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PrussiaxReader - Dirty Dishes Part2You were all alone in the campus art studio, putting the finishing touches on one of your end-of-semester assignments. You'd been up since around six a.m. trying to get it done before you had to turn it in to your professor.

The late afternoon sunshine filtered in through the tall, arched windows, painting everything in an ethereal, golden hue. You had your painting perched on an easel in front of you, with various pots and tubes of paint littering your work bench.

Your tongue stuck out in concentration as you dabbed more paint onto the colourful canvas, you didn't even register the door behind you opening and closing softly, nor the footfa

PrussiaxReader - Dirty Dishes Part3You swore it, one day you'd have him trained.

"GILBERT BEILSCHMIDT, YOU WILL NOT ESCAPE THIS TIME!"

You bolted down the dimly-lit hallway in pursuit of your runaway roommate/boyfriend, holding at least three dirty bathroom towels in your clenched fist.

"I already told you, _______! I'M TOO AWESOME FOR THOSE DAMN CHORES YOU WANT ME TO DO ALL THE TIME!"

Gilbert could only laugh – almost hysterically – as you skidded after him as he turned a sharp corner. You swore under your breath as you glared after the childish German.

Doubling your speed – he was uncharacteristically fast when he wanted to get out of something – you

PrussiaxReader - Dirty Dishes Part4The music blaring out of the various foot-high speakers dotted around the acoustics centre rendered you deaf to all other noise – not that you were paying attention to the outside world, anyway. You had been locked in this room for what felt like days, in your own little world as you mixed a new CD for your Music practical exam. Between majoring in both Art and Music, you barely had any time left to think these days!

They had said to make an entire CD featuring music that reflected your current emotional situation, so yours was full of heavy beats, big bass effects and a whole lot of fancy techno beats. The entire CD was completely devo

PrussiaxReader - Dirty Dishes Part5Blip, blip blip, blip, blip

The steady beeping of heart monitors roused your sedated brain to consciousness.

Blip, blip, blip, blip, blip

It felt as though your head was stuffed with cotton wool – everything was warm and fuzzy, and you felt sort of…disconnected from your own body. You couldn't feel anything, though your drug-pumped brain couldn't process why.

You slowly started to regain feeling in your limbs, and were alerted to a slight pressure building on your upper left arm. Keeping your eyes firmly shut, you listened to the whoosh of the blood-pressure machine as it deflated quietly.

As you silently took stock of the new

Prussiaxreader: Dance With Me REQUESTEDPrussiaxReader: Dance With Me (REQUESTED)

~~~~AUTHOR'S NOTE~~~~

This is my first time doing a request, so I hope the (totally awesome) requester likes it! ^ ^

******YOUR POV******

"Hey ______, is it true you're a dancer?"

"What kind of dancer are you? A Pole dancer? Haha, probably not, you aren't pretty enough!"

"Maybe you would be, if you wore make-up for a change!"

This was all painfully normal for you. You, ___________ __(last name)____, were a (ballet/tap/ballroom...whichever you prefer) dancer. This meant you were at the rock-bottom of the social hierarchy of your high-school. People insulted you so often you were starting to b

PrussiaXReader Bad BoyPrussiaXReader Bad Boy

Hai! I know that the name is misleading, but I hope you all like it~ Prussia and his awesomeness are here! Warning! Rated PG13 for cussing and Innaoropriate behaviour. I don't think there's enough to flag it, so don't get me in trouble! Don't like, don't read!!!

"Gil! Are... You listening to... G6? Oh awesome!"

"You know it fraü! I am the awesomest!"

"That's not a word Gil..."

"So?" You rolled your eyes and threw a dictionary from your backpack at him, getting contact with his head.

"Ow! ______, that hurt my awesome head! You need to kiss it to make it better~" That comment had got

PrussiaxReader: Hot Tea and Soup"Have a good day, ma'am." You snuffled. You handed the customer the bag with her books and the receipt in it. She took it gingerly and gave you a reluctant thanks. She walked away quickly, but you could still see her pull out a travel sized Germ-X from her purse.

You didn't blame her. It was cold and flu season and you were as sick as they came. You hadn't really wanted to come into work today, but you were a college student and in desperate need of money.

'Desperate times call for desperate measures,' You thought, trying to justify your actions. "But this really sucks." You mumbled to yourself as you pulled a tissue out of the box sitt

Chocolate PrussiaXReaderYou frowned at the Prussian male in front of you, eyes clearly stating the distress you were in. The male just smiled at you as he licked his lips. He held the last chocolate bar in the entire house in his hand and he knew you wanted it. You tried to snatch the delectable treat out of his hands but alas, you were too slow and the Prussian let out his famous laugh as the smile he wore turned into a smirk. You let out a low growl before slumping back in your chair, eyes not leaving the bar of chocolate. There was no way you were letting him have the last one, and you were going to make sure that you would get it, one way or another.

"There is

PrussiaxReader : Eye Drops"Ah! No! Get that shit of a liquid away from me!" You yelled as you were cornered by Prussia who was trying to pour a few drops of eye drops in your eyes. You turned your head from side to side to avoid it. You hated eye drops. Hated how they burned your eyes. Hated how they made it look like you cried, and you hated crying.

With his right hand, Prussia got hold of your face to try to hold it still "Come on! Its not that bad!" He lowered the eye drops to your eyes but you closed them tightly.

"Never!" You started to punch Prussia on his chest but it didn't seem to hurt him. You continuously laughed, finding it somewhat funny how determined

Just Relax :PrussiaXReader:Just Relax

You angrily kicked the door open and threw your car keys with a careless abandon onto the couch. Stomping over to the fridge, you yanked the door open and grabbed a can of Monster, taking a swig and slamming the can down on the counter. You knew you looked like a bat out of hell. It wasn't your fault that you had had such a crappy day! People at work were being so goddamn stupid with their idiotic questions, and you were pretty sure you were PMS-ing as well.

"Gah!" You threw your hands up in the air and ran them through your (h/c) hair. Pressing your head against the cool plaster of the wall, you sighed and said, "I just need a b

PrussiaxReader for animefan5228*Check yes Juliet, are you with me?
Rain is falling down on the sidewalk
I won't go until you come outside
Check yes Juliet, kill the limbo
I'll keep tossing rocks at your window
There's no turning back for us tonight*

It was a cloudy, rain-drenched dusk when Gilbert finally made it to the sidewalk beneath your first-floor window. He frowned when he saw your window closed – Ivan must have made you lock it before he and the rest of the Baltics went to bed. The silver-haired nation sighed nasally, glancing down at the soaked concrete under his black canvas sneakers. His eyes were drawn to the gravelly soil housing an old tree that ha

PrussiaxReader: I Hate You..."Gilbert!" You cried out in anger. The albino Prussian stole your backpack and was running down the hallways in laughter. You fumed angrily and chased him. This was definitely not how you wanted to spend your lunch break.

"Betcha can't catch the awesome me, slowpoke!" Gilbert's words infuriated you as you tried to run faster. You never were the best at P.E, but you could run fast.

"I'm going to shove a pipe down your throat!" You screamed after him. He looked over his shoulder with an amused face. That is, until you pummeled in to him with your fist joining the back of his neck.

"Give me back my bag!" Gilbert fell forward to the ground and

PrussiaxReader: To the RescueI swear when I find him, I'm going to kick him so hard, his ancestors will feel it! You thought angrily as you trudged through the deep forest. That stupid Frenchman! How could he just run off? You sighed as you push through the thick trees. Why couldn't I just say no?

***A few days earlier***

"Hey, _________" You look up from your work to see Prussia walking up. "Oh hey Prussia. What's up?" He looked at you like he wanted something, which made you very nervous. "Vell…" he started "I am currently at var with Austria and I need all ze help I can get. I would like you to join me, Spain and France." You look at him like he was crazy, whic

PrussiaxReader: Louder Than ThunderWhat would it take
for things to be quiet?
Quiet like the snow

_________________________________

Your ears covered. Your eyes shut. In a corner. The snow falls outside. This is what you were instructed to do.

There was a bloodcurling scream followed by a gunshot. Tears comming to your eyes. Another scream. Another shot.

There were people, bad, bad people in your home. Momma told you to go hide until you heard them leave. But momma and pappa...

Hours later, you were sure the bad people were gone. You picked yourself up and walked to your parents room. Your body shook. The door opened. A scene beheld your poor young eyes. Blood s

PrussiaxReader: Not YouPrussiaxReader-Not you

You walked into your first period class: math. Ugh, how you hate having it first thing in the morning. The only good thing about having this class is that you sat all the way in the back, next to the window and hardly got called on. Only down fall to the whole thing.

"Kesesesesese. The awesome Gilbert is here!" A annoying, yet familiar voice said. You cringed to yourself. 'Oh, why do I have to have all my classes with him?' You thought as you looked up to the ceiling. You where pulled out of your thoughts by a loud slam. You jumped and met your (e/c) orbs with crimson-red ones. "Oi, fraulein. What's up?" Gilbert asked

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by *LensReflex, Jan 2, 2012, 11:16:16 AM
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"But I hate chores!"

You just sighed and rolled your eyes, throwing a feather duster at Gilbert's head in annoyance. If he insisted on living with you, the least he could do was pitch in and help clean the place.

"I don't care!" you countered, dragging him back into the kitchen by the back of the albino's T-shirt. "You live here, you'll help keep it clean!"

"You can't force the awesome me to do such menial tasks!" Gilbert proclaimed, latching his legs around the leg of the table. "It's not epic enough!"

Growling, you dropped the pompous nation on his back and grabbed a dish cloth from the nearby sink, dumping it on his head. Spluttering, the silver-haired man ripped the offending piece of material off his face and spat out a mouthful of suds that had been clinging to it. Why you put up with him, you just couldn't figure out.

A sly plan wormed its way into your mind suddenly, and you smiled deviously, your back to your scowling room mate. You knew a way to get him to help with the chores of his own free will.

Turning on the kitchen tap, you let the warm water run into the sink and started idly scrubbing a few dirty dishes. You looked over your shoulder at Gilbert and said casually, "If you were really awesome, a few dirty dishes wouldn't be a problem for you."

At his outraged expression, you snickered to yourself and continued. "But if that's how it is..."

"I'm too awesome to be accused of not being awesome!" Gilbert exclaimed, gripping the dish cloth tightly in his hand and springing to his feet. He almost pushed you out of the way so he could get to the sink. "I'll show you how awesome I am! These dishes won't defeat me yet!"

Surprised at how well your plan had worked, you could only stand back and hold a hand over your mouth to try and keep your laughs hidden - Gilbert stood there with such a look of determination on his face as he scrubbed the dishes to the point of breaking, his arms up to the elbows in soapy water. When he stuck his tongue out concentration, you couldn't help a small giggle breaking free.

Gilbert snapped his red eyes from the dishes to your amused expression and scowled.

"You may have won this time, frau... BUT I STILL HATE CHORES!"

PrussiaxReader - Dirty Dishesby *LensReflex

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This was originally a journal entry, but I decided to upload it as a deviation as well to share it with more people

PRUSSIA IS AWESOME, NO MATTER HOW MANY DISHES HE HAS TO WASH TO PROVE IT!

<--- you'd better watch out, he's coming for your vital regions when he's done...

I don't own Prussia (unfortunately) or Hetalia

Hidekaz Himaruya does (lucky son of a ****)

**EDIT no.2

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~Cyndyrellah Sep 23, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Totally awesome!
Reader: I. Prussia:0
Hehe XD reader-chan rules XD

_{Did you know Prussia/Gilbert actually likes Cleaning? He likes it! Like Germany! There was also a game about him doing cleaning called... Prussia's dirty cleaning or something XD}

~Pichoochoo Jan 24, 2013 Hobbyist Digital Artist

Oh I know that game! And when he went to go clean Austria's house, he found underwear everywhere. Then he stole it then there was An Austria was pantsCreenshot with him pantless