Germany x Reader: Retracing Your Steps: Chapter 8
RETRACING YOUR STEPS: GERMANY X READER
CHAPTER EIGHT: COME UNDONE
(Name) left Gilbert in the care of his friends and went after Ludwig. She found him leaning against the blue Citroën, shoulders shaking. Biting her lip, she approached him and laid a hand on his back. The powerful muscles tensed under her touch. (Name) gently rubbed circles into his back until he relaxed.
"Gilbert is very upset, Lud," she murmured.
"So am I."
"Let's go back and talk –"
"I don't vant to talk to him!" Ludwig snapped.
Ludwig turned his head in her general direction. His cheeks had glittery tear tracks zigzagging down to his jaw. Unseeing ice blue eyes had red rims surrounding them and a surprised glint within them. (Name) thumbed the remains of his tears away. Ludwig's already flushed cheeks turned bright pink.
"If you don't want to talk to him," she said, "talk to me instead."
After a pause, Ludwig replied, "Take me to zhe car."
(Name) followed instruction as guided him to the passenger seat
Germany X Reader: Asthma ~ Part 5You had just finished mile one when you shuffled to a halt, resting your hands on your knees as you gasped for breath. Somehow, you had managed make it through the first jaunt, but here you had drawn the line. There was no way you could run another step. Your chest burned with the struggle to keep oxygen flowing to the rest of your body, a struggle it was currently loosing.More Like This
Ludwig slowed down when he noticed that you'd stopped. He sighed and went back for you.
"Vhat iz zhe matter? Vhy hafe you stopped?"
"I-need-a-break." You choked out, inhaling deeply at each word.
His brows furrowed, and a glint of concern crossed his face. "Are you hafing trouble breathing, Frauline?"
OH YOU NOTICED?
"A little." You whispered. You were still hovering in a crouched position, trying to decide if you should just lie down on the ground then and there.
A pair of hands grabbing your shoulders and setting you upright made the decision for you.
You flushed deeper as you were suddenly face-to-face wit
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"___________!" You looked behind you and see your friend Gilbert running after you. You had just left the grocery store and were walking back to your apartment. You stopped to put your grocery bags on a nearby bench and watched him run towards you.
He stopped to catch his breath and looked up at you. You stared at him "well?" you asked a little annoyed. You were hungry and needed to get back to your house to put your groceries away.
Once he caught his breath he grinned at you "so you know that west's birthday is today?" he started. Of course you knew, you had been friends with the German brothers for as long as you could remember, you would never forget something as important as Ludwig's birthday. "I was going to throw a party for him today, a surprise party! I got some waitresses to dress up in sexy costumes and I invited everyone we know!" he continued.
You sighed "what does this have to do with me? You could have called an
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The chill in the air woke you up almost immediately as you ran laps around the track Ludwig insisted upon having made a few years ago. You would sometimes complain under your breathe about spraining your ankles running through the fields though you didn't think he had heard you, or would care really. But after you had went on your little trip to comfort Italy when Lovino had stormed off and went to sulk to Spain, you had come back to Germany to find a long running track out through the trees behind the house you shared with the strict man.
You felt perfectly calm and content as your shoes made rhythmic contact with the pavement, enjoying the chill of the wind hitting your face and the smell of the more densely forested area of the track you were running on today. The trees and brush were one of the few things that had such a comforting effect on you. The soothing way they were always there, never changing and protecting, the one place you could always find
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Heavy combat boots hit the sidewalk in a quick pace. The hot rapid breaths from you were quickly turning into white air. You tired hard to keep up with the others. Even the Italian in front of you was doing a better job at keeping pace. This was entirely your own fault though. You were the one who wanted to be an apart of The Axis. The Axis, a group full of strong people who could conquer the world, at least those were your thoughts. Ever since you were small, your dream was to be the strongest country the country with the most wealth. The country that was loved by all, this was to be you. Rich culture, vast lands, and fine arts.
“Nein!” A burly voice shouted from in front of you. You tensed at the sound. But you did not stop. No stopping would mean even more a scolding. You looked up at your commander. A strong build, and a tall figure alone could have grown men shaking in their boots but that wasn’t it. No, his penetrating eyes alon
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Your (e/c) eyes wandered around the pet store filled with excitement. Today was the day you were going to buy your own pet. Lately after your parents death you started to feel lonely so here you where, wondering what kind of animal you should get to keep you company.
You walked around for what felt like hours until something caught your eye. You went closer and noticed it was a brown and black german shepard. You stretched out your hand to pat his head, it was really soft.
"You like him?"You turned and saw your friend Elisabeta standing there with a smile.
"Hi Liz, when did you get here?" You asked.
"I just came, I work part- time here." Liz answered.
"So you want Ludwig? He seems to like you" Liz asked.
You took a look at Ludwig, could you really take care of him? What you had heard a dog needed much attention and love, could you offer that?
"Yeah, I'll buy him" You said. You paid for Ludwig and got out from the store.
"Listen now Ludwig, you gonna have to do what I say okay?" You sai
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Italy, Japan, and you are all training with Germany. "Ok, you all vill have to run 5 laps."Germany says to everyone. "Ugh....." said Italy and Japan just nodded. You were friends with Japan and he introduced you to Italy and Germany. Then, a few months later, you started having feelings to an certain German man. Yes, you were absolutley in love with Germany. His slicked back blonde hair and his icy cold blue eyes that pierce your soul. And on top of it, he is well built.
You watched from the sidelines as Japan runs a bit then does what then looks at flowers, the usual. Italy runs slowly, like usual. And Germany, yelling at Italy while he runs, like usual. You were watching as your crush ran and yelled at the Italian. Then you spaced out. "_______? Are you ok?" someone asked making you snap out of it to see the owner of that voice.
The voice belonged to germany, the man you love. You blush slightly and nod. 'I am so embarassed that he saw me....' you though
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"Nein, that is unacceptable!" Ludwig shouted
"AH! Please don't hit me!" Veneziano screamed
"Italy, please pay attention" Kiku said, sighing
You couldn't help but chuckle. Those three got into all sorts of trouble when they got together ... but they were your friends nonetheless. You began to approach them but Veneziano spotted you and freaked out
"OH NO! Germany! Someone scary is over there!" He screamed, hiding behind Ludwig
"Relax, it's just me" You said, sighing
Ludwig rolled his eyes as Veneziano came out and started laughing
"I knew that ..." He said
Kiku looked at you and bowed his head slightly. You smiled
"You three training again, huh? Mind if I watch?" You asked
Ludwig looked flattered ... but at the same time confused
"Why would you want to watch me yell at Italy all day?" He asked
You couldn't admit to him that you liked him ... even though he was scary when he was angry, he was
Germany X Reader: Asthma ~ Part 9 [FINAL]Heaving a sigh, you collapsed on the bed and looked over at your suitcase. You really didn't feel up to packing today...well, to be honest, you just didn't want to leave.More Like This
The past few weeks had been breathtaking in so many different ways.
You had gotten so much better physically; daily practice with Ludwig had certainly paid off. At first you had resented when he would take you aside and force you to stop, but you had to admit, he was right about you needing to rest. And, of course, there was the whole matter of him always hovering over you, which wasn't nearly as shameful as you thought it would be.
Oh, it was downright adorable. He was so protective of you-it made butterflies dance in your stomach. You were used to the strict, intense Ludwig that demanded order and yelled at anything (animate or not) that got in his way, but recently another side started showing through, and it was sweet and would laugh at all your stupid jokes.
You loved to see Ludwig laugh! It was this d
Germany X Reader: Asthma ~ Part 8Ludwig's room was cool and orange-tinted; the first was because of the open window, the second was the soft light that poured out from his desk lamp. You moved toward the ridged wooden chair you occupied when you first entered his office. Ludwig shook his head. "No, sit on zhe couch."More Like This
For the first time, you noticed a small maroon loveseat against the wall. You settled into it uncertainly.
Ludwig disappeared into his room for a moment, before returning with reading glasses positioned on his nose. After rustling through his desk and uncovering a pad of paper, he pulled up a chair next to you and sat down.
"Vhat you did was incredibly stupid. "
"I know " You begrudgingly conceded.
"Und, according to the law of this camp, I should send you packing for lying about your medical state on your paperwork."
Your heart sank. It was the first time you were here all over again. Again he was going to be disappointed in you, again you were going get criticized because of your bad c
Germany X Reader: Asthma ~ Part 7Though the sun had not yet made it's appearance to bring forth the new day, you were wide awake. The events of yesterday mourning were still bouncing around in your thoughts, and they stung at your conscious. Ludwig's livid face burned behind your eyelids every time you tried to close them. It made you cringe in guilt; you felt horrible. Yes, he looked angry (very, very angry), but you knew there was another emotion in there-one that bothered you even more than his incurred wrath: Hurt.More Like This
You curled deeper in your sheets, not even winching as your aching muscles protested to the shift in movement. You should have apologized you honestly had no idea what you said would set him off. "I was just trying to make him feel better...Hmpfh. That worked well... "
The bright green light from your alarm clock stung your eyes as it announced the time: 4:30. "I would be running laps now," you thought with depressed humor.
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Arthur sipped his tea, and turned away from the window, sitting on his favorite armchair and opening a book. The fire crackled gently in the grate, warm orange tones dancing over the floor and walls.
Someone pounded on the door, startling Arthur. His book fell to the floor from its perch on his lap, his tea threatening to spill as he lurched forward. After a calming breath, slight irritation set in. Arthur set his tea down as more knocking ensued, and got up. He pulled the door open, shivering against the cold it let in.
“Arthur!” you greeted, pushing past him into the warm house. It was a bit of a hassle, seeing as you were wearing almost every coat and scarf you owned. It was terribly cold.
“(Name)? What are you doing here?” he aske
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“Arthur, can you finally tell me why you decided to bring me here?” you asked, turning your head to the side to look at your emerald-eyed companion who walked next to you, your gloved hand tightly holding on to his.
At the sound of your voice, Arthur shifted his gaze, which was previously focused on the path ahead of him, over to look at you, and upon seeing the eager and slightly impatient expression on your face, he let out a tiny smile. “You’ll find out soon, _____,” he replied, turning his gaze back in front of him.
You pouted slightly and clenched your fists impatiently, causing your grip on Arthur’s hand to tighten. “You’ve been telling me that ever since we walked out of the house, and I still don’t know why.”
“I’ll tell you once we get there,” Arthur answered simply, not even turning his head to look at the slightly disappointed expression on your face.
You let out a groan and removed your hand from h
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You pushed away from the desk, spinning on your chair to the middle of the study to find Ivan, book open in one hand, looking quizzically at you.
"THAT!" you fumed, jabbing in the direction of your innocent-looking laptop. "Printing superficial...LIES like that! It's utter blasphemy!"
Eyebrows now up as far as they could go, Ivan trotted over and peered into the screen. You dragged yourself back, chair and all, to offer emotional support at the ready.
"You don't have to believe it," you started, "because of course it's not true-"
"Top...ten...worst lovers..." he read while you rolled your eyes. "Number ten...Russians."
"Vanya, really, don't worry about it. It's completely silly. They don't know what they're talking about. Don't be sad. I'll make it up to you-"
He chucked and gave you a sideways glance. "You're taking this more seriously than even I am, принцесса."
"Certainly!" you huffed. "I have to defend your honour!"
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He had known them, of course. Julchen and Daniel. (Name) was wrong about one thing—those had been their names from the start. They had been young dragons when Romulus had been given the task of keeping the last of the dragoi safe; younger than him, even. Their relationship had been a platonic one of camaraderie, nothing more...but it still broke his heart to know that yet another pair of his kind were gone.
They were deep in love, Romulus remembered fondly. If I remember correctly, Julchen was preparing for an egg when our kind decided to pull away from the human realm...and that egg must have been (name).
The bronze dragon’s
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"I was so, very foolish that night."
A murmur, sacred and precious in the glow of the lonely firelight. Unbidden, your eyes strayed to the flurry of white outside the window.
"When she left, she said she would return. 'How sure?' I even asked. And she'd said, 'Sixty-seven percent'." A shuddering sigh.
You leaned back into the vice-like grip of your man-child, who so afraid, so terrified of his snowy nights.
"I was happy because it was more than fifty; more than half sure.."
"But Ukraine never returned," you finished.
"I was so, so stupid." That whisper was ghastly. It hung in the air for a terrible second and then dropped dead into silence. "Big sister asked me to wait."
"For days, I did. But winter was harsh that year. For three days I stayed indoors. I didn't listen to Big
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They were simply marvelous creatures; naive, senseless and with an absolutely exquisite taste. He was a vampire, after all. Human blood was what he and all his brethren thrived on. And humans? They were numerous as the stars for a vampire like him, too many to count on his fingertips but so many different flavors waiting to be devoured.
There was, however, one human that intrigued the Italian more than he was willing to admit. Perhaps it was in the way she defied him, refusing to his advances whenever he passed her by. Or maybe it was simply the way her blood called to him like none other, singing a sweet and tempting lullaby that only awoken the Hunger that lay deep inside him and pushing away the solitude he so often felt. His senses would kick into overdrive whenever she was near and threaten to allow the beast within tear through his oh-so-carefully constructed cage and break free. She reminded him of himself when he, too, had been human, though he had
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You stand in a horizontal waterfall of cascading twisted metal. You stand with a spark of vexation, but you’re too stubborn to move. A cyclist goes whizzing by. Instead of ducking for cover, you stick your face in theirs the split they pass and yell, “BLEGH!”
This provokes a trickle of curses.
You add a strand of pearly wisdom to alleviate the bloke: “Did you know that polar bears can smell a baby seal from 20 miles away?!” Okay, maybe that isn’t wisdom. The words flutter in the air like a broken banner. The cyclist probably never tasted them.
You giggle all the same.
What else can you do? You’re stranded, a lone human island in the center of a river of bicycles that just keep coming. In a city that doesn’t know your name. You barely know its name. Someplace in the Netherlands, right? Instagram? No. Anti-tram? Hm, no.
Oh. That’s right. Amsterdam.
You huff a puff of disappointment. Come on. Sure geogr
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Well, met him for real.
Vash Zwingli and you had been going to the same school for eight years now. You had moved into the area during elementary and had been stuck in the same class as him, but he had never acknowledged you. He always kept to himself, sort of. He used to be good friends with Roderich Edelstein, that musically artistic Austrian kid, but they kind of stopped being friends once middle school began.
Over the years, you had been stuck in a few classes with him, though you had never given him much thought, just like you knew he hadn’t given you much thought either.
But senior year was different.
You had been given this random class you had most definitely not signed up for, and to your dismay, it was mostly full of freshmen. You were the only senior there, but you blended in so well, everyone just naturally assumed you were either a freshman or a sophomore.
And it was in this class that you had met little Lili Zwingli. You were a
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You glanced over at the quiet Canadian. You always noticed him, aimlessly painting on his canvas. His violet eyes appeared melancholic beneath his glasses, but his painting involved such rich, bright colors, it was hard to imagine the boy could be so…down.
And you knew exactly why.
Your hand tensed, and you ended up smearing the red paint on your brush in the wrong spot. With a sigh, you decided to place down your brush and ask to go to the bathroom pass.
Sitting next to Matthew Williams just made you depressed.
It felt like walking to the bathroom was taking forever, even if it was just around the corner. The hall seemed to lengthen, your attention captured by all the paintings and the mural and everything.
And what Mattie had done.
Your feet stopped moving when you got to the stairs, the ones just halfway down this hall. It had happened here, during third lunch. The door had been propped open, held with two heavy English IV textbooks. You had gone up to see your English teache
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"Liet, brush my hair."
"What-?" he'd stop in the middle of a flustered rant about oversleeping-you're-going-to-be-late-yours-and-Mr. Russia's-bosses-are-meeting-today-and-there's-another-conference-so-here's-your-breakfast-eat-fast-no, faster!-oh-my-goodness-it's-already-so-late! to turn to you with wide eyes. "Beg your pardon?"
"Brush my hair," you'd reply slowly. Holding out a hair brush, "If you brush my hair while I eat, I won't have to do it later. Then I won't take too long to change and nobody will be late."
A new, determined look would then come over him and, eyes shining, he would take the brush like a warrior on a mission and tackle your tangles morning mop. He never tugged, always got out all the snarls, and had a gentle, rhythmic stroke that was a piece of heaven itself.
"...clothes are laid out on the bed. Your boss wants you to wear blue, i
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The quiet boy suddenly became very interested in the two's actions. His lifted an eyebrow when (name) reached up to peck Alfred's cheek, and a smile formed on his face as he watched the blush spread across his brother's face.
How could these two not see it? How can they continue to claim their "just friends"? Matthew wondered as he continued to observe them as they walked through the quiet park.
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Tim bit on the inside of his mouth as he worked meticulously, the skin of the garlic making it hard for him to peel off the harder shell. A soft giggle left your lips and you tried to stifle it when he looked up at you in annoyance of having his concentration broken.
Smiling at him apologetically, you started blinking; cutting onions always made you cry. The Dutchman frowned, did you think he was angry at you because of that? “Hey, it’s alright.” He nudged you with his hip as his hands were still pretty wet from cutting the ingredients that were necessary for dinner.
“Ah, that’s-that’s not it. On-onions always make me cry.” You answered, wiping your eyes with your sleeve
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You crawled along the hive floor of your playmates hive. His lusus had wanted him to have a friend and that's why you were here in the first place. Your lusus picked you making you wriggle and squirm in her grasp.
"Its lunch munchkin" pinching your cheeks softly, using your tiny legs you clung to her arms. She carried you into the kitchen and sat you down in front of a plate of grub food. Gamzee was placed o the table a foot or so away from you.
"HoNk" Gamzee scooted over to you partially crawling onto of you. He was a big grab for his age and you still hadn't gotten your own growth spurt.
"Nana" you responded starting to eat the warm food in front of you, he honked again and crawled off. Gamzee crawled onto the plate playing in the food, you stared at him confused. The food stuff was for eating not playing in, you took an experimental step in. It was squishy and warm but somehow fun.
"Nana!" you flopped into the food splattering it on the table. G
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Story by: lilacgiraffe
You smiled sweetly, watching as the moving van finally moved away from your home. Then, closing the door, you turned to face you next problem.
Sighing at the sudden sadness that hit you, you sat down on the sofa that you had bought from a garage sale in your old home town. Staring that the boxes in front of you, you force yourself up to unpack. Deciding to start in the bedroom, you walk upstairs. Your home wasn't very fancy. Just two stories. Only four rooms. But it felt like a palace to you.
Though the staircase opened directly to your bedroom, you weren't that worried. Who was going to bother the quiet girl next door. Humming to yourself, you open the box filled with your bedding. As you make your bed, and begin to turn your house into a home, you feel someone watching you.
Quickly, you drop the box filled with pillows and face the window. For a split s
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You hated your job. Your boss was an ass, the work was sleep inducing and your colleges had the attention spans of goldfish. There was only one thing that got you through the day.
The thought that after work, you had a nice warm bath to look forward to. And your boyfriend, though after a long day of work, he was second to a relaxing bath.
"Maaaaaaaattie. I'm home." You trilled, kicking off your shoes and throwing your briefcase to the floor. It made a small thudding sound, nearly sending a lamp toppling over. You shuffled through the house, looking for your reclusive Canadian boyfriend.
He was nowhere to be found. Which was normal, he was always heading off to the woods. It wouldn't surprise you if he was part tree and part bear. Then again, he might be a decedent of the Yeti.
Giggling at the idea, you hurried into the bedroom. Grabbing your undergarments, you stripped, wrapping a towel around your body. You peeked into the living
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The doorbell wouldn't stop ringing.
You pulled your pillow over your head. There was no way you were going to answer it.
The doorbell stopped. For a few minutes it was silent. You let out a little sigh of relief.
Whoever it was started pounding on the door.
Getting up, you grabbed a can of pepper spray. But you knew you wouldn't need it.
You had a pretty good idea who it was. He always came around this time of night.
Opening the front door, you stepped back as a familiar figure stumbled in, wine on his breath.
"What do you want Francis?"
The Frenchman grinned, his cerulean blue eyes slightly glazed over. You raised and eyebrow at his crumpled shirt and the mud staining the hem of his pant legs.
"How drunk are you?" You tapped the pepper spray can against your leg.
Francis just stood there, grinning. He had a bright red mark on his cheek and a scratch near his left eye.
You scowled. "How many bottles did you drink?"
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A man was walking across the park, the hem of his long coat flapping about his ankles. You frowned, he looked familiar some how.
He turned his head slightly, flicking a cigarette into the snow. He froze, looking at you. You stared back. Even though his hair was slightly shorter and shaggy, and stubble covered his cheeks you knew who it was. His emotionless violet eyes stared back at you.
You shivered, wrapping your arms around your torso.
It was Francis.
The scruffy remnant of a man you used to know stood silent.
"Francis? Is that really you?"
He nodded slightly, lifting the cigarette to his lips. You stared, still astonished at how changed your friend had become.
"Take a picture _____. It'll last longer." Francis's voice was hoarse and his tone uncaring.
Your jaw dropped. Before you had left, Francis would have
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They were both scared she would choose one over the o
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You pull a black tie out of the hat. "Oh, this is fancy" You tie the tie around your neck. "Anyone want to claim it?"
"I think he already walked into the closet…" America walked you over to the closet. "Yup, he's in here. See you in seven dudes!" With that he locked the door.
"It looks good on you; you can keep it if you want." You recognized the voice to be Sweden's.
"Oh, the tie? Thanks, but how can you see in this darkness?" You sat on the floor next to Sweden.
"I don't think it's really all that dark. Perhaps my eyes are just better at adjusting to the dark than most." Sweden wrapped you up in a hug. Your eyes were beginning to focus; you could see him staring intensely at you. A shiver ran through your spine. "Are you cold "_____"? I can hold you in my lap if you'd like."
"Oh, no I'm okay, really." Despite what you said Sweden pulled you onto his lap.
"Better?" Sweden held you close, wrapping his arms around you in an attempt to warm you.
A blush spread across your cheeks.
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You pull a white flower petal from the hat. "Oh, this is beautiful, who's is this?"
"That would be mine" Everyone but you stiffens at the familiar sound of Russia's voice.
"Who the heck invited Him man? He creeps the mess outa me!" America backed away from you two dropping the hat in the process.
"Ahh, you did, I got your invitation in the mail." Russia smiled at you sweetly, taking your hand and led you to the closet. Ukraine locked the door for you because America wouldn't go near it.
"I am not liking the dark very much." Russia held you close to him as if looking for comfort.
"It's not so bad" You said digging in your pocket for your iPod. Finding it you turned it on and used it for light. "There, is that better?"
"Yes, thank you, "Russia let you go. "Oh you are so krasivaja, I never noticed before now. I knew you were sweet but…" Russia slowly touched your face, as if trying not to scare you. ""_______" are you afraid of me, like everyone else?" You had never been afraid of
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RETRACING YOUR STEPS: GERMANY X READER
CHAPTER SIX: BLIND SEARCH
The deep red BMW that pulled to a stop in front of the bench where (Name) sat waiting was a welcome sight. She stood and dusted some snow off of her coat before approaching the vehicle. Gilbert's funny laugh surpassed the confines of the automobile, expressed in a muffled echo to the outside world. Whatever the elder brother said had clearly irritated the passenger, because the door swung open as soon as she came close to it. Nearly knocked over, she grasped onto the edge of the door. Her fingers tingled at the icy sensation of touching freezing metal.
"See, bruder?"Gilbert teased. "You're already knocking her off her feet!"
Ludwig flushed pink and snapped back in German, but it was too fast for (Name) to catch. Although, there was also the fact that she was quite distracted by the sight of her German friend in a snug black trench coat. It was partially opened to reveal an icy blue button up shirt underneath. Neith
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It was another world conference today; which meant more of America going on about being a hero, England arguing with him, France jumping in to argue even more, almost all of the other countries being useless, and then Germany finally yelling to try and control the chaos.
Honestly though you couldn't care less about any of that today; you were far too distracted. You had a goal and a plan in mind for the day
'Today is the day for sure this time.' you thought to yourself. 'I'm definitely going to tell him today exactly how I feel! No chickening out!'
Yes you were giving yourself a mental pep talk. Today you going to try to confess your feelings to your childhood friend something you had been trying to do since you were twelve years old.
"____________! Dude!!!!" a voice shouted from behind you.
You had barely managed to turn yourself around, when you were pulled into a ridiculously tight hug.
"Agh! A-Alfred you're crushing me!" you choked.
"Oh!" he exclaimed, pulling away
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((WARNING: Contains some mild mature content, and extreme amounts of fluff.))
You sighed as you looked out the window of Russia's house, it was raining cats and dogs and the wind was awful. You were over at Russia's house because he had invited you over to celebrate his findings of an even better Russian vodka than he had had before. At the time you had laughed and told him you go, thinking to yourself how adorable he could be, when he was not trying to kill people with his pipe that is. The weather had not said anything about rain, but it looked like they were wrong. Very. Very. Wrong. You buttoned up your coat and shrugged slightly. Oh well. You went into the other room where Russia was and smiled warmly at him.
"Well I need to get going now, I will see you soon though alright?"
You turned and started walking to the door, but Russia was much quicker than you with his longer legs and he stood in front of the door.
"I'm sorry _____, but I am not letting you go out in this weather. You
Hetalia x Reader- The BeachMore Like This
(read description first please this story will have multiple ending so you pick who you end up with)
You adjusted the strap on your favorite bathing suit and looked in the mirror. (h/c) hair swept up into a high pony, (e/c) eyes with waterproof mascara, and your favorite (color) swimsuit on.
You were ready for the beach. Your friends had invited you out to the beach on their private island for the weekend and you had happily agreed. Why did they have a private beach you ask? Well because you were friends with the personifications of the countries.
And being countries they could get practically anything they wanted, including an island. OF course this island was off the map so no intruders would bother your little party. Another question has probably come to mind by now, how did i become friends with countries?
Good question, that would be because you are a country as well. The country of _______ in fact. The plane would leave in an hour and the airport was only thirty minutes away.
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You and Finland were good friends, so when you both got the invite, you decided to go to the party together. Although once you were there, you were both stuck with a problem. No-one would come near either of you with the tall, silent and mysterious Sweden hanging around behind you. You and Finland let out a sigh simultaneously.
Luckily for you, everyone got drunk very fast and America had the bright idea of playing a game called 'Seven minutes in Heaven or Hell'. This game was completely new to the Nordics, but you knew it quite well. Although you had never played the game properly, you knew the rules and what most people normally ended up doing in that closet. You were ecstatic to learn America had placed your name and flag into one of England's old top hats along with all the other countries, including Sweden; much to your surprise.
What surprised you even more is that you were now stuck in a circle, sandwiched between Swede
Seven minutes in Heaven introHow had you got here? You were sitting in a circle with several other countries. Most of them were drunk, or just stupidly happy, for some reason unknown. You sighed, now you remembered. America had dragged you over to his house for a 'party'. This usually meant everyone would eat burgers and listen to really loud techno. It wasn't your cup of tea to be brutally honest. You would've much rather have stayed at home, cuddled up with a book, but no, 'the hero' had to drag you over for a party...You didn't even want to be here. You had literally got yourself some lunch when he burst through the door and picked you up and slung you over his shoulder. He hadn't even said 'hello' or given you time to get dressed properly. You had hit his shoulder until your fists hurt but he didn't feel any of it, of course he wouldn't, not with muscles like that. You weren't even in smart clothes. You were wearing a pair of (f/c) skinny jeans, a (sf/c) t-shirt with (f/ch) on it and a pair of knee length,(c)More Like This
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Hetalia x OC
The New Girl
"Hey, have you guys heard Mr. Rome's annouoncement about the new girl?" Finland excitedly asked the other nordics at lunch one day. The four nations in question looked up at Finland like he had just lost his mind, even Sweden and Norway.
"Didn't you hear what her Nation name is, Finland?" Iceland asked but Finland looked back at him with confusion.
"She said that she was Death, the phisical manifesation of the land of Death, Tino." Sweden told the oblivious Finnish nation.
"It's why she doesn't smile, Fin." Denmark added.
"I can smile, but only if I'm in 'his' presence." A soft melodic voice said from behind the group. The five Nordic countries spun around to find Death standing right behind them, quite as only Death could be.
"Please don't be scared of me, I don't want people to be scared of me..." She whimpered sadly and her expression was one of ancient pain and saddness. Norway was the only one brave enough to speak.
"Who is 'he'?" Norway asked and she loo
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*Norway X Best!Friend!Reader*
(Name) looked in amazement,her mouth slightly agape,a delicate powder placed upon her cheeks,the (e/c) eyes glimmering in excitement at the scene in front of her.
"Lukas ..." the female started,intruding into the small room,capturing the Norwegian's whole attention upon her.
"Why are you wearing my bows?" she pointed a slender finger towards the cute,white and navy blue striped material.
"I was just trying them out!" the blonde answered,unfastening the bow from his hair and putting it onto the table in front of him.
"I've lost my cross pin!" as words left his pale lips,(Name)'s eyes widened in surprise,shock spread across her features.
"But how?I thought you were wearing it even when you were sleeping!" the female protested,not being able to comprehend how such a thing could happen.
"Yes!Still,I lost it!" he explained in his monotonous voice,placing his navy blue gaze upon the plethora of hair accessories skattered onto the table - bobby
Prussia x Reader - Lost SoulsHetalia: Prussia x Reader ficMore Like This
WARNING: IT'S REALLY LONG AND YOU MIGHT CRY.
You hurried to the bus stop as you began to hear the squealing brakes of that metal deathtrap. You had gotten up late today and had just barely made it. It would have been bad if you had gone in late. Especially on your first day. The attending doctors at St. Frederick's Hospital were very strict when it came to interns.
You panted heavily as you boarded the bus. It was full, as it usually was in the morning... except all the way in the back. You squeezed your way past the people who were already seated. There sat a pale guy with white, shaggy hair. He was dressed in jeans and a hoodie, a backpack in his lap and a pair of headphones around his neck.
"Is this seat taken?" you asked. He glanced up at you, piercing you with deep, red eyes.
"Oh... no, not at all," he answered, taking hold of his belongings and scooting over to give you more room. You were surprised by
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Shanghaied: Part 2
"Aren't you going to come out, love?" he asked. You huffed.
"I don't want to..." you replied.
"Now don't be shy," he teased. "If you don't come out, I'll just have to come in myself."
You walked out of the dressing room, your cheeks a bright crimson. You stood before him in a red and black Victorian gown. It wasn't awful... but you just never really cared for dresses. Though, luckily, it wasn't an immobilizing, poofy one.
He smiled down at you. "You look lovely," he sneered.
"You don't have any pants I could wear?" you asked, but your voice was pleading.
"A lady in pants? How absurd..."
You clenched your fists. "Listen, you damn pirate, I'm not!"
The back of his hand collided with your cheek, immediately silencing you. You stared off, away from him. You couldn't believe it. Arthur would never!
"Ladies do not wear pants and they most certainly to not use such language. Learn your place, my l
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Matthew woke to the sounds of shoveling snow. He wondered if some kids were shoveling his drive for money. Well, he sure as hell wasn’t going to pay them, he thought, rolling over to find your warmth. Matthew shot up, finding you no where to be seen. “_____!” he called out, kind of worried. You never woke up before him.
There was no sound. Just the constant shoveling that was starting to grind against his last nerve. Throwing open the curtains he prepared to yell at whoever the hell it might have been to go away. But it was you.
He went down the stairs and out the front door. You didn’t hear him and kept on shoveling. “_____.” he said sternly.
“Hey, Mattie.” you said, not stopping.
Matthew frowned, “Don’t call me that.”
“Sorry, Mattie.” you said, grinning, but still not stopping.
He sighed, knowing he co
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School sucks. Everyone knows that, right? But there's always that one class. There's always that one class where you find yourself actually enjoying yourself and learning something interesting. For you, that class was history. History with Mr. Beilschmidt. The albino man always found some tidbit to make the class laugh. His lessons were exciting, and he wasn't as uptight and stuffy as your other teachers. He was the type to sit up on his desk, legs crossed casually, and engage the whole damn class in a deep meaningful discussion, where you'd actually learn more than you ever would from a musty old textbook. And there was no denying that he was hotter than hellfire itself.
There was only one issue. Mr. Beilschmidt's ego was bigger than the freaking moon. So you and your fellow classmates took on the responsibility of knocking him down a few pegs. Y
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There was another one. Another lily.
You sighed, gently picking up the beautiful bloom and tossing onto the winter frosted lawn. They always appeared every morning in the mailbox.
It was fifth one this week. The twentieth one that month. There was no need for you to try to remember how many in the past year.
At first when these little flowers had appeared, you had thought that your boyfriend, Francis, was the one doing it. But he had told you he would never do something as distant as that. He would much rather bring you a bouquet of flowers personally, just to see the expression on your face.
"Anozer one?" Francis looked up, a frown on his lips. You nodded, flipping through the mail.
Bills, advertisement, card from your mother and, You frowned at the last one, an unmarked letter.
Ripping it open, you paled at the words on the light blue paper.
Roses are red
Violets aren't blue.
If your boyf
Australia x Reader: Koalas Can't...As you were talking to Australia, you couldnt help but notice his koala, which clung to his back, occasionally glare over his shoulder at you. However, whenever you glanced down at the koala, it quickly ducked behind Australia once more.More Like This
Eventually, you were fed up, and as it hid behind Australia's shoulder once more, you leaned over to keep your eyes locked on him. The koala continued to glare up at you, and you twitched.
"What's wrong, sheila?"
"Why is your koala so angry?"
"Oh, I was wondering what you were looking at," He managed to move his pet from the back of his shirt to the front, "I guess I'd be annoyed, too, if I had to cling to the same person every day," Australia held out the bundle of fur toward you, "Turn around, let's see if this will make a difference."
You hesitantly turned around, and the short limbs took hold of your back.
"See? A lot happier now, huh?" His hands wrapped around the koala's body to try and free you, but the animal's grip only tightened, "H-Hey, she'
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No, the other one was better
Feliks, you try to gain his attention, but hes too entertained.
Oh, I like this one. This colour is, like, much better he mumbles.
He looks up at you from your big tummy, Hm?
You having fun? you ask, smirking.
He sits up properly, clutching the big bag of baby clothes he purchased to his chest, Arent you, ________? These outfits are, like, totally adorable!
Your husband had been sat there for at least an hour laying each tiny outfit on your tummy as you flicked through the baby names book.
I know they are, sweetie, but we have more important things to think about, you say as you wave the book in front of Feliks face. You look down at the three little skirts he had in his fist and the bag full of female baby clothes, Besides, we dont even know if its
England x Reader - My Cake!“One slice of strawberry cake please,” you ordered, watching the cashier take the cake out and place it on the counter.More Like This
“You’re lucky. That’s the last one,” she smiled at you and held out her hand. You were just about to place the money on her hand, but out of nowhere another hand landed there and left a $5 note, a voice telling her to “Keep the change!”
“Hey!” you called out, reaching for the person’s shoulder and turning him around, only to find out that you knew him.
“(Name),” he stated.
“Arthur,” you said back, just as bluntly.
The two of you just stood there for a few moments, before you continued.
“Um…I believe I bought that first.”
“No, I paid for it first,” declared Arthur.
“But I ordered it!”
“Yes, but who gave the money first?”
“I was giving it! You blocked my way!”
“Either way I bought it first. I’m planning
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You and Germany had spent all day out in town, doing random things together. It would have been a lovely day had it not been for the sudden downpour that started. Well that, and the fact that Germany's overall attitude was extremely awkward and suspicious. The two of you were now in his car, completely drenched. “Well, that was fun. I needed another shower today anyway.” You smiled wide at Germany.”
“Yeah. Sorry about that. The weather didn't call for any rain today.” Germany fiddled around with his keys until finally getting them in the ignition. Now the car wouldn't start. He sighed. “It's just one thing after another. Stay in here, a don't want you any more wet.” Germany got out of the car, opened up the hood and started looking around. A few minutes later he got back in, looking like a wet puppy. “I think I fixed it.” He did, the car started without a problem.
“Yay. Go German engineering.&
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You lived in house that you could not call home, with people that you could not call family.
You were adoptive by these very strangers at the age of 6,life seemed like a dream before your adoptive parents decided to have a kid of their own.
Many years had passed since they had their own child.
Now you were like that book on the shelf that no one wanted to read, not even the author of the book himself or herself.
You tried to get your parents attention in many ways but they paid no heed, you were so fixed on getting their attention that you had long forgotten the man, who was always there through the thick and the thin.
‘If life even worth it! Heh’ you thought to your self
No one pays attention to me and those who do say the worst things possible.’
You stood there slowly rocking back and forth.
Back and forth…
Germany x Sick!Reader Part IIYou nodded into his chest. Everything was going to be alright.More Like This
When you awoke, it was in Germany’s arms. Under any other circumstances it would have brought a smile, and probably a blush, to your face, but you were waking for a different reason. You tore out of his arms with surprising force and made your way to the adjoining bathroom as quickly as you could manage. You tried as hard as you could to retch quietly, and when you saw the blood blooming in the water you thought you ought to wake him. Weakly you made your way to the doorway when you heard a knock on the door downstairs. Germany was still sound asleep. Taking care of you must have really tired him. Something possessed you to get to it and found your boss, drunk off his ass.
“Hey,” he slurred, “you weren’t at your home.”
You stared at him in disbelief. You knew what was behind this cloud of alcohol. Before you stood a cold and calculating man, concerned only with power and wealth.
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This was going to be the best girl's night ever!....At least it was supposed to be, but noooooooo; here you were, at a club, drinking your fourth (preferred beverage) all alone. You sigh as you finish the last of your drink, ordering another one. Before you take a sip, however, something hard bumps into you, making you spill some of your drink.
"Hey, watch it."
"Kesesese~, sorry frau, hic." Wait a minute, you recognized that obnoxious laugh!
"Prussia? What are you doing here?" Well, at least you weren't alone now.
"Oh hey (Name)! Funny, hic, running into you here." He slings an arm around your shoulders, pulling you down slightly from the deadweight caused by his recent large intake of alcohol. Man, he was wasted maybe you could trick him into paying for your earlier drinks.
"There you are amigo!" A cheerful voice says, approaching you both. 'So Spain was with him, huh? Oh no, what if Germany is with him?! What do I do
Snow Day[Name] was curled up under a blanket on the couch with Germany just watching the flames flicker across the pieces of wood in the fireplace. His head resting atop hers with his eyes half closed, his arms wrapped around her small frame tightly. Everything was perfect, calm and quite cozy.More Like This
BAM! The door was whipped open, a sudden gust of freezing wind pushing snow in the room after the person who had come stomping in. Said person plopped right down on the couch beside Ludwig and [Name] and clicked on the television. Only then did Prussia turn to look at the couple all curled up on the couch.
"Am I interrupting something?"
[Name] has never wanted to strangle him so bad.
Want You Back. - Germany x Reader.Today was the day.More Like This
The day that you'd be parting from your daughter and ex-husband.
He said he found a new love, and had apparently lost interest for you. You couldn't deny you still loved him, but since he was going to dump you - you had no choice.
But worst of all is the fact that you'll be leaving your daughter behind. You didn't have a stable income as your ex-husband did. He worked as an attorney and it was hard to compete.
You felt a tug at your sleeve as you looked down to face your child's blank eyes.
"Amelie, you'll be staying here with daddy now - okay?" You bended down to pat her head, smiling at her. Amelie only returned the smile before giving you a small peck on the cheek and running back off to the living room, probably to her box of toys.
You had to wait until he came home with that chick before you could leave.
You heard faint giggles as the door clicked open.
He was drunk as always.
"I'll leaving n
My Mommy Said...Police Officer Germany x Child Reader - My Mommy Said...More Like This
With the hot sun beating down onto his neck, Ludwig wiped off the perspiration that had accumulated there. Sighing in frustration, he began filling out the vandalism reports for the elementary school. ‘How in the world did vandalism occur in the elementary school’, you may wonder. Well, let’s just say there are a few suspects from the local Gymnasium  a few blocks down the road.
As Ludwig continued to fill out the report, he felt a pair of eyes watching him intently. Turning around, he at first saw nothing…until he looked down. Once he did, he found a little girl, no older than five, scrutinizing him with her gaze. The child, appearing to be looking him up and down, made Ludwig start to feel a bit uncomfortable. What was this kid doing…let alone thinking? What he didn’t know was that this little girl was surve
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Why? Why had it to be you? From all people, why you?
Ludwig kept asking himself, and no matter how many times he did this question, he wouldn’t find an answer. He looked at your face – your thin and pale face –, wondering when those beautiful (e/c) eyes would open and look shining at him, with a beautiful and cheerful smile on your lips. ‘Please wake up, _________... Bitte, open your eyes… Let me see zhose adorable eyes again… Let me see zhe living you…’
But you didn’t move. Of course not.
Ludwig’s eyes burned, tears wanting to roll down, even though there weren’t any tears left. How long had it been since he cried that much? He couldn’t remember…
Two days had already passed since you went into the coma state, two days he didn’t heard your voice. The German man caressed your hand, which he was holding between his. They were warm, but far less warm than when you were awake. He missed you so mu
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You felt as the blood ran between your fingers, and being able to feel it made the situation even worse. If you fell unconscious on the ground, it’d be way better, because you wouldn’t have to feel the odd flavor of vomit in your mouth and watch as Ludwig looked terrified at you from the stairs. You were about to call for him but you choked and more blood came out. You quickly but with no use wiped it away, trying desperately to make things look a little better than it actually was; however, destiny liked to play with your life like if it was the best toy someone could ever had, and you coughed a bit, making more blood come to your mouth.
But you just couldn’t forget the way Ludwig stared wide-eyed at you – like if he was having the worst nightmare possible – so you made a supernatural effort and swallowed it all the way down to your stomach again, even though you couldn’t think of a worse feeling than that what you had just made.
The German man seem
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‘I love you, ________... vith all my heart’ Ludwig whispered in your ear, making you shiver and want to shrink into his arms, feeling the warmth he gave you. He felt so tall and big compared to you, and somehow you felt safe in his arms, like if he’d protect you from everything and everyone. The German man held you tighter and buried his face on your soft (h/c) (h/l) hair. ‘I love you so much, _______. Ich liebe dich, ich liebe dich und ich liebe dich’
You passed your arms around his waist and with your head rested on his chest you whispered back ‘Yeah, I love you too, Luddy’
And that’s when you suddenly wake up, your whole body wrapped in the warm blankets. ‘A… dream?’ you thought, rubbing your sleepy eyes and slowly sitting up. You sneezed and tried to remember what happened yesterday. Oh, yeah, right. You confessed to Ludwig… and he… he said he lo-, he said that he loved you! ‘Oh
Germany x Sick!ReaderYou lay back on your bed, feeling the effects of your country's depression taking their toll on you. Your economy was in shambles, your government was corrupt, your people were suffering, and it was all piling up to make you horribly ill.More Like This
But you were a part of the Axis now, and you were doing everything you could to stay strong for them. The depression you could deal with. You could brush it off and smile away the pain, to make your allies not worry about you. Now that you could barely move, you were worried. What if Germany, the unofficial leader of your little group, now saw you as useless and threw you out in the cold? You were determined to hide this from the others at all costs.
The comforter around you did nothing to ease your chills, and your house was drafty and falling to shreds due to your economic troubles. Then your phone rang out, and you rose to grab it, taking the comforter around your shoulders. After hitting the button, you coughed for a second and watched the blood s
Scars~ CH 1Rolling out of of bed with Monday morning slowness. The sun shining through the shades that don't quite fit my window. A pink tint covers my blue walls because of it. Hearing signs of mama cooking her breakfast downstairs. The smells reaching my room causing my stomach to churn. Cringing, I shut my door.More Like This
The smell disappearing, I walked over to my mirror. At first sight I almost jumped through my skin. My hair was a mess of tangles, and my late night just made dark circles under my eyes. Even a human would notice them they were so dark. Make-up just wasn't going to cover them. It's already hard enough to find anything to match my pale completion.
Quickly dressing in a form fitting black t-shirt and black pants. Finding myself at the mirror again fussing over my hair last. Braiding it in a casual French braid, stands escaping to fame my face. One look at me would be enough for everyone to just walk away, no matter how hard I tried to look pretty. "Oh well." I whispered. Pulling on my bo
One last dance sick!germanyxreaderIt was so simple every step, every move, every turn, it all flowed so well with such grace. Hands far too big hold yours as you step, feet shuffling rhythmically besides those much larger. Swaying like grass you weaved through your stretched meadow with the easy of a breeze. Your silk dress flowing much like a blooming bud, and with a nod you rise into the air like a bird soaring through the night sky, landing in those strong arms that hold you up, allowing you to kiss the sky as the air spins around you like a tornado, air whipping at your face. And you smile, your happy, so very happy, a laugh rings through the air as you flap your wings. You're free so very free and as you fly faster and faster you can't help but laugh for such joy fills your heart. Your eyes shut as you take in your surroundings, your lips turned up. Your brought down carefully almost regretfully, your feet lightly tapping against the canvas of your painting as you continue the steady strokes of your arMore Like This
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Ramona couldn't believe her ears. Sebastian said he trusted her and even smiled. He wasn't lying and the aura that came off of him was .kind and sincere. What had changed him? Could he have been listening to her entire conversation?
Thinking about that, Ramona's heart began to speed up but then remembering he wanted to know the truth about her, the shadows, and why she was here made her heart sink deep into a cold, dark, and bottomless well where it may as well not rise again.
"You want to know the truth and even to get that truth; you are willing to put aside our differences?" Ramona asked him one more time. The sun was then covered up by the clouds moving in, making the room less lighted by the windows.
"Yes " Sebastian whispered. Ramona knew that if she told him, everything would chan
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You stared at the river, wondering how in the world you could possibly hope to cross. Heracles stood next to you on the bank, watching the pair of unusual Germanics wading into the water. Gilbert strode in with all the arrogant confidence of a Roman centurion, while his father walked in behind him, keeping a wary eye on the Romans down-stream. They obviously knew how to swim, and you had to fight to keep from being angry that Gilbert could swim and you couldn’t. Of course, he was a boy and you were a woman so you weren’t supposed to be able to swim anyway, but you really wanted to hang on to the little pride you had left. Sadly, you could already feel it slipping away.
Suddenly you noticed Heracles was as unmoving as you were. You prayed he could swim.
“You can swim, can’t you?” you asked, more than a little afraid the answer would not be what you wanted to hear.
“I can… a little. Another slave showed me once when I was sent to th
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"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Ciel yelled while backing up into a corner in his office. These dark shadows were everywhere whispering something that human ears couldn't understand. Where was Sebastian at times like these, Ciel thought while thinking of a plan to escape.
Looking at the door and then at the shadows closing in, Ciel was about to make a run for it only to suddenly be engulfed in darkness
"James! George! Go get what we need prepared!" Ramona yelled while Sebastian and she ran swiftly and delicately through the halls of the Phantomhive manor. They had heard Ciel's voice a while ago but now it was dead silent except for the faint blowing of the wind hitting the mansion.
Stopping abruptly at the young master's door, Sebastian kicked it open but only to see a dead room. Glass was all over the floor, the lamp on Ciel's desk was laying on the ground, books and papers scattered everywhere, furniture all tipped over, and Ciel's eye patch laying in a corne
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After all the events that happened yesterday, Sebastian was ready to start moving their plans in action. After doing all of his morning duties, helping the servants with their jobs while Ramona rest and recovered from the exhaustion that she piled up yesterday, and asking James and George hesitantly if they would prepare both him and Ramona for their trip to town, he told the young master most of the conversation that he had with Ramona.
"So, you think it's a good idea to head out now and attack?" Ciel asked his most trustworthy butler. He was also still recovering from his odd experience being stuck in a pitch black stomach of a Shadow and now hearing that he was trying to be killed by a man/angel because he was born and was going to destroy the balance of the worlds was crazy.
"Yes, Jeremiah will soon know that Ramona told me everything and if we don't act now, we will be the ones at the disadvantage and I cannot put your life in danger." Sebastian said while pou
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You felt as if you’d only closed your eyes for a moment, but when your eyelids fluttered open, you found yourself tucked under the covers next to Ludwig, the two of you lying against the fluffy pillows at the head of the bed. Ludwig’s arm was wrapped around you, your head resting on his chest, and out of the corner of your sleep-bleary eye, you noticed his hand toying with a strand of your hair.
‘Isn’t it the guy who usually falls asleep after sex?’ you thought to yourself, lifting your head slightly and alerting Ludwig that you were no longer dozing. He dropped the strand of (h/c) hair he’d been twirling in his fingers, and you felt them brush across your face.
“So, she avakes,” he said quietly, though there was a hint of amusement in his voice. You looked up through your lashes at the man, who looked nearly as bleary as you. His hair was mussed and in his face, and he had
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You flipped your pillow over for the hundredth time that night, trying to find a comfortable spot, but comfort just seemed to be eluding you. ‘Serves me right,’ you thought bitterly, leaning up on your elbow and attempting to punch the pillow into submission. ‘Mr. Beilshmidt it probably going to fire me! I would fire me.’ You had been beating yourself up all day over what had happened, and had managed to eat two pints of Ben and Jerry’s while crying over romantic movies before your stomach had had enough and forced you to take some Tums and go to bed. But sleep didn’t come easily, and you ended up merely tossing and turning for what seemed like eons.
Sitting up and pressing your palms to your eyes, you decided you needed to take some Benadryl to force yourself to go to sleep. Moving on feet that seemed reluctant to walk, you shuffled your way to the kitchen and took the little red allerg
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Gilbert wasn’t expecting Ludwig to come home that night. He’d laughed to himself when his brother had left, for the ‘Stop it Gilbert, you are acting childish, zhis is a professional dinner, not a date!’ date. He’d had no doubt in his mind that he was going to get laid by his cute little secretary; so when the younger of the brothers threw the door open, at only ten fifteen, Gilbert nearly had a heart-attack, and leapt a foot in the air.
The blonde was mumbling to himself, running his hands through his hair as he strode into the living room, and stopped dead.
“Vhat are you doing in my house?” he said quietly, looking at his brother. The two of them stared at each other for a few moments.
“I see you didn’t manage to bed her,” the older said, dodging the question. Blood instantly colored Ludwig’s cheeks, and he scowled.
Across the Desk V (Boss!GermanyXSecretary!Reader)More Like This
WARNING/DISCLAIMER: This will get lemon-y towards the later installments. No lemon in the first few parts, but be warned. There will be enough fluffy romantic poop in the first couple installments to hold you over 'till the real fun starts
“It’s not a date,” you told yourself, going through your closet, trying to find a dress to wear. You’d been given the rest of the day off, seeing as Mr. Beilshmidt was in an exceptionally good mood after the stress of the meeting, so you were now just getting ready for dinner, which you had to keep reminding yourself was not a date, merely a professional get together. “I can’t wear this one,” you said, tossing aside a sparkly short number with the deep sweetheart neckline. “I’m not clubbing. I have to be classy…but this is just TOO classy.” You held up a stuffy dark blue dress you’d worn to your cousin’s weddin
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WARNING/DISCLAIMER: This will get lemon-y towards the later installments. No lemon in the first few parts, but be warned. There will be enough fluffy romantic poop in the first couple installments to hold you over 'till the real fun starts
Slacks. Of course you was wearing slacks. It wasn’t like slacks weren’t office-appropriate; they were stylish and quite professional. It was just…Ludwig had been hoping you would wear a skirt today, the tight one that he liked. But it wasn’t like he’d ever say this to anyone; it was completely out of his place. He could get slapped with a sexual harassment suit for even hinting at his preference of clothing to his secretary, and there was no way he was going to let that happen. He wasn’t Gilbert, after all.
But damn it all if it didn’t disappoint him. And since yesterday afternoon’s little ‘accident’, it seem
Across the Desk III Boss!GermanyXSecretary!ReaderMore Like This
WARNING/DISCLAIMER: This will get lemon-y towards the later installments. No lemon in the first few parts, but be warned. There will be enough fluffy romantic poop in the first couple installments to hold you over 'till the real fun starts
“Vell, vell, vell, don’t you look as awesomely beautiful as ever?” For a split second, you really debated acknowledging your old boss. It would just encourage him, and God knew that wasn’t something you wanted to do. Of course he was only joking, and while his light-hearted mock-compliments were plentiful to the point of irritation, you knew they meant next to nothing. “Not as awesomely beautiful as ME, mind you…”
“Shall I tell Mr. Beilshmidt you’ve arrived, Sir?” you replied formally, looking up at Gilbert with just a hint of amusement in your eyes. He laughed that strange laugh of his and leaned against your desk
PrussiaXReader - Forgot How to Care 2More Like This
The next morning you woke up early. You looked at your clock on your night stand. It said 6:30. You sighed. Why did your body insist on waking you up so early in the morning? You rubbed your eyes and got out of bed, standing up. You walked to your dresser after double checking you blinds were closed. You didn’t want Gilbert to be watching you get changed, even if you weren’t entirely sure he was awake.
After you got changed you decided it was okay to open the shades. And guess what the first thing you saw as. Yup, Gilbert's head leaning out the window with a smirk on his face. He was shirtless and wearing, from what you could see, lounge pants with the Prussian flag printed on it. His ruby eyes were half closed. You glared at him, opening the window.
"Guten morgen, (name)." He said, still smirking.
"Sorry, I don’t speak German." You said. It wasn’t entirely true since the language you took in school as German because you wanted to be able to speak to your grandm
Capturing the Flag with Hetalia! ~ Italy"Stop!'" Alfred yelled, frustration boiling out of his ears. You carrying out the Allies flag marked the third consecutive game that America had lost, and he was clearly not happy. "Ok, team change! I want (Name) on our side now."More Like This
Ludwig frowned. "But zhat would mean zhere vould be twice as many people on your team."
"We would still be able to beat them, aru." Yao grinned.
"Well prove it!" And with that Alfred dragged you away towards the Ally side.
The air horn sounded again-Alfred had put you in charge of the patrolling the area. Not the most exciting job, but maybe you could send some trespasser to jail, which would be super fun and satisfying! You decided to start your job-the sun streamed over the top of your head, warming your face as you trailed trough the forest. A fair chattering reached your ears. You perked up, tiptoeing around a bush in the hopes that you would sneak up on some Ally who was loitering around your turf. Peering around a tree you spotted a brownish r
EnglandxReaderxFrance Gimme a breakEnglandxReaderxFranceMore Like This
Gimme a break!
You were late for work. You glanced at your watch again, as if it would tell you the opposite. It didn't. You broke into a slow jog, trying to keep hold on the stack of papers in your arms.
Rushing around the corner, you let out a yelp as you hit someone. The person let out a curse, stumbling back a few steps.
"Sorry!!Sorry!!" You looked up, face bright red with embarrassment. The man looked at you, then grinned. He wore a fancy looking suit and a top hat was perched at a rakish angle on his head. He was also holding a cane.
"No problem love."
You nodded and stepped around him, hurrying towards work. Your boss was going to kill you.
Arthur watched as the woman hurried away, her arms wrapped tightly around the large stack of paper. Her heels clicked against the pavement. He watched as a small piece of paper fluttered to the ground, unnoticed by her retreating figure.
As it blew down the
ItalyxReader - PerfectionistMore Like This
((Small amount of swearing because Romanos in it, but other than that, its all good Enjoy! ))
Feli, you home? you call, ringing the doorbell with a sigh.
Still not answering, huh? Well, you cant leave him in there forever. Ludwig and Kiku both said they hadnt heard anything from him for a week which annoyed Ludwig because he was missing his training - and, as far as you knew, he hadnt left his house, either - you had called Lovino to ask, but that went just as well as him spending time with Ludwig. Hes nearly always grumpy when he speaks to you. Sometimes with his personality you can hardly tell hes Felicianos brother.
You ring the bell again and when there still isnt an answer, you choose to let yourself in, deciding that you had given him enough of an opportunity to open the door. Your boyfriend had given you a spare key to his place, so getting in isnt the hard part.
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The first thing you wanted to do as soon as you stepped on the island in Europe that consisted of the Welsh and British/English Countries...you wanted to sip some Earl Grey tea and eat some scones and crumpet; not made by England of course. But you were still here...in England. You were to love here now. You took a deep breath and held it in as you and your father walked into the airport building. You kept it held until the two of you walked into an English/British taxi. (You couldn't help but call everything "England/British".)
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" You squealed, causing the driver to slightly swerve the car and yell out "IS SHE OKAY?!" You only squealed into your cat, Neko's, fluffy coat. You were in England. Oh my gosh that sounded wrong. IN ENGLAND. Living in the country of the used to be sexy pirate! The sexy gentlemen and punk! THE HOME OF ONE DIRECTION, THE BEATLES, AND OTHER SEXY BRITISH/ENGLISH SINGERS! Not to mention some actors but most of all...
"[Y/N]! Are you
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After _______ had gone off to bed with her evil mochi Alfred strolled over to the shelf that contained her vast collection of movies. There was no way in hell he was going to sleep… No dreams for him, no sir! So he grabbed an action movie and popped it in before settling on the couch with his coffee.
About halfway through his movie, Alfred started to feel a little hungry. Not to mention he needed some more coffee so he could stay awake. Stretching, Alfred made his way to the kitchen, but when he entered he was that little monster sitting next to the coffee maker. “Didn’t _______ take you to bed?”
The demon didn’t answer, it just giggled and stared at him. Alfred suppressed a shudder, ‘It’s fine, just ignore the thing and it wont bother you…’
So, ignoring the hell spawn that was staring at him, Alfred refilled his cup with the blessing that was coffee. But just when he was about to take a sip, he
Protect Me. PrussiaxReaderOK so because I sort of make Prussia seem like the bad guy in my GermanyxReader story, I decided to make a PrussiaxReader fluff! Enjoy! :3 You know the drill, if theres **__** Infront of words then that means your thinking :3More Like This
You woke with a start, panting, lying on your back and staring at the ceiling, your heart pounding. You gulped and slid down underneath the covers. That was one creepy nightmare.
**what a freaky dream.... Damn it! WHY do I always read creepypasta's before I go to sleep?!** You thought. You suddenly felt something move your bed and you froze. You entire body heated up and your heart pounding. You then cleared your mind and remembered that it was your boyfriend, Gilbert beside you. You came out from under the blanket and looked at him. He was lying on his back, muscular arms spread and his hair was messy. You curled up against him and almost automatically, as if by instinct that he knew it was your body against his, he manouvered on his sude and wrapped h
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Previously, you woke up to find yourself at Antonio’s home, are brought your belongings over by Ivan, Arthur, and Alfred, and were invited to move into their new dorm with them- all in time for the graduation party.
You took a shaky breath as you fiddled with the shirt you were wearing, pulling at it and straightening wrinkles, then running a brush through your hair again, for good measure. ‘That’s as good as it’s going to get,’ you think to yourself, regarding your appearance in the mirror. You were currently standing in your bathroom, getting ready for the graduation party you all were invited to- in a few minutes you were all to leave.
And you were nervous.
It hadn’t completely clicked in your mind earlier that it was to be a beach party. Not that you had anything against parties- or the beach really for that matter, but it was the ocean that left you feeling a bit uneasy. Ever since the... situation with your dad, you hadn’t
Horror Movies EnglandxPunk!Reader “C’mon, Arty,” you teased, getting closer to your boyfriend’s face, poking his nose with your painted-black fingernail, a smirk on your face. “It’s just a silly movie,” you couldn’t help but let out a quiet laugh.More Like This
His emerald eyes rolled back in his head as he let out a quiet sigh. “Another one, (y/n)? Isn’t this becoming something of an obsession?” his blonde hair fell slightly into his eyes as one of his large, bushy eyebrows raised in question.
You rolled your eyes as well, crossing your arms, making the horror video in your hands stick out a bit as a few of your bracelets jingled on your wrist. “Obsession?” you scoffed. “You are being the definition of a hypocrite right now,” you smirked, taking a step away from your boyfriend, holding up your hand that wasn’t holding the DVD case. “Let’s just take a count of all your obsessions. Ther
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Arthur clung to the frayed picture of you, his knees bunched against his sore chest. He whispered to you, of really what remained of you, praying to someone – something – an unknown deity at that point, begging for your return. He could feel the damage of the smoke to his lungs as he breathed, each breath coming out more and more shallow than the last.
“Oh, __________ ,” Silent tears sprung in his eyes, but he wiped them away, remembering how you always liked to see him happy. Even when he failed at cooking, fought with Francis, or accidentally swore himself into a fight with you, you had always longed to see the innocent irises of the Brit green with jubilance, and not with unneeded spite. You were aware of how easily he was angered and you were saddened by this. “Will you forgive me?” He spoke quietly, subconsciously afraid of disturbing the others around him.
What a silly notion, he thought absentmindedly. Afraid of waking the deceased
Romano X Reader: Lift OffStifling a yawn, you stretched your arms over your head and neatly folded your hands behind you. Your flight to Italy had not started yet, however you seemed to have the perfect seats. You had checked from the available seating charts listed online and had confirmed that you would have no partner for the ride. You were free to stretch and listen to whatever you wanted. The thought of sitting next to some old, drooling man and hyperactive child, who had been separated from their mother for the time being, quickly flashed through your mind.More Like This
“Never again.” You whispered to yourself as you recalled your terrible past flight experiences. A cold shiver ran down your spine and you repeated your mantra once more.
You didn’t exactly purchase luxurious first-class tickets, but coach seats were just as good. You were all getting to the same place at the same time, anyways. What did it matter?
Eight hours would pass by, you thought to assure yourself. You were properly sto