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PrussiaxReader-Treasure Chests(Note: Mature Humor)Gilbert was talking. Still. You had no clue what he was saying, you had zoned out long ago. Right now you were just watching his beautiful red eyes sparkle in the light.
"Blah blah blah blah… blah blah. Blahblahblah. Blah."
"Mhmmm…" You murmured sleepily, enchanted by Gilbert's eyes.
"Blah blah blah… Blah blah blah. Titty sprinkles!"
"Wait what?" Your head shot up, suddenly.
"Ha! I knew that would get your attention. Titty sprinkles always do the trick." Gilbert winked.
"You're such a pervert…"
"What?! Breasts are amazing, as are their sprinkles!"
You took one look at Gilbert and covered your face with your palm.
"Well, you should know, Frau." Gilbert said nonchalantly, "You got some knockers on you."
He eyed down to your chest, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
"Oh God…" You blushed, covering your boobs with your arms.
"Really, though…" Gilbert continued, apparently knowing no boundaries. His arm stretched out, as if having a will of its own
PrussiaxReader- Blind Date"So…"
You swirled the straw in your drink around awkwardly, watching the albino German across the table from you fidget with his shirt collar, grinning awkwardly.
"You're an engineer, huh? That's cool…" Your gaze flicked to your watch. 8:05. Only ten minutes left…
Gilbert shrugged, "I guess…" He looked at his phone. 8:06. 'Nine minutes to go… It would be so much better if she let me touch her boobs…' Gil thought, irritated.
"Well, uh…" you trailed off, not sure what to say next. 'This would be so much nicer if he would cuddle with me…' you thought sadly.
Gil looked at your glass, "Are you done with your drink?"
You nodded, "Yeah. And are you ready to go?"
"Ja. Let's get out of here, Frau." Gilbert pushed his chair back with an awful screech.
You flagged down a waiter for the bill and looked over at Gil but he seemed in no hurry to pay so you took out your wallet, handing your credit card over and giving the German your famous death stare.
"I uh… left my vallet at home." He trie
PrussiaxReader- Blind Date part twoDiiiiiiiiiiiiiing dooooooooooooooong. Dingdongdingdongdingdong DING!
"COOL YOUR JETS! I'M COMIN'!" You shouted and the doorbell immediately stopped ringing.
You opened the door to find an embarrassed Gilbert standing outside, white hair teased and gelled to give that "just out of bed" look that really took an hour to perfect. In his hands he held a bouquet of (favorite flowers).
"Wow…. (Favorite flowers). How did you know they were my favorite?"
He just shrugged, "I think you… mentioned it or… something." He muttered, not looking you in the eye.
"Well, what are you doing here with a bouquet of flowers and totally screwed up hair." You ran a hand through his white spikes.
"Hey! Th-That took Elizabeta an hour to-"
"Elizabeta?! So this was HER idea!" You stamped your foot, "I knew she was up to something fishy when she left…"
"No! No, ____. I asked her and Roderich to help me… To help me impress you. I didn't think you like me very much vhen ve went out on our date a
HetaliaxReader- Airport- PrussiaSuddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around your waist, hugging you tight, "Hey there, Frau." Someone whispered in your ear.
"Gilbert!" you squealed, turning your head to look over your shoulder. A shockingly white haired Prussian with red eyes looked back at you.
"Zhat's right! It is zhe awesome me!"
"You came to pick me up at the airport? That's real sweet of you…" You blushed.
"Of course! Mein Gott, we already talked about zhis over zhe phone. And anyvay, how un-awesome would it be if I left you all alone here… I needed to see mein frau!" Gilbert buried his cold nose in your neck, making a shiver run up your spine.
"Well, can the awesome you let me down please? This is starting to hurt…"
Gilbert laughed his funny little laugh and set you down, "Kesesesesesese~ Alright, Frau. Only 'cause it's you. Say, there's going to be an awesome party at Antonio's house tonight…."
"You can go…" You said, pouting. It was your first night back. You wanted to spend it with Gil.
"I-I can… I can sta
HetaliaxReader- Airport- SwitzerlandYou spotted a familiar blonde, shaggy haired head and smiled brightly. You picked up speed, careening through the airport toward your boyfriend.
"Vash!" You called, "Over here!"
"What?! ____! Wait there! I'll find you! Stop running toward me, you silly girl! You'll get hurt!"
But it was too late. You had already rached Vash, pulling him into a tight hug, making his white hat fall off his head and onto the ground. He smiled, green eyes crinkling up around the edges.
"I missed you too, ____." He told you, rumpling your (h/c) hair with one large hand, "But you can let go now…"
You shook your head, "Not unless you pay me." You informed him, squeezing tighter.
There was a long pause and then he said, "Fine… I guess we'll have to just keep hugging then."
After a minute or two you let the Swiss gentleman go and looked up at him. "So, where are we going for dinner tonight?"
He paled, "Uh… You know, restaurants are so expensive these days… I was thinking we could just…."
"Go to your place and l
Brothers!F.A.C.E. x Sister!Reader x Prussia- Lost"We'll be back in a week, Gilbert. The numbers to reach us are on the fridge and money for pizza is on the table in the kitchen. Um, oh yes. Arthur will probably be in his room a lot… Don't bother him unless you hear something suspicious or he doesn't come out for dinner. Alfred's videogames are in the shelf beside the TV and if you think Matthew's disappeared don't worry, he's probably there somewhere under your feet. Also, if Francis wants to cook let him. He's actually a better cook than you would think. Yeah, that's everything." Your mother instructed the babysitter from her awkward position hugging all of her sons in the front garden.
Gilbert smiled charmingly, "Everything vill be taken care of, Mrs. (Mother's Last Name). Und don't vorry, nothing vill happen to your children vhile I've got my eye on them, I svear."
Your mother let out a relieved sigh, "Thanks again. Also, I forgot to tell you… our daughter ______ will be staying here as well. She's around your age so she won't nee
HetaliaxReader- Airport- AmericaYou looked around the airport to see a large white sign with your nickname printed on it in large, black letters. You smiled, shaking your head and started off towards the sign.
"______!" cried the sign-holder, dropping the white poster board and running towards you.
"Alfy!" you shouted back, opening your arms wide and hugging the American as he reached you.
"I'm here to be your chauffeur." He announced proudly.
"I noticed." You said, giggling and taking the adorable chauffeur's cap he was wearing off of his head and setting it jauntily upon your own.
"So how was your trip….?" Alfred asked you, eyeing you all over with his bright blue eyes as if checking to make sure you were not hurt while you were away, outside of his protection.
"Oh, alright…. But I'm doing much better now that I'm home." You hugged him again, burying your face in his chest, breathing in the scent of him- cheeseburgers and milkshakes.
Alfred laughs, wrapping his bomber jacket around you so you are trapped against hi
FrancexReader-RainYou splashed through a big puddle as thunder rumbled over head. You shivered, wrapping your arms around yourself. You couldn't believe you'd gotten yourself stuck out here in the rain! It had been such a nice day when you had decided to take your German shepherd, Hercules, out on a walk. But soon enough it had begun to pour and now you were outside in the freezing cold in the evening without a rain jacket. You stumbled along the sidewalk, Hercules following closely at your heels, whining. You blinked, covering your eyes as the bright headlights of a car flashed by. You blinked some more. The lights had not gone away. Did the car just stop?
You took your hand away from your eyes and were shocked to find a beautiful silver Porsche parked in front of you. The window rolled down smoothly and a long haired, blonde and blue eyes young man with a hint of stubble on his chin looked at you.
"Cherie, did you get stuck out in zhe rain?" He asked you in an amazingly heart melting French accent.
RomanoxReader- That's Just Sick!A buzzing sound filled your ears. You rolled over, your arm flopping onto the bedside table. Your hand scrabbled for a bit, hunting for the vibrating phone. Eventually you found it, picking it up and holding it to your ear.
"Hello?" you croaked into the cell.
"Damn, _____, you sound awful." answered the voice of your Italian friend Lovino.
"Thanks, Lovy…" you laughed hoarsely, "Just what I need to hear right now."
"Hang on. I'll be there in a few minutes with my mama's special soup. It'll make you feel just right in no time!"
"What? What are you talking about?"
"Pay attention, _____." snapped Lovino, "I said I'm coming over to help you."
"That really isn't-" and the phone clicked. "Aaaaaaand you're gone." You sighed. You really didn't need this right now. All you wanted was to sleep, not jump through hoops for that rude Italian. You closed your eyes, hoping to catch a quick nap before Lovino arrived.
"______..." crooned a voice from out of the foggy depths of your dream. "_______...
Prussia x Reader A Sticky MessIt had been a long day of messing about and chasing each other around the park, so what you and Gilbert needed now was a cold drink and a comfortable sofa to sprawl on.
Gilbert had taken you back to the house he shared with his brother. You, being used to the house by now, hung your jacket up and kicked off your shoes.
"What do you want to drink?" Gil asked, leading you into the kitchen.
You followed him, shrugging. "Coke?"
Gilbert grabbed two glasses from the cupboard before tugging a full bottle out of the fridge, none too gently.
"Careful!" you scolded. "It'll fizz over."
With a scoff, Gilbert put his hand on the lid. "I didn't shake it up enough for that." He twisted the top to open the new bottle. As you predicted, the coke began to fizz, spraying Gilbert right in his arrogant face.
You couldn't help yourself. You doubled over with laughter, holding your stomach as Gilbert frantically tried to get the lid back on the bottle. "Well, I hate to say I told you so, but..." you trailed
APH Prussia x Reader - Loving SmileLoving Smile
Pairing: Prussia x Reader
Warning: Modest use of curse words and slightly suggestive
We both sat down on the cool kitchen floor on a random Tuesday amidst the summer's unbearable heat. The weather was hot and humid making my white t-shirt stick to my body. Not that I am complaining or anything. Hey, they make me look dead sexy!
Anyways, me and (name) were sitting down on the floor, eating blue popsicles that (name) had bought from the convenient store a few hours ago. It was refreshing to eat such a cold treat on a blazing summer day like this, but alas it didn't last.
"It's so hot (name)~ Or is it just me?" I joked, winking at the unsuspecting girl. She blushed lightly, maybe because of the heat or me, before grinning widely.
"Oh, it's totally you Gil." She cooed, licking the blue Popsicle, which is now the subject of envy, sexily. Damn, she knows how to make the awesome me hot and bothered.
(Name) continued to eat her
PrussiaxReader Fast CarYou stared out the window of the home you shared with your husband and wondered how you had gotten here
~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~
You got a fast car
I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Any place is better
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something
But me myself I got nothing to prove
~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~
You looked at your oldest friend and sighed you both were just about tired of life; or at least the lives you were both living. You looked away from him and sighed.
"Gil what are we gonna do?" you asked him.
"I don't know " he said, "But we're not getting anywhere here, are we?"
"No we're not." You said and leaned back on your hands and stared up into the star filled sky, "It's like we're starting from zero "
"With nothing to lose." He added.
You nodded as you both sat on the hood of his hot rod. Your hands unconsciously neared. The second they touched you both tensed but soon relaxed, it wasn't an
AmericaxReader - Jealous (Part 1/2) "Aw crap! Dude, we're totally late!" America panicked as he parked his car outside the world meeting building.
You opened your door and stepped out of the car, closing it behind you. "Well, you're the one that HAD to stop at McDonald's and get a butt-load of cheeseburgers!" You were thoroughly annoyed with your absent-minded boyfriend. The first world meeting you get to go to...And he made you late. Gawd! Sometimes you just wanted to punch him in the gut.
"Hey, it's not my fault!" He was starting to laugh, trying to ease his nerves as he got out, himself. "I was hungry."
You shook your head and giggled slightly. A soft kiss on the cheek told him that you weren't mad enough to argue about it. "Honey, you're always hungry." Turning around, you smiled and started running toward the building. "Come on, I'll race ya there!"
A bit surprised at your pleasant mood, America laughed out loud and starting running after you. However, being considerably faster than yo
Prussia x Reader There is the plumberIt's august, you are making coffee in the kitchen of your mother's apartment.
You try to block out the constant buzzing of the cooling system in your mothers bedroom.
Then the bell rings, and you jump, just like you jump about everything as of late.
"Gute morgen, the plumber, I came for ze leaking showerhead" he says.
"I'm sorry but.." you start.
You are looking for the right words to say.
"I don't live here" you continue.
"this is my mother's apartment, and my mother is "
"Zer was a call last Monday" he cuts you off with obvious german accent and before you can say something he goes on.
"today was fine she said, here's my legitimation, where is ze bathroom?" with a good hearted grin he pushes the door further open.
You take a second to look at his card, 'Gilbert. Beilschmidt' it says and you hear yourself say; "down the end of the hall, but "
You can't find the right words and he's already striding towards the room.
"it's an easy tiny thing, it's done before you know it" he
AmericaxReaderx2P!America: Chapter 2Chapter 2
Alfred kept his face covered by his hands, refusing to move them. He sighed yet again, wondering what he should do. He glared at the floor, unmoving from his spot on his couch. He had no clue where (y/n) was. He knew that she was with Al somewhere, but he didn't have any clue as to where that could be. He just hoped she was alright, and didn't hate him. That would tear him apart. He knew she had to of been upset with him, that much he expected. He was angry with himself, for not being able to help her. He hated Al with all his heart, and knew he had to of done something terrible to her by now. Alfred shook his head, pushing away the terrible thoughts. Some hero he had been, he hadn't done a thing to try to help her. But he also had no way of reaching her, her phone had apparently been shut off, no way of knowing where she was, and no idea what he could do to save her. Looking up, he remembered how perfect things had been before Al came into the picture.
Nie Allein (PrussiaxReader) Part 1/2Happy Birthday...
The rain was heavy today--but why was it raining, anyway? It was winter--January, to be precise. To be even more, it was the eighteenth of January, and your dear friends' birthday.
He was also the human representation of the former Kingdom of Prussia; and you were not afraid to admit that you loved him very much. You wanted to make sure his birthday was the happiest, and best day ever--but something was wrong.
You had called a few hours prior and told the former nation you would be spending his birthday with him, but he had dismissed you.
"Don't worry about it, Mädchen; don't bother coming," He had said when you called him on your cellphone hours ago. You had listened, too... but it didn't feel right to just abandon your dear friend on such an important day. There was also the fact that no one else recognized Gilbert as the great country he once was--and so, because of that, no one really recognized the eighteenth of January
Prussia x Reader: More Than FineSometimes it seemed like every day was the same. A week would pass, and when I looked back I couldn't tell one day apart from another. They were filled with the same routines. Nothing exciting happened, and I was starting to get tired of the same old thing – tired of just being 'fine.'
And then, I met him.
"Hey (name)!" Gilbert startled me, appearing suddenly in front of me out of nowhere.
"Kesesese. You totally jumped. Were you surprised to see the awesome me?"
"Well, to be honest… yes." I glanced up warily at my new friend. He took a lot of getting used to. It wasn't just that he was an albino, although seeing a kid with white hair and red eyes was somewhat unusual. His loud mannerisms and narcissistic behavior were hilarious and fun, but, being a quiet person, I had a hard time adjusting.
"Really?" His grin made me smile, too. "That is awesome, because everything about me is awesome!"
I mentally face-palmed. "Alright Gil. Whaddaya want?"
"What are you
You Are What You Eat - Prussia (x) Reader
You pushed open the door to Germany's house. “Guten Tag, bros!” You greeted, slamming the door behind you. You were immediately forced into a hug by Italy. “Ciao, bella!” He smiled.
Italy pulled out of the hug and looked at you curiously. “Pasta? Where?”
You laughed. “I meant, you, Italy.”
“Why you call me pasta?”
“Because, as they say, you are what you eat.” You answered.
“Oh, well that makes sense. I LOVE pasta! In fact...” Italy skipped off into the kitchen at the same time Prussia was coming out.
“So you are what you eat, huh?” He smirked, pulling his arm around your waist. “Funny, I don't ever remember eating a sexy beast.”
You rolled her eyes. “Whatever, Gil. Wanna hang out today?”
“You had me at blowjob.”
“Wha...? But I didn't...”
Prussia put a finger over your mouth, silencing you. “Shhh. Don't speak.
PrussiaxReader-Treasure Chests (part two)Gilbert ran back into the room, still buckling his belt. He immediately sat back down in front of you and reached out his hand.
"What are you doing?" you asked him, not really wanting to hear the answer.
"Wha- So I'm not allowed to touch your boobs all the time?"
Gilbert sighed and pouted down at the floor, "Are you sure, 'cause-"
"I said no."
He scooted closer to you so his face was inches from yours. "Are you sure?" He whispered, "Because it seemed like you liked it…" He grinned mischievously at you.
You flushed, "N-No! I-I-I… I d-didn't!"
"Are you sure, Liebling…?" Gilbert asked you, staring you down with those beautiful red eyes.
'Oh Jeez…' You thought, 'There's no way I'm getting out of this…' So you did what went logically next. You kissed Gilbert.
At first he made a little surprised noise, jerking back awkwardly but soon he softened up, putting his arms around you and kissing you back with passion. You felt something press insistently against your closed lip
The BeginningHe told them, of course. He told those idiots everything, the whole damn story, including the blunder he'd made, and its consequences. Looking back on it later, he realized he had probably been in shock the whole time. It made sense, anyone would have been.
Soph was about twenty years old, and he'd been that way for a couple of years already, ever since the Hoarde had started attacking humanity from the past. Every day that passed, they ate at another day in the past. It sickened him. Those creatures had absolutely no regard for proper time and causality protocols.
It didn't seem to affect anyone else that way, though.
The Hoarde was the result of a human creation, of course, like everything bad in the world, though no one else knew about them. Then again, no one else had undiluted access to the power of creation. Even he didn't know much about the Hoarde, only that they appeared through some tear in The Fabric of The World and started killing people off. They appeared at some point in
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