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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&

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The sun blared down on you and your black lace parasol. You grumbled, “Artie is late again…he is in so much trouble…”
“Hey ______________!”
You turned, scowling at him, “You’re late.”
Arthur bristled, “Whatever.”
Groaning you walked into the mall. “We have to find a costume Artie.”
“Don’t call me that,” Arthur protested, following you into the mall. “Why did you call me anyway?”
“It’s one week before Halloween…you know my favorite holiday?”
Arthur blushed and chuckled nervously, “Yeah…”
Your

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"Al, Mat, get back here!" you shouted trying to call back your five year old twin sons.
Alfred and Matthew had run ahead on the beach, and out of your sights. "Ma! Ma! Look what I found!"
Alfred and Matthew soon came back within sights, Alfred holding in one hand, his brother's hand, and the other a sea shell. "It's beautiful Al."
"It's for you," he said putting it in your hand. Matthew let go of his twin's hand and grabbed onto your skirt.
"Mama, I wanna go home," he yawned, "I'm tired."
You looked up at the sun, "Well it does seem time for your nap."
Alfred jumped up and down, "I don't need a nap!"
Matthew reached up for you to carry

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“Shut up,” you whispered to the giggling trio behind you.
Gilbert snickered, “I can’t wait to see the look on the principal’s face when he walks into his office.”
“Oui, it will be priceless!”
“It won’t be if we’re caught,” you snapped and turned back to look at the door.
Toni narrated to the camera, “Here see our principal and the board of education…they walk in…and…”
A scream came from the office.
Gilbert and Francis high fived. The four of you had placed some of Ludwig’s magazines and toys in the principal’s office.
“Wi

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We all have things about ourselves we’d like to change. For instance you knew that your boyfriend would love to have thinner eyebrows. Due to the nonstop teasing from a certain Frenchman, Arthur was insecure about his eyebrows.
And due to the teasing and ridicule of your female peers you were insecure about your weight.
That was how you ended up on the sofa eating ice cream crying into a pillow.
And that’s where your boyfriend found you.
“__________!”
“Go away!” you moaned stuffing your mouth with (favorite flavor) ice cream. “I’m feeling miserable.”
Arthur sat next to you and put his hand

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~Age 5~

"__________, 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?"
"I-I'm __________."
"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

PrussiaxReader: Backfired Gloating

"I wouldn't bother confessing __________," Eliza told you.
You sighed.
"He just doesn't like you that way, I'm sorry."
"Whatever Eliza," you said preoccupied with the letter you were writing to that special someone.
"I asked," she piped up again.
You groaned as she continued to sneakily insult you.
"___________!" a voice from the front door called. "I'm back!"
Your face turned red, he was here. Now was your chance. But you were too late and Eliza answered the door and started to flirt with him. "Hey Gilly."
The albino gentleman walked into your kitchen were you sat. Quickly you hit your letter to him, "Hey Gil. What's up?"
"Nothing m

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"Boys suck!" you groaned as you flopped on Gilbert's couch.
"Hey!"
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."
"Wow thanks."
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."
"Again?"
"Yeah, apparently she loves him."
You patted his head, "It's alright Gil. Her relationship with Roderich is j

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Groaning you looked to your watch. This was the third time he had been late. If he didn’t show up in the next ten minutes then you would leave and it would be the third time he had failed to show up. It wasn’t as if you didn’t know what he was doing.
Probably something to do with the “family business”.
“Madam, are you ready to order?”
You turned to look at the waiter, “Give him five more minutes.” With a sigh you gazed at the elegance around you. The soft glow of garden lights, the cool air of the outside balcony, the flicker of the candle on your table.
Glancing at the table inside you sa

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“A-Alfred I need your help,” you said quietly. Alfred and you had been friends for a few years and over that time you had met many of his friends. Most of you got along, but one was different. Arthur Kirkland. He probably had the world’s biggest eyebrows.
However you seemed to get a crush on him.
“What is it _____________?”
“Y-you see I have this crush on someone and I don’t know how to tell him.”
Alfred smiled, “Dude, no need to explain. I knew it would happen sooner or later!”
“Really?” you asked surprised that the usually thick American would have figured out your crus

GermanyxReader: Confess

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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“A-Achoo!” Came the loud noise as you sneezed, sitting up and holding a tissue to your nose as you sniffed. You groaned and crumpled up the paper napkin, tossing it at the trashcan against the wall, and as per usual, missing. You glared at it with red eyes from your place in the bed, the white tissue seeming to defy you as it landed on the carpet.

“….Arthuuuuuuur!” You whined, turning to face the open bedroom door, wiggling around and sitting up so that your back was against the frame of the bed. Tucking your blankets in at your waist and wrapping up in your house-robe again, you pouted at the doorway until you

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You smiled as you sat up in bed. Pulling the sheets closer to your body you looked over at your sleeping husband. He was snoring. Mouth hanging open, drooling on the pillow.
Brushing a bit of hair out of his face you leaned down and kissed him gently on the cheek. You always got up this early to make him tea and breakfast before he woke up. Slipping out of bed you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist.
He was trying to pull you back in his sleep. Gingerly you disentangled his arms from you and slipped on your bathrobe.
You made him his tea and some eggs and toast.
“Mama,” a little voice from the kitchen whispered. You turne

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Gone the words we might have said.
Howl winds because she is dead,
and gone, gone, gone.

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He had lost his brother.
He had gained liberty.
But he had lost the person he loved the most, forever.
It was a few years before the start of the long war. America always remembered her smile. The nation swore that if she wished it she could get the whole world to stop fighting by just giving them a smile.
Her (hair length) (hair color) hair shone in the sun. When the light hit her creating a halo, revealing the angel creature she was.
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Punk!EnglandxPunk!Reader: Girlfriend

by ~Banshee-Scream, Jan 29, 2013, 1:07:05 PM
Fan Art / Fan Fiction / Romance

“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.
Light bulb.
“Hey, Lili let’s try the song?”
“Thee song?”
You nodded.
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 one
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I could be your girlfriend,”
You ran up to Arthur and his date still holding onto the microphone and jumped on his table.
“Hey! Hey! You! You!
I know that you like me
No way! No way!
I know it's not a secret
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I want to be your girlfriend,”
You smirked at (least favorite name) horrified face. You grabbed the front of Arthur’s shirt and pulled his face close to yours.
“You’re so fine
I want you mine
You’re so delicious
I think about you all the time
You’re so addictive
Don’t you know what I could do to make you feel alright (alright, alright, alright)?”
He did nothing, but smile at you. His charming green eyes growing darker as the song went on.
“Don’t pretend I think you know I’m damn precious
And Hell Yeah
I’m the motherf***ing princess
I can tell you like me too and you know I’m right,”
You let go his shirt and pushed him back against t the booth. Turning to his girlfriend you walked off the table and patted her face at the next line.
“She’s like so whatever
You could do so much better
I think we should get together now
And that’s what everyone’s talking about!”
(Least favorite name) slapped your hand away, but missed and you ran up back to the stage.
“Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don’t like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!
I think you need a new one
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I could be your girlfriend
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I know that you like me
No way! No way!
You know it’s not a secret
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I want to be your girlfriend,”
Arthur had made his way to the front of the stage. You knelt down to your knees and sang right to his face.
“I can see the way, I see the way you look at me
And even when you look away I know you think of me
I know you talk about me all the time again and again (again, again, again)
So come over here, tell me what I want to hear.”
You glared at (least favorite name).
“Better yet make your girlfriend disappear
I don’t want to hear you say her name ever again (and again, and again, and again!)”
Poking his chest you smiled and sang,
“Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don’t like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!
I think you need a new one
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I could be your girlfriend
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I know that you like me
No way! No way!
You know it’s not a secret
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I want to be your girlfriend!”
You stood up and sang with Eliza,
“In a second you’ll be wrapped around my finger
'cause I can, 'cause I can do it better
There’s no other
So when's it gonna sink in?
She’s so stupid
What the hell were you thinking?!

In a second you’ll be wrapped around my finger
'cause I can, 'cause I can do it better
There’s no other
So when's it gonna sink in?
She’s so stupid
What the hell were you thinking?!”
(Least favorite name) growled and jumped on stage chasing you around while you sang.
“Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don’t like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!
I think you need a new one
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I could be your girlfriend
No way! No way!
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I know that you like me
No way! No way!
You know it’s not a secret
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I want to be your girlfriend
No way! No way!

Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don’t like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!
I think you need a new one
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I could be your girlfriend
No way! No way!
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I know that you like me
No way! No way!
You know it’s not a secret
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I want to be your girlfriend
No way! No way!

Hey! Hey!”
You jumped into Arthur’s arms, while (least favorite name) got tangled in some cords and fell off the stage.
“That was quite a show, love,” Arthur said setting you down.
“Nah,” you shrugged. “It was nothing.”
The handsome Brit put his arm around your shoulder, “Want to go get some dinner?”
You smirked, “Yeah.”
A small voice from the floor whined, “Artie-poo.”
“Looks like you just got dumped,” Eliza said in a fake sad voice. You gave Eliza a high-five.

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