early in the morning-a, no matter-a how much-a you try, we can't-a open tomato bastard's door!" said Romano angrily.
You huffed. Silently you pushed all these men away from the door, turning and walking back a good distance. You sighed and immediately started running head first at the door. You were about to make contact with the door when—CRASH. You were expecting to run into the hard mahogany plank, but instead ran into the tan chest of the Spanish Conquistador.
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"Here we are! Welcome to mi casa!" Spain explained happily as he stepped up to his front door.
Your breath was taken away as soon as you saw the gorgeous adobé house.
By the house was a beautiful courtyard, complete with a park nearby and a garden. The garden caught your eye especially. It was filled with Spanish vegetables, flower and fruits, and you wondered if the mysterious Antonio took care of it himself. A stone sculpture of some abstract design rested in the middle, surrounded by pebbles that branched off to create paths. The whole thing was almost too pretty for you to take, even when it was lighted by the dim glow of the moon through clouds and the pouring rain.
"Tony... It's beautiful!" You breathed as he took you inside. You realize what you just said and blushed a bright red. "I-I can call you that, right?"
"Of course, senorita, but only if I can call you ______." Spain winked at you with a grin.
Your stomach did yet another flip flop, and you managed to return his smi
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The air was becoming colder.
Though, the term "cold" was more like an old friend in these northern lands. Winter was a constant companion for miles upon miles—a bitter wind was almost always nipping at a traveler's nose, snowflakes added to the layers of white innocence in a thick blanket at least every three days, and ice forming crystalline patterns on the trunks of dying trees was more common than the waters of the river that ran past the village truly flowing through the land instead of being frozen in time.
The people of the village had lived in the lands long enough to know when winter's true nature was fast approaching. The days were even shorter; nights more dark and treacherous, where the simple notion of not wearing boots to bed could make a man wake up in the morning with frostbite. It was a small village, one full of superstition and lore, as well as brutal hunters determined to f
(Spain x Reader) Ocean Terpsichorean (Part 5)DISCLAIMER! I don't own you or Hetalia! ಠ_ಠMore Like This
Pirate!Spain x Ocean-Nymph!Reader
I watched as (name) had fought England. Her attacks were powerful, but if she kept going like this, she would waste her energy… She mustn't have that much stamina! Yet she kept going, pushing and pushing. Even the Brit had seemed to be weary; after all, I did fight him before. Their swords met, and they exchanged cold glares.
"Kirkland… I won't forgive you."
(name) growled through her teeth. Her face expressed nothing other than despise. Arthur grinned an evil, wicked smile. Please, stop…
"Tough woman, eh? Well, it seems like you want to kill me. But that cannot happen yet."
Snatching a gun from his pocket he aimed it at (name)'s heart. I tried to stop the Englishman, but I couldn't budge. My feet wouldn't move. But then I realized that (name) had pointed two fingers, her index and middle finger, at England's chest. He chuckled, laughing a horrid laugh, makin
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"Lovino?" I heard a small voice speak to me as I exited the room. I looked down to see my angel ____________ looking up at me with a look of concern on her face.
"Si bella?" I replied calmly. I was starting to feel worried about the look she was giving me.
"Can we talk? Now that everyone's calmed down?" She bit her lip and hoped for my answer.
"Ok ___________." I nodded and lowered my head. I got a weird feeling about what we're about to talk about.
"Now that all the drama is over," ___________ started speaking to me. "I want to have another talk about us."
"U-us?" I gulped.
"Yeah, I mean well just tell me the truth are you jealous of me and Antonio being together?"
"Uh " I blushed a little and scratched the back of my head nervously. "Well so what if I am? He's my cousin but I want you to be safe " I crossed my arms.
"I see well you like me right?"
"I already told you how I feel about you, idiota."
"I right well I think we sho
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"Please, Ice? Please?" (Name) kept begging. I told her, no.
"No. I don't want to " I huffed. I looked away from those colorful eyes of hers, and turned my attention to the television. Huh. I never knew National Geographic was so interesting now.
(Name) kept annoyingly begging me to go shopping with her tomorrow. She already knows I hate shopping, but she intends to bug me about it.
"But Ice please? I'll give you whatever you want " She gave me that seductive look she always gives me when she wants something.
I ferociously blushed red all over my face, and (Name) started to climb on me. I blushed so much that it makes a tomato look like a strawberry.
She leans her head into the crook of my neck all the way to my right ear.
"Please Emil? I told you, I'll give you whatever you want " God, calling me by my real name makes me so turned on that's why I tell everybody to call me 'Ice' instead of Emil.
"I I-" I stutter. Oh gosh am I dreaming?
"Shh " she
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"Stop...all of you!"
"What if (your name) doesn't..."
"THAT'S ENOUGH YOU WANKERS!"
England, was preparing something special for you, on account it had been a full year since you two became friends. He invited you over for tea, and you were going to be over in almost an hour. Now, before this, some of his magical friends came by and decided to visit him. So far, things weren't working out.
Arthur began to pout before setting a tea bag into the pot he was using. He set up two cups on a nice try with little scones and biscuits. He smiled thinking of you enjoying them. He rememberd the day he first met you. The day you asked him for some paper at the world meeting. You got into a conversation after he asked; "Why? Nothing's important about meetings anyway." and became good friends after that. You were able to get along with Sealand better then he could, even America noticed how much you two spent together. Most countires wou
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You woke up in the middle of the night to loud thunders and lightings that lit up your whole room. You sleepily reached your hand to the other side of the bed and realized disappointedly that the sheets were cold on the other side. You sat up and rubbed your eyes. It was 2 am and Ludwig was probably still in his study, doing paperwork, like always. You rarely had the time to talk to him those days and it made you sad that he also barely slept with you.
You looked outside for a few minutes, watching the trees being tortured by the strong wind and heavy rain, and after some time you were sure it started hailing too. You got out of bed and walked towards his study's room. You never wanted to disturb him, but God, you somehow needed him so badly then.
You hesitantly knocked on the door then opened it and entered the room. And there he was, leaning over the desk, supporting his head with o
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 lMore Like This
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Ludwig sat on the couch with a small sigh, and motioned his son over. The boy hesitantly stopped what he was doing and walked over to his father, a questioning look on his face. Ludwig patted the couch next to him, and his son sat down.
“What’s up, Vatti?” he asked. Ludwig looked at him for a moment. He looked so much like you.
“I vant to tell you a story.” The boy immediately groaned and sat back on the couch. His father always told him these long, boring stories. He was going to be there for a while. “Are you listening?”
“Ja.” Ludwig shifted his gaze as he began his tale, staring at the picture of you he kept on the fireplace.
By the time I was your age, I'd give anything
To fall in love truly, was all I could think
That's when I met your mother, the girl of my dreams
The most beautiful woman, that I'd ever seen.
“Vhen I vas your age, I wanted love more than anythin
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.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
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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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You sat on your light brown couch, a fuzzy, multicolored blanket draped over your shoulders as you read through the stack of books you had gotten earlier that day.
What else better to do on a dragging Saterday night than read a crap-load of manga in your favorite pajamas, curled up in your living room and watching CSI? At the moment, nothing had seemed greater than what you were doing at that moment.
You lightly licked your thumb, turning a rather long page in your book as you continued to skim the next one. Even though you had started the book not thirty minutes ago, it didn't stop you from being two pages from the end. That's what you loved about manga- no matter what the plot, it always seemed to catch you attention enough to where you couldn't stop reading until you were done.
As soon as you were on the last page of the thirteenth book in your series, your (f/c) cell phone gave off a buzzing sound as it rattled profusely against the table. The little green mint bunny keychain Engla
Songtalia A girl worth fighting for ReaderxGermany (Name) was wiping down a table at her work. Finishing up she sees some of her friends coming is. (Name) smiled for she hasn't seen her friends in a few months. First came in Gilbert. Your albino friend was laughing his strange laugh as he walked in. Kiku your Japanese friend was trying hard to ignore him. Soon after Feliciano your Italian friend was rambling on to your German friend, Ludwig.More Like This
They sat at a table near you. "Ciao, (Name)!" Feliciano said happily. "Hey guys." You say smiling as you walked toward them. "Hey guys long time no see." "Hello, (Name)-san." Kiku said politely. "Hey frau!" Gilbert said happily. "Hey Gil, how y'all been doing?" you ask. "Ugh its terrible (Name)! For a long time we've been marching off to battle. In our thundering herd, we feel a lot like cattle." Gilbert complained.
"Bruder quit complaining." Ludwig said knocking the back of his older brothers head. Gilbert brushed it off and complained more. "(
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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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"What are you doing? We already ordered our food…" you questioned. Ludwig's lips quirked into a brief almost-smile that you had to replay again and again in your mind to make sure it actually happened.
"It is not for me. My friend is a very big fan of pasta, and I am looking over the selection beforehand so I do not have to listen to him go on and on about it."
"Go on and on about what?" A feminine (but somehow still masculine) voice with an Italian accent so thick you almost wondered if it was real for a second. Of course it is. Why wouldn't it be? you though to yourself. Glancing over, you took in the man's tan skin, stylish clothes, and brunette hair with the strangest gravity-defying little curl. Yep. Definitely Italian.
"Oh, nothing," Ludwig answered the newcomer, "Have a seat."
The Italian man sat in between you and Ludwig, watching you with an appraising look. "Ve~ I didn't know Luddy h
It's Not Worth Your Life 3 (GermanyXReader)After a few minutes of silent walking, you arrived with Ludwig at __[favorite restaurant]__. A waitress came over and brought you to a secluded table before flirtatiously smiling at Ludwig and walking off with a little more swing in her hips then was probably necessary. A stab of annoyance pierced your heart, twisting into an almost physical discomfort as you noticed your dining partners face becoming increasingly flushed. You averted your gaze to the menu in front of you, despite already knowing what you were going to order, just to keep from looking at Ludwig. Your thoughts began to drift as the rest of the world faded away, leaving you calm and carefree for the first time in a very long time.More Like This
"You can order vhatever you would like," the thickly accented voice sliced through your thoughts. "A friend of mine has requested to join us, he should be here soon. It vould be best for you to tell your story now, instead of in front of him. He tends to be...overdramatic about things." Ludwig
It's Not Worth Your Life Chapter 2 (GermanyXReaderYou allowed Ludwig to lead you off the bridge, you following him like a little lost puppy dog. You mind scrambled in a last-ditch attempt to figure out how he had managed to get through to you when no one else could. And why, of all things, would he feel it was his need to keep a random homeless teenager from committing...More Like This
That's when it really hit you. You were going to take your own life. You were about to take the cowards way out. Ludwig's words bounced around your head. Whatever it is, it's not worth your life. He had been right. Angry tears flooded your eyes, temporarily blinding your sight, as you realized just how big of a mistake you were planning on making.
Ludwig turned around and looked at you, unsure of how to react to the rampant tears that were flowing down your cheeks. "Are you okay?" he asked after a few moments of hesitation.
You shook your head in the universal symbol for "no", not trusting yourself to speak. Your arms wrapped around your torso, shoulders sha
It's Not Worth Your Life (GermanyXReader)It had just become too much for you to handle. It had been a mere three months since your whole family had been killed in a car crash. You had been arguing in the back seat with your brother, and when your father turned his gaze away from the road for a mere moment to reprimand you, the car blew a red light and was crushed by the massive semi truck that was passing through the intersection at that moment.More Like This
When you woke up three days later, arm in a cast and stitches in your forehead, the awful news was given to you in the kindest words possible, but it made no difference. Your family was dead. It was inconceivable at the time, your mother, your father, your little brother, all gone? Impossible!
But as the days went by, the truth slowly sank into your brain. They were gone, and it was all your fault. Days were spent in the hospital, slowly healing while watching the world go by around you from a window by your bed, wondering how those people could look so happy while you were oh so brok
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You wake up in the morning to find Ludwig not there, he had left a note on the bed ' Guten morgen (name) have a nice day. The list of jobs are on the counter." As you get out of bed you notice what you are wearing, you wore a black silk nightgown, you look in the mirror to what you are wearing asylum blush at the sight of yourself. you head down stairs to find the list ludwig left for you to do. you look at the list and find there is only two jobs, sweep the floors and tidy the rooms.
You walk upstairs to ludwig's room and make his bed, you put his pyjamas in the draws and next to where ludwig had his pj's was his Nazi uniform. you closed the draws and when back down stairs, you didn't like that ludwig was a nazi but it was his job. you wished that ludwig wasn't a nazi that he could stay home and look after you. you finish cleaning the house and decide to go to the park since you have finished for the day. as you get to the park you sit on
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The smell of your mothers cooking woke you up, greeting you like the warm early summer sun. You yawned and slowly crawled out of your small bed, then stretched. You slipped on your work dress and boots, brushed you hair, then went to your older brother's room to wake him up. "Christopher! Wake up!!" You called as you were nudging his shoulder. He groaned and opened his eyes and scowled at you. "_____, I'm awake I'm awake ."he replied then rose from his bed and rubbed his eyes. You chuckled and smiled. "Good!" You replied back, then leaving his room to greet your mom in the kitchen.
"____! Glad you're finally up! Now hurry up and eat, your father wants you to see you before you head into town today."Your mom said, handing you a plate of food. You nodded and ate your food, watching your little brother slowly walk down the hall towards you. He sat down across from you and your mom placed another plate of food down in front of him. He mumbled a "
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Wow, isn't this neat! I'm starting in a new school again! It's called World Academy, a pretty prestigious school when I looked it up online. I wonder how my parents managed to pay for my tuition fee. I sighed as I got out of the car. I was never good at social relationships. I never talked to anyone. They always ignored me anyway. I always sat alone at lunch, listening to my life and blood, my music. Music is everything to me, no one could see me without my Hello Kitty headphones and my black iPod. I sighed again, I told myself this is going to be a different year.
I walked towards the steps of the school. Wow, it looks more fancy in real life. It had three floors and I'm sure there's probably a swimming pool on top. I pulled down the hem of my red plaid skirt, trying to cover up my legs. Barely anyone sees me wearing a skirt, I despise wearing skirts but the school made me do
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Bemalte Blumen duften nicht.
Painted flowers have no scent.
It was a place people were taken when the world wanted them to be indistinguisable and identical as human beings, where all hope for salvation had been long since lost and relationships were part of a complicated system that was fundamental; school.
"Morning, Ludwig," you greeted, stumbling into the teachers lounge and collapsing on to a chair.
"Long night?" he asked shortly.
Fixing your messy hair, you straightened your clothes. "Don't even get me started," you huffed, thinking about his brother (a kooky history teacher) named Gilbert that had assaulted your phone for hours last night, begging you to go out with him and some other teachers, namely his two best friends, Antonio (Spanish teacher) and Francis (art teacher). But you'd had so many tests to grade. Gil's constant phone calls didn't help ease your burden either.
"He did the same to me," the German grunted, dark circles under his startlingly blue eyes.
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For Christmas, you were going to America to move in with your brothers who were staying there for the season. You were finally going to see and spend a whole season with them and you could barely hold in your excitement.
You were currently at the New York City airport picking up your bags, when you heard a familiar voice yell to you.
“Mia sorellina, ___! È così bello vederti!” Feliciano came swooping in and picked you up, spinning you around. “You have gotten so b
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We were going for a pleasant walk in the town square. [Name], her uncle Gilbert and Feliciano, and I. It was such a beautiful day, the birds were chirping and singing their lovely songs and the people were lively as ever walking about and smiling as usual. She was so beautiful with her [h/c] locks tied back into two curly ponytails and bouncing with each step she took. Her beautiful [f/c] dress, flowing with the breeze as she walked. Her little chubby hand in my large strong one and the other in her uncle Gilbert's.
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Germany x Rebellious!Reader - Misunderstood Part 3 (Final)
It was the last hour of class. Everyone decided that your seat change will e permanent. You and Alfred just shrugged at the idea, but Ludwig felt as if he'd never see you again, since the only reason you two ever spoke, was because you were deskmates. Ludwig just mustered his courage to confess to you after the class was over.
~Time Skip brought to you by the loud America~
The class ended and everyone was rushing to get out of school like there was no tomorrow. Ludwig, on the other hand, grabbed your whrist to stop you from going home. You stpped and looked at him skeptically. ''I-I wanna t-talk to you a-about something...'' he managed to sttuter it out. ''I-if you dont mind...''. Suddenly, he felt even more insecure than before after saying it, and now he started regreting even saying anything.
By now, everyone was long gone, leaving you two alone in the class. You just shrugged and gave a simple ''Sure, what is it?''. You cou
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"Master Ludwig?" You contiuned to look aroumd for the person Francis and
"You see love, this bloody frog let you in w-"
"Hey! Who are you calling frog? Black Sheep of Europe!"
As you walked away from the french and enligsh man, you walked up a case
of dark stairs, grabbing a lantern to see where you're going. You got to the
top of the stairs and walks down a halway."Por Favor! Please mi Amigo! Let me
out!" You recongized that voice. You can to a cell to see a brown hair man
with lime color eyes.
"Papa! Papa What are you doing here?!"
"___,___ listen to me closely its not safe here, get out of here! I'll me
okay but you need to go. I was captured by a- monstruo."
"Father I'm not leaving you." you said, holding his hand through the bars,
starting to cry a little."
"You have no place to be here." A deep voice said behind you. You turned around
to see a short blond haired and ice blue eyed man.
"Please don't hurt her! She's all I have left." Antonio cried out.
"Vhen she should
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Show me everything and tell me how
It all means something
And yet nothing to me
"Who are rou supposed to be? Some little girl? This is the army, not a tea party." Sergeant Ludwig Beilschmidt came close to your face.
"I'm aware of that, Sir."
"Who are you anyway?"
"Corporal <l/n>. At your service, sir." You saluted.
"Hmmm...So you're the new corporal? Come with me."
I can see there's so much to learn
It's all so close and yet so far
I see myself as people see me
Oh, I just know there's something bigger out there
"Things are different here than they were at the academy. You have to be tough to survive here. Especially with you being a... a..."
"A girl? I know. I'm here to prove that girls are JUST as good as boys."
"How good are you with a rifle?"
"I can pin a fly a tree. without killing it."
I wanna know, can you show me
I wanna know about these
strangers like me
Tell me more, please
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"I can't believe you... You're my boyfriend and you have the nerve to go and do this" you say as you turn your back to Ludwig.
"I didn't do anything (name)" he says with a sigh. "It just happened"
"Yeah sure that's what they all say" you cross your arms over your chest and pout.
"I don't see why you're getting so upset, you should be happy for me" You just shake your head. He moves closer to and wraps his arms around you.
"Don't even try it, I'm still angry at you" you say even though you begin to blush lightly. He smiles small as he turns you toward him and kisses you gently. You can't help but blush and smile as well.
"Fine I guess I forgiv-"
Gilbert burst through the front door.
"HELL YEAH WE WON THE WORLD CUP!! WE KICKED ARGENTINA'S ASS!! LETS GO AND CELEBRATE!!" You turn away from Ludwig again.
"I will never forgive you for what you've done"
Nightmares [Hetalia: Germany x Reader]A cold, unforgiving sky kept scattering white ashes over the landscape. The smell of cigarette smoke and burning flesh mingled with one another, as small embers sparked in sporadic fashion in messy camps around you. You were frozen to the spot, your feet not obeying your orders no matter how much you wanted them to break into a run, away from the land. Shards of green were implemented into your feet, bleeding red onto the ground.More Like This
Away from your nightmares, away from your dreams—you wanted to get away so badly. And yet, it was another one of those dreams where you found yourself incapable of controlling your own movements. Your dreams hurt. The landscape was flat, barren.
Another painful reminder: flat, barren, grey, dead. One more reminder: broken liquor bottles, the stained green glass littered all over the ground like shining confetti. A party broken apart, a few people terminated. It didn’t matter anyways. Their families didn’t wait for them to catch up, to run awa
Methane (Germany x Reader)"Your car’s fixed, no need to worry about it anymore." (y/n) said as she turned her head to the side arrogantly as if the deed was no big deal.More Like This
I scratched the nape of my neck while looking at the ground, blushing. It’s kind-of embarrassing how a man’s car would be fixed by his female friend. Don’t get it wrong, it’s not that I have anything against girls; some are pretty capable of doing stuff which usually men do. It’s, as what mein Bruder would say, kind-of awesome, but nonetheless I’m still embarrassed that I hadn’t just done it on my own. But you were too busy.Sigh.
"Danke but I could've fixed it myself."
“Don’t sweat it, we both know you don’t have the time. And I was bored anyways, so I just decided to fix it myself. It’s not like I did it only for you or anything, I’m going to need to borrow your car some time and I can’t use it if it
Driving Lessons (Germany x Reader)"(Y/n), (y/n)! Are we still going to practice after school?" Asked your Italian friend, Feliciano.More Like This
You glanced up from the book you were currently reading, only to be assaulted by the suns warm, blinding rays, causing you to blink rapidly before you could finally see your two best friends standing before you.
"What are you two doing later?" Inquired the tall German to Feliciano's left.
"I'm going to give (y/n) a driving lesson!" Exclaimed the enthused Italian.
The expression that abruptly formed on Ludwig's face was priceless, that is, until the shock wore off and he immediately claimed that no such thing would happen.
"Why not?!" You retorted angrily, " This has nothing to do with you!"
You were infuriated by him trying to thwart your plans for the evening.
"Yes it does. I don't want you to get hurt because you were taught by an idiot to drive. Italians can't drive anyway, especially not Feliciano. You'll never pass your test like that, " Ludwig finished with a firm expression. You ju
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Germany was in the meeting room, organizing some papers like the responsible man he was. Little did he know he was being watched by two figures behind one of the large blue double doors.
"It's perfect, isn't it? Too perfect "
"Yeah but babe, what if he know it's us?!"
"Shhh, we're fine love! Come on!!" (Name) dragged her American boyfriend back to their car to get some things for her plan.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Later ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(Name) was half asleep while everyone was arguing. America was babbling about how we was the hero, as usual, and how England needed to chill. He glanced over at (Name), who was dozing, and smiled, inwardly fan-boying. When she looked at him, he winked and continued talking and arguing with the rest of the countries. She smiled and blew him a kiss, which he pretended to catch and put in his pocket.
Germany scoffed and tried to ignore them. He had liked (Name) for a while, but knowing she has been dating the "hero" for a number of years,
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A sigh left your mouth for possibly the millionth time that night. The man beside you laughed and politeness required you to force one out as well. You turned your head away and let the laughter die in your throat as it was replaced by a blank stare that you hoped hid your sadness. Why were you even here, you wondered as your friend and roommate Elizabeta continued making conversation with the man beside you. Oh yeah. Liz had wanted to come here before the movie you two were going to go see. And more likely than not she'd end up bringing a guy along and you'd be a third wheel. Again. As you recalled, this wasn't the first time you had been in this situation. And it certainly wasn't going to be the last. Liz insisted that you were too uptight and depressing, but she didn't understand. She had men falling at her feet. You? Not so much. Try not at all. It was hard not to let it get to you; her dragging you to parties even though you were adamant about the fact that you r
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Those words confused you, "Um . Dr. Barlow ? What exactly do you mean?"
The lady boffin sighed and turned to Deryn(who you have been ordered to call 'Dylan' at all times). The blonde midshipman nodded and took out the small whistle she used for things unknown to you and played a quick low note. Almost immediately, the weasel like creature crawled out of your shirt and sat at attention in front of you. There were a few green stone looking patches on its body amongst the purple fur. It leaned down and nudged your hand.
"This fabrication has many abilities. Many of which are still even unknown to me. The stones imbedded in its back are what helped you heal so quickly Miss (Last name)."
You nodded slowly and looked around the room. There was another bed across the room from you with a familiar blonde there, "That's Ludwig, isn't it?"
Deryn nodded simply, "Aye, it is. His wounds were much worse than yours (Male name)."
Your (e/c) orbs studied his face as well as they could from th
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Request for A-Lovely-Anxiety
"Shit," you mumbled to yourself as you tried to untangle from your German shepherd puppy's black leash along with the leashes of three other dogs, another shepherd, a retriever, and a doberman, that had approached. "Come on, Padfoot," you pleaded to your large dog, "Give me a break!"
As if things couldn't get any worse, the moment you'd been dreading approached and crashed over you like a wave just as you heard a strange laugh that sounded like "Kesesesese." A grunt of pain interrupted the laughter and you heard that same voice complaining to someone he called "West."
"Sie brauchen Hilfe?" a gruff German voice asked from behind you. Or, at least, you assumed he had asked by his tone, you were pretty awful in German despite your current location.
Craning your head back, you caught sight of a tall German man with slicked back blonde hair and icy blue eyes. Far behind him was a
.:GermanyxReader: Save me, Ludwig.:A gentle sigh escaped your thin lips. You and the main Axis Powers had been stranded on an abandoned southern island for a few days now. It was supposed to be up to Kiku, or Japan, to get transportation back to their base, but that didn't go exactly as planned. It seems when it comes to any type of transportation, Kiku was just as clueless as Feliciano, or Italy. You weren't exactly thrilled with being stuck on an island with three countries that bickered all the damn time. Especially Feli and Ludwig, also known as Germany. He was a total hardass to poor Feliciano. Ludwig was constantly training him, so much in fact that Feli would pass out with exhaustion. You would try to reason with the blue eyed nation, but he would only growl at you to stay out of it.More Like This
As you sipped from a coconut shell that was filled with coconut water, the sun began to set from behind you. You and the group had set up camp on the beach, since a fire could be easily seen from a wide open area. And because you did
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_____ sat with her long-time best friend Ludwig, watching a movie at his house. To be completely honest, _____ barely had any idea as to what was going on. The film was in German, and she could only pick out certain words and phrases. But she did know that this was one of Ludwig's favorite movies, and could put a smile on his face no matter what. Except for today. He sat, straight-faced and stern as ever, totally silent. It was strange. He'd been acting this way all day. She thought back to the events previous to now, coming up with nothing that she had said or done that could've caused this. They hadn't seen Feliciano or Lovino at all, nor Ludwig's asshole brother Gilbert. She wanted to ask him what was wrong, but she was slightly afraid. She always knew what was wrong, because he'd complain on and on about who- or whatever pissed him off.
But then again, he didn't seem pissed off. He seemed sad. There was a certain dismal look in his eyes, and everything he'd said today was in
Secret Love - Germany x reader: chapter oneYou were going to your best friend house, Gilbert. Though he was a big pervert you the liked albino man a lot, the way he always said he's awesome made you laugh and think how funny he was. But you was just his best friend, the man who you really had a big crush was his brother, Ludwig. Not that going to their house was an excuse to see him. Well, maybe just a little. You just loved to see the german man; his blue eyes, his blond hair, his deep voice, his shit! You loved to see him! The only man you ever loved in your whole life. And the only man that has never paid attention to you. 'I'm really not good lucked falling in love with him he will never see me as anything else but his brother's best friend. 'More Like This
You let a sigh out and then put a smile on your face, before knocking the door. You heard how Gil came yelling around.
"Yes, yes! Zhe awesome me is coming!!!" you rolled your eyes, he was sooo self-confident!!
"Hi, Gil!" you said when he opened it. "And hi, Gilbird." Yo
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Your chest heaved as your entire body strained to push out the final two laps. You felt like your side was splitting open, and your heart was racing a mile a minute (which was faster then your running, to say the least!)
You'd never been a very athletic person; mainly because your lungs would occasionally stop functioning. (Asthma, wouldn't you know?) Your friends had tried to get you to play sports, but you'd always opted out. Mandatory exercise was horrible, and gym class had been like taking a dagger to the gut.
Why then, had you signed up for an intense training camp, which lasted not one period, but a whole month?
You had no idea really. It was a spur of the moment type thing that happened while you were feeling depressed over your inability to protect yourself. A lifetime of avoiding physical exertion had left you terribly weak and out of shape.
The only thing that gave you a bit of hesitation was that you had to lie about your as
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"Zo~? Vat do you zink, ______? I'm a genius, right? With zis ve vill be able to find out if West likes you."
"You're joking aren't you?" you still in shock.
"Me? Joking? Never~, sweetheart!" he started with a smile but then he suddenly turned serious. "But do you agree vith it? You like him, and to do it von't be very pleasant to you"
You thought a little. It was a good plan
"Are you sure I'll be able to find out if he likes me with this?" you asked your best friend, uncertain for a moment.
"Trust me, libeling, it'll work. Zhe awesome me is always right!"
'I guess this is the best way I mean, sure it's easier to ask him if he loves me, but I don't have courage to do it!! It would be so embarrassing!!!'
"F-fine, I'll do it."
"Keseseseses~! I knew you would!" the albino man had his smile back in his face.
"I hope you're sure that it'll help me, Gilbert. 'Cuz if not, I won't look at yo
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Cher Patty? Pam...ela? Pauline...
Francis crumbled up the letter again and sighed. What had been her name again? He gave up and simply wrote:
Ma belle fleur,
Last night was absolutely beautiful.
Merci. Hope we can do this again sometime,
sincerement avec tout mon coeur,
It was perfect, he thought. He bent the sheet of paper and a placed it on the bedside table. He left the room just as the young lady in bed began to stir. As he properly dressed himself in her apartment elevator, he was uncomfortably reminded that he would not have time for breakfast before getting to work. What a shame. Working on an empty stomach was absolutely dreadful. He would always tell Arthur that and yet he would always ignore him...
By the time he got outside into the brisk air of Fall, he was really wishing he had taken his car. He hurried to the nearest subway entrance, paid the fair and got on a train. Yawning, he found a seat between some grisly fellow and a teenage.
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A little girl walked the streets of France while she had a tight grasp on her mother’s hand. Her large eyes lit up when a dove, as white as snow and as pure as heaven, swooped down low and glided right in front of her. The child was mesmerised by the bird’s swift and fluid movements. She broke away from her mother and ran to the edge of a busy road, reaching out her hands to try and catch the dove before it flew too high. Its wings were spread wide and as the child leaned forward further, the dove began to aim for the clouds. The child blinked and her attention switched from the winged animal to a figure sat upon a red roof of a tall house. As her arms fell down, her body began to collapse, but she did not take her eyes away from the person. Her mother was quick to catch her daughter. The child’s hand was back in the palm of her mother’s and she received a thorough lecture on how she was not to run awa
The Hanging Tree: RusAme OneshotIvan tugged at his scarf, and rubbed his palms together. He blew warm breath into his cupped hands in an attempt to prevent them from turning blue. It was cold, one of the coldest days in the history of Soviet Russia, but he could stand it. He could stand anything for Alfred.More Like This
It was almost midnight. The moon shone on the tree under which Ivan was waiting, creating an eerie pattern of shadowed branches, their twigs curled into misshapen claws, on Ivan's face. Where was he? Ivan shoved his hands in his pockets, anxiously waiting.
His fingers brushed against the two coils of coarse rope he had prepared earlier.
The minutes ticked by at an antagonistically slow pace. Still no sign of Alfred.
Panic rose in Ivan's heart, gnawing at his insides like a feral animal. His breath came out in puffy white clouds. It was past midnight. He had promised. He had. Didn't he know what would happen if he didn't come?
A dark figure, clad in snug-looking furs, was slowly shuffling towards him. The left side
Delphic (2P!Russia x Fem!Canada)"Well look at what we have here." A man seductively sang. He rounded her as if she were his prey; eyeing her up and down. An uncomfortable chill went down her spine. "Oh darling, you've been a bad girlie lately." He stated, still circling her.More Like This
"I-I'm sorry." Madeline sobbed. "I-I –"
"My dear Madeline! Have I not told you a million times? I am here to help you, love, not to harm you. You need to understand that." The man now stood behind her whispering in her ear.
"I-I'm so sorry, N-Nikolai. F-forgive me, please." Her weak creamy legs gave out beneath her. As she fell to the ground, the black haired male took a rough grasp of her wrist.
"Maddie, Maddie, Maddie. Don't faint on me, sunflower." His amethyst eyes made contact with her light indigo ones. "You need to understand that this is for the better." He sweetly spoke. His grip tightened on her creamy white wrist and brought her closer to himself as she squeaked in pain. "Madeline, you know exactly why you're here! Now quit your
Escaping Soviet Hell Pt. 3Raivis was drowning. He thrashed and kicked, but his limbs were pinned to his sides, save for one hand which reached above the water, an invisible cry for help.More Like This
He woke up, panting. There was no water; he was not drowning. However, he was entangled in three layers of blankets and one very strong pair of arms.
Raivis glanced over his shoulder. He lay in the arms of a man who, in his eyes, could only be described as a monster. His sleeping face made him look harmless—sweet even—but Raivis knew the truth. Ivan was cruel.
As if he was eavesdropping on the Latvian’s thoughts, Ivan’s violet eyes flickered open. The Russian smiled.
“Good morning, Raivis,” he said in his low voice.
“G-good morning, sir,” Raivis answered. He tried to wriggle out of Ivan’s grasp, but he realised with shock that his left hand had been chained to the bedpost.
“Did you sleep well?” Ivan beamed, apparently oblivious to Raivis
Escaping Soviet Hell pt 2 Ivan sat in the armchair by the window, watching the sun rise over the wilderness. His knees were tucked up against his body, and he rested his chin on his knees. A thousand questions swirled in his mind.More Like This
How far has Toris got?
Is he dead?
Did he see me watching him?
Does he hate me?
Ivan shuddered at the last question, discarding it like an empty vodka bottle. He couldn't blame Toris for hating him; he had every right to, considering everything the Russian had done to hurt him—deliberately or not. Even so, he hoped that Toris didn't completely hate him. It was a selfish thought, but he wanted to be forgiven.
There was a quiet knock on the door.
"Da, come in," Ivan called.
He heard the door open and saw Eduard's reflection in the window, carrying a tray with Ivan's breakfast on it.
The Russian felt a lump rise in his throat. That was Toris's job.
Escaping Soviet Hell pt.1It started in the winter of 1989. At first, there was just a flicker of rebellion in Toris's eyes, the faint glimmer of hope that maybe, just maybe, he could escape this Soviet hell. He cultivated this hope cautiously, caring for it like a seedling that would soon blossom. He had to be careful, pick the right time to allow it to flourish.More Like This
Soon enough, his time came.
Toris watched his Russian boss out of the corner of his eye as he washed the dishes. The large man was slumped at the kitchen table, resting his head in one hand, holding an unlit cigarette in the other. His violet eyes matched the purple shadows underneath them, and his beige hair was unwashed and lifeless. He sighed for the umpteenth time that morning.
Toris was no longer afraid of his boss. Who would be scared of a wreck like Ivan?
It wasn't that the Russian was weak; Toris had no doubt that Ivan could still crush his skull in an instant, if he wanted to.
The problem was, he just couldn't be b
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"I just love you so much, (Name)." He murmured as his hands started trailing circles on your arms up and down in a twist of patterns.
"More than sunflowers?" You giggle, feeling high on the beauty people call love.
"So much more." He replied as he started to place delicate kisses on your neck and down to your collar bone. Moments like these were your favorite. When it was just you and him, his arms wrapped around your waist in a protective manner. These moments were like paradise.
"Hmm, Ivan~" You murmurer and roll over, expecting to find the handsome Russian's warm body welcoming you to snuggle into him. As soon as your mind realized there was nothing but empty, unused bed, your eyes snap open and delicate, unwanted tears start to roll down your cheeks. Why did you have to leave?