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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

PrussiaxReader: Never let me down again

Never let me down again

You sigh, standing in front of a door. You felt unsure about this, but you had to do it. You put a letter on the door mat, rang the door bell and ran away before anyone could answer.
„Einen Augenblick bitte!*", said a tall man before opening the door. „Was ist das?*", he mumbled to himself while picking up the envelope. He turned it around to see for whom is it addressed to. "Gilbert! Es gibt ein Brief für dich.*" he said across the hallway. An albino man quickly snatched it from his brother. Gilbert thought that no one sends these. He doesn't find it awesome at all because it's the age of computers a

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

APH Prussia x Reader - The Awesome Mystery ManAPH PrussiaxReader: The Awesome Mystery Man
Written By: ~This-Is-Pointless

You were heading over to the local cafe to see your good friend, Arthur Kirkland, perform a few songs. Arthur was an aspiring musician - an extremely talented one at that. Arthur could play several different instruments, including the bass guitar and electric guitar. He also had a naturally beautiful voice, he didn't need any of that auto tune stuff most musicians these days use.

Every once in a while Arthur would perform some songs he had composed at the cafe - a very popular place in your small little town, and you would always try to make it to each show to

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

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

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

Prussia x Reader: Memories Of course the man couldn’t forget her.
He remembered all too well what had happened. But, he would rather relive the better recollections of her.
She stood atop the rock, at the edge of the cliff where they would always meet. The strongest memory he had of her, staring up at the night summer sky, her beautiful eyes wide open, full of wonder. The zephyr made her hair wave, shimmering with the moon’s soft light.
The sky, layered with dark blues and deep purples, was lit up by a large scattering of stars. A little wisp of cloud was passing across the moon. It was almost never as striking as it was at that moment.
The grass he was sitting on was immaculate and green, a few flowers dotted around in a seemingly random pattern. There was a flower right next to her boots, the same hue of cerise as her ruffled skirt, that was becoming more so than it already was, courtesy of the breeze.
Th

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 counte

Gilbert x Reader - You're Awesome"Kesesesese, I'm so awesome!" Gilbert laughed as he watched the stone he just threw hit some unsuspecting person at a far distance. The silver-haired man clutched his stomach as he started laughing much more hysterically when his target looked around confused, wondering where the hell that rock came from.

"Ahhh, that was awesome," Gilbert commented once he had calmed down.

You were sitting under the shade of a huge tree, reading a book. You sighed and flipped the page while dryly replying to the man standing beside you, "Yes it was."

Gilbert glanced down at you with a disapproving look at how you didn't even look at what he did. It saddene

Sweet Songbird: Part 1 (PrussiaxReader)Sweet Songbird: Part 1
PrussiaxReader
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You stumbled down the street slowly, flinching at every noise you heard. Your once bright (e/c) eyes had dulled from lack of sleep and were red-rimmed from regular tears. (H/c) locks were oily and breaking near the ends, having not been brushed or washed for weeks. Passing by the old park you and your father used to play in when you were young, you wobbled your way to a bench and collapsed heavily. Hoping for a few hours of sleep on the stiff wooden bench you made sure that you were away from the main path and playground. Without even the smallest shift in your position, you s

Prussia x Reader - Awesomer Than YouPrussia x Reader –Awesomer Than You

~*~*~*~5 months ago~*~*~*~

______ stood at the front of the class, seemingly at ease as she studied the many faces turned toward her.

'Everyone, this is our newest addition to the class. Miss, ah…' The teacher peered down at the name scrawled on the piece of paper. 'Miss ______ _______.' The teacher surveyed ______ over the rims of the glasses perched on the end of a long nose. 'You may sit wherever you can find a seat, Miss _______.'

______ quickly glanced round the classroom again, spotting a seat and darting toward it, sitting down with a quiet sigh of relief. Nobody likes to be standing

PrussiaXReader Somebody that I Used To Know

Prussia X Reader

Somebody That I Used To Know.

Flashback – Teutonic Knights.

"Gilly?" The small albino boy's head popped up at the sound of your voice.

"Yes (NAME)?" He answered nodding for you to continue.

"Will we be together always?"

"Of course (NAME)! You're the only one as awesome as me! On the Teutonic Knights I swear to be with you always!" You quickly hugged Gilbert pushing him into the soft green grass of the meadow.

"I promise the same. Thank you Gilbert, always." You whispered to him, even though there was not a moving soul for miles it was something that was meant for his ears only.

Present

Your helper tightened the

Awkward (PrussiaxReader)"(Nickname)! Oi, (Nickname)!" You turned around to the Prussian.

"What?" He looked at his feet and muttered something.

"Gil, I can't hear you. Speak louder please?"

"I said, do you want to hang out with me?!" You shrugged.

"Sure, why not?" He smirked and did a mini celebration.

"Okay, how about tomorrow afternoon?" Gilbert handed you a piece of paper and ran off cheering loudly.

"Gilbert! Wait, I don't have a car yet!!!" You sighed and smiled. You'll get to your best friend's house somehow.

~Time Skip~
You knocked on the door. "Hey, Gil! It's hot outside, let me in!" The door swung open revealing a flustered-looking Gilbert.

"Hi, (Ni

PrussiaxReader I'll change my whole life for you"Well maybe if you werent doing such stupid things with your stupid friends, you wouldn't have gotten arrested AGAIN," You yelled, throwing a beer mug in the direction of your Prussian boyfriend. He dodged it with ease and chuckled darkly as the mug shattered against the wall.
"I can do what I want, people should respect the awesomeness that is me, frau," he growled, trying to get closer to you to make you stop yelling "And if you don't shut up, the neighbors will call the cops on the awesome me and you'll have to bail me out again."
"That's all it is with you! 'awesome' this or 'unawesome' that. It's getting on my very last nerve! I've alr

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by ~sexyanimelover, Sep 25, 2012, 9:20:28 PM
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    He couldn't let go. Even if he wanted to. He wished you were there, right beside him.

Though in a way, he didn't want you to be. How could he cry about something that is right there, making him happy? You couldn't. No one could.

                    Too many tears had been shed for his liking.
He didn't want you gone. But nothing could change that. Fate is cruel.

                      Death is selfish, but so is Gilbert.

"Why?! Why do you have to be so cruel?! Why did you have to leave?!" He screamed, finishing another bottle of beer. The twenty-fifth one tonight to be exact.

He was drowning himself in self pity and beer. 'This is stupid..I am stupid,' he thought to himself.

                    "Gott! Why did you take her away from me?!" he yelled to the heavens.
He threw his bottle at the wall, shattering the brown glass all over the house. He huffed, trying hard to regain his "awesome" composer as he heard a knock at the door.

He groaned. Opening the door, he found his brother, looking at his older Prussian brother with worried eyes.

"Bruder...Vhat are jou doing here?" he asked, a little surprised. No one had visited him since what happened.

"Jou look terrible, Gilbert..." the younger, blonde brother said, stepping inside. Gilbert shut the door and walked into the kitchen, grabbing another beer from the fridge.

"Don't jou zhink I know zhat?!" he half heartedly yelled. The German flinched.

"I-I'm sorry about what happened..." Ludwig trailed off.

Gilbert let out a choked sound in reply, hot tears streaming down his face, he collapsed to the ground on his knees. "Why did she have to leave?" he mumbled to his brother. "Why'd she have to leave? She didn't deserve to..To..." He didn't even want to say it.

He sobbed out his feelings, he hadn't cried since it happened, today was the day he would finally let go...

                 Letting go. He finally did it. Saying those two dreadful words....

                                       Good bye.

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I have nothing to say about this.

I fail at life...

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You belong to whoever you'd like.

Edit: 9/26/12 Wow....261 views, and 23 favorites? You guys are awesome. You bring awesome tears to my awesome eyes with your awesome love to my awesome story. Heehee. I love ya all~

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=kalliatkuan Sep 26, 2012 Student General Artist

Aww, this is so depressing.

But very well written!

~sexyanimelover Sep 26, 2012 Hobbyist Artist

Why thank you so much~

=WhatAFunnyRainbow Sep 26, 2012

I cried. Thanks, you cleared my eyes <3

~sexyanimelover Sep 26, 2012 Hobbyist Artist

Aww, sorry for making you cry! Here's a tissue:

=WhatAFunnyRainbow Sep 27, 2012

Thank you~

~tamomolove Sep 26, 2012

No words can describe how sad this made me.Well written,good job.

~sexyanimelover Sep 26, 2012 Hobbyist Artist

Thank you so much! You don't know how great you made me feel to read that comment.

I wrote this in like twenty minutes at like 9:00 right before bed. I thought I failed so much at writing this..But people seem to like it!

~tamomolove Sep 27, 2012

It is a *coughs* as prussia would put it "AWESOME PEACE OF AWESOMENESS!!!"

~sexyanimelover Sep 27, 2012 Hobbyist Artist

Thank yuo sososo much~ That means a lot to me!

~tamomolove Sep 27, 2012

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