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It was a Saturday night and as usual you were in a fight with your older brother Arthur. "Come on Artie let me you!"
"Do you know what kind of guys are actually at those parties _____________?"
"You go to those parties," you snapped back.
His face went red with anger, "Exactly my point, this is my chance to get drunk and not give a damn about the consequences I don't want you there!"
"The British dude is right," Alfred said.
You crossed your arms, "It's not fair."
"Life's not fair," Arthur snipped. "Come on Al, we're leaving."
"W-wait for me," Matthew said quietly following them out the door.
"It's not fair!" you pouted collapsing onto the couch.
A voice from the other side of the couch giggled, "Ohonhon~."
You snapped up, "Hello?"
"Francis, what the hell are you doing in my house?" You threw a pillow at the offending Frenchman.
Francis smiled, "I couldn't help overhearing your problem cheri, and I have the perfect solution."
"Yeah and what's that?" you asked sarcastically.
Punk!PrussiaxPunk!Reader: Sk8er Boi
Unlike some people your days started sometime in the afternoon. And they ended sometime around three or four in the morning.
This was because you and your fiancé Gil lived almost every teenager’s dream of making their living in a rock band.
“Hey, babe, wake up,” your boyfriend whispered in your ear.
“Too early,” you whined pulling the covers over your face.
Hands under the covers squeezed your sides. Half from shock at his cold hands and half from his tickling you jumped. “Ah!”
He laughed and pulled the covers down off your face. “Kensesese~.”
“Gilbert Beillschmidt! That wasn’t funny,” you pouted.
He got on top of you, holding his body up by his knees and hands, “Yes it was.” He leaned down and kissed up and down your neck.
“Fine…” you groaned trying to push him off of you, “it was…just…ahhh…stop.”
He mumbled a soft, “Nein,” into you
"L-Lukas…I really think you are ho-I mean…I think I love you…no…I umm. I think you're cute? I admire you? No…umm. Lukas, I really like you. Would you like to go out sometime?"
"How's that?" you asked Eliza.
She nodded and shoved you into the direction of Lukas, "Good job, now just don't stutter and look him in the eye."
"Just go do it, you're beautiful. You're smart; there is no reason why he wouldn't like you."
It had taken you weeks to work up the courage to confess to Lukas. Enlisting Eliza as your accountability partner might not have been such a good idea. "I'm too nervous." You said then turned green when he came into sights, "I'm going to throw up."
"No you're not," she growled and pushed you into Lukas's back.
He turned around, just as your friend ran off. "Oh, hello __________."
"Is there anything I can do for you?"
You shook your head, "Nope not really I'll just be goi-." As you turned around you say a very angry Eliza with her frying pan. "Actua
CanadaxReader: Just The Boy Next Door
Matthew watch as his brother, as usual, got all the attention. Especially from ____________. He didn't know why he wasn't good enough for her to acknowledge, why he was always 'Alfred's brother'.
That's when it happened. Her gaze finally turned to him. Her face turned red as Alfred walked her over, "And this is my bro Canada!"
"H-hi," she said a blush prettily painting her cheeks.
She looked at him her (e/c) shining, "I'm _________." She held out her hand for him to shake, "Nice to meet you."
"Dude, __________'s been asking about you," America said, "She's been dying to meet you for weeks now."
It seemed impossible, but her face went to an even darker shade of red, "A-America…"
America laughed and ran off, "I'll leave you two love birds alone."
Canada's face also turned red, "Umm…__________."
____________ turned to face him, "Yes?"
"Would you like to go out sometime?"
"Is now good?" she asked.
Matthew smiled and took her hand, "Now is great."
Maybe he wasn't just the boy next d
SpainxReader: Just Childhood Friends
"__________, this is Toni," your mother said, "his mother and I have some business to discuss. Why don't you go play?"
You nodded and held your Bob the Tomato plushie tighter.
Toni was play with blocks with two babies, when he looked up you could see his eyes brighten. "Hi!"
You waved shyly.
"I'm Toni, who are you?"
"Do you want to play with me?"
You nodded and sat down.
He pointed to the two babies, "This is Lovi and Feli."
Bob creased as you held him tighter.
"Do you like tomatoes?"
Looking down you noticed he had noticed your toy. "Y-yes."
He smiled, he was missing his two front teeth, "I think you and I will become best friends."
Toni could remember to this day how he met __________. She was so shy when he first met her, now she was bubbly and outgoing like he was.
It had been around two years ago that he realized he didn't like ___________ anymore. There was no way he could ever view her as a friend ever again. He was in love with her, it was l
FrancexReader: Breakups Hurt
"I'm sorry __________, but it's just not working out," your boyfriend said.
You nodded, you really liked him. It was like losing a best friend or a dog, but you didn't love him.
"Sorry," he said and left.
Sitting on the park bench you felt small tears come to your eyes. The two od you had been together for half a year. Now it was over.
"Hello __________," a voice from behind snarled, "why are you crying. Did your boyfriend break up with you?"
You looked up at Francis with a curious eye, "Yes…why?"
He laughed, not a very nice one either, "Well it must be that you're so ugly. No one in his right mind would date you looking like that. He was right to dump you. You are so ugly."
A few more tears came to your eyes, "That's not why he said we just weren't working out and-."
"But was that what he meant? Believe me, you're ugly and no man is ever going to want you." With that he walked off.
You started to cry, maybe you were ugly…maybe you were.
"__________, I can't take any
7. PrussiaxReader: Rocken
Rocking around the Christmas Tree
at the Christmas party hop
Mistletoe hung where you can see
Ev'ry couple tries to stop
Rocking around the Christmas Tree
Let the Christmas Spirit ring
Later we'll have some pumpkin pie
and we'll do some caroling
-Rockin' Around The Christmas Tree
"Oh _______________~!" a sing-song voice called, "look what I found." You turned around in horror to find Prussia waving a piece of mistletoe back and forth. "Pucker up!"
You ran as fast as you could around the crowds of guests. Gilbert, the human personification of Prussia, the ex-nation, was chasing you around Alfred's party with the dreaded mistletoe.
"Haha!" Gilbert shouted triumphantly, "gotcha!" he grabbed your arm and held you in place. "Now give me my kiss, keseses~."
He closed his eyes and pursed his lips leaning in. At the last moment you ducked and Gilbert ended up kissing Francis.
"Ohonhon~ mon ami, if you wanted a kiss you only had to ask…"
"Ah!" Gilbert jumped letting you go; now he was being cha
“Give it up __________,” Eliza said taking a slurp from her drink, “he’s with that girl (least favorite name)…”
You squeezed your cup so hard it started to crinkle. The ‘happy couple’ was sitting in the corner booth having milkshakes. Running your tongue over you’re your lip rings your growled. Arthur Kirkland was a well-known punk rocker.
So why on earth was he dating that priss (least favorite name)?
“___________, we’re up,” Lili said. The five of you girls were in a band called ‘Heart Breakers’. You, Eliza, Lili, Kat, and Nat.
“Hey, Lili let’s try the song?”
She smiled and nodded, “You’re on.”
Once all five of you were on stage; Eliza on bass, Lili on keys, Kat on guitar, and Nat on drums. You stepped up to the mic.
“Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don’t like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!
I think you need a new
FrancexReader: The City of Love
You smiled as you walked down the street. Going to France had always been a dream of yours and now it was a reality. You had saved your money for five years to get half the money and then your parents gave you the rest as a birthday present.
"This is wonderful," you said as you gazed at all the little stands in the outdoor market. "I still can't believe I'm actually here…"
A small outdoor restaurant caught your interest and you stopped for a bite to eat. When you went to pay a handsome looking man came up behind you, "Allow me mademoiselle."
"Oh," you jumped slightly at his closeness, "thank you."
"My name is Francis, and what might your name be, lovely lady?"
"_________," you said sticking out your hand for him to shake. However instead of shaking he he took it and gave it a gentle kiss.
You blushed as he said, "It is pleasure to meet you."
Nodding you said, "You too."
"Your accent, you are not from around here."
You shook your head, "I'm from (country name)."
"Ohonhon~ would you like
PrussiaxReader I Know Belated B-day Gift(Name) walked down the hall with her purse in one hand as she dug through it with her other hand, “Dammit.” She cursed, she’d left her phone at home, and knowing her luck the day that she leaves home without it would be the day that EVERYONE needed to contact her.
She turned right around and hurried back to her apartment. She entered her apartment right when her phone started to ring. She slammed her door shut and hurried over and picked up her phone.
“Hello?” she asked breathing hard.
“Hallo frau, you okay?” the accented voice of her favorite Prussian rang through her ears.
“Yeah, I’m fine Gil…just left my phone at home and had to run back to get it…you’re lucky I answered at all.” She said sarcastically.
“It vas my awesomeness zhat made you get zhere so fast…you knew it vas me.” He said that over-confidence taking hold of him again.
(Name) laughed, this guy was insane sometimes, but she
The Invitation Prussia X Reader
"Come on, really, we have to use that one? There's not another one you like? Look at all the different designs they have here, they're really nice you know. What if we go have some taken? God please just not that picture." Prussia was trying his best to get you to change your mind about what picture to use for your invitations. But you had your mind made up. No photographer could ever take a picture like the one from the roller coaster.
You shook your head. "No, I like this picture the best and we're using it. It represents us better than any other picture we have, now stop your arguing." You handed over the image to the man making your invitations.
A small chuckle escaped his mouth. "I'll be right back ma'am, this should only take a moment." He walked off to the back room, photograph in hand.
Prussia's expression was less than pleased. "Well there he goes, off to insure the world knows how awesome I'm not. I really should hurt you." He glared evilly a
Bad Day [Hetalia: Prussia x Reader]Bad Day [Hetalia: Prussia x Reader]
"Can you please just turn that thing down?" You slammed the door after you, the smoldering glint of fury in your [e/c] eyes. Then you tossed your jacket across the couch and threw your backpack into a chair as the loud Green Day music finally came to a lilting halt from the living room.
Your favorite albino man watched you flop onto the sofa with an annoyed mask for a face, his eyebrows creased slightly in the middle. He watched you for another split second before he padded to your side and patted your shoulder slightly.
"Kesese. You okay, Frau?"
"No, shut up. I mean, sorry, Gilbo." You could feel him tense slightly at your words. He sat down beside you and looped a relaxed arm around your shoulders as you put your face down into your hands, shutting out the stupid world.
"Frau, you can tell me anything," Gilbert chortled as he laid his head back on the sofa cushion. You took your hands away from your face, and laid your head on his shoulder as you m
Request- A bird told me (PrussiaxReader)It all began, when a small, yellow bird flew up to you, with a letter in his beak. The little bird presented the letter to you, and then flew away again.
*W-What was that...? I should just read the letter, maybe it explains that...*
You opened the letter and began reading.
You're the most amazing girl I ever met. You're kind, loving, intelligent, strong and other qualities that make you just awesome. I love you with my whole being, so I wanted to ask you:
Will you marry me?
Your boyfriend, Gilbert
P.S.: Look behind you'
You were speechless. Did he really mean it? You put the letter down, and turned around. There stood your boyfriend looking quite nervous, which was a pretty rare sight. He is normally pretty confident, always grinning and calling himself awesome.
"Do you really mean it? I thought that you didn't want to get married..."
"[F/N]...", he walked up to you and knelt down. He held a small box towards you and opened it. Inside was a simple golden
BTT x Reader - Untouchable (Gilbert Ending)“I like Gilbert,” you said, not looking at the boys as you spoke.
“Get Get Get!” you heard him yell and suddenly the other two ran off not wanting to make Gilbert mad. You looked up to see the albino closer and smiling.
“Um, Gilbert?” you said feeling small with the taller man standing in front of you. He suddenly pulled you into a tight hug, cutting off your breath.
“I… Can’t… Breath…” you tried while gasping for air. He laughed but released you none-the-less, still smiling. Once you caught your breath you were about to ask what that was for but before you could say anything, his lips were on yours.
“Frau, you taste gut,” he said seductively, breaking the kiss.
“Pervert,” you replied to him, but blushed anyways.
“Ja, but you’re in love this pervert frau,” he said with a smirk on his face.
“Never said anything about
Popular!PrussiaxShy!Artistic!Reader~RequestThe halls were quiet. No sounds of squeaking shoes, shouts from the football team, talking and mumbles of the students, slamming lockers or the annoying giggling coming from the 'popular' girls. It was the only time of the day you really liked, and pretty much the only time you could actually focus of your work.
Scribbling down your finished sketch, taking a moment to admire your work, it wasn't long before some random girl snatched it and took a nice glance at it.
"Whose this supposed to be?" she laughed sarcastically, however you knew to all well she couldn't do any better.
"It's a drawing.." you replied, wishing you had the ability to just reach up and grab it back. "May I please have it back?"
She darted her eyes between you and the paper, before laughing out loud again.
"Why would I do that?" she flipped the sketch back and forth in her hands, lucky for you she still had no idea who the sketch was actually of.
"Because I..need it.." you mumbled, however it didn't convince her.
Prussia x Reader: The one and only birthday gift
The day had finally come! The day that your best friend, Gilbert, had been talking about for months now, his birthday! He would be calling you any minute to make a huge announceme-
Just as that thought crossed your mind, your phone rang. It was Gilbert, just as you had predicted. You giggled slightly before picking up your phone and answering.
"HEEEEIIII ______~~~!" He screamed through the phone. You giggled again.
"Hello, Gilbert!" You stood up,still holding the phone to your ear. You started walking around in circles as he spoke.
"Do you remember vhat today is??" He asked you enthusiastically. You decided to trick him, so you answered him in a confused tone.
"What do you mean? Is today something special?" You giggle quietly to yourself, waiting for his response.
"VHHAAATTTT?" He yelled into the speakers in a booming voice.
"I'm kidding,Gil!" You laughed, flopping back down onto your bed. You heard him sigh in relief.
"Gut." He chuckled, and you sighed happily.
"Happy Birthday,Gil." Y
Prussia x Reader: I'm With Awesome!"Looks like you lost, ______~ Time to pay up, like you said you vould! Kesesesese~!"
You groaned, slamming your head down onto the table. Talk about humiliating- you had actually gone up against Gilbert, your class's rambunctious German student, in a series of dares to see who was the more "awesome". Gil was well convinced of his own "awesomeness" and insisted on ranting and raving about it on a daily basis. You had finally gotten sick of it (despite how cute you secretly thought he was, he had a tendency to annoy the heck out of you) and declared a contest to settle the dispute once and for all. Was Gilbert Beilschmidt really the most awesome person, or was ______?!
Apparently, it wasn't you.
You were already trying to block your failure out of your traumatized mind, burrowing your face into your arms and trying to ignore the incessant, annoying laughter of the German hovering above you. It hadn't even been a fair contest- the final round had all depended on winning the love of a chic
Prussia x reader ((Excuses.))
You sighed heavily and plopped back down on your bed, depressed by the quiet & emptiness of your home.
'He didn't come..'
You woke up at 7am this Christmas morning to try to sneak up on your boyfriend –whom you expected to be in your kitchen, cooking pancakes- but found no one in the room. Checking the Living room and bathroom, you were cast down by the absence of the boastful albino that you love so much.
Picking up your phone from the side table, you dialed the man's number and waited for the receiver to pick-up.
"King of Awesomeness speaking, how may I help?"
"How about getting your awesome ass over here and celebrate Christmas with your girlfriend?" you chuckled
"Kesese~ Guten morgen liebe! Sorry bout' that.." you could picture him scratching the back of his head while wearing a guilty smile.
"Luddy made me stay home today. He said I couldn't go out right now because of my un-awesome condition-"
You giggled as Gilbert was cut off by Ludwig yelling at him in t
PrussiaxReader: Boy Trouble
"Boys suck!" you groaned as you flopped on Gilbert's couch.
You started to whine. "Arthur broke up with me…again."
Gilbert joined you on his couch, "This is what the thirteenth time?"
You nodded, still face down on the couch. "That's why boys suck."
"I'm a boy!"
"But you're my friend," you groaned sitting up, "you don't count."
You moved to rest your head on his lap, "You know what I mean. So enough about me, how are you and Eliza getting along?"
He rolled his eyes, "She's back with Roderich."
"Yeah, apparently she loves him."
You patted his head, "It's alright Gil. Her relationship with Roderich is just like mine with Artie. They'll get break up and then get back together in a few days. So just get her when she and Roderich are having an off week."
"You know ___________, your relationship with Arthur isn't healthy."
"I know…but all guys just can't be as awesome as you," you said smiling.
Gilbert laughed, "I know!"
The phone rang, "I bet that's Arthur," yo
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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