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You heard a loud voice over the hundreds of screaming voices, “__________! ___________! GILBERT!”
Turning your head you saw Ludwig. Giggling you jumped on a table screaming, “Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on!”
“Mein Gott,” Ludwig groaned. He grabbed your leg and tried to pull you off the table, “__________, get off the table.”
“Nein!” you shouted getting your ankle out of his grasp and jumped to another table and started to dance.
Ludwig turned red as you kicked high en

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"Hey Ludwig!" You call out to your handsome German friend. He appears to be strewn across your couch, tired from doing so much work at school today. It must have been A LOT of work to make even Ludwig tired!
"Yes ____?" He asks, his voice muffled because he had his face buried in a pillow.
"Won't you play a game with me?" You sweetly ask him. Ludwig raises his head and looks you in the eyes. Those striking blue eyes...
"Nngh, I'm tired ____. Go play with Feliciano or something." He brushes you off.
You pout. "But this game is especially for us Ludwig! See, look!" You open a box of almond crush pocky, letting

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Ludwig took a deep breath. Now was his chance. He double checked his poem for mistakes and walked across the school yard to where she stood. Talking to someone.
Her back was turned, but she was speaking to someone
"I'm sorry Arthur, I just don't feel the same way," you said.
"Oh, ok," Arthur tried to smile. "I understand…I hope I didn't ruin anything…that we can still be friends."
Ludwig's heart started to ache.
You smiled, "I hope so too. Well…I'll see you around."
With that Arthur walked off, leaving _________ alone.
"_-__________," Ludwig said quietly.
__________ turned around giving a shaky smile she said, "H-hi Ludwig, I didn't s

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“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

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Italy and you had been scouring the internet for hours, looking for nothing in particular. Just a few moments ago the two of you had found something called 'babynames.com'. It had caught your intrest, so you clicked on it to see what it was about. Just like the name implied, it was a websight with nothing but baby names. At the top of the screen you could look up any name you wanted and see what it stould for, and what gender the name was supposed to belong to. At the bottom, you could

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He looked really nervous; he was sweating and his free hand was clenched into a tight fist, turning white at the knuckle

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The sound of a door creaking open resonated within the walls of the large house, followed by the sound of rustling clothes and a sigh. "I'm home," Ludwig called out gruffly, not even bothering to take off his jacket—instead, he just settled for unbuttoning it, before making his way to his room and collapsing onto his waiting bed.

Ears perking as you heard Ludwig return home, you abandoned your task at hand, which had been folding his clothes, and approached his bedroom.

You had been Ludwig's house maid for a while now; after having been short of money, all thanks to your father, you had started to search for a job. For months yo

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You could feel all the blood rush to your face as you half watched him from behind your locker. He looked over at you. Quickly you looked away, back into your locker.
Berwald Oxenstierna. He always seemed to intimidate everybody. He also always seemed to hang out with the same group of people; Tino Väinämöinen, Lukas Bondvik, Emil Steilsson, and Mathias Køhler. He had really, really, really cute blue eyes that made you tongue-tied whenever he looked at you.
“____________.”
At the sound of your name you jumped. Turning around you saw it was Berwald himself, “H-Hi, Berwald. W-what’s up?”
“I was wondering if y

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Why would today be any different, you ask? Simple: It was Valentine’s Day.

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You didn’t want Berwald to choose anything, but the best and told him that if he got an offer to a bigger collage than you that he should take the offer. He had protested once or twice, saying that he’d much rather go to college with you. However you knew that if the relationship ever fell through that he would be upset he didn’t pick the bet

Shellshocked (GermanyXReader)You sighed as you mentally slapped yourself for forgetting your bag in the meeting room. Not that it was completely your own fault of course, you’d been trying to make sure that Arthur and Francis didn’t kill each other on their way to their hotel room which they had to share to the Englishman’s great distaste.

Everyone must’ve left... you cursed as you wondered if the room had been locked up yet. A cheer of success left your mouth as you pressed the door handle down and it went down all the way, not catching on the lock. With a grin from ear to ear you sidled into the room, quickly finding your seat; your bag sitting

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"Nein." Man, he was always boring when it comes to games!

"Ja!" You tried your best at speaking German without mocking it. You heard the German sigh in defeat.

"What is it...?"

You then jumped on him and began to tickle him. Ludwig didn't laugh.

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"Was that it?" Your eyes churn up to look into his blue as you felt yourself being flipped over, and now rolling around in laughter.

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“The usual stakes?” You muttered with a grimace. Snickering like a happy dog, he grinned and nodded. “Great...”

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GermanyxReader: First Date

by ~Banshee-Scream, Feb 2, 2013, 4:51:28 PM
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You looked at yourself for at least the third time in the mirror in the last two minutes.
“You look fine,” Alfred said from the family room. “Ludwig is probably just running late.”
Inside you were laughing at that comment. The strict and stern Ludwig Beillschmidt running late? “Yeah right,” you scoffed.
That’s when the doorbell rang.
“He’s here! He’s here! He’s here!” you shouted.
“Yeah, yeah,” Alfred shouted still watching TV.
Regaining your composure you took a deep breath and opened the door. “H-hi, __________.”
“Hi,” you said smiling.
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“I…umm got these for you,” he said thrusting a bouquet of flowers into your face. You blushed and took them.
Inhaling the scent you smiled, “Thank you. Let me go put these in some water and then we can go kay?”
He nodded.
When you got back you took his arm and he led you to his car and opened the door for you.
When you got to the park Germany parked and took the picnic basket.
The two of you set up under a tree and sat down. His head in your lap while you played with his hair the two of you talked about just about everything there was to talk about.
“You look really nice, ___________,” Ludwig said blushing.
“Thank you,” you said clutching the edge of your dress in nervousness.
Ludwig hesitantly took your hand in his still blushing. Slowly, so that you could stop him if you wanted to, he kissed your cheek. “I-Ich liebe dich.”
You turned slightly pink, “I love you too, Ludwig.