Prussia x Reader: Goodbye for the Last TimeIt was another normal day for the Prussian man as he was parking in the hospital's parking lot. He was here to see her again, his beautiful wife.
Their love was something he cherished more than beer, his friends, and even himself. No matter how selfish he got, you brought him back to being considerate about the family.
Yes, he had settled down that. It was still hard for his brother to grasp to this day, but that was how it was. He had gotten married and had a beautiful little boy.
His name was Dominik and he was a bright guy for being only five. He had a light silver hair similar to his father's but his eyes were far from red. They were your eye color that matched the soft expression his face had to match your own.
Gilbert's influence was in the hair, accent, pale skin, and attitude. He was full of spunk and a real big rebel, but that was alright.
It reminded Gilbert about his own past; excluding all the blood loss and war though. He was glad his son got the calmness he ne
Request - Prussia x Kid!Reader : FamilyI was walking across a field alone after West and I had a big fight. He never really understood me anyway ... but I was too proud to admit that I owed him a lot for taking me in after my Country was dissolved. Truth be told, I just wanted to get away for a few minutes because West's obsession with cleaning and strong dislike for mess was pissing me off. The whole thing that started the argument was that I'd left my dirty underwear on the bathroom floor. I told him I forgot to pick them up, but West insisted that I did it on purpose because I "forget" regularly. So I told him that I had so many of his nags to focus on and I could only work on one at a time. Then he did this big sigh that he always does when we argue and said "I don't nag you, Prussia". By the end of it, I just decided to take a walk. But I never expected to find something that would change my life on my small journey. Anyway, that's enough about the situation. I'm going to carry on with the storyMore Like This
So I was taking a walk
Desperado - A Prussia Tribute |with xReader|More Like This
A Prussia Tribute
/My version of understanding…the song/
Tip: Just imagine Gilbert at his finest performance…and you'll go ermahgerd!
Desperado…. Prussia Tribute
/My version of understanding…the song/
Tip: Just imagine Gilbert at his finest performance…and you'll go ermahgerd!
The bar was admonishingly quiet; the atmosphere was relatively pale except for the low hum of the music "I Wanna Know What Love Is". Gilbert sat on the stool with his beer on his hand. He remained frozen there, staring at the distance. He sighed.
Desperado…. Prussia Tribute
/My version of understanding…the song/
Tip: Just imagine Gilbert at his finest performance…and you'll go ermahgerd!
The bar was admonishingly quiet; the atmosphere was relatively pale except for the low hum of the music "I Wanna Know What Love Is". Gilbert sat on the stool with his beer on his hand. He remained frozen there, staring at the distance. He sighed.
"Sir," the bartender called. "The pianist will be in a seco
Awesome Enough (Prussia x Reader)More Like This
You were walking in the school hallways. You were a nobody basically and no one notices you. You opened your locker and put your history book away to grab your science one. Out of nowhere, you see a rush of girls run over to a group of three guys.
'There they go again...' you thought. The BTT, as they liked to be called, was group of three guys who are very handsome and every girl loves them. You do also, but you would never admit that. You sigh and close your locker.
Then as you were about to walk off, a pair of arms slips around your waist. "Vhat is your name, frau?" whispers the person who has you ttrapped in the'r arms. You knew who it was. It was Gilbert Belischmidt. He was the albino with snowy colored hair and red eyes that you thought was the most handsome of them all.
"Im ________." You say, blushing slightly as he pulls you closer. "Vell, _______, Vhy didnt du come over to see us like zhe other girls?" he asks as he turns you a
Interruption (Prussia x Reader)More Like This
You were at Germany's house today. He was teaching you about the basics of cooking. While he was teaching you, an albino man with red eyes and snowy colored hair walks into the kitchen. "Hallo Vest, and vho is zhis?" asks the strange man who looked at you.
"Zhis is ________." says Germany to the man. "Nice meeting you...um...." "Im zhe awesome Prussia! Kesesese ~" he says with a weird laugh. You and Germany go back to teaching you the basics of cooking and Prussia decides to sneak in between you and Germany.
"Bruder, vhat is it du vant?" Germany asks with slight annoyance in his voice. "Zhe awesome me vas vondering...Can I borrow _______ for a vhile?" He says with a small smile. "And vhy vould I let du do zhat?" "Because I am zhe awesome one! Kesesese ~" says Prussia, laughing that weird laugh again.
They argued the whole time and you just sat there bored. You just decided to sit in the livingroom. Soon you fell asleep. Once you woke up, you fe
Curing bad dreams (PrussiaXReader)Gilbert groaned, his temperature feverish as he tossed in his bed. “N-nein!” He muttered, biting his lip.More Like This
In the throngs of his dream he was staring at your bloodied body in despair, tears running down his face. He heard a sound behind him and spun around, hoping to see the perpetrator. The shape slipped out of his sight around the corner and Gilbert stood up after gently putting down your body, chasing after it.
Rage the sole thing on his mind, he pushed his legs to go at a near inhuman speed.
Franctically searching for it, he skidded on the landing, starting to sprint down the steps.
As he wasn’t paying attention to his footing, he yelped when his foot trod on air. Lurching forward, Gilbert sat bolt upright in his bed, panting heavily. As he tried to calm his breathing he blinked at the alarm clock.
Well that was lucky at least, it was set to go off in five minutes. Quickly he turned it off and lay back down, snuggling into your back.
He needed some reassurance that
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You looked back at Gilbert, who was still waiting for an answer. The little boy wouldn't stop crying, so you sighed and stood up with a plan.
"You know, if you were a big boy, you wouldn't cry anymore." You said.
"But-! I'm lost!" His eyes grew big with concern.
"Not anymore! If I found you you're no longer lost." You winked, "C'mon inside, it gets chilly here." You walked back to the house, and the little boy followed you. Gilbert glanced back at you and you had to answer, it was his house after all, you couldn't just bring random spirits into his house.
"He's a lost spirit." You whispered, "He probably doesn't even know he's dead."
"As long as he doesn't make a mess of things, he can stay." Gilbert said.
You went to the living room, and sat the boy down on the couch. He took off his backpack and put it next to him. To you they were as visible as a person, but to some they were like vague visions and to the others they're not even there.
My 'Awesome' Pen Pal (Prussia x Reader) Chapter 9More Like This
The next day seemed like any other. The children were playing outside in the snow, laughing and having a good time, while the birds sung around them. Everything is just-.
"Luddy~! I'm starving!!"
"Bruder, vill you just calm down! I'm making your breakfast right now, gott!"
"Danke bruder!" Ludwig growled in annoyance as he tried to finish making breakfast. Gilbert was still bed ridden because not only has he received several cuts and bruises, but he also (somehow) pulled a muscle when he tried to get away from the thugs. So now he had to lie in bed for several more days until his leg healed. When Ludwig told his brother this little bit of information, Gilbert literally smiled like the Grinch when he plotted the destruction of Christmas. To say Ludwig wasn't nervous or frightened was a complete and utter lie. 
"I'm coming, just keep your gott damned pants on!" Gilbert smirked widely at his brothers irritation as you sweat drop
By The Book: Girl X Prussia (Part 3)More Like This
By the Book: Part 3
The next day at school, Gilbert seemed a little 'mental' today You
figured it was because his precious book was 'mysteriously' gone. He
had asked almost everyone in school if they had seen it and had checked
every lost and found but no one had or seen the book since yesterday
afternoon besides you of course .
You decided to play innocent and 'pretend' to have found it in the
girls bathroom since that's the only place he hadn't checked.
"I'll help you look for it, Gilbert. Did you check the girl's bathroom?"
"No! I couldn't check there! People will think I'm trying to pull something,
and ze awesome me might just get a slap in the face for even glancing in
"I'll go in for you", you said with a optimistic smile.
"Danke! That means a lot __________."
"Anything for you~!"
With those last words of yours, a blush filled to his cheeks. Before
you could leave to the bathroom, he grabbed your hand. You looked back
at him, your face turning pink an
PrussiaxReader- Blind Date"So…"More Like This
You swirled the straw in your drink around awkwardly, watching the albino German across the table from you fidget with his shirt collar, grinning awkwardly.
"You're an engineer, huh? That's cool…" Your gaze flicked to your watch. 8:05. Only ten minutes left…
Gilbert shrugged, "I guess…" He looked at his phone. 8:06. 'Nine minutes to go… It would be so much better if she let me touch her boobs…' Gil thought, irritated.
"Well, uh…" you trailed off, not sure what to say next. 'This would be so much nicer if he would cuddle with me…' you thought sadly.
Gil looked at your glass, "Are you done with your drink?"
You nodded, "Yeah. And are you ready to go?"
"Ja. Let's get out of here, Frau." Gilbert pushed his chair back with an awful screech.
You flagged down a waiter for the bill and looked over at Gil but he seemed in no hurry to pay so you took out your wallet, handing your credit card over and giving the German your famous death stare.
"I uh… left my vallet at home." He trie
Sending Wishes to the Sea~ Pirate!GilbertxReaderThere once was a girl who lived in a beautiful estate by the sea. She had everything in the world that she could wish for, bit all she really wanted was some time for herself. She would often go to the seashore and sit for hours on the sand and stare at the rolling waves. It was a beautiful and calm time for her, a way for her to leave the stresses of life. It was here that she could take off the heavy dresses, the corsets, the petticoats and wear a simple smock and just play for a bit. It was something that she was sure that her stuffy governess would have been horrified to see and the gossipy maids would laugh and tell the whole town about it… but that was part of why she liked this midnight tryst so much…More Like This
They didn’t know she was doing this at all.
It was just her and the beach… or so she thought.
One night, when she was watching the stars sparkle in the sky and the moon’s reflection
dance in the ocean waves she felt another presence staring at her.
PrussiaXReader: PleaseYou skimmed over the small note you found in your locker. You almost choked when you read it and sprinted to the roof. You ran up the stairs panting and praying you weren't too late. Tears formed in your eyes as you clinched onto the paper in your hand. Worry and doubts filled your mind only making matters worse. You made it to the top floor and swung the door open. A small sigh of relief was released when you saw he was still alive. Yet you couldn't breathe easy until he was off of the ledge. You tried to walk up to him but he gave you a dirty glare. Your heart split in two when his eyes met yours.More Like This
"___! Get away! I just want to jump in peace…" The Albino yelled.
"No! Gilbert please, you don't have to do this! It's not the way out!" You managed to choke out.
"___, if you take one more step I will jump, I'm not joking! It's too late for me; can't you just let me die?" His voice grew softer as well did his expression. You took his warning and stopped walking but the tears that were form
The Perfect Relationship. - Prussia x Reader.More Like This
You smiled lightly, acknowledging that your boyfriend, Gilbert, was standing across from you in the train. His hand embracing the railing and texting at the same time.
You took out your phone as you received a text almost instantaneously.
"Fancy meeting you here, beautiful." The two of you exchanged smiles as you texted back.
"Yes, the awesome Gilbert. I didn't know you took this train. Didn't you always take the R?"
You shoved the phone back into your pocket as you heard him snap his fingers, noticing that he motioned for you to check the device again.
"Train was dead halfway down Lineyard Street station ): -" You stopped reading once noticing his unhappy emoticon and smiled. He rarely used them because they were 'un-awesome', he said. "So they told us to transfer to the D. Apparently it's magical and it goes where I need it to be, which is awesome; but not as awesome as I am though."
"Of course, no one is as awesome as you, right? By the way,
Dreaming Reality |Prussia x Reader|You opened your eyes with a yawn, as small birds started to chirp. Was it morning already? They sang their early songs as if the whole world was their stage and you couldn't help yourself but smile at the cheerful melodies. It was, indeed, music that greeted your ears. And it was, indeed, morning. The night was gone and all that remembered you of the darkness and full moon was your cloudy vision and the nightgown you were wearing. A simple, but beautiful piece of cloth that framed your body - almost as if it was made just for you. It seemed so soft like the fluffy cotton clouds on sunny days and felt like the most expensive satin. You purred slightly and reached for the body next to you. The radiating warmth, melted with a soft note of cozy feelings, made your heart flutter as if your whole body could fly away any second. You felt free. More than that: You felt alive.More Like This
Everything around you was painted with innocent, foggy textures that illuminated the small room with bright rays of the
Prussia x Reader ~Thorn Bird~~Thorn Bird~More Like This
__________ never meant to hurt him; she was too pure for that, too pure for someone with his background, his behaviors. It might have been because of the way she was brought up and how stringent her parents were, making her tiptoe on thin ice so she could get to the other side of her fragile lake she called life.
What had fascinated him was how ____________ could stand up to all of that. Even when he saw her bruises and scars from an accidental rush of the wind blowing back her long hair that draped over her face, she would smile and simply reply, "I fell." He knew she was lying.
He wanted to do something. He wanted to help her. He so desperately wanted her to recognize him, to acknowledge his existence. He didn't want to be the blurry slush of paint in the backdrop that shied away from the real subjects. Did she have any subjects she focused on in her canvas? If he was curious, he was too afraid to ask, yet he was hurt. He wished, with all his heart, that she could look p
Prussia x Reader- As Long As You Are MineGilbert stood under a pine tree as rain poured down all around him, and a few drops were dripping on the hood of his sweater. It's been five years since he was lying under this tree. Not out of enjoyment, not out of laziness, but out of excruciating pain and he was clinging onto dear life in this very spot in this very weather. Five years since he met her. Five years since she saved his life.More Like This
Gilbert was in a gang for most of his preteen and teenaged life. He was wild, rambunctious and did everything he could to be in the spotlight, just once. His parents ignored him in place of his younger brother who was the perfect child in their eyes. Gilbert held no grudge against his little brother, Ludwig, in fact he adored him more than their parents. But he held a grudge against his parents because no matter what he did, he could not please them.
He always felt as an outcast.
And it made him feel filthy.
What was so good about him? He had kept his spirits and confidence at a
Frozen tears (A Jack Frost x Reader One-shot)More Like This
It was Christmas eve, the busiest day in the pole. Yeti's were scurrying round, making sure everything was ready to go so North could leave in order to deliver the presents.
The elves, well they were just being elves.
And you, well you were in the midst of it all, trying to avoid the giant Yeti's from stampeding over you.
And most importantly, trying to avoid Jack.
You and Jack had been friends for a while, after a cold, hard snowball had smacked you right in the face.
It was a harsh meeting. But he was more shocked you could see him than the foul language pouring out of your mouth. You were a teenager; No teenager had believed for centuries.
But you were an exception.
You had grown up with the legends, So it wasn't really that unnatural.
But to the guardians, it was a big thing.
Jack took you to meet them, after North's insistence. He told you that he felt "In his belly" that a teenager, somewhere, believed. Tooth just wanted to check out your teeth, stating they were pearly white, Bu
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(h/L)= Hair Lenght
(h/C)= Hair Color You sat in the rollie chair at your desk that was placed by the only window in your room with your blue jean cladded legs criss crossed. The afternoon sun making the winter's snow look like millions of vibrant diamonds. A few rays of the sun snaked its way through the branches and icicles on the old oak tree right outside said window, casting strange, curved and pointed shadows that slightly swayed in the gentle breeze all around your room.
Your right arm propped up you head as your left repeatedly tapped your pencil on you sketch pad. You sighed heavily. You wanted to draw but you had no idea what. Every time you got a sliver of a idea that bubble would be forcefully popped, your train of th
::Cute Magic:: England x Reader"Oh, my, I'm terribly sorry, (Name)," Arthur apologized.More Like This
"Pfft~! You were trying to make me into a little kid?" Francis pondered, trying to keep himself from laughing. "Oh, Artie, I didn't think you were –"
"DAMN YOU TO BLOODY HELL, WANKER!"
"Arthur-san, maybe we shouldn't speak such vulgar language in front of (Name)-san," Kiku suggested, trying to calm down the British man. Arthur looked over to (Name) who had her ears covered by Feliciano and looked around curiously at the two men that she couldn't hear.
He sighed as Feliciano took his hands off her ears. "I guess I was lucky. I was looking at the wrong spell. The original idea was to turn this . . . freak of nature over here into an actual frog. (Name) didn't have to suffer that, so that's good to hear." Arthur picked the little girl (who looked much younger than his younger brother) up into his arms. "This was my fault, so I guess I'll take care of (Name) until this spell wears off."
"And make her suffer that horrid thing you call
Dream Cafe: GermanyXOC: Ch 1"Carmen, if you don't-a get up, you'll a-be late for your new job!"More Like This
"Why do I have to get a job anyway, fratello?"
"Because you're kind of a lazy ass and need to make some money! Antonio pays me nothing and we all know Feli is useless."
"That's not nice, fratello."
"CARMEN VARGAS, GET YOUR TINY ASS OUT OF BED," Lovino bellowed as he pulled me by my shoulders out of my bed and onto the floor. That was my lovely morning, woken up by my older brother yelling. Feliciano was still fast asleep, lying in his bed across the room. I had to share a room with him, sadly. Ludwig, Lovino and Kiku had all gotten fed up with him, but I didn't mind my brother.
"I do not a-want to get up!"
"I DON'T A-CARE WHAT YOU WANT. GET. UP."
He growled. "GET UP OR I WILL A-START CHOKING YOU."
"No! Don't! I'm up, Lovi! I'm up!" I stood up and pulled on the hem of my pajama shirt, running my fingers over the little skulls that decorated it. He groaned loudly and started cursing rapidly
If The Performance fits! AmericaxReader taleCHAPTER 1More Like This
"...I'll need a saviour." I sang.
Then turned off my keyboard. I sighed. I'll never be like Alfred F. Jones. He's such a great singer, any kid would dream to be like him. Including me.
"(Name)!" Mom called, "Time for school!"
"Ok!" I yelled, "Coming."
Then grabbed my bag and coat from the chair I placed it on and headed up the stairs from the studio I created to work on my singing and dancing. Though no one will ever see me because I'm too shy for anyone to see.
"Ok, let's go!" I said as I dashed out the door and hurried into the Lexus waiting for us outside.
Then my mom drove me to school, the one place I dread. Not because I hate it's because the people. Even though I have tons of friends the older grade picks on us so I always have to be the one to stand up for the younger grades. The worst people are the BTT, also known as the Bad Touch Trio. They always picked on me just because I always stand the younger grades ground.
Yup, that's life for yo
AmericaxReader: Friends Forever! Part2CHAPTER 2More Like This
Ni hao (name)." My father chirped from the kitchen, "How was your day?" I grabbed a spring roll from the fridge. "It's cool." I said, "I can't believe I use to live here." "We sure did! I had to tell you though because of the accident." Baba reminded me. "Something strange happened to me today." I spoke. "Hm, and what's that?" He asked. "A boy with dirty blonde hair with a cute little cowlick with the most bluest eyes you can ever see hugged me out of nowhere." I told him, "He says he knows me but I don't know him. Do you?" I turned to look at him. He had stopped cutting the carrots for the fried rice for dinner. "No, I do not." He sighed. I could tell something was wrong with baba, but I don't know the reason so I just left the kitchen and hurried up the stairs to my room. It wasn't much, just my bed beside the entrance and a desk beside the window that peered down on to the snowy busy streets of the small town. The most precious thing I have
Fairy Godmother's Gift .:SwitzerlandXReader:. Ch1You opened your eyes as the white and red smoke cleared there laid a man with messy blond hair,a green button down shirt and black jeans covered him. You also saw a small glint that looked like a handgun but you couldn't be sure.More Like This
"Oh you got Vash! He should be waking up soon." Fairy god mother said cheerily.
~Flash back Vash's POV~
Lilly was going to take me somewhere but she wouldn't tell me where.
"Lilly, where are you taking me?" I asked annoyed as she dragged me around the town.
"Don't worry Big Bruder, we're here." Lilly said stopping in front of a tall brick building in the downtown area.
"Lilly what is this place?" I asked as she dragged me inside. The building's inside was nicely furnished. It all looked so...expensive.
The woman in front lookd up at us and smiled.
"Hello, I'm guessing you're Vash and Lilly, am I correct?" She asked.
"Yes we are." Lilly said politly.
"Alright, whoever the appointment is for must sign this and then you are free to go up and see Fairy Godmother."
2p!EnglandxReader - Art of DistressThe History of Sir Oliver Baines-Kirkland of LondonMore Like This
Oliver Baines-Kirkland was married to [First Name] Baines-Kirkland on September 2nd, 2010. They had two sons, Timothy Carter and Riley Beckenridge as of present. Oliver Baines-Kirkland showed no prior signs of insanity or psychopathic tendencies, not did it pass onto his sons. As of current, Timothy Carter is now in collage and Riley Beckenridge is living with a family friend, Jean-Luc Masson. Oliver Baines-Kirkland was tried on an account of murder and cannibalism but released on account of insanity. He's known for being very well-behaved, except when the subject of his dead wife and sons are brought up, in which he becomes silent and somber. When pushed, he can be easily defined as 'violently discordant'.
Lili Zwingli, a helper at the mental hospital, read the card with a quiet curiosity. She hadn't been assigned to him, as the name was unfamiliar to her. She carted off his dinner to his cell, Cell 221b. She had been here for
Heta High [Readerx???]-Chapter 20It was the middle of November. Today, tennis-club was cancelled due to your teacher being 'busy', as she called it. The older club members said something about her stalking Mr. Braginski. Well, you weren't complaining. More time for you to relax. You looked through one of the windows in the hallway, and saw that it was raining heavily. In your mind, you thanked your parents that they always reminded you to carry a small umbrella in your bag.More Like This
As you made your way to the exit of the school, you saw a certain british boy standing there.
"Bloody rain... Couldn't you wait a little bit...", you heard him say.
"Hello Arthur! Is something wrong?" you asked him.
"It's just that I forgot my umbrella in my room this morning. I'll just have to wait until the rain lightens up..."
"I have a umbrella. We could share it, if you want to", you suggested.
"Really?! I mean, if that's what you want..."
"Well, let's go", you said and opened the umbrella.
Magician!USUKxDetective!Reader: Phantom Dance V.IIMore Like This
Cosmopolitan Museum certainly lived up to many expectations. Security was even more uptight than usual. Why? Well,it was because of no one but the infamous Arsene L.Kirkland.
You looked around the whole museum while you followed Inspector Jones as he led you around.
"Yikes. The security's too uptight,Inspector. Don't you think that this is well...too much for this one particular criminal?"
"Too much is not enough for that son of a--You get my point. That thief gave us the roundabout the other night and just when I thought I was going to be able to finally put him behind bars,the guy pulls out one helluva trick on me.",the Inspector looked pissed and flushed. You both continued walking around,checking with the officers on duty before the heist begins.
"Trick? Oh,right~ I saw it from the security camera footage. Quite the illusion."
"Illusion? Yeah,right. As if I'd be fooled by an illusion."
"Well...you actually did.",you thought and waved your finger around.
"There is but one tru
PrussiaXReader ~ The Dissolution of PrussiaThis story plays in the World War 2, on the 24.01.1943. It's not the real history story, because the Allied Control dissolved Prussia (poor Prussia )More Like This
You see your fiancé on the battlefield. You want to run to him, but your legs told you before not to do it. Then you see a tall man. You don't know him, but you recognize he has a gun in his hand and his target is Gilbert Beilschmidt, your future husband. Then he shoots and Gilbert falls to the ground. You scream and want to run to him...but you can't.
You woke up, bathed in sweat and you gasp hard. You look at the clock, it is 3.45 am. Then you see Gilbert on his bedside, who looks in your eyes. Then you nearly jump on him and hug him tight. You begin to cry, even you don't want it. Your fiancé sighs and asks you quiet: "Again? Did you dreamt that I die?". You sob and nod. Gilbert wraps his arms around your back and tries to calm you down. A few minutes later, you fall asleep on him and whisper his name.
Prussia X Reader: Awesome meets AmazingPrussia X Reader Amazing Meets AwesomeMore Like This
When was the last time you'd been to one anyways? It's not like you had anything against fun, it's just school had an amazing way of needling into your life.
Ah well, what could you do? You'd rather go to the park with your friends any day. I mean the three of you were practically destined To have fun. You were just that amazing obviously.
" Alright, I've got some stuff to ditch here anyways," you replied into your phone.
"Y'know what this means right?" Your friend replied, "Triple Trouble is back in action!"
You let out a laugh as you twirled in your spinning chair, "Oh definitely, we should bring our sunglasses and just troll that park!"
"I like the way you think ______," she said in a clearly amused tone
"Alright, I'll meet you guys there, but no 'lasagna business', ok? I don't wanna start 'hasta la pasta-ing' your faces off," you replied giggling at the memory and poking t
Spiel strasse~ *Teacher!Prussia X Student!Reader*~Spiel strasse~More Like This
*Teacher!Prussia X Student!Reader*
'If you want to find out
What love is about
And if you are lonley baby
Just open your mind
You're one of a kind
Just gotta live your life...'
The older Beilschmidt contemplated,his head in his hand,while the students wrote.It was the final exam,as the teenagers were to finish their Senior year.
Blue inked pens hit the blank pages,circling correct - or thought to be correct - answers,filling in the gaps,differently coloured orbs reading at an incredibile speed the text - it was a fragment from Goethe's well known piece of art,'Faust',as the German teacher thought nothing would represent better the language than the classical literature,the cradle of melodical harmony and both religion and moral -.
The male let a small sigh escape his lips as his own ruby red gaze wandered through the mass of students.
They were a good class,indeed.But each class has his black sheeps - with whom the Prussian male got accustomed from
Prussia X Reader: Fall For YouThis is my little Songfic for Prussia AKA Gilbert Enjoy~~~More Like This
The best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting
Could it be that we have been this way before
I know you don't think that I am trying
I know you're wearing thin down to the core
She couldn't take it. She could not. He always acted like this. He was immature, and arrogant. Gilbert was always drunk or going out with his friends to get drunk and sleep around with other girls. This was it. ________ couldn't take it anymore. She was packing her things while he was out with Antonio and Francis. She couldn't help but feel regret from leaving him. She loved him but she couldn't take the fighting. Just as _________ was looking through the closet she heard the door open and close. Gilbert was home. "___________?" he called out through the house, wow he wasn't drunk tonight. He walked into the bedroom and saw her tossing clothes
Wolfsbane Part One :wolf!PrussiaXReader: Wolfsbane: Part OneMore Like This
You sighed as you stepped out into the rain, using the stacks of newspapers in your hand as an umbrella. It wasn't a shocker when they quickly became soaked through, and all it really did was weigh down your head a bit. Part of you said to stay in the store, but you knew you had to get home and continue to unpack.
You had just moved to Germany from (country of origin) to get on your own two feet. Of course, your parents had been adamant about strapping you to a chair and making you stay at home, but you had been just as determined to leave the nest and show them that you could make it on your own. Why you picked Germany, you didn't really know. All you knew was that as soon as you had seen the ad for a cheap little one story house in one of the suburbs of Berlin online, you knew that it was the place
Hetalia 7 Mins in Heaven- 2p Prussia- Blank PaperMore Like This
In your hand you pulled out from the black hat a...piece of paper. When you examined the piece of paper, you noticed that there was nothing written on it or anything drawn. At first you thought it might have a secret message but your conclusion was wrong when you lifted it on the ceiling light.
"Uh, I'm not sure if it helps, but I thought I saw someone went inside," said Alfred where you gave a 'really, no way' face that made Alfred said "I'm don't know, I could be wrong! But I'm never wrong, right?"
No one answered that question...
Now with assumption of someone being inside, you decided to go in and see if Alfred's conclusion was right. But as you got nearer to the closet, you felt a tap on the shoulder and saw behind you 2p Germany. You didn't understand what he wanted until you heard what he said.
"Hübsches Mädchen, you should know my dumb brother is in there. If he doesn't even get a single hickey on you, I will Bust eine Kappe auf, die Gehirn seiner." he sounded awfully
Our Last Summer [Fem!Prussia x Reader | Yuri]Your name is Julchen Beilschmidt and you are hopelessly in love with your best friend.More Like This
It started out innocently enough. There would be that little tug on your heartstrings every time her mouth curved into a smile. Then your skin would become hot and unbearably tight whenever she would say your name. Finally, your throat would close up if she looked you directly in the eyes and you would find yourself unable to properly respond to what she was saying without stumbling over your words like a fool.
Of course, the fact remains that in order to maintain your reputation as a wild and strong-willed person, you have to try your damnedest to hide all those emotions whenever (name) is around.
Today just happens to be one of those days in which you must do so.
It's summer. The summer between your senior year of high school and first year of college. The last summer that you and your friends will probably be together for a long, long time. The last summer you will be with (name) before she goes o
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The albino’s obnoxious laugh echoed throughout the chaotic classroom. The teacher, finishing early, had assigned the last fifteen minutes of the class to “studying”.
Which honestly meant that she sat in the corner with earphones on, as the excited teenagers talked loudly.
“And then the awesome me took mein bruders boxers and got them vet and left them in the unawesome freezer vhile he was at Feli’s house.”
“Honhonhon, what did your frère do?” his flirty French friend asked, idly resting his head on his hand.
“Oi, Lovino!” The Spaniard Antonio called to the loudmouthed Southern Italian covering the other conversation.
Who happened to be sitting behind you.
“What do you want, you tomato sucker,” you cringed as your friend’s unnaturally loud voice seemed to rupture your ears.
“I found this ch
Daddy!PrussiaXDaughter!Reader: Dad is Dead“Papa? Papa!! PAPA!!!! PAAAAAAAAPAAAAAA!!!!!!!!” (Name) screamed and ran from the bathroom to her room as fast as she could.More Like This
No answer came.
(Name) groaned and whipped out her cell phone. Her thumbs flew all over the keyboard. Once she was satisfied with her message to her father, the awesome Gilbert Beilschmidt, she pressed send.
‘Papa, there is a huge moth in the bathroom! Please kill it. ~(Initials)’
(Name) curled up on her bed, lifting her feet up off the floor so nothing under her bed could grab her ankle and yank her under. She heard an odd creaking sound and out of instinct she squeaked and threw her comforter over her head and tried to control her rapid breathing.
She heard a ping come from her cellular device. She snatched it up quickly and opened the most recent text message. It was from her Papa.
She breathed a sigh of relief, knowing he was probably texting her to tell her he killed the moth. But that is not what she read.
‘Papa is dead.
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Note: I recommend listening to songs by Lifehouse for this story. Just look it up on Youtube.
Janurary 1, 2013
Location: New York City, USA
"Happy New Years!" you shouted along with another voice, filling the empty apartment halls of your home.
You squealed, burying your face into your albino boyfriend's chest. He hugged you back, and picked up your face for a gentle kiss. As you pulled back, your squeals silenced, you gazed at his face as the television created crazy shadows on his pale features. You blinked, shifting your weight on your pale tan couch.
"I love you so much Gilbert," you giggled, hugging him tighter.
He laughed, and you could tell he smiled also, "Ich liebe dich... you're my awesome girl. Don't forget that."
"O-Okay," you laughed, your voice cracking.
January 25, 2013
Location: New York City, USA
"Gil, that chair is so ugly. W
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Red colored orbs snapped open at the sound of someone banging at his front door. Gilbert groaned, groggily rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he rolled out of bed. Blinking a few times to focus his surroundings, he turned to his clock, which read 2:47 A.M. Gilbert smacked his cheek. "Why me..." Using the bed for support, Gilbert lifted himself up to his feet, heading toward the door.
Swinging it open, Gilbert half muttered to himself. "What do you want..." A small wail at his feet shocked him. He looked down, seeing a small child, looking no more then ten months old. Short (h/c) swept across her smooth cheeks, looking like silk. She stopped crying for a second, opening her eyes. Gilbert gasped: they were the most beautiful shade of (e/c) he had ever seen.
Kneeling down, Gilbert nervously picked up the girl, making her calm down immediately. She looked up at him, crimson hue meeting that hypnotizing (e/c).
In the light pink blanket she was wrapped up in, Gilbert saw a faded envelo
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Beep, beep, beep.
A soft groan came, and the rustle of bed sheets next.
Beep, beep, beep.
Gilbert yawned loudly, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he woke up. Lazily, he slammed his hand down on the annoying clock, effectively shutting it off. Sitting up in bed, Gilbert sighed, trying to fight the exhaust overcoming him. He was suddenly startled awake by the sound of crying. He wasn't sure who it was, but well, Gilbert being Gilbert, he kinda freaked out a bit. But don't worry, he'll deny it later.
Flailing his arms and legs, Gilbert let out a few squeaks before falling to the floor. Lifting himself up, he saw that only a baby was lying on his bed.
Wait a second. A baby?!
Memories of the previous night flooded into the Prussian's mind, as he remembered little _______ being left on her doorstep. She was awake now, of course, her eyes snapped shut as she was crying.
Gilbert panicked slightly. He had absolutely no idea what to do. Almost shakily making his way
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It was your little secret that you almost drowned in your tears almost every single night. And you never knew this would happen. Everything was so great at the beginning, when you and Ludwig got together, you went for dates and you ended up moving to him too. But something went really wrong.
Slowly, he changed for some reason. Knowing that he had you, he didn't worry so much about you anymore and he seemed quite effortless in keeping your relationship. You felt like getting you was just one thing on his to do list and now that is was done, he put you aside.
He spent more and more time in his room, sitting at his desk, doing work. And you could never disturb him, he always got so angry if he was interrupted in his work. With a sad sigh you just looked for somethin
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Are you a saint, or a sinner?
If love's a fight, then I shall die,
With my heart on a trigger.
You laughed to yourself as you sprinted down the streets. You loved your job. You created confusion and turmoil in people's feelings, made them lose control. Yes, you were the demon of Lust. You were the reason people forced themselves upon others. Humans were so easily duped into those lustful feelings, and you absolutely adored it. You glanced back over your shoulder, checking to see if you had lost the pathetic angels that had been pursuing you. You looked back in front of you, just in time to smash face first into what felt like a brick wall. Hmm, well, a brick wall that was a tad soft. And warm... You shook your head as you slowly sat up on the ground, trying to clear your mind of the crash-induced haze. You looked at the "wall" and your eyes widened. You hadn't ran into a wall. You had ran smack into the strong chest of a ver
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"IM SO SORRY! SIR!!"
You quickly gave a 90 degree now toward the Lance Corporal Rivaille. You didn't mean to be in his office and be scold by him again, but your clumsiness just handed you over to him.
He stood up from his chair and read the complaint letters about you.
He sighed. "How many times do I have to tell you to watch your steps or even your small actions?"
You stood up straight and started to count in your mind.
"Around 527, sir." You smiled.
You flinched as he slammed the letters on his desk."I told you that many times, how can you always make the same freaking mistake?? IDIOT!"
You wanted to cry. "I'm so sorry..."
He slowly walked toward you. "This time, you accidentally knocked over 4 pots of soup and 6 baskets of bread. Not only that, you soaked the breads with water?"
"I was trying to clean the bread..."
"Don't you know bread will dissolve in water?!?!" He scolded again. "How clumsy and stupid are you?"
You kept apologizing and bowing toward him.
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Marry Me, Dammit!
"_______, will you marry me?" Your Italian boyfriend was on his knees before you in your local park. You had been dating for nearly three years. You sighed. Dammit, Feli! How many times do I have tell you this? This had been the third time he asked you, of course he would ask in public. His amber eyes were full of hope and a small crowd of nosey people began to form. You knelt to his level and kissed him before leaning into his ear.
"Feli, the answer is 'no'! Why do you keep asking?" You whispered in his ear. When you pulled away, you thought that the wimpy Italian would burst into tears. You pulled him up to his feet and gave him a quick hug before pulling him away from the crowd. You dragged the upset Italian behind the furthest tree. Once you were a safe distance away from people, you gave him a nod to let him know it was okay to cry. He immediately burst into tears, long streams of water flowing out his eyes. You rolled you
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"Sweetie, Feli's here," she said. (Name) got up from her chair and opened her room's door. She saw Feliciano Vargas behind her mother, who waved at her. She wasn't expecting him to be here, but she decided not to say anything. "Dad and I are going out for a while. Take care of the house, okay?"
(Name) nodded. "Alright, bye, Mom." That meant it was only her and Feliciano in the house when they left.
When the two heard the undeniable click of the closing front door, Feli decided to speak. "Ciao, (Name)!"
"Hey, there, Feli. Not to be rude … but what are you doing here…?" she asked, letting him enter the room and sit on the edge of the bed.
"I-I'm sorry, it was a last minute decision, but…" He figeted with his fingers a little. "T-this is a little personal…"
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You closed the bathroom door behind you with a sigh. Your whole body ached from the high amounts of stress you had endured during the long week, and you couldn’t be happier it was Friday.
You turned on the bath taps, watching the hot water spurt out. You could already imagine lying in the bath, the swirling water soothing your sore limbs. You smiled at the thought and began to discard your clothing, tossing them to the floor as the bath began to fill with clear water.
As you slid off your last sock as threw it to the floor, you couldn’t help but notice a large bottle of bubble bath sitting on the shelf. It had an Italian flag on it, so it must be your boyfriend’s. You smiled as you squeezed the milky liquid into the bath, causing millions of pure white bubbles to form in the swirling water.
You stepped slowly into the hot water. The bubbles tickled your legs as you took your time to get used to the heat. You let out a loud sigh of pleasure as you let your body sink de
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Kuroko rubbed his dark blue eyes and struggled to suppress a yawn. He hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep ever since the doctors informed him, in secrecy, that your time was almost up. So for the past few days, he had been consuming mainly coffee. But now the sleepiness is finally getting to him, and if you had noticed, you would have told him to go get some rest. He refused to let you, a dying patient, worry for his well-being.
Especially since if he obliged, you might pass away, with nobody to hold your hand; all alone. Kuroko would never allow you to experience the meaning of loneliness, not in your last moments; never.
“Hey, Kuroko.” Breaking the dead silence, you spoke up. Lifting the arm that wasn’t completely entangled in wires and tubes, you held your index finger to your lips thoughtfully.
“Hm? What is it, [Name]?” Kuroko looked up from his lap, and found you averting your gaze. He knew you were hesitating on whatever you were prepared to s
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“No, no, no. Those are no good at all. Look, at this little bit here it's brown and bent. I want only the best for my Bassy.” Stomping his feet in frustration, Grell let out a high pitched, closed mouthed scream. He turned away from you, his long red hair whipping around him as he did so. “Honestly, I thought females were supposed to understand this kind of thing.”
It had been like this for well over an hour now, and you were getting more and more frustrated with every passing minute. “Fine then, if I'm not helping, then why don't I just go home?” You were more than annoyed with his childish behavior. Unable to stand him anymore, you threw the roses you held in your hand onto the ground and began angrily walking away from Grell.
“W-wait, no, you can't leave me!” Grell rushed after you, falling at your knees and wrapping his arms around your legs. “If you leave, I might as well just end my miserable, pathetic life now. There's n
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You admired the Lance Corporal. But saying that, there weren't many people who didn't. The only problem with him, you found, was an ego that could only be matched by his skill, which was saying a lot.
Today was no exception to his big headedness. You see, poor Levi had somehow managed to pick up quite the cold.
You walked into the Lance Corporals room with a cup of hot coffee and a bag. Levi coughed into his had, before sniffling and shifting his gaze to you. His cold stare trying to halt you, but you only laughed at his futile attempt. The Corporal was less frightening in this weak state.
"Now, now, don't do that! I'm only try to help!" You placed the cup next to him, sitting at the edge of his bed.
To you, Levi, being wrapped up in the warmest blanket you could find, was just like a little child. However, his personality was far from innocent.
"I don't need your help." He hissed, blowing his nose into a tissue.
You scoffed, "I beg to differ."
You could tell that he was getting madder
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It started with Sasha, having refused the question asked to her, she was forced to lick a suspicious looking mushroom somone had found nearby. Christa was next. Someone asked her what her most embarrassing moment was, to which she replied, blushing horribly: "Wetting my bed the first night of trainee camp." The whole table laughed at that.
Eren, who had slipped away from his assigned group was asked who at the table would he marry if forced to. Eren blushed and hung his head, pointing ever so slowly at Mikasa, who seemed genuinely surprised. Eren tried to explain himself, claiming that because they were friends, it would be alright, but this only resulted in Mikasa decking the poor
Take me to the other side (AmericaxReader)It had been a while since I had seen her, I still remember the first time we met, she was about six. She was the cutest little girl I had ever seen. I was sitting in the park sulking, I had just gotten into another fight with Arthur. She must have seen me and out of curiosity, came to see why I was upset.More Like This
Hey mister, why you crying? She asked. Her big (e/c) eyes, staring up at me.
I got into another argument with my dad? I said.
Is he scary? Is that why you're hiding here from him? she asked. Her question caught me a little off guard.
No, he lives in England and we were arguing over the phone.
Sometimes my daddy is scary when he gets mad at me, but he always goes back to being my regular daddy. I'm sure yours will to. Hey, you wanna play with me? She smiled. She had such a big, bright smile, how could I say no.
Sure. I said as she grabbed my hand and pulle
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So please don't judge me
And I wont judge you
Cause it could get ugly
Before it get's beautiful
Please don't judge me
And I wont judge you
And if you love me
Then let it be beautiful...
You're hearing rumors about me
And you can't stomach the thought
Of someone touchin' my body
When you're so close to my heart
I won't deny what they're sayin'
Because most of it is true
But it was all before I fell for you
So please babe.
Francis eyes were filled with tears, yet he was refusing to set those salty pearls free.
He always knew that this day would come; the day when you would find out those things about him.
His parents had invited the both of you to join a party they were hosting and first he didn't wanted to come but at the end he'd got forced to.
Of course it had been a very bad idea.
Not even an hour after your arrival, he had met many, really really many, of his old ''acquaintances'', which were mostly woman truth to be told.
Said ''lovely'' ladies saw you &
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Hair as gold as sunflowers
Eyes as violet as lavenders
Skin as pale as lilies
You saw him during your breaks from work one lazy Sunday morning. The sun was shining, the clouds drifting on the sky. You curled up with a book in your hands, eyes skimming through the many pages of intricate fairytales weaved with a humans imagination.
Then suddenly a weird laugh can be heard.
It was probably the oddest thing you heard. Craning your neck upwards, you peeped through the top of the book. There he was, smiling, laughing, flirting and surrounded by girls. You werent surprised as to why he attracted so much attention.
His appearance alone could send a woman to their knees. Every bit of him was something most males would die for, even the slight stubble on his chin. Charisma filled his voice to the brim. Every action was filled with dignity and grace. The way his words were enhanced by
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Recalling exactly when this cycle began is not so hard to detect. I can clearly recall it was on Tuesday when there was such unpleasant weather. The weather on this day seemed to bare down on my very soul as I walked along those busy streets. The streets, bustling, only seemed like blurs that appeared as incandescent white.
Soon enough, my feet had carried me on a whim to the
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"Nein, mine is!"
You frowned. You had just been about ready to knock on your boyfriend's door when you heard the argument break out amongst him and his friends. What were they talking about? If you knew he had company you wouldn't have asked to come visit him! You wouldn't have bothered him if you knew, besides, it was always creepy when France would hit on you and Antonio and Gilbert your boyfriend for crying out loud would just laugh it off. You certainly didn't want the Frenchman to get any ideas about it being okay to hit on you just because your boyfriend didn't do anything about it.
"_____________ is very lucky, amigo."
"I know! Right?" Gilbert gloated.
"Mine is longer. Per'aps __________ will like mine better!" Francis boasted.
"So? It's puny compared to how thick mein is!"
"He has a point And at least his doesn't smell like cheese," Antonio said.
"If you 'adn't used Amérique's cheese spray, it wouldn't smell!" Francis retorted.
"I got m
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Ting-a-ling, the bell rang as you entered the building.
Upon hearing the bell ring, a Frenchman spoke up. "Welcome to (French for The Flower)! Where ze best flowers are sold!" The man struck a fancy pose at you, not stopping you from wiping tears from your left cheek using your mother's light blue handkerchief that you pulled out of your brown, single-strapped purse that you had hooked on your shoulder.
The Frenchman noticed and walked up to you, putting a comforting hand on your shoulder, "What is wrong Madam~? You look so (French for Sad). Is zere anything I can do to help you?"
You sniffled before speaking. "My mother, ___(Mom's name)___, died last week." You started crying again, covering your eyes with the handkerchief, sobbing into it. At this point, yo
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You let out a small sigh, snuggling your face deeper into the chest of your boyfriend Francis Bonnefoy. The sun shone brightly on the two of you from the big, glass porch window beside you, the perfect view of the Eiffle Tower sitting before your very eyes. A bird chirped lightly from outside, the black and blue animal perching upon the porch railing.
Everything had seemed perfect.
You loved quiet moments like this. Just laying in bed, covers pulled up to your waste, the love of your life pushed up against your side as his steady, smooth breathing comforted and engulfed your very being. Closing your eyes, a small smirk spread across your lips.
"Je t'aime." Francis whispered quietly in your ear, the stubble on his chin rubbing across your cheek as his lips met the top of your head, planting a kiss in your (h/l), (h/c) hair. Your breath hitched, the hands you placed on his chest gripping the white tantop he sported tighter. No matter how much you loved to hear those words, no matter how
Love Story? Prussia x Reader Gilbert. Gilbert Beildschmit. The man you loved. Yes, he was a bit of a womanizer, but you didn't care. With his silvery white hair, and blazing red eyes that captured your soul with every glance. His smile made you want to melt into your shoes, as did his cocky arrogance. Every time you looked at him, your fingers itched to play with his hair, that looked as soft as silk from your perspective. Every time you looked at him, you wanted to hug him, to feel his warmth. Every time you looked at him, you wanted to run over and make him smile, make him laugh, because that smile and laugh made you feel as if you had a purpose in life.More Like This
You wanted him. Badly. And not in a perverted way, you sincerely wanted to be his, forever.
Little by little, you got closer to him. You smiled and talked, trying to make him laugh, trying to see his ruby eyes shine. And you succeeded, a lot. He seemed to be falling for you..but, like everyth
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"Mr. Eldenstein, I..."
As you walked into Austria's large, elaborate office, you almost dropped the large glass vase in your hands.
...The Austrian was making out with Elizaveta. Again. Right there. And he knows you...love him!!
Austria pulled away quickly and looked over his shoulder to see you, your burning anger and sadness visible in your (color) eyes.
"Nope.", you said bluntly, letting the vase drop and shatter at your feet."This is the second time! You say you care, but you obviously don't."
"What's that supposed to mean?", Hungary asked, looking up at Austria.
Austria's gaze still hadn't left you."I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
You shook your head and crossed your arms."I don't care anymore. I really don't."
As you stormed out of the room and down the halls to the door.
You latched your fingers around the door, allowed it to swing open, and slammed it with emphasis behind you.
You told Austria SO many times that you liked him. But he still made out wi
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WARNING: Angst, angst, angst, and more angst. Enjoy!
It was pitch black outside at 2:36 when Gil called me that day. I was still asleep (obviously) when the sound of his ringtone woke me up.
"What? I'm sleepin' here," I mumble, irritated.
"(N-Name). Please... Come to the hospital," said Gil with a shaking voice. I wake up
instantly, "What is it Gil? What happened?" I pull on my jacket over my pj's and run out
of my room, searching for my car keys. I fear the worst. Was Gil hurt? What even happened?
"I-it's Ludwig. Just-just come to the hospital." I hear the beep that signals his
hanging up and I run to my car, a whole new question on my mind.
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"Hey __________" says Prussia.
"H-hey Prussia" you stutter.
You two walk in silence when all of a sudden Prussia pulls you into the janitor's closet.
"What the hell Prussia?!" you yell.
"___________" he says staring at you like he could see your soul.
You shifted uncomfortably under his gaze.
"__________ I love you" says Prussia.
You stare at him with your mouth open and finally after a while you get your mouth to work.
"I-I love you too Prussia"
Prussia leans down to kiss you, but he starts to lick your face.
"Prussia no, no. Don't lick me, no!"
You wake up and fell a lick on your face. You look to see your dog, Mickey, in front of you.
" .Mickey!" you yell.
Your dog happily barks. You hug your dog not knowing whether to laugh or cry for your dog ruining your dream.
"My poor sweet dream" Is all you said before you got up to start your dream.
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A/n: Oh, in case you guys hadn’t picked this up before, “...” quotes mean speaking while ‘...’ mean thinking. Just clarifying that for you all.
Previously, your mother caught the BTT as they were about to leave your house, and quickly dismissed them. When they left, it wasn’t until they were halfway back home when they realized that you were that special little someone who they had made a bet to befriend all those years ago with your mother. So going back and reminding your mom, they were finally able to
kidnap youtake you away from the place you had suffered at for so long.
You moaned tiredly as you felt yourself waking up from a long nights rest, shifting a bit in bed you thought, ‘Definitely my least favourite thing to do... I feel like I could lie here and stay asleep all day and I’d be totally fine with that.’ Needless to say, waking up was not something you enjoyed doing, rea
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Matthew glared at the woman with narrowed eyes from her position on the couch; she was sprawled out in an ungainly fashion, staring up at the ceiling with blank (e/c) eyes, and the television's monochromatic glow made her form look almost alien. She had been watching the old black and white shows yet again, it seemed. Although, from the atmosphere in the room, Matthew could guarantee she hadn't paid attention to the screen even once.
"You promised you'd go outside today," Matthew growled dangerously, crossing his arms as he continued his heated glare at (name) with nearly venomous violet eyes. "What have I said about breaking promises to me, (name)?"
"I'm sorry." Her voice was as colorless as the television program currently playing on the screen. It was devoid of anything and everything that could have even been considered apologetic. "I just didn't feel like it. I'll do it tomorrow. I promise."
"Fucking liar!" the Canadian snarled, his to
Two steps forward (Male!BelarusXReader) RQThe bass drum that reverberated throughout the dimly lit, smokey room that made your chest vibrate and made your heartbeat feel ten times stronger as it was led by the intoxicating music. You grinned and stared at the musicians with earnest admiration, whilst Nikolai had his eyes narrowed. He didn’t like the way you were staring at those other men with such well, love he supposed. Though you didn’t feel love for the drummer even if he sent your body into a frenzy, nor the brass that made your hips move with such enthusiasm.More Like This
The Belarusian’s dark pools of sapphire never left your form, though he badly wanted to glare at those whose attention you’d attracted. With a scowl he placed his hands around your waist to signify that he was your chosen partner. Even if he was the one that had chosen you.
Leaning back against his chest and swinging your hips to the boogie, you smiled radiantly at him. That angelic smile of yours, immediately made his worries melt away and h
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"You're up considerably late, Walter." Alucard said as the butler turned away from the window. He gave the vampire a once over until he looked back out into the nightly scenery.
"Mhm...well, with all THAT going on outside." A few gunshots rung in the air, as if on cue. Alucard ignored it and moved about the room.
"Is Integra asleep yet?" he asked.
"She turned in just a bit ago. Have you heard?"
"Yes, I have."
"To think that Nazis are involved that a spectre from more than half a century ago would rear its head..." The hitman sighed.
"Hunh. I don't know. Somehow, I had a feeling it was them. I've experienced this sensation, this dim sense, before."
"Ho? And why would that be?"
"Why?" Alucard chuckled. "You ask, "why"? Angel of Death? There are only three who've ever thought of trying to throw undead into actual combat before. One is you all. One is them. And one is me. Furthermore, their undead research facility was completely demolished fifty years ago. You and
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These are the human names I'm using for the Kirkland Brothers :3
North Ireland- Sean
You stared across the table at Allistor. He glanced at you, then looked down, shame in his eyes.
Colin had finally gone back to sleep. It disheartened you to see how much hate and contempt he felt for his father.
He flinched like he had been shocked.
"Why did you come back? You know your brothers are trying to keep you away."
He nodded, avoiding your eyes. You sighed, hunching your shoulders.
How awkward could this get?
"I know I already said it, bu' I'm sorry."
"An' I know tha' you an' Colin have every right ta' hate me."
You crossed your arms, avoiding his eyes. "He'll get over it."
Or he might not, but you didn't th
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Scotland x Reader: Ya bet?
"Nah, lass. Ya can't."
"I bet I can."
"Ya bet? Better keep out of this."
"No, Alistair. I bet I can drink more than you."
"Ah told ya, ya can't."
England, America and the other countries inside the most favoured bar in town watched the little discussion going on.
"And I'm telling you I can. You'll see."
"Love..." England went towards the young woman with (h/s) (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes that were sparkling with determination and slight anger.
"Keep out of this, Arthur. This is something between me and Alistair."
"_______, lass. Ya should listen to mah brother."
"No, Alistair. I will prove it to you."
Alistair sighed and lit a cigarette. "Forget it lass."
"Frau, you sure of zhis" Gilbert put an arm around her, his face very close to hers. "Zhat Scottie even drank zhe awesome me, my bruder and zhe Russian under zhe table."
Neither ______ nor Gilbert nor anyone else except Arthur noticed how Alistair twitched at the closeness of Gilbert to the young woman standin
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You ran as fast as you could, into the park. Your tears streamed over your face, even
tough they were invisible because of the pouring rain. It was enoug. You couldn't live
in your own house anymore without being afraid. After your mother had died, your father
became an alcoholic, and there wasn't one night when he didn't come home drunk. He'd
even hit you when he was in a bad mood.
Frantically looking back, hoping your dad wasn't chasing you, you didn't notice the
three men in the park. And of course you bumped into one of them, causing you to fall
on the ground. Thinking it was your father, you wanted to get up and run, but you
were completely exhausted. so you just waited until someone would beat you.
''Hey! Are you okay, Mädchen?''
Looking up at the unfamiliar voice, you saw the most fascinating man you had ever seen.
He had ruby red eyes, a pale skin and slivery, almost white hair. He held an umbrella
out above y
Crime of Passion: 2P CanadaXReaderIt had happened so suddenly you didn’t know what hit you. Luckily it was pay day; unluckily a man seized you by the hair and pulled you out of the car the moment you parked, before leading you up to the bank. You gave a terrified squeak/squeal when he held the gun to your face. A large bag was by his side. Robber. Inwardly you cursed your luck. You should have just waited until tomorrow but no! Bills needed to be paid and you had hoped to go to the movies that night with your friends.More Like This
“P-Please don’t kill me!” you begged.
He forced you into the bank. People screamed as soon as they saw the gun, but no one moved to help you. Why didn’t anyone help you? You tried to fight back by squirming but with the barrel of the gun against the temple of your head you decided that perhaps this was not such a good idea after all, especially when his eyes turned to you for half a second with a dark glint in them. You wanted to just fall to your knees
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"Ow my head" You opened your eyes and felt a horrible pain in your head. You gently rubbed the side of it and carefully sat up on the bed. But something was off, The bedsheets aren't red! And on the desk there was a set of teapot and teacups. Antonio doesn't drink tea! You have lived with Antonio for a year. He is a pirate, a very handsome one, you have travelled around the world with him, never left his side. Until now. You tried to remember what has happened but you had no clue. All you remember was lying in Antonio's bed with him sleeping next to you and his arms wrapped around you.
"Where am I?" You thought, you got off the bed and walked up to the door to open it. But it was locked. You immediately stopped at what you were doing when you heard footsteps, you went back to the bed right in time when someone was unlocking the door.
"You're awake" a blonde pirate with green eyes said with an english accent
"W-who are you?" You asked, you have never
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Vampire!England X Reader- The Rose Blood Silhouette (Chapter One)
Darkness. It envelopes this very house that I am standing on. Filled with ghosts and mythical creatures of all sorts. Whenever my parents would come in my room, I would be talking to my best friend, Angeli. She has been guiding me and keeping me company ever since birth. A couple of times my parents have seen me talking into thin air, and they thought that I've gone out of my mind. Sent me into the horrifying cushioned rooms that were seen behind every door in the Mental Hospital.
I've grown tired and ran away from home, even so Angeli still stood by my side, I believed in her. I ran and ran to find out that my parents really did banish me from our house, thinking it would be much better without a daughter. They were idiots, soon they both killed themselves without any thought. The news spread out fast. I ran through the battered and destroyed streets of New America. Clothes ragged within three days, because they were ca
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He walked through the snow, hearing it crunch under his feet. He wasn’t afraid of anything that lurked in the woods, in fact, anything that lurked in it should be afraid of him. He was raised in the woods when he was a child and knew how to hunt and forage if he needed something. However, he wasn’t in the woods for leisure, he was hiding, hiding like a wounded wolf. He watched for the last few years his country deteriorating from the corruption that been spewing after the Great War. He, like many other Germen men fought in it and many a comrade died in it. He remembered leaving his family just to fight. He returned and promised to raise his sons to be as patriotic and strong, until he realized just as bad things have become. Soon he sons were brainwashed and he had to long flee for resisting. He was angry with himself, he told them to be strong, he told them to have country pride, but he didn’t warn them about listening to nonsense and to be
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Matthew walked in and stretched. He finally tracked, took down, and beat the shit out of a poacher he’s been hunting for well over a week. He didn’t know when he would be back but it felt good to come home to someplace warm. Not to mention being greeted to his girlfriend, who was wearing his sweat shirt, eating pancakes, and watching TV with Kumajiro on her chest. She smiled when he came in.
“You’re back!” Kumajro hopped off her and trotted to him. She flung her arms around him and kissed him, “Did you catch him?” he didn’t say anything but presented her the poacher’s infamous machete.
“He’s compost now,”
“Ooh, I like this one,” she said looking at the machete.
“Keep it then, wash it first,” she went into the kitchen to clean it off. It became second nature for her to clean things like this for him. He, on the other hand, got a beer and sat on the couch. They’ve been
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Pirate!Englandxreader Part 5
It's been one week now ever since you got on the ship. The crew is like a family to you especially the cook he's like your dad. Allistor is like a brother and your love for Arthur is just growing stronger. You lean against the railing, smell the saltwater and the wind playing with your hair. "This is the life" you thought to yourself.
"Captain we are soon reach the port now" said one of the crew members.
"Excellent preapare to dock her (the ship)" said Arthur.
"aye captain". You walked to Arthur and saw him smile to you making you blush. "Where exacly are we?" you asked.
"we are in (country you've never been to)" he said.
"ok" you said.
TIMESKIP with Unicorns!!! (me: Fuck yeah! 8D)
You finally docked, you were so happy to finally walk on the ground. The village was amazing! It was alot bigger then the one you used to live in. You walked with Arthur and Allistor and the rest of the crew went seperate ways. There was so many markets, they sold everything from
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Mom!Reader X Dad!England X Child!America and Canada
“MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM!” Your 5 year-old child called, as he run around your legs.
“Yes Alfred?” You said sweetly back.
“Will you read Matt and me a bed time story?” He flashed his puppy dog eyes at you and stuck his lower lip out.
“Sure sweetheart.” You gave in immediately and rubbed his dirty blond hair.
“Yay!” he called and took off upstairs toward his and his brother’s shared bedroom.
Giggling at your older twin son’s bouncy attitude you trudged up the stairs and made your way into the VERY lively bedroom of two 5 years-olds.
Mathew being the quieter and more behaved twin sat on his bed with his stuffed bear. He was already in his hockey pajamas and looked more than ready for you to start telling the bedtime story.
Alfred on the other hand was trying to pull his shirt off, while one leg of his Superman pajama pants were rolled up while
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"It's alright..." You heard someone whisper and run their hands through your hair. You sniffed a few time as tears poured down your face, though you couldn't recall why you were crying.
"You're okay..." There was a second voice, this one more feminine. You vaguely recall hearing that voice from somewhere before. You even remember the tone. Memories of your childhood came flooding back and more tears fell from your face.
The hand stopped petting you and wiped a few tears away.
"Hush dear, you'll be fine..." The first voice said with sadness. This one you didn't know, and yet it was comforting. The persons hand resumed it's petting, "I promise."
You felt another hand run over your forehead, "So please don't cry... Ma fille Y/N."
You're eyes flew open and you're E/C colour eyes met a pair of pale purple ones. The woman who owned them had strawberry blond hair that was tied into two pigtails. She smiled at you happily and you felt tears prick
Prussia X Reader- That Which Divides Us Part 2Disclaimer: Me: Can I please, please, please own Hetalia? World: No! Me: Well, can I own you people? World: NO!More Like This
It was the spring of 1952
You stretched inconspicuously as you sat in the warm classroom. Your teacher was lecturing in monotone about the division of Germany into East and West, and the similar division of Berlin. You didn't care, to be honest. For God's sake, you were an eleven year old kid stuck in school on a beautiful day! You couldn't be bothered to pay attention to your lessons, even if they involved what was happening to your country right before your very eyes.
Seeing that the teacher was keeping his eyes fixed on his lesson book as he talked, you looked around the classroom. There were those few students who were being diligent and taking notes as they were supposed to. However, for the most part, the other children were doodling in their books, talking in whispers to their neighbors or staring out the window.
You turned towards the window and star
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Stare All you could do was stare at it.
After crying yourself the sleep the night before, you awoke to the oddest sight outside your window. Not believing what you were seeing, you walked out of the house, not even bothering to change out of your nightgown. As you got closer and closer, you realized you weren't seeing things
There were a bunch of concrete posts set up in a line, seeming to go on forever in either direction. Between these posts was barbed wire.
There was a wall between East and West Berlin
"Is this supposed to be a prank?" you asked yourself as other Berliners woke up and gathered to gaze at the structure from either side of it.
"I doubt that."
You turned around and spotted Ludwig walking towards you with Lovino and Feliciana in tow. They were all troubled by the st
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It was March of the year 1961
You strolled about the streets of West Berlin, waving at the neighbors you had known all your life. You pulled your coat tighter around you to protect yourself from the cold air. You saw kids rushing to get to school and men who were heading off to work. You couldn't help but feel jealous of them At least they had something to do.
Once you had finished your schooling at the age of eighteen, your father had decided that college was not an option for you. You argued with him, stating that times were changing and that you deserved to receive the same educational opportunities as men your age. But your father was stubborn and your mother wasn't going to side with you on this one.
Getting a job was out of the question as well. Apparently, it was "beneath you" to work and earn your own money At least that was what
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Once upon a time, you had heard someone say, "That which divides us will only make us stronger." Your father had said something about how that person had mixed two separate quotes into one, but you didn't care. It had always sounded like a nice belief to you.
However, you were only a five year old girl living in the American controlled zone of Berlin, Germany in the year 1946. No one expected you to truly understand the darkness hidden by the seemingly simple phrase.
That phrase, though, was not on your mind at that moment. Instead, you had devoted your full attention to the little baby that was bundled up in a thick blanket, resting in her mother's arms.
"She's so cute!" you squealed when the mother showed you the infant, "What's her name?"
"Feliciana," the child's father replied, beaming with pride, "Feliciana Vargas "
You nodded your approval at the name. You had been anxiously awaiting the birth of the ne
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You hold on to your cellphone as you waited for Alfred to arrive.Alfred is your boyfriend,and was about to an ex boyfriend.Why? Thrice,this is the third time you caught him with (girl/n),your best friend,you confronted about it the first time,and he promised to change.When the second time comes in,you decided to give him one more chance and now he destroyed it.Today,now,you are sick and tired of feeling like an idiot and forgive him for everything he did,he crossed the line this time.
Well here we are again,
It’s always such a pleasure,
Remember when you tried to kill me twice?
As you were engrossed in your cellphone listening to music and reading stories,you heard the loud voice called out for you "_____! Babe~" You frowned.You slowly removed your ear buds and chuck them into your bag together with your phone.Suddenly,the american glomped on to you and started to rub his cheeks against yours.Your mind was boiling wit
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America x Reader x Country Intro
This is a story that goes along with my recent fanfiction, America x Reader: Angst.
You were currently driving to the _(preferred way to travel)_, whilst ignoring the buzzing of your phone, each buzz indicating a new text message. For the past two weeks, it's always been the same routine; particularly when it came to Al-...to him. Those calls he makes for you, left on the answering machine, or the many texts he sent you, nonstop. You ignored them all…ignored him. Especially him...what he said to you that day...
"You're right, it's not my fault. It is not even _(Random Bitch's Name)_ fault. It's your fault, ______." His voice rose in loudness, brimming with confidence. "You
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America x Reader
WARNING. SAD. THIS IS SAD. Part one?
So, I don't know about you guys...but I'm the type of fan who loves to read sad endings. Whether it be 'angst, death, betrayal, or even more betrayal'...I like them. I don't know, I mean...happy endings are great and all, but...Happy endings are best when they're bittersweet... That sums it up, don't you think? I like to add a pinch or a ton of reality.
But please, Enjoy.
You walked reluctantly behind the two happy couple, who was laughing, smiling, having the time of their lives. That couple is Alfred and _(random girl you really hate)_. They have been together for about the last three years...if you don't count the first date anniversary: which is today. Which just means that they've been going out for four years. Your heart clenched tightly in your chest, as you watched Alfred kissed her on the li
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A/N: Over used title is over used. Felt like writing this after a conversation with a friend. Enjoy~!
My body ached, every limb hurt and screamed with ever slow step I took as I got closer to my goal. My feet throbbed in the high heels I wore, and my skin would give off chilled goose bumps with every burst of cold summer wind. The breeze caused a shutter and a muffled squeal to erupt from my chapped lips as it drifted up the skirt of my dress.
I bit my lower lip and went on with my slow limp like trot to my destination. I was not going to walk home. Not at this hour and when I lived so far away. Instead I was going to turn to a close friend of mine. Even in the state I was in, which was sweaty, dirty and slightly intoxicated, I knew I could trust him with my life.
Ludwig Beilschmidt was an average person in my book. Although the occasional burst of hardcore sex dreams came along with him in it. I thought nothing of my little dirty feelings for him. I never thought an