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Me? Jealous? ((Prussia x reader))Sighing quite loudly, (name) hoped that her awesomely annoying
boyfriend -who was currently being flirted by the waitress- would notice her and remember they were in the middle of a date. She tossed her (h/c) locks over her shoulder and poked at her food, not interested in eating the cold nuggets on her plate-tray.
For what seemed like an eternity, the waitress stopped flirting but gave him her number and left with a seductive wink. The albino smiled uneasily and shifted in his seat. Turning back to his partner, he cocked an eyebrow as she drilled deep, dark, invisible holes in the back of the departing slut- err, I mean, waitress.
"What's wrong?" he questioned
(name) simply shook her head and looked to the side, admiring the dresses behind the glass window of a nearby store.
"You're not jealous... are you?"
She turned back to the red-eyed teen, glaring nuclear bombs at him.
"Why the hell should I be jealous!?" she huffed
The boy raised a brow and raised his hands as if being accused o
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
Prussia x reader ((the AWESOME contest))
Prussia x reader ((the AWESOME contest))
"no, I am."
You and Gilbert were arguing over who was 'Awesomer'.
How did the argument start?
No one knows...
"(name)! Gil! Stop fighting! Booooth of you are AWESOME. Kay?"
says your friend Antonio.
You 'Hmph'-ed, then grinned, you had an idea.
"I know! Let's have a mini-contest or something!" you shouted
"What kind of contest?" Asked your friend Francis
"Oh! Oh! How about a staring contest!" shouted Antonio
"We'll do it by partners! Me and Francis, (name) and Gil!"
"OKAY!" you three said in unison. not knowing what was about to happen...
You were staring into Gilbert's red orbs and he was staring into your (e/c) ones, careful not to break eye contact.
"You are sooo going down."
"No way!" you said "I'm way too awesome for that!" you said with a confident grin on your face. Earning a smirk from the prussian...
"Hey toni, does rule
Prussia x reader ((the AWESOME poem))
You read the note on top of your desk.
"Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
this poem thingy sucks.
And I don't know what to do.
Ah, hell. I cant do this sweet mushy love thingy.
All that's important here is the rhymes right?!?
The AWESOME me is inviting you,
on a very AWESOME date..
Not sure when or where,
But I promise It'll be great!
I know this sounds stupid,
but all of these are true!
Why am I doing all of these you ask?
BECAUSE I LOVE YOU."
From: the AWESOME gilbert beilschmidt~
Nordics x reader
I tried my best not to let my limp body be dragged by the large Swede out of my messy bed, making tired, grunting noises all the way. My head still throbbed because of the party a certain dane threw last night. My breath reeked of alcohol and my hair was a sticky mess. But I didn’t care much about that. Right now, all I wanted was a good night sleep. Unfortunately, I am being forced out of bed by the Swedish man.
“Fine. Just let me get dressed and stuff…” I shooed him away. I felt his grip on my foot loosen and he walked out my door. “Thanks Ber.”
Once he was gone, I pushed myself up from the floor, grabbing the shelf beside me for support and regain my balance. I felt something damp on my cheek and reached up to wipe off what seemed to be my drying-saliva. I tried to fix the mess known as my hair, but it was no use. I just made it more twisted and tangled.
“Ah fuck this shit.” The obscenity rolle
Prussia x reader -songfic- ((calc.))
Prussia x reader [[calc.]]
***Passing by each other, in the end, is a trick of fate everything has been plotted out beforehand.
Thinking that way would help relieve my sadness but I'm not that strong***
"..Do you really have to go?.."
"Ja. I'm really sorry (name).. But don't worry! Its just for a month, i'll still come back! I promise!"
"Of course! The awesome me promises to return to (country) as soon as possible and hang-out with my best friend (name)!"
"Alright, alright. Just.. PLEASE, don't shout. Were in public.."
"Pshh, so what.. Oh, I got something for you!"
"Hmm? What is it?"
"Close your eyes...
"Oh. my. gosh.
GILBERT THIS IS SO AWESOME!"
"Of course it is! Its from the awesome me isn't it?"
"Yeah, whatever. Thanks~"
"No prob frau~"
***Each and every of the answers I came up with has a sacrifice along with it
Taking away from me the courage to put one step forward***
"Mein gott, Im gonna be late!
Hong kong x reader
HK x reader
I peeked in the living room, observing my boyfriend's actions.
He was sitting on the couch, earphones plugged in, and was drawing who-knows-what.
I walked into the living room and sat beside him. I took out the earbud from his right ear and put it in my left.
He gave me a questioning look, but didn't say a word.
I moved closer to him and looked at what he was drawing.
i asked. he nodded.
Suddenly, the song Fireflower came up on his ipod.
"I love this song~" i said
"Saisho kara kimi o-"
I started singing,
Leon sang along with me
"Yokatta nante sora ni utaunda~!"
we both sang
((timeskip to the end of the song!))
"You never told me you were a great singer~"
i told him
"That's cause you never asked."
I kissed his cheek.
"I'm glad I could love you from the start.."
he then kissed my nose.
suddenly, yao appeared out of nowhere with kiku.
"Aiyaa! So cute aru~"
Kiku only nodded and took pictures.
"Go away!" Leon shou
England x reader x France
England x Reader x France
~WARNING: THIS IS A CRACK (sort of..) IF YOU NO LIKE CRACK, NO READ. ME CAVEMAN.~
"Bloody frog.. wha-DON'T YOU DARE TRY TO HIT ON (name)!!!"
"Oh, Arthur.. is there a problem mon ami?"
"First of all, I am NOT your friend! And secondly, YES, THERE IS A PROBLEM. I don't want you to get your Frog-germs on (name) so stay away from her!"
"Ohonhonhon~ but why? Is she your girlfriend or something?"
"WH-WHAT?! O-OF COURSE NOT! I DON'T-"
"Do you LIKE her?"
"W-wha.. no! No I don't! Its just that-"
"Oh, so you're her knight in shining armor?"
"W-what the hell are you saying?! Of course not! I-"
"Then what is the reason why I cannot go out with (name)?
She's single, and she's right THERE. Waiting to be rescued by her Prince Charming from boredom.."
"FINE! I'll go!"
"Good, now- wait WHAAAAT?!?!"
"I said i'll go. I'll do it. I'll ask her out.." *le blush~*
YOU SAID YOU DIDN'T EVEN LIKE HER!!!"
"W-well.. I lied. I LOV
Japan x reader
"Zen zen tsukamenai, kimi no koto
zenzen shiranai, uchi ni yeah~" you sang
"kokoro ubawareru nante koto
aru hazunai deshou!" sang your *cough* crush *cough* best friend, kiku.
you were hanging out at kiku's house, listening and singing to vocaloid songs.
both of you were otakus and LOVE vocaloid songs, and, well.. anything japanese!
which probably one of the reasons why you became close friends.
"(name)-san! do you want some snacks?" kiku asked, lowering the volume
"sure!" you replied
"Okay. I will be back in a minute."
You turned up the volume again and changed the song as your japanese 'friend' went to the kitchen.
"Oh! I like this song!" you yelled as 'calc.' played on kiku's ipod
"Itsuka kimi ni sasageta uta
ima ja kanashii dake no ai no uta
kaze ni fukare tonde yuke
bokura ga deaeta ano natsu no hi made," you sang and pretended to play the guitar as the part* came on.
"kako mo mirai mo nakunareba
(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 than before (the cold air might have helped on the walk home), he still couldn't really think straight. He may have kissed her here or there, but he couldn't really remember, and she was so ridden with grief, he doubted that she noticed too. Which is awesome sort of.
It would be more awesome if he could just kiss her, and you know, they'd
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 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.
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 a bit immature and full of himself.
But after last night, you didn't know if he still loved you.
Sliding into a pair of slippers, you shuffled out the door into your one room apartment. You stepped out into the living room and heard crunching beneath your feet. Crouching down, you picked
Prussia X Reader: Moonlight Waltz(Name) scowled. This dress was itchy, the corset felt like it was about to squeeze out her insides, and the updo was irritating her. To hell with her mentor England and his will to drag her to Austria's stupid ball. "You have to learn something about culture!", he had said.
Her eyes scanned the room for an escape route. Ah! A balcony. Perfect.
Trying her best not to be noticed by anyone, she walked up the marble steps of Austria's luxurious mansion. The balcony was empty, leaving the English territory to herself.
A beautiful full moon shone down onto the lovely stone flooring of the balcony, her heeled shoes loud against the floor.
"Damn...even out here that Austrian has instruments..."
(Name) sighed as she eyed the violin, cello and flute just...being there.
"Being a bit lonely, Fräulein?"
(Name) snapped up and turned around, facing a certain silver-haired, red-eyed, Germanic nation.
"O-oh! Prussia! You? H-here? Ahahaha...were you...following me?" She stuttered, a blush cr
"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 would make such a cute couple." She said, smiling. You and Gilbert both blushed, you more so than Gilbert.
"Anyway." Kelsey spun the dial again. "Left hand blue." You stretched out your arm, and place your finger tips on the blue circle.
"Now I remember why I hate twister." You mumbled, swaying a little. You caught yourself, and looked up at Gilbert.
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 small packet sitting on top of your folders. You curiously opened it to see a whole bunch of shiny dimes inside it with a note placed on top of it. Written in a very familiar scrawl it said, "This is for a whole lot of kisses, don't be shy~ I'll wait for you after lunch~."
" " you took out the packet and your lunch and headed to the noticea
Prussia x Reader: Cootie Catcher
You were sitting in class. Just eye-ing the clock for that final bell before you were released for lunch.
"Come on... 10............ 7.............. Five, four, three. two..."
DING DING DING.
You practicaly JUMPED out of you seat and headed for the door. When you felt a strong grip on your arm. You turned around to meet Crimison red orbs.
You couldn't deny you had always liked Gil. I mean lets face it... He was truly AWESOME.But you would never feed his already large ego.
"Hey Gil.. I'm kind of in a hurry..."
You tried you pull away. When you felt his grip tighten on you.
"______ I need some help.."
"Ugh. Make it fast Gil..."
"Keseseses I made an awesome cootie catcher! And you have to play it!"
"How about after lunch?!!?" You pouted.
"No _____ you have to play it now or else it won't be awesome anymore!"
"Keseseses okay pick a color _____!"
Gil fumbled around with his fingers.
"Okay now a number!"
You repeated choosing a number 3 times
He+She=We [Prussia x Reader]She was the best thing that had ever happened to him. Not that he'd ever admit it. There was only a small problem, the only reason she wouldn't become smitten with his incredibly sexy awesomeness.
She was married.
And not just to anyone, but to Ivan Braginski. That is, the tall Russian man that scares and intimidates every living thing within ten feet of him. The guy that promised he'd kill Gilbert if he came within two feet of his wife ever again.
It was kind of a problem.
Because he was hopelessly, irreversibly, and madly in love with this little lady.
Again, not that he'd ever admit it.
Slamming down his sixth beer on the bar counter, he began to laugh outright. Why was he even upset? He was awesome! And alone, but awesomely alone! Right, he didn't need some girl to 'complete' him or whatever, because well, he's awesome!
He immediately began choking on the air. After a moment, he regained his ability to speak. "Oh, hey _____, what's up?" His voice was
Prussia X Reader - Now You Belong To MeYou are a small country in europe. It is ok for you, because you don't have so much stress, but the other countries ignores you. You often tried to impress them, but it was useless. So you actually have no ally, that makes you a little worry and sad.
You lay in your bed, thinking about your life and try to sleep. Soon you fall asleep, but 10 minutes later you hear a siren. Immidiately you sit up and one soldier of your country come in your bedroom and scream: "PRUSSIA IS HERE! WHAT SHOULD WE DO?"
You jump out of your bed and move into other clothes. Quickly you run to your soldiers and say: "So, I know its really late, but we have to fight for our country, right?" "Right", they all say in the same tone. "I know we can do it".
You try to make them brave and try to encouraged them, even you have doubts. A few days before, Austria called you and said something about that probably Prussia will attack you. You couldn't believe it, but nevertheless you made preparations.
After 15 minutes of
Prussia x reader ((MINE))
You scooted closer to your boyfriend awkwardly, noticing the random stares and wolf-whistles from the male bystanders behind you.
Looks like you chose the wrong day to go to the mall wearing short-shorts and a loose tee..
Well its his fault anyways.
He was the one who made you wear this... thing.
Gilbert noticed this and glared at the guys from behind.
He swiftly wrapped an arm around your torso and pulled you closer, and kissed you on the lips.
"Wha- Gil-" you blushed
He smiled sweetly and whispered
"They need to know that you're mine.
And only mine."
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