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You sighed and shook you head at the passed out nation on you couch; the result of a late night drinking party with his two friends – who were both sleeping on separate couches themselves. How they got into you house was a mystery to the world. One minute, you're taking a shower; the next, Gilbert, Francis, and Antonio are in your living room, about to get drunk as hell. You knew arguing would get you no where, so you just made yourself dinner, kidnapped Gilbird and ignored them all night. You wanted no part of what ever they may have had in mind for you and locked your door to make sure you were safe.
Now, they were all passed out in y

PrussiaxReader Kisses -Oneshot-

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PrussiaxReader Kisses -Oneshot-
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You unwrapped the chocolate bar and took a small nimble. It was a normal Saturday afternoon, kids playing in the park while adults talk among each other. You ,eating a chocolate bar in your porch, yawn with sleepiness and frown of boredom. With another small bite from your chocolate, you heard the front gate open. You peek to see who it was. It was nothing, just the sexy, awesome, your childhood crush, Gilbert Beilschmidt. He cheerfully skipped toward you.

"_______ do you want a kiss~?" he asked having a devilish smile.

Hearing those words, yo

PrussiaXReader .::Sex Positions::. Crack/Drabble

You sat bored on the couch with your albino boyfriend. You were both sitting upside down next to each other as you watched TV. Though TV wasn't really your thing(you preferred anime), you put up with it for your awesome man.

You were both watching Ghost whisperer for no apparent reason whatsoever. Suddenly a commercial came on and the first words that were said were, "What's your favorite sex position?" and you quickly shut the TV off.

"See, Gil.... That's why I stick to anime." you said, quite weirded out by that question.

"Kesesesese!" Gilbert laughed, "Und zhat, frau, is vhy I stick to TV. You have no idea vhat you see on TV."

"Hm...."

Hasty (PrussiaXReader)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 ton

France x Reader PhotographsYou opened your mailbox and pulled out all of your mail before walking back into your house. You set the mail on the counter and started to go through it.
"Junk, bills, junk" you mumbled to yourself, sorting the mail into piles. Two of the envelopes caught your attention. One was from Francis Bonnefoy, your boyfriend. The other had no return address. You suspected it was from someone in the neighborhood. You opened the letter from Francis and unfolded the letter. It was so like him to send you a letter instead of an email.
Dear ________,
I haven't told you something in a long time. the letter began. You could practically hear Francis re

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

Spain x reader Your languageSpain scooped you up in his arms as a suprise attack.
You quickly gasped and said,"P..P-put me down!"

"No way chica. Your mine" he said with a smile

You blushed and turned your head sideways and said,"I am not!"

Mmmm Okay, so you had a crush on spain, so what!? Isn't it you'r job to play the hard to get?
Ah what did it matter he already knew you were in love with him.
In middle school you confessed you'r love for him.
Of course France and Prussia started to tease you for a while after that, and he never replied with any feelings once you
told him, but that all changed in Highschool.

In highschool you started to recieve loveletters a

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

APH Prussia x Reader - Loving SmileLoving Smile

Pairing: Prussia x Reader
Warning: Modest use of curse words and slightly suggestive ^^;

~*~*~*~*Prussia's POV*~*~*~*~*

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)~

Spiel strasse~ *Teacher!Prussia X Student!Reader*~Spiel strasse~

*Teacher!Prussia X Student!Reader*

'If you want to find out
What love is about
And if you are lonley baby
Just open your mind
You're one of a kind
Just gotta live your life...'

The older Beilschmidt contemplated,his head in his hand,while the students wrote.It was the final exam,as the teenagers were to finish their Senior year.
Blue inked pens hit the blank pages,circling correct - or thought to be correct - answers,filling in the gaps,differently coloured orbs reading at an incredibile speed the text - it was a fragment from Goethe's well known piece of art,'Faust',as the German teacher thought nothing would represen

Prussia X Reader WrestlingYou entered your bedroom after taking a nice hot shower and fell on your bed, next to the smirking Prussian. You both were in sleepwear and you just lay next to him and watched him, just as he did. It was a long and tiring day but your bed and your awesome boyfriend made you finally relax though. Gilbert let out a loud sigh and closed his eyes. You could see that you weren't the only one so tired.
You saw that you probably won't have any "fun" tonight and that made you a bit disappointed. He promised you! But if he was tired and so were you... There was no hope. But you were so bored and you didn't want to sleep yet. You sat up and watched

PrussiaXReader -Our life after that war- One shot!

beep....beep....beep...

Prussia continued to listen to the slow, and calm beeping, that represented your heart beat. He sat on a chair beside your bed, your fragile hand in his. He ducked his head as he watched you sleep peacefully.

Flashbacks of the war ran through his head. Many injured countries, and you were one of them.

He knew you were strong, he knew you could handle yourself, and he knew you turn out fine. But in the end, he knew you would lose if you were up against him.

"I'm sorry," he whispered to you, not really caring that you weren't awake to hear him. It was his fault that you were lying in a hospital bed, battered and bru

Prussiaxreader Twister

"Why don't you just fall over?" You glared at the smirking albino above you.
"If I did I'd land on you." He replied. You felt your face heat up.
"(Name), are you even listing to me?" you craned you head back, and smiled at your sister.
"No?" Your sister glared at you.
"That's because she's too busy looking at the awesome me." Gilbert chimed flinching as you snapped your head back up.
"Left hand green." Kelsey said, shaking her head. You slid you hand over, and looked back up, meeting with a pair of red eyes.
"Really!?!" you shouted.
"Really." Gilbert replied. Kelsey looked at you, then Gilbert and put her hands together.
"You two wo

Prussia X Reader Songfic Yes, I Was Drunk'What an idiot! How dare he think he can come home, after being out all night with his friends getting drunk and hitting on anything that moves, and I won't be angry?!' You thought to yourself.

Your moron of a boyfriend, Gilbert, had stayed out all night, finally arriving back to the house you both shared at four in the morning, drunk and falling into everything, making a horrible racket and waking you up. Safe to say, you had been pissed, but, that was earlier this morning.

Once he had broken enough furniture and ornaments by stumbling and falling into them, you had stormed down the stairs and started shouting at him in a fit of rage which

Prussia x Reader - Arguments -ONE SHOT- Screaming, crying, throwing, stomping.
"GET OUT, GILBERT!"
Your eyes shot open as you sat up in your bed, sweating pouring down your face. Dim sunlight leaked through your curtians into the bedroom you usually shared with your long time boyfriend, Gilbert.
You met the Prussian at the park when he was hanging out with his friends Antonio and Francis. He was dared to use a corny pick up line on you and, surprisingly, it worked. You fell for him. Hard. He invited you to live with him after six months of dating and you couldn't refuse considering he could barely ask you with stuttering or blushing. You loved him dearly, even if he was

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You Are What You Eat - Prussia (x) Reader

by ~IslandDreams, Nov 4, 2012, 8:15:11 AM
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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.
“Hey, Pasta.”
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.”