The Virginity Talk - Prussia x Non-Virgin!ReaderMore Like This
Author's Note - This isn't the kind of story where Reader-Chan is a virgin, and is wanting to wait until marriage for sex. So if you want something like that, look somewhere else.
"....are you a virgin?"
(Name) froze, her eyes still glued to the TV screen in front of her. She had been in the process of channel flipping when her boyfriend, Gilbert Beilschmidt, had asked her that question, out of no where. Her arm was outstretched, grasping the remote in her hand, and her eyes grew wide. Her expression was one of complete and utter shock. Slowly, and almost comically, her head turned toward Gilbert, staring at him.
If the personification of the ex-Nation Prussia had not been an albino, his blush wouldn't have been that noticeable. But he was, so it was. To put it simply, his face looked like a tomato. His eyes were still trained to the TV, determined not to look at her.
Finally, she managed to say somethi
the art of hateflirting [ prussia x reader ]More Like This
The Art of Hateflirting
there is one f-bomb mention in here, so be warned....
// six years old //
"Give it back, Gilly!"
"Not a chance, (f/n)!"
Frustrated and exhausted, (f/n) bent down with her hands on her knees, pausing her sprint and catching her breath. She tilted her head, letting the seven year old albino see her scowl and her narrowed (e/c) eyes. (F/n) saw Gilbert slow into a jog and turn around, flashing her a mischievous grin and a glint of trouble in his ruby irises.
He raised his hand to show (f/n) the heart shaped locket of hers that he'd snatched. Gilbert held it by the tip of the silver heart charm, the chain dangling menacingly.
"Come on and get it, saumensch!"
(F/n) straightened up and decided to mimic Gilbert, sticking out her tongue and saying, "Not a chance, saukerl!"
Gil faked an expression of hurt, his hand flying over his heart.
"(F/n), I'm wounded!" he exclaimed dramatically, the back of his hand going to his forehead.
Prussia x Reader. While You Sleep. Gilbert ran his index finger down your soft, bare back. It seemed to have no imperfections that he could see with the naked eye. Smiling softly to himself, he once again trailed your spine to your neck. You let out a soft sigh in your sleep and started to shift.More Like This
He pulled his hand back as you turned over to face him, still asleep as you snuggled against his chest comfortably. So this is how we always end up in this position, the Prussian thought to himself with a smirk.
Gilbert carefully turned onto his back, moving you slightly so that you were laying your head on his chest while he wrapped one arm around your slim waist. This must be what heaven feels like, he mused mentally, too bad I'm going to hell.
The ceiling of the tan colored tent blocked out the winking stars in the sky, but through the thin material, he could barely make out the sliver of the white moon against a black velvet s
Good Morning Shizuo x Reader The blonde was tossing and turning in his bed. Something felt different. He reached for the closest thing and pulled it closer. His eyes shot open. He was holding a pillow.More Like This
He tossed the pillow and jumped out of bed. He started searching his apartment."(f/n)? (f/n)!" he cried out in every room. Now the ex bartender was growing scared. His heart raced at the thought of his girl missing. His mind conjured up all the worst scenarios: maybe she got hurt or kidnapped or those damn punks might have her or worse that damn flea has her. His heart quickened with these thoughts.
Shizuo couldn't take it anymore; he was going to find her himself. He was headed outside until he was stopped by someone at his door.
"Shizu-chan~!" the female exclaimed.
"(f/n)." The blonde was a bit relieved seeing her face.
"Um Shizuo," the girl noticed his agivated exppression, "are you okay?" she asked.
"I thought that damn flea had you. I was going to look for you and beat the sh-"
Strictly Business - Denmark x Reader Ch. 15More Like This
An empty tissue box hit the wall. “That stupid bastard!” You screamed with tears streaming down your face. The sound of the impact made you wince. The sobbing was smothered once you curled into a ball on the couch.
‘He was using me.’
You rubbed your mascara on your pants, not caring if they were ruined. This was a nightmare. Just when you thought a person in your life cared (that person who just happened to be your boss), fires you from their life. The word of “termination” still stung.
Perhaps it was your own fault. Who in the hell would think that it would work? Of course, you were hopeful. Well… maybe it was your optimism that was wrong with you. When did you turn into an optimist anyway? You were born a realist and reality isn’t sugar and sweets. It was hell itself. That’s what it always was and always will be. One boy isn’t going to change your outlook on life. (F/n). You’re screwed.
Strictly Business - Denmark x Reader Ch. 14More Like This
It was as if the windows blew out, the lights flickered, and the simplest sounds unable to be deciphered.
Mathias removed his hands from his face with one quick motion. He grabbed you hand roughly and jerked you toward him. His lips slammed into yours.
You felt yourself gasp in reaction and your body went ridged. Your (e/c) eyes grew wider than you could have thought possible.
“I need to do this at least once,” Mathias muttered against your mouth.
Throwing away all moral you unconsciously began kissing back.
A hand went to the back of your head, pushing your lips closer. Slowly, you felt the two of you tilt back and your head hit the couch. Leaving him lying flat against you. And dear God, you could have sworn you could feel his abs through your shirt.
A low moan escaped his lips leaving you in a blushing fit. Your hands crept up his arms and you ran your fingers through his hair as you wanted to do so many times.
You were putty in his hands.
And that was when it hit
Strictly Business - Denmark x Reader Ch. 13More Like This
You tensed and tried to use your feet for support. Feeling your breath being drawn from you and your pulse quickening was already more than enough. Mathias was being different, more than his reckless self. “You’re standing so far away,” was all he said. “-as if you’re afraid of me or somethin’,” Mathias laughed nonchalantly.
‘Why’s he so calm in a situation like this?!’ You thought, squeezing your eyes tightly as you felt your face flush. Being so close was like being locked in a small space without enough air. “Hey…”
His voice was deeper… panic hit you once you caught your breath. “(Y/n). You don’t look too good. Are you sure you should head back to the office? I mean… You look kinda flushed. Are you sick or somethin’?”
Immediately you looked up at him, fists clenched, and good judgment flew over your head. “You’re the one that looks sick! And
Strictly Business - Denmark x Reader Ch. 12More Like This
Mathias was gone.
It was an early Tuesday morning. The birds that had built a nest on the fire escape outside your window chirped. Daylight had yet to climb over the horizon at a good 4:30 A.M. With a small shake of your head, you blinked the drowsiness away and pulled your phone from the now neat coffee table. ‘How… clean?’ the thought led you to your boss’ contact where you changed the title to Mathias the Idiot courteous to the night before.
Whatever the reason was you had already forgot once you hit ‘Save’. You lumbered off to the small kitchenette humming a random Sinatra song. The bittersweet smell of coffee awakened your senses slightly and you made your way to the shower with a bounce in your step.
A coat lied in the way of the doorway; it definitely wasn’t one of y-
‘Oh, that complete idiot.’ You scoffed as you lifted the coat, which lingered in your eyesight just for a moment longer before you t