Finnish Princess (SuFin)
It was exactly six days until Valentine’s Day, and Berwald was working hard in the back of his little shop. It had only been about a year since he had married, and he couldn't have been happier. He loved his wife, even if he didn’t get to see the Finnish man very often; Berwald was always working on projects and commissions. He felt bad about it, but there was nothing to do if he was to support the two of them.
As a result, he decided to do something special for the smaller man for Valentine’s Day. He remembered Tino telling him about how, when he was little, he’d always wanted to ride a deer-drawn sleigh. He’d recall it as a cute memory, of wanting to be a little snow-princess in the cold of Finland. Berwald decided it was time to make his dream a reality.
The Swede had been putting together a sleigh over the past months, just big enough to fit the two of them, and he was
Hetaloid! Germany X Reader Final
"No! Send him back or something!"
"You can't possibly-"
"Yes, I can possibly, and I will possibly! He can't stay here!"
"Well he is going to stay here, so get over it!" As predicted, your brother wasn't very happy when you told him that you had just received a German hetaloid that you planned on keeping. He questioned you the minute you walked in, and it quickly turned into a fight. You started at him with a red face before turning on your heel, storming up the stairs, and slamming and locking the door to your room.
You leaned against your door and slid down until you were on the floor. Well, that couldn't have gone any worse. you thought, sighing. You knew you'd have to leave the room and face both of the guys eventually, but a girl could always dream, right? Great. Just great. Best. Birthday. Ever.
You went to your
xx~Ways To Ask Them~xx (Germania X Reader)
Germania X Reader
1: Do it through their friends
He paced near the small cafe. Why was he so nervous? He didn't even have to talk to her! All he had to do was walk through that door, hand the note to her friend, and ask her to pass it on. Why was it so hard to do that?
He swallowed his nervousness, walking toward the building with the folded piece of paper in his hand. You can do this. He pushed the door open, looking around until he was a semi-familiar face at the counter. ____(y/n)'s friend, ____(f/n).
"Entschuldigung, ma'am." he said, tapping the counter in front of her. She looked up and giggled, probably because he was blushing bright red. Kill. Me. Now. "I-uh...____(y/n), the-um-note-" He couldn't take it anymore. He shoved the note into her hands and got out of there. I'm such a coward...
2: Leave hints near/around them
Obviously, he wasn't going to make the first m
Life in Seventh Period "Maybe if you were a bit nicer-"
"But I don't wanna change." The girl didn't want to hear any more. She was tired of people asking her, implying that she should change. Why couldn't she just be her, without any interruption or judgement. How much longer could she take it?
"I always stand up for you but-"
"I don't need you to stand up for me. I can fight my own battles." Why didn't anyone believe her? Did she really seem so weak, so frail? She'd show them; oh, one day, she would show them just how strong she was. They'd regret ever treating her as they did, crushing her like a lowly cockroach. But for now, she'd play the freak, the outcast, the martyr. One day, they'd see.
Hetaloid! Germany X Reader Pt.3
It had only been about half an hour, and your Hetaloid was almost finished with everything you’d asked him to do (moving his crate and ‘accessories’, cleaning the kitchen counters, making you lunch, you know, the works). You still didn’t know what you were going to say when ____(b/n) got home. How do you explain that someone you know from an online website decided to send you an android based off of your favorite fictional character for your birthday?
You sighed. There was no use over-thinking it. It couldn’t be that hard could it? Just explain to him what was going on. Yeah, a lot easier said than done. You stared at the television, noticing that ____(f/s) had probably been over for the past few minutes. You grabbed the remote and began channel surfing, looking for something to watch. You settled on a cheesy romance movie, knowing it’d probably entertain you while you waited for Ludwig to come back in. Yo