Stollen mit Kaffee [Germany x Reader] by ThatOneFic, literature
Literature
Stollen mit Kaffee [Germany x Reader]
There was something nice about having a spare key to your boyfriend's flat. Something to be said about the trust and emotional intimacy it entailed, of course, but also the fact that you could let yourself in when he wasn't answering the door.
Such as now.
From the moment you opened the door, you were hit by the smell of freshly baked gingerbread, as well as the vague scent of peppermint, cinnamon and coffee. "Ludwig, I'm guessing you're home," you called, stepping inside and pulling the door closed behind you.
"Ja," came the reply from the kitchen. "I'm just taking this out of the oven and I'll be out in a moment."
"Whatever it is, it sm
Germany X Suicidal!Reader: ....The Fallen Soldier by Ississ-Perok, literature
Literature
Germany X Suicidal!Reader: ....The Fallen Soldier
It’s as if the world mourned for her. The sky threatened to spill its tears on the people who gathered in black and remembered a young girl that was no more. Most of these people’s eyes were burned red from acidic tears of mourning, but there were a few that kept their true feelings behind of mask of internal strength. Ludwig had never seen his friends cry like this before, even his brother was releasing tears. But he remained neutral and did not crack his dead expression.
“Lud, it’s okay to let it out.” Gilbert stated as he put a reassuring hand on Ludwigs shoulder.
“I have nothing to let out Brude
Germany x Reader - Phone Confession by AProudHetalian, literature
Literature
Germany x Reader - Phone Confession
Intro
…Germany.
It was startlingly late at night when your eyelids shot open, your vision temporarily blurred from grogginess as your phone’s ringtone blared from your nightstand.
Propping yourself up into a sitting position with a groan, you rubbed your eyes. “Really?” you croaked, irritation evident in your words as you reached out for the device. “Why is someone calling at this ungodly hour?”
Attempting to glance at the caller ID to see who was calling, you squeaked once your eyes were met with the bright screen of your phone, instantly causing you to reel back and wait until your eyes adjusted to t
The Clockwork Heart (Germany x Doll!Reader) by UnluckyAmulet, literature
Literature
The Clockwork Heart (Germany x Doll!Reader)
"What am I?"
Not who, but what.
"A doll. I made you."
"Oh."
You ingest this news with an impassive face, though since it is made of sheet metal, the blonde man supposes that it would be hard for you to properly emote. You lift a hand to inspect it. It is meticulously crafted, as would be inspected from one of the top engineers around. It would almost be able to pass for a real human hand, if not for the obvious artificial joints used to craft together your fingers and knuckles. Now another question comes.
"Why did you make me?"
He doesn't answer.
He doesn't answer because he just can't bring himself to tell you he did not mean to bring
Mine (Germany X Reader X Prussia) RQ by Ally1001, literature
Literature
Mine (Germany X Reader X Prussia) RQ
.:Third Person POV:.
It had seemed like a regular day to Gilbert, nothing out of the ordinary. He had just gotten home and opened up the closet to put his jacket away-he knew his brother would yell at him if he didn't-when he noticed something strange. An extra coat hung next to what he recognized as his brothers. This would not have been odd normally, his brother often had some of his friends over, but this was different. This was a girl's coat.
"Vhat?" The young man asked himself. Ludwig had never had a girl over before.
Curious, Gilbert stepped quietly to the living room of the house he shared with his younger brother, where light chatt
Germany x Reader: Love Letters by foreverbeforenight, literature
Literature
Germany x Reader: Love Letters
You were flipping through your Calculus notebook, trying to find the page you had written your homework on. When you finally arrived, a small slip of paper was also there. You lifted the paper curiously, and when you turned it around, the printed words shocked you.
You are so beautiful.
How could someone like you
Ever love someone so awful like me?
You looked around, surveying everyone. You hadn't seen anyone anywhere close to your things for the twenty minutes you had already been in class, and the only ones who had access to your things was Ludwig Beilschmidt and Honda Kiku, but you knew very well that they wouldn't leave little depress
Germany X Reader - A Small Drizzle by TheCorruptedPaladin, literature
Literature
Germany X Reader - A Small Drizzle
The rain got harder as you walked alone in tears. Your hair matted down around your face, hiding your slightly swollen eyes. Why would you cry over him? You knew it wouldn’t work out anyway, but it still hurt.
You saw the old bridge up ahead where you would go to skip rocks with your friends and catch up with one another. The rain was becoming harder and you decided to take refuge underneath the bridge. Careful not to slip down the now muddy hill, you turned the corner underneath the bridge where the rain couldn’t get you. You leaned against the wall and scolded yourself for not bringing a jacket. You were beginning to get really
Dog!GermanyxParalyzed!Reader by FaethS, literature
Literature
Dog!GermanyxParalyzed!Reader
It was a peaceful spring day. Most of the small town was out and about their day like the one before. Everything was as it should be with the farmers in the field, the shopkeepers in the main streets… and you at the piano.
You were the only daughter of the wealthiest family in town. You lived in a mansion up on a hill with a long drive in the front and a garden in the back. You were around 8 and a usually well-behaved child. You had a staff of servants and maids to care for you, a few friends, but you hardly ever saw your parents since they were usually busy. Still, you made the best of it. You were a very bright artistic chi
GermanyxReader: Puppy Love by livewithout, literature
Literature
GermanyxReader: Puppy Love
In the middle of the night, you woke to the sound of aggravated barking, each yip and growl piercing the silence. The neighbourhood strays were fighting again, probably over a scrap bone or something. Beside you, Ludwig stirred, groaning quietly before letting out a string of curses in his native tongue.
"Vhat is zat?" he grumbled, turning towards you. In the dark, you couldn't see his face, but you could bet his sleepy expression was cute.
"Ah, you don't know." This was the first time he'd spent the night at your place. "Our neighbourhood has some stray dogs, and they're always messing around with each other."
The barking quieted, and the
Germany x Reader - Impatience by aranel753, literature
Literature
Germany x Reader - Impatience
“Consumed with what's to transpire” – Sex on fire, Kings of Leon
“Look, look, look!” She called tying to point at something, while tripping on a crack in the sidewalk. A silly smile took over her features as she closed her eyes, ready for a fall. “I can fly! …Ops.”
Ludwig passed his arms around her waist, bringing her closer and impeding that her face kissed the ground.
[f/n] giggled, pressing herself against his chest. He contained the impulse to let his hands wonder on her body, feeling more of her warmth.
“You’re no fun, Luddy.” She puffed her cheeks, in a fake pout.
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