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How to protect yourself (PrussiaXReader)You were over at a certain albino's place, kicking his arse at video-games. Which he would of course always deny but claiming you had distracted him somehow. And you were truthfully. Gilbert'd had his eye on you ever since you'd turned into the young woman you were, but he'd always harboured feelings for you.

It was only then that he realised his childish crush on you was turning into a full-blown first love. And he was worried to death about you at the moment.

You'd just started working out at the nearby gym, which he also happened to frequent. In fact he was the one that had recommended it to you. But he heard the others talking about you
A seat accompannied by a stare (PrussiaXReader)Your free period. Finally it came. You gathered some studying material together, whilst slacking a sigh of relief. Just this last hour and then you’d be free to go home at last! Though as your exams were just around the corner, you didn’t really have as much freedom as you’ve preferred.

But it was better than having loads of assignments and stuff dumped on you so you guessed you could swing with it. Your shoulder bag swinging against the back of your knees with every step you took you made your way to one of the empty lunch halls.

Your school being as big as it was, didn’t usually use vacated classrooms for free peri
Just a humanjukebox (PrussiaXReader)"Nyannanyanyaaa, nyanayanayanay nyanyanaynyanyanyanyanyanyanyan~" Gilbert sang, smiling cheerily, easily beating your player up on the screen. You gnashed your teeth in frustration at your loss.

He didn't stop singing so you kicked him in his side, making sure he felt your irritation. "Dammit Gil! Just shut the hell up already!"

"No can do frau~ You see, for the moment all I'm gonna do is pretend to be a jukebox, an awesome one at that~" You raised your eyebrow at him, had he finally gone insane?
"And you know the only way to get a jukebox to change songs is to use-"

"Money. Are you broke again?" You interjected, patronizingly folding yo
Curing bad dreams (PrussiaXReader)Gilbert groaned, his temperature feverish as he tossed in his bed. “N-nein!” He muttered, biting his lip.

In the throngs of his dream he was staring at your bloodied body in despair, tears running down his face. He heard a sound behind him and spun around, hoping to see the perpetrator. The shape slipped out of his sight around the corner and Gilbert stood up after gently putting down your body, chasing after it.

Rage the sole thing on his mind, he pushed his legs to go at a near inhuman speed.

Franctically searching for it, he skidded on the landing, starting to sprint down the steps.
As he wasn’t paying attention to hi
The scramble for the radiator (PrussiaXReader)You groaned, pressing yourself against the radiator. Why did it have to be so cold? Shivering, you sunk lower, pressing your back against the hot surface and closed your eyes.

“Hey! Frau!” You heard and you growled under your breath. “Quit  hogging the warmth!” Gilbert complained. You saw him frowning at you when you cracked one eye open. “No. It’s mine.” You retorted, lifting your arms up to place them around the radiator possessively.

He glared at you, sitting on his haunches next to you. “C’mon frau, sharing is caring.” You shook your head fervently and bared your teeth at him.
97 Kisses to go!~ GilbertxReader- kissingbooth/con"Oh God, no…" you literally face palmed when you saw the signs and the long lines of people- mainly girls- in the hall ways. It was bad enough that they were blocking the way to your locker… but when you noticed who was at the end of that line… and that that person was currently dancing on top of the table, yelling, "I'M ZE AWESOME GILBERT! Come here for your honey sweet kisses!" you wanted to punch something- badly.

Instead, you just sucked it in and pushed your hair out of your face and hummed as loudly as you could as you pushed your way through the crowd to your locker. When you opened it up, you were surprised to see a sm
Valentine Bruises: Prussia and ReaderValentine Bruises: Prussia and Reader:

That morning was like any other winter morning, it was too cold.  An eerie quite settled over the land like the blanket of snow outside and the smell of peanut butter wafted through the air.

You sighed and sat up.  Your mom would come in any minute waving a plate of peanut butter and toast, there would be no denying it and your day would begin.

So instead, you snuck out to the kitchen, grabbed the piece of toast and stuffed it in your mouth on the way to the bathroom, not caring if it was meant for you or not.

Once you brushed the peanut butter from your teeth, washed your face, and combed your hair,
Lunch Sounds Good (PrussiaxReader)Lunch Sounds Good
PrussiaxReader
Birthday Gift for A-Lovely-Anxiety

You weren't hungry. You had been, about a day ago, but then you ignored it and it went away.

People were trying to make you eat again. The sickly sweet scent of pineapple being grilled somewhere in the restaurant was making you feel sick to your stomach. A piece of chocolate cake was laid out in front of you. You held back the bile quickly rising in your throat and managed a smile for your parents.

'Just get through tonight, and they'll be gone for a week,' you thought to yourself as they wished you a happy early birthday and handed you one of your gifts. They wanted
(2) He+She=We [Prussia x Reader]Waking up that morning, Gilbert wondered if he was still dreaming. He woke up before she did, at the crack of dawn, like always. It was an unbreakable habit from his soldier days. For once, though, he didn't mind being up early. This time, the girl he loved was wrapped around him like a blanket. Resting her head on his chest, she was finally breathing easy after a night of tears.

Speaking of which, Ivan had never came back that night. A few hours after they had arrived, she had received a call from the hospital, confirming her worst fears. The tears really started pouring like a waterfall, then.

And while Gilbert was remarkably more sober t
Mistletoe series (PrussiaXReader)You were in the midst of putting some Christmas presents underneath the huge tree at America’s party when an annoyingly loud voice yelled at you. The Prussian’s shout made you jump, also making you drop the present in your hands to the floor.

“Hey! Heads up!” You sighed, knowing that if you didn’t turn around quickly you’d probably be pelted with a ball of some sort or even water balloons. What you certainly didn’t expect was the Prussia smashing his lips against yours with fervour as France held a plant above your heads.

Chuckling Spain snapped a picture of your shocked expression. Prussia grinned
The Perfect Relationship. - Prussia x Reader.
You smiled lightly, acknowledging that your boyfriend, Gilbert, was standing across from you in the train. His hand embracing the railing and texting at the same time.

You took out your phone as you received a text almost instantaneously.

"Fancy meeting you here, beautiful." The two of you exchanged smiles as you texted back.

"Yes, the awesome Gilbert. I didn't know you took this train. Didn't you always take the R?"

You shoved the phone back into your pocket as you heard him snap his fingers, noticing that he motioned for you to check the device again.

"Train was dead halfway down Lineyard Street station ): -"  You stopped rea
Divorce. - Prussia x Reader.The first step to divorce is fighting. When you hear the once cherished vases hit the wall, you began to break.

"No! Amelia will come with me!" You shouted at your albino husband, whose red eyes widen at the mention of his daughter.

"You don't even have a stable income like I do!"

"You're the one who doesn't have a stable income!" You turned at sudden cry of your daughter's voice. You ran to the living room as you heard the ten years old cry.

"Stop fighting, vatti... mutti... We are like a puzzle... It's incomplete even without one part of it..." Amelia's tears swelled, as if she has been holding it for the longest time.

"Amelia, mutti i
Downtown. - Prussia x Reader.The train tossed itself on the tracks as you rode it Downtown to work after spending another night with your boyfriend Uptown in his fancy house that he called "Gilbert and Gilbird's Nest".

The train bounce itself up again as you sigh, thinking about sleep and nothing else.

The train stopped as a loud explosion under the tunnels occurred, the event stopping the train immediately by its emergency brake. As if it was unreal, your head slammed against the window. Eyes blurring out, the last thing you felt was the blood dripping down your head.

Your conscious fell short.

You didn't know what was going to happen.

"I'm sorry, Gil. I can't be h
Revenge with a shower (SpainXReader)You squelched up to Antonio’s front door. Should I...? You thought numbly, your fist already raised. You barely had time to shake your head and turn away when suddenly the door swung open. Antonio frowned, worried as to why you were so soaked.

“Hi!” You said, trying to sound cheerful, but the hoarseness of your voice told him more than enough.  “Come in, I’ll get you some towels.”

He left you dripping in his hallway for a moment, bending down to free your wet feet. “Thanks.” You murmured as Antonio wrapped several towels around you.

He took your hand and led you into his warm living where you
New Years (PrussiaXReader)It was New Years eve and you’d agreed (foolishly) to let your boyfriend invite his two friends over for the celebration. He’d promised it would be fun and said the more the merrier, but still! Well, it was your own fault for allowing it and besides, they’d probably get too drunk and pass out anyway.

You were just finishing up in the kitchen, the red apron that was tied around your neck bearing the brunt of the traces of ingredients. Gilbert was ‘helping’ too by sneaking a taste of whichever nibbly things you created and telling you how awesome they were no matter how many times he got clobbered by the various sk
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The gentle wind ruffled some of your soft hair from your forehead. The book you'd been so engrossed in was resting on your stomach. The sunlight that filtered through the leaves created warm criss-cross patterns on your arms, that shifted every next moment.

Your breath was as even as the ticking of a watch, perfectly balanced as you snored away gently. The comfortableness of the afternoon had sneaked up on you and had covered you with a light blanket of peaceful sleep.

Cue the quiet-destroyer. Gilbert smirked as he hovered over your figure, his lips ghosting over yours. He pressed his lips fervently against yours, tracing yours with his tongue.

Still groggy from the doze, you blinked your eyes to see the Prussian kissing you. When he saw your (e/c) orbs glare at him he pulled back a bit, still pressing his frame close to yours.
"......Hey frau." Your eyes widened at his blasé greeting. "Get the hell off of me." You threatened, your expression dark.

He merely smirked and shook his head. "Nein."

"Bastard." You retaliated to which he shrugged. "Hey I never did tell you how much I loved you right?" He asked as if it was nothing special. You stared at him, which he took as a no.

He nuzzled his face against yours. "Good. Zhen let me take this opportunity to say, I totally vant you." You blushed and hit his chest. "How dare you say something like that!"

He sat back, laughing that infamous laugh of his. "Also frau, you need to keep your guard up a bit more." Crossing your arms, you raised your eyebrow. "I want to be the only one to be able to see you sleeping." He clarified as he held up his phone, to show you the new background picture he had.

It was your sleeping form. You flushed red and hit him on the head. "Gilbert! Erase that now!" He shook his head, grinning and holding his phone out of your reach. "Nope! You vere too adorable to not take a picture!"

When you pouted and looked at the ground, he came closer to you. "I really, really vant to be the only one to see your expressions. All of zhem. Zhey all belong to zhe awesome me now."
You glanced up in disbelief and growled at him. "I'm going to pound you!"

He smirked and cocked his head at you. "Zhe only thing I vant to pound into is your-" SMACK!!

You huffed as you stalked away from the bleeding Prussian's unconscious form.
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Something inspired by an rp I do with PerfectDose~

Also just some weird shit I wanted to write ^^

Please enjoy and tell me what you think~ I love reading comments!
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Mood: Love ~EmeraldPeacock Feb 22, 2013
ha ha Gil. XD
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*Shihagami Feb 24, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Yeah CX
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~NPOP Feb 3, 2013  Student
*DIES FROM LE AWESOMENESS*
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*Shihagami Feb 3, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Don't die!!
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~NPOP Feb 4, 2013  Student
XDi was saved by the hospital right next to my house!
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*Shihagami Feb 7, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Thank god!
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*RosaPretty Nov 16, 2012
Ouch!
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*Shihagami Nov 18, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Indeed!
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*RosaPretty Nov 18, 2012
I thought when he said this "I really, really want to be the only one to see your expressions." was really cute
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*Shihagami Nov 18, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Heheheheh I'm happy to hear it ^^
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