Preen NuptialLovino had had some bad nights, but this one was by far, the worst. He had gone out at sunset knowing there was a bad storm coming, and his last-minute errand to get something he desperately needed had ended with him lying on the floor of his treehouse, a crumpled mess. The rough winds had battered his feathers, and they were still wet from the heavy rain. Lovino had tried to flap them dry, but he barely even had the energy to move anymore, much less shake the water from his damaged feathers. He panted, exhausted, as he tried to will himself to stand. At least his treasured item lay safely in the pouch tied to his belt. The storm hadn’t managed to take that from him. Finally, Lovino just closed his eyes and fell asleep in that very spot.The next time he woke up, it wasn’t any more pleasant. Before he knew it, his arm was being shaken, a worried voice yelling next to his ear.“LOVINO! Lovi, wake up!”The man on the floor groaned and elbowed the other away.
GermanyxReader PrimitiveYou were bored. Bored, bored, bored. There was nothing on TV, your laptop was all the way upstairs, and your friends were all out having fun without you. Suddenly your cell phone rang and you checked to see who it was; it was your bubbly Italian friend, Feliciano. He was always getting in trouble and usually relied on you or his best German friend, Ludwig to bail him out. You answered your phone."Hello Feli," you said into the mouthpiece."_______! _______! Hurry! You have-a to help! It's-a terrible!" he cried into the phone and you had to hold your phone away from your ear so your eardrum didn't explode."Calm down Feli. What's going on?""Me, Lovino, Ludwig, and-a Gilbert were all walking through the park when Lovino and-a Gilbert got into an argument. Gilbert was about to-a punch Lovino, but when he-a brought his-a hand back, his elbow rammed into Ludwig's head and he fell backwards. When he got back up, it was like he forgot who we all were. Then he-a screamed and tried to run awa
Mean!Germany x Stubborn!Reader Part 3I do NOT own HetaliaI do own this story though. Vhy von't she talk to me
ugh, vhy do I care? It vas obvious from zhe beginning that Gilbert vas vrong about her "feelings" for me. Vhy zhe hell did I somevhat believe zhat idiot? Anyvays, [first name] is just a spoiled bitch, so vhy should I care about her?
Ludwig thought angrily as he waited for Feliciano and Kiku at their usual table outside. Besides being pissed about Gilbert, he was also pissed at you. You knew that he hated punks. Ludwig was so confused. He knew (thought) you hated him, but he didn't know that you would become like that
he also knew you HATED that N word that you had called him. He also knew that you had German heritage (barely any) in your blood. Rubbing his forehead, he tried to shake off the strange feeling that was boiling in his gut (and it WASN'T the wursts he ate). Ludwig hadn't even realized that Feliciano and Kiku were already there. &
Something There That Wasn't There Before EpilogueEpilogue"Last one." You wiped the perspiration from your brow.Carefully, you had just finished packing the dishwasherwith all of the breakfast dishes, and now
You pressed the start button and phewed loudly."I think coffee sounds great right now
" you smiledand turned the coffee maker on. Wiping your hands onyour jeans, you hummed to yourself as you walked to theliving room, grinning widely as you reached down petting Aster."Hallo Aster
.ja, you're a good dog." Berlitz and the otherswere playing outside, which was a relief to you.Slowly, you reclined on the couch, eyes closing.Your fingers rubbed over your knuckles, pausing atthe band of gold metal and a diamond on it.Smiling, you went back to that special day,the day
when your German had proposed.~~~~~~~~~~"Oh the flowers along this walk are so pretty!Look at the lilies!" You had smiled, pulling oneto you so you could smell it.Germany had shaken his head smirking, "It's a flower, ____.Not someth
Injured!GermanyXNurse!Reader: 'Til I Awaken Ch. 6I dipped my shaking hands in the cool washtub, trying to remove the slimy, shiny, hot blood from them. My whole body shook like a leaf in a gale as I tried to process what had just happened. There was Elsie, calling to me from across the hall for more bandages. There was me grabbing the linen strips and rushing to her side. Then there was the soldier. His right arm was completely severed and gushing blood through what were once layers and layers of clean, white bandages and onto Elsie and two others nurses hands and arms. There was Elsie moving my hands to put pressure on the stump at his shoulder while she started to put a tourniquet on him. There was the blood, so much blood. There was the man chanting prayers under his breath, begging for God's forgiveness and mercy. There was the sound of Elsie's voice, telling me he was gone. There was the blankness in his eyes.
Sechste Sinn(GermanyXPsychicReader) IIIIt had been four days since you had found out you were an orphan. It had been four days since you found out your parents were actually your adoptive guardians. Andit had been four days since you had left your bedroom.The family doctor told your 'mom' that you was having a severe case of shock.But really, you didn't want to face your friends.They had overheard your 'mom' and you talk and ever since that, they've beenblowing up your phone with apologies.Another reason you were pretending to be too sick to go to school was because ofthe dreams. Every time you slept, your brain would replay a memory spent withyour real parents. It was great to remember the great people they were.And lastly, you didn't want to see Ludwig. You had taken a strong liking to thehot blonde and didn't want to make it any stronger. You had shoved the heartpendant far back in your closet to try to rid your memory of thoughts of him.But it never worked. You wanted him to cuddle you close and kiss you. Yo
Injured!GermanyXNurse!Reader: 'Til I Awaken Ch 7I tied off the bandage to his chest, glad that we had both gotten through the agony of cleaning his wounds again. I was pleased to see less blood on his bandages, and the scabs continue to overtake the open red gashes. Ludwig's jaw was still tight from the painful ordeal. This cleaning was just as bad for him as the last one; he'd gasped and groaned so much that I almost felt every jolt of his pain. "I'm all done now," I informed him. "It's over. You're not going to be in any more pain." I started lightly caressing his head, just looking at his face, still taught from pain. He started to relax as I stroked his hair. I could feel his muscles release and see the lines of his face soften.I ran my fingers through his smooth, blonde hair, letting the strands flow across them like water. I enjoyed the experience as much as he did. I could feel my worries fade away and m