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Touched

You walked around the alleys, through short-cuts, roads, estates, until...
-Here we are! – You exclaimed happily, clenching your fists in pride.
You successfully found "Club Carbon".
It was the biggest and loudest club in the country, even celebrities sometimes visited it. The music was loud, but bad-ass, the drinks could even persuade the Holiest man to do things they'd never do...And the people...
Oh, the people!
You weren't interested in girls, in fact, you counted them as rivals.
Well, sometimes you came around a club or two with your friends, Elizabeta and Bella, sometimes with Natalia, but today was not the case.

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

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

Prussia x Reader ~Thorn Bird~~Thorn Bird~

__________ never meant to hurt him; she was too pure for that, too pure for someone with his background, his behaviors. It might have been because of the way she was brought up and how stringent her parents were, making her tiptoe on thin ice so she could get to the other side of her fragile lake she called life.

What had fascinated him was how ____________ could stand up to all of that. Even when he saw her bruises and scars from an accidental rush of the wind blowing back her long hair that draped over her face, she would smile and simply reply, "I fell." He knew she was lying.

He wanted to do something. He wanted to help he

Prussia x Reader - The Pain the Awesome Cause"You know dude, you're not that awesome." You took a sip of your Coca-Cola, not meeting the silver-haired boy's twitching gaze.

"Vh-vhat do you mean?" On the inside, you smirked. It's almost like his confidence was ripped out of him in seconds flat. Okay, maybe it was. But you made your face bored and expressionless on the outside; you were still pissed at him.

"I mean you're not that great." You went back to the Nintendo64 controller, rapidly pressing the multi-coloured buttons. You scowled at the score of the Pokémon Stadium round that had been going on for over an hour. Every time you would catch up to Gilbert, he always seemed to h

PrussiaXReader - You're Mine.

(name) trudged up the stairs of her apartment. A sour look on your face was visible. Gilbert Beilschmidt had just embarrassed you. AGAIN! You gritted your teeth in anger, slamming the door of your apartment door open.

That scared Rima, your Apartment buddy. "Dude! The fuck?!" She shouted. (name) took no notice of what Rima had just said and made her way to the kitchen.

"...Gil problems?" She asked. You slammed your fist on the Kitchen counter, evidently making a huge crack in it. "Yes! He embarrassed me. AGAIN!" You shouted.

Rima nodded and went back to playing the Walking dead. "Well, If wants to play dirty, Why don't you play dirty too?

Prussia x Reader: LipstickYou had absolutely no idea why you had agreed to go on this stupid group date thing with your friends. Every time before, you had ended with the lame guy who hated absolutely everything you liked or was too apathetic to give a damn about what you liked.

Not to mention, the guys were late.

Your two gal friends, Miriam and Circe, were fixing their make-up, and all you did was role your eyes. They were getting way too excited for something that would probably only lead to a one-night stand, if they were lucky.

If.

The three guys finally entered, and in their defense, they were all fucking gorgeous. There was a sexy brunet with tanned skin, a

Prussia x Reader. While You Sleep. Gilbert ran his index finger down your soft, bare back. It seemed to have no imperfections that he could see with the naked eye. Smiling softly to himself, he once again trailed your spine to your neck. You let out a soft sigh in your sleep and started to shift.

He pulled his hand back as you turned over to face him, still asleep as you snuggled against his chest comfortably. So this is how we always end up in this position, the Prussian thought to himself with a smirk.

Gilbert carefully turned onto his back, moving you slightly so that you were laying your head on his chest while he wrapped one arm around your slim waist. This m

Denmark x Reader ~ I apologize

I apologize

You watched the men drink their hearts out. Why were you here again?
Oh, yes, now you remember. It's your beloved boyfriend's birthday.
Matthias Kohler is turning 24 today!
Y-A-Y.
Okay, so you were really happy for your boyfriend, who was three years older than you now, but sitting in a stuffy, reeking pub isn't one of your hobbies.
-Well, hello there, beauty~ What brings you here~? – A drunk old man slurred, putting his arm over your shoulder. You shrugged his arm off with a disgusted face.
-I'm nothing for you, find yourself a better catch. – You puffed out your cheeks in annoyance. He laughed loudly, catchin

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

.:House:. Romano x Reader

Ok so for the people who don't know Antonio is Spain and Lovino (Lovi) is Romano~
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"Stupid!"

"Jerkface!"

"Potato eatin-"

"Baka!"

"What the hell does that even mean?!?"

"Exactly!" This is what happened every morning at Lovino's when you came and visit. You and Lovino have been friends for a long time now and always had an argument everyday, what a strange relationship you have there.

Lovino stares at you quietly his eye twitching slightly. "Fine you win this time!" He takes a sip of water.

"Awww yeah!" You hold your hand up for a high-five at Antonio. An

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,

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.

Screw that.

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 f

PrussiaXReader. Lovebirds

Lovebirds.

PrussiaXReader
…

It was a nice sunny spring day. You were helping your elderly neighbour with some outdoor chores. Not the usual way a young person like you would spend their morning in a weekend, but you didn't mind. You didn't have much to do anyways.

"Phew! That is done!" You sighed in relief and looked at the now freshly cut grass of lawn of the lady next door to you.

"Thank you so much, ____" The elderly lady called Sophie, smiled at you. "You are such a dear."

"No problem Sophie!" You smiled back. "I'd do it anytime!" Ok, you lied; you wouldn't do it anytime but would gladly do it for her than at your own house.

"

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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Prussia x Reader ~ Hangover

by ~AkitaSadure, Oct 4, 2012, 11:51:14 AM
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Hangover

I got a hangover, whoa!
I've been drinking too much for sure!
I got a hangover, whoa!
I got an empty cup,
Pour me some more!

You groaned, putting one of your wobbly hands on your aching head. It was damn sore. You winced as you tried getting up, only more pain shooting through you, but the most of it coming from your head and...your lower regions!
You gasped.
- What happened yesterday?! - You wiggled your toes, sending more pain from your inner thighs to your pelvis. DAMN!

~*Le flashback*~

You laughed like a madman, drinking more from the beer glass, narrowing your clouded, misty eyes at the Prussian man. He looked at you in the same way at you.
-Kesesesesesese! _______! You'll *hic* never beat me! *hic* - He laughed, clutching his sides, the alcohol clearly kicking in.
So let me make this clear for you – Call me your "Flashback Sensei"! You were invited to a huge party by Alfred F. Jones, and from a calm boogie night, this has changed off into a night of drinking (heavy drinking, at that), snogging and...fucking one another like there's no tomorrow.
Back to the point.

So I can go until I blow up, eh
And I can drink until I throw up, eh
And I don't ever ever want to grow up, eh
I wanna keep it going, keep keep, keep it going, going, going, going...

You sat on Gilbert's lap, giggling madly as he roamed his hands around your waist, grinning.
-You're so hot, ______~ May I have you today~?
-JA, JA!

~*End of flashback*~

Your eyes snapped open and you sat right up once you noticed you were lying on something.
Or SOMEONE.
You glanced over at the "someone", automatically noticing the silver hair, messier than ever before, his crimson eyes closed in peaceful sleep. But his neck...full of bruises, bitemarks and lipstick...it was YOURS!
You quickly glanced at you exposed body, noticing his body was stark naked as well. Your face turned bright scarlet, your hand swiftly jumping down beside the couch, grabbing the closest clothing, seeing it was yours. It was practically RUINED.

I got a little bit trashed last night, night,
I got a little bit wasted, yeah yeah!
I got a little bit mashed last night, night,
I got a little shhh faced it, yeah yeah!

You stood up wobbly, noticing your pelvis and thighs completely red, and sore too!
- Oh, God, WHY?! What the fuck happened?! - You asked yourself, mentally beating yourself to death.
-I see you woke up, da-a-ahhh... – You heard a Russian man groan. You turned your head around, seeing Ivan clutch his head. He was wearing a Belarusian and an Ukrainian flag around his tall, muscular body, his scarf still wrapped around his neck.
-Y-Yeah...Do you remember what happened? – You asked while putting on your (b/c) bra. You were just too tired and in pain to care who saw what.
And the rest were asleep anyway.
-Nyet, I do not. – He sighed.
You quickly got dressed, biting your bottom lip. From all sighs you have witnessed, it seems like you had some smexy time with Mr. Five Meters of Awesomeness himself~

I got a hangover, whoa!
I've been drinking too much for sure,
I got a hangover, whoa!
I got an empty cup,
Pour me some more!

-N-N-Noooooooo! You bloody gits! Where are the keys to this bloody thing?! – You and Ivan both turned around to the filthy doorway, seeing Arthur with nothing but a black apron around his waist running into the room with Alfred, who was in his crumpled, half-open white shirt and boxers with an American flag on them, and Nikola, a girl with blood-red hair and green, evil eyes, wearing both the American and British flag wrapped around her tall figure. The trio, with the Brit leading them into the room, his face bright crimson, his bushy eyebrows furrowed downwards in pure rage, was clearly fully awake, pulling the other two sleepy heads, who rubbed their eyes tiredly.
They were handcuffed.
Looks like someone had a very hot threesome~
-Arthur, shut up, will ya'? Everyone's still clearly asleep... – Nikola groaned in slight annoyance, snuggling her head onto Alfred's chest in exhaustion.
Arthur's face just got redder, his cheeks being puffed out in rage.
-Oh, England! Da, I know! Yesterday, Nikola passed the keys to these handcuffs to her brother Feliks after locking them! – On the mention of her name, Nikola opened her eyes fully, smiling warmly at the Russian, who repeated the gesture.

So I can go until I blow up, eh
And I can drink until I throw up, eh
And I don't ever ever want to grow up, eh
I wanna keep it going, keep keep, keep it going, come on!

Everyone knew Ivan and Nikola were best of all companions, and although Nikola was Polish, this didn't stop them from having a drinking contest on every party possible. In fact, this even encouraged them to do so~
-Thanks, Ivan! – Nikola sing-sung, and giggled at Alfred, who wrapped a secure arm around her, smiling weakly.
-Bloody wankers! Get over here! – Arthur pulled the two love-birds out, looking for the Polish man, who apparently has the keys.
-AWWWW, come on, Iggy! Everyone must have heard you moaning Nikola's name yesterday~ - Alfred's voice echoes through the corridors, Nikola joining into his laughter as a result.
You giggled, knowing how annoyed the Brit must have looked now.
-Veeee~ Germany, my head hurts! Oh, look, Germany, out shirts are glued! – You looked past the Russian, to see Ludwig, his face blood red when he saw his and the Italian Feli's shirts glued together with a green substance, both of their lower bodies naked.

Drink up, cause a party ain't a party til you ride all threw it!
End up on the floor, can't remember you clueless!
Officer like what the hell is you doin'!
Stopping it, trouble it, you know you know what? Come again!

You laughed so loudly, you woke up half of the room's crowd, who rubbed their heads and blinked in confusion, some in embarrassment.
-Ah, meine Liebe, you were SOOOOO hot yesterday~ - You heard a German accent from beside you, as two strong arms wrapped around your sore waist.
You were so nervous from doing it with him alone...you couldn't imagine as Nikola could have done it with TWO GUYS!
Nikola and you were really good friends, she was a bit of a stubborn vampire, acting like one anyways. She was shy around new people, but once she got to know them, she was LIVING HELL. Just like her older brother, Polish, Feliks.

Give me (gimme) Henn, Give me (gimme) gin, give me (gimme) champagne!
Bubbles til' the end!
What happens after that, if you inspired til I'm ten!
Like oh my homie GILLIE*, we can all sip again!

But she was honest and knew when to shut up once she needed to.
-How far have we gone? – You whispered, loud enough for only the Prussian to hear you.
-Well~ You asked for it, Frau~ You were the one who dragged me into this~ Kissing me and biting like mad---
-Stop, I need no more details! – You shut your ears with your palms, feeling your face heat up.
-AAAAAAH! – You all turned your heads to see poor Romano run into the room, tied up ENTIRELY in white, ripped clothing to Antonio, who was laughing his usual warm laugh, not having a care in the world. – WHAT THE CRAPOLA HAPPENED HERE?!
You snorted, crossing your arms over your sore chest.
-You and Spain~ DAYUM! – You and Gilbert both made cat-noises, laughing as the Italian tsundere got redder "than Spain's precious tomatoes!" and took off into the corridor.

Don't mean like I said, I'm too intelligent!
A little jack can't hurt this veteran!
I show up but I never throw up, so let the drinks go up, go up!

Then something extraordinary happened.
Matthias Kohler, himself, ran into the room.
WITH A PINK FACE OF A BEETROOT!
AND LUKAS WAS ALSO HANDCUFFED TO HIM!
Lukas looked unamused, as usual, letting Matthias do the freaking-out show. He was wearing the Dane's national flag around his pale form, Matthias wearing his flag in return.
Looks like handcuffs are rather popular these days!

I got a hangover, whoa!
I've been drinking too much for sure,
I got a hangover, whoa!
I got an empty cup,
Pour me some more!

-WE SHOULD SO REPEAT THAT AGAIN! – You shouted on top of your voice, throwing your hands up into the air, grinning like an idiot.
Then the arms around your waist tightened their grip on you, and you shivered as you felt hot breath over your ear.

So I can go until I blow up, eh
And I can drink until I throw up, eh
And I don't ever ever want to grow up, eh
I wanna keep it going, keep keep, keep it going, come on!

-Frau, if you want me to occupy your vital regions so badly, you should have just said~
He let you go as you smacked him over the head, but your massive grin not leaving your face.
You were extremely sure it wouldn't leave so easily.
-Ohonohnohnoh! Mon dieu, I'm still h-here! Ehe-ehehehe! - You turned you head to find...oh God.
Francis.
But what was he doing behind the couch you and Gilbert probably has smexy time with each other on?!
You grimaced when the sound of choking and vomiting filled the air.
-Francis, you okay? - You asked, a bit worried.
Soon, the Frenchman poked his head from the couch.
You couldn't stop the eruption of laughter from your sore lips once he got up, using the couch frame as a support, wearing absolutely NOTHING.
Francis stood up proudly on his wobbly legs and started...singing.
-AS LONG AS YOU LOVE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~!
You face-palmed.

Prussia x Reader ~ Hangoverby ~AkitaSadure

Fan Art / Fan Fiction / Romance

THIS WAS SLIGHTLY EDITED!
LOL I had to include France, right? Credit goes to

for giving the idea! x3
Thank you!

LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL I had SO much fun writing this!

AHAHAHAHAHAHA!

I hope you enjoy this S-O-N-G-F-I-C!
I have a sudden urge for SongFics.
So yeah.

*GILLIE - It's "Taio", originally, but we're not gonna say that, are we?! xD LOL I just said Gillie instead!

"Taio Cruz ft. Flo Rida ~ Hangover" is the song used.

This is a little "gift" for one person that probably follows me the most! It's

! I really hope you like it! This is made especially for you! Thank you for your support!

And thanks to everyone for your support too! I appreciate it! x3

I AM NIKOLA! I'm in the story too, and I'm your BFF! Hehe~

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the preview picture (admit it, it's SMEXY), the song (it's badass), nor Hetalia. But I do own the plot.