PrussiaxReader for vampsandghostsA flurry of chaos broke through the still morning air voices shouting, guns firing, people screaming. You gritted your teeth and ran faster, pushing your body to the limits. Gilbert ran at full tilt right behind you as the two of your ducked and weaved through maze-like corridors and hails of biting bullets.The year was 1946 the year after the Second World War had ended, and the year of the Nuremburg Trials.You skidded around a corner and saw the exit to the military complex in leaping distance, but ducked out of sight as more uniformed guards burst through the door with rifles ready in their hands. You grimaced and cursed u
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
PrussiaxReaderxEngland for carlslover"Look Gil, it's not working."Your soon-to-be-ex-boyfriend gave you a questioning look, his expression confused. "What are you talking about?"You sighed, running a hand over your face and mentally preparing yourself for what you were about to do. It was for the best the both of you would be better off when it was done."Gil, I'm not going to give you the whole 'it's-not-you-it's-me' speech, because that's not how it is," you leaned back against the arm of the couch you were sitting on. It was breaking your heart to see him so confused, but it was something that had to be done. "I've seen the way you look at Elizabeta-""______," h
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 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
Germany x Reader: It's not goodbyeIt was the dead of night, and you sat at your window, staring out over the darkened streets. Moths fluttered around the yellowed street lamps, and not a soul was in sight. You sighed. You would be leaving all of this soon.There was a knock on your door. Jumping off the window seat, you made your way over to the front door of your apartment and opened it. Ludwig stood outside, his hands in the pockets of his cargo pants."Hey," he smiled softly at you. He knew you were going. He didn't want you to leave, but there was nothing he could say that would change your mind. The least he could do was come to say his last goodbyes."Hey," you retur
Is this the place where you can watch the whales from the beach?