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This was going to be the best girl's night ever!....At least it was supposed to be, but noooooooo; here you were, at a club, drinking your fourth (preferred beverage)…all alone. You sigh as you finish the last of your drink, ordering another one. Before you take a sip, however, something hard bumps into you, making you spill some of your drink.

"Hey, watch it."

"Kesesese~, sorry frau, hic." Wait a minute, you recognized that obnoxious laugh!

"Prussia? What are you doing here?" Well, at least you weren't alone now.

"Oh hey (Name)! Funny, hic, running into you here." He slings

Ludwig x Reader-Just One DrinkLudwig x Reader
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Just one Drink

Sargent Beilschmidt marched through the aisles of soldiers and inspected them head to toe.

"Vargas! There is a stain on your uniform! Give me five laps!" Sargent Beilschmidt ordered the auburn haired italian man.

"Bastard..." the soldier cursed under his breath.

"Talking back is unacceptable! One more crack like that and I'll have you kicked out of this division at the drop of a pin! Is that understood, maggot?"

"Yes sir." The Italian mumbled.

"I did not hear you, maggot!"

"Sir, yes sir!"

"Five laps starting now, private!" The soldier rolled his eyes as he turned and started hi

Germany x Reader - Ten Steps - Part 4"Speak to her? But I already-"
Gilbert scoffed, interrupting his younger brother. "When we say talk, we don't mean "Oh, hey [Name], nice weather, isn't it?" – We mean actually talk!"
"Vee~" Feliciano decided now would be a good time to step in and help his confused friend. "What he means is that you should speak to her like you speak to us!"
Ludwig was even more confused than before. "But, what do you mean just-"
"You can't speak to her about your DVD collection, though. Heck, that'd probably put her off..."
"Bruder!" was all that Ludwig could exclaim.
"Well, if she is your friend, and we are your friends, then just talk to her lik

Germany x Reader - Ten Steps - Part 1Ludwig glanced nervously towards his brother and closest friend, before looking back towards who would become "the main goal of tonight", as his brother put it. Loosening the knot of his tie, slightly, he made his way towards the girl who was laughing with abandon, the girl whose eyes were sparkling with laughter, the girl whose mere gesture could make his heart feel all funny...
...he really had been around Feliciano too much, he concluded.

Clearing his throat in preparation for his introduction to [Name], he was caught completely off guard when she turned around, the smile on her face growing wider when she saw him.
"Ludwig!" She exclaim

Germany x Reader - Ten Steps - Part 3"I'm really glad you showed up, Ludwig!" [Name] said, laughing, as she came up to Ludwig. Ludwig felt compelled to return at least half a smile – she looked such a sight, in a formal cut dress, that just went to below her knees. Ludwig tried his hardest not to gaze at her legs, and succeeded…mostly.
"It's for a good cause, after all." He replied politely, as he shook her hand.
"Oh, that's right!" She exclaimed, all of a sudden. "We did meet at a pet store, so I wanted to ask...do you have any pets?"

He nodded, in reply. "Three dogs."
"Three dogs?" Her eyes seemed to light up with joy. "What are their names?"
"Uh...Blackie, Berl

GermanyxReader RequestGermanyxReader: Request for- ~nocoloverfan
By: ~HetaliaGirl98

You were just an ordinary new country. You were a very small country, but you were very strong, and nice.

Since you were so strong, The Axis and the Allies were arguing on which side you were going to be on. You were close friends with Germany so you were planning on joining the Axis.

Whenever you would be hanging out with the Axis, The Allies, Especially England and Russia, would glare at you as if they were going to kill you. You've heard some bad rumors about England and Russia. The worst ones were about Russia. Germany always told you to stay away from the Allies, so you

APH- GermanyxReader- Military Present"You promise to come back safe, right?"

"Ja ja, I promise."

This continues to scho in your mind, leaning you head against Gilbert's shoulder, snow falling from outside. You clasp in your right palm the most recent letter you had gotten from Ludwig since he went with the German military into a harsh battle; the letter had come a month ago. Ludwig never forgot to send you letters.

Ever.

"______________?"

You turn, opening your ________ eyes to look into the Prussian's hurting red ones. "Yes Gilbert?" You softly whisper, swallowing back your raw emotions.

"I know how much zis hurts, but please try and be happy for ze holidays. Christmas is

Germany x Reader - Ten Steps - Part 2"Look Good."
Ludwig looked at the list in his hand. What would it mean to "look good", anyway? Would it involve him wearing what he usually left aside for special occasions, or-
"Ciao, Ludwig!" He heard an all-too familiar voice, making him jump. Slowly turning towards the doorway of his bedroom, he was met with the sight of a hyper-active Italian.
NOT a good thing.

"Gilbert sent me to help you with the next thing on your list!" He chirped. Ludwig felt his headache coming back, stronger than ever.

~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Ludwig winced, but he still remained silent. "The quieter I am, the less interruptions there will be, and the

GermanyxReader : Baking CakesYou opened the door leading to Germany's room, popping your head in. "Ludwig?" You saw the German man sitting on his bed, reading a rather thick book.

He quickly closed the book and shoved it under his pillow. "H-haven't you ever heard of knocking!?"

You raised an eyebrow at him. "What were you reading?"

"N-nothing!"

You rolled your eyes. "Its okay if you were reading your porn books, Ludwig, I don't mind, I'm sure every man does it."

Germany blushed like mad from embarrassment. "N-no! It's not that!"

You frowned. "Than what is it?"

"Nothing at all!"

You walked over to his bed and reached for under his pillow until he tried pushing yo

Germany X Reader: My TripGermany X Reader: My trip

You all ways wanted Germany to notice you and Be proud of you...... But he mostly talks to Italy. Even when you live with the Axis and Germany still doesn't talk to you a lot, You only live with them because Japan is you best friend. You are a country like the others and you all ways wonder how you two met.

~World meeting - Hallway~

"Ah, ____________-San. Its so good to see you again"

You gave him a hug "Its good to see you too, Japan!"

He let go of you and smiled "So your joining our side, Right?"

You nodded "Of course I am! I cant go vs my friend. That just mean!"

"HEY JAPAN!" You both turn to see an Italian

APH- GermanyxReader- A home"________! You cannot just leave here! Where will you go!" Arthur shouted, brow furrowed as he watched you hold your suitcase in your right hand and opening the door with your left.

You were a small nation that was only recently found out and Arthur had been helping you out but after a while he began treating you like property and you were sick of it! In your mind, anywhere was better than spending one more day in the stuffy and stuck up nation of England.

"See if I care!" You replied in a harsh tone as you walked out of the door and slammed it on your way out. A frustrated mind wouldn't help now that you had nowhere to go but it just didn'

Germany x Reader - Ten Steps - Part 5The meetings at the pub had become more frequent, and Ludwig and [Name] seemed to be getting closer. Even Gilbert seemed to concur that.
"Which step are you on, Ludwig?" He asked, all of a sudden, over breakfast.
"Step? I don't know what-"
"The Ten Steps."
"Ah." Ludwig gulped. "Ahh...five, I think."
"Gilbert laughed in his usual, raucous manner. "Man, if I were you, I'd totally ask her out, now! I'd bring her back home, cook for her, and then maybe-"
"Danke, but I think I shall stick to the plan." Ludwig hastily interrupted his brother. He couldn't think of doing that to [Name]...
"And that's why you're my little bruder." Gilbert chuck

GermanyxReader: Rain You are sitting in a living room, tears rolling down your eyes. Your close friend Gilbert is holding you close to him and rubbing your back.

"I warned you. He's always been a jerk," He said, trying to comfort you.

"B-but," You protest,"He said he loved me." You let yourself cry out again.

Gilbert sighed and pulled you closer,"Antonio has always been prone to this. He's cheated on his girlfriends before."

You don't have an ounce of energy to say anymore. You just cry out, grabbing onto Gilbert's shirt.

Antonio was the first guy you ever dated and when your back was turned, he went to make out with another girl. You knew Gilber

Germany x Reader - Ten Steps - PrologueLudwig looked at the list in disbelief. "This...I can't do this!"
"Do you want the girl, or not?" Gilbert replied, almost instantaneously.
"...Ja."He replied, after a pause. "But...are you sure that this will work?"
Gilbert laughed. "Oh, don'tcha worry, West! Feliciano and I spent ages on this list! It's foolproof!" Ludwig bit back his comment about how this list was made by people whom he could consider 'fools' just in time.
Involuntarily clearing his throat, he looked at the list that he was holding. His brother's messy handwriting was scrawled all over a page, and there seemed to be...doodles made by Feliciano all around the edge of t

GermanyxReader: Bless the Broken RoadGermanyxReader: Bless the Broken Road

I set out on a narrow way many years ago
Hoping I would find true love along the broken road
But I got lost a time or two
Wiped my brow and kept pushing through
I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you

~~~*~~~*~~~

Yet another heartbreak. You walked down the street, you had just broken up with your now ex-boyfriend Alfred. You thought that the two of you would be perfect for each other. "I guess me and Alfred just weren't meant to be." You thought sighing. You quietly entered your house and plopped down on the couch. "Why do all of my relationships have to end in heartbreak?" you wonder

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GermanyxReader - Don't Expect Anything

by *what-the-crapola, Nov 10, 2011, 1:14:11 PM
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You could feel the heat radiating off your cheeks, as you tried to keep up with the beat of the song that you were listening to. Your breath came out in short, heavy pants, but you still pushed yourself, tried to keep on going.
Because, if you didn't, you knew-
"[Name]! Don't slack! Keep on going!"

Yes. THAT would happen.

You turned around to see your German boyfriend jogging right behind you.
W-wait...wasn't he JUST in front of me? And why is he JOGGING, yet...faster than me?

Not being able to form coherent sentences, you just nodded.
"Just one more lap." He called, as he ran past, ignoring the baleful glares that you sent him behind his back.
Your eyes trailed him, following him across the track, until he came to a stop. Grabbing the nearest bottle of water, he drunk some and then poured some on to his face. The hair that he meticulously kept slicked back was falling on his face now, and you gritted your teeth.

Glancing quickly behind you, you noticed Kiku prodding Feliciano to keep on running. You sometimes wondered why you even trained with Ludwig. Sure, he was your boyfriend and all...but this sort of training was absolutely not worth it!
The way of training, that is. Not your relationship with Ludwig.

Almost half the track lay in front of you, but you just couldn't take it any longer. Slowing down to a walk, you breathed deeply, trying to regain you breath. You noticed Ludwig up ahead, as he used the hem of his shirt to wipe the sweat off his face, giving you a glimpse of his perfect six-pack in the process.

Why did he have to be so damn perfect?

By now, regaining your breath, as you walked up behind him, Ludwig turned around, and observed you, walking up like you were out on an evening stroll.
"[Name]..." he started. "...did you run the last lap?"
"Nope." You replied, smiling. It was time to make him as mad as he'd been making you for the last few minutes.
He sighed, and ran his hand through this hair in a vain effort to slick it back. "[Name]...I thought I'd told you this – if you don't listen to me, then how can I set an example for the rest?"
You shrugged. "Damn, Ludwig, I swear I'm like, half-dead!"
"Well, next time, two extra laps." He replied, becoming serious all of a sudden. You could hear Feliciano whining from behind you, and Kiku muttering something.
Oh, so this was the case...

Waiting till you were sure that Kiku and Feliciano were within hearing range, you exclaimed as loudly as you could, and then walked off.

"Ludwig - just you be expecting anything from me tonight!"

Cue a confused Italian, a surprised Japanese and a very embarrassed German.

GermanyxReader - Don't Expect Anythingby *what-the-crapola

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I swear, my mum's like, a slave driver in the gym
What would Ludwig be like? Dx

I told myself that I wouldn't write anything until atleast got Good Things Don't Last Forever finished, but...I really can't keep my word
Something short, and...well, funny, I hope. :S

EDIT: LOLWHUT. I need a Beta Reader. I can never read my own writing, until, like, a few hours after I've finished. So many freaking syntax and grammar errors
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Hell motherfucking yes! Tell that bitch off!

~A-Lovely-Anxiety Aug 31, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

_{Ohhhh I love this! It's hilarious! I actually just went through and read a lot of your stuff-- really amazing!

I know this is late but are you still looking for an editor/beta?}

~Orion-Pax-117 Aug 16, 2012 Hobbyist Artist

Pffffffffffftahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The last part made my day!!!!

~boo2466 Jul 12, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

That is someting I would say. Lol. Girls got some guts! xD

~Angelgem Feb 29, 2012

lol
that last line i think blew germanys brains to hell

*what-the-crapola Feb 29, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

It probably did xD

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I would totally say that!

Star, nny, this is epic!

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