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the-german-states.deviantart.c… ~ So if you ask them, they will write you Storys~ Just say who to write which kind of Story (like, "Hesse, I want you to write a Reader x Prussia Lemon!") ...Ohh I would love that Idea xD
Because every State who writes a Story/One-Shots puts his Comment in the Description 83 xD
OMG, PEOPLE. REQUEST. IT WILL BE HILARIOUS. xD
Because every State who writes a Story/One-Shots puts his Comment in the Description 83 xD
OMG, PEOPLE. REQUEST. IT WILL BE HILARIOUS. xD
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APH-GilbertXReader-Not Worth It! PT. 2
APH-GilbertXReader-Not Worth It! PT. 2
A/N: Ok, so I am continuing the story since I got some comments to continue it. And Note: there might be some smexy or lemony things to come in here or future chapters, so if you don't like those things, than don't read it. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!XD
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Previously In last Chapter: Without even thinking, he got off his bike and raced over to the ledge, his mind screaming your name over and over. His worst fears were realized, as he looked over and saw your crumpled body, lying in a heap on the ground. His crimson eyes widen in horror, as his
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-* Summerime / BTTxReader / Chapter 4*-
Another normal day you're living through, with the whole entire mansion in an awkward silence. Gilbert had gone out somewhere to meet up with his other buddies, Alfred and Matthias. France had also gone out doing god-knows-what. As for Antonio, he said that he was going to visit Romano, which they haven't seen each other for a while.
Meanwhile, you decided to stay at the mansion reading [fave book], and for the past few hours, you've already went through at least 3-4 chapters into the book. The feeling of boredom slowly started to get to the best of your reading. Sighing in defeat, you bookmarked your current page and closed the novel, settl
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2am. Prussia x Reader
About two o'clock in the morning, the sound of someone fumbling through your front door could be heard in every part of the house. A split second after you heard the door slam shut, you heard something drop to the ground, followed by Prussia's, angry, slurred voice. “Dang it, why is there a stinking broom right here by the door? God, I swear someone's trying to kill me tonight.”
Normally when Prussia came home late, you rolled over and went back to sleep. Tonight, however, you could tell something was off. Following your instinct, you forced yourself out of bed and hazily made your way towards the kitchen. T
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