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You were submitting your popular story onto DeviantArt as the German was sipping his beer, sitting across from you - reading at his newspaper.
"It's time to sleep, (Name). It's already eleven."
"Wait! Someone just gave me a feedback message on DeviantArt!"
"What is that?"
"DeviantArt, you ask?" You picked up his reading glasses, and put them on yourself, vision blurring and fading.
Ludwig only remained quiet, looking at you as if you were ridiculous.
"Well, it is a vast community with authors, artists, readers, and administrators who gather for one reason," you pause as Ludwig interrupt.
"What reason?"
"I was getting to that. We gather to share our works to majority of the community so they can see, and give feedback to our works, improving it." You took off his glasses, returning it to the original spot on the table.
Ludwig moved himself in front of your laptop as he scrolled up and down the page, as if he was searching the answers for something.
"It's quite an organized website, I like it."
"You should create an account, Luddy."
"N-Nein! No way am I doing that ridiculous thing..."
"But it's organize and you like it, right?" The German only nodded. "So just create an account!"
"J-Ja," Ludwig only blushed pink. "I'll think about it."
"Do it!" You pounced on him, hitting his chest.
"I said I'll think about it!"
"Do it, Ludwig!"
"I said I'll think about it already!" He said, pushing you off of him.
You leaned down to whisper in his ear,
"There are many beautiful artistic nude photos, and I remember seeing an BDSM one this morning."
The German was quiet after that.
"It's time to sleep, (Name). It's already eleven."
"Wait! Someone just gave me a feedback message on DeviantArt!"
"What is that?"
"DeviantArt, you ask?" You picked up his reading glasses, and put them on yourself, vision blurring and fading.
Ludwig only remained quiet, looking at you as if you were ridiculous.
"Well, it is a vast community with authors, artists, readers, and administrators who gather for one reason," you pause as Ludwig interrupt.
"What reason?"
"I was getting to that. We gather to share our works to majority of the community so they can see, and give feedback to our works, improving it." You took off his glasses, returning it to the original spot on the table.
Ludwig moved himself in front of your laptop as he scrolled up and down the page, as if he was searching the answers for something.
"It's quite an organized website, I like it."
"You should create an account, Luddy."
"N-Nein! No way am I doing that ridiculous thing..."
"But it's organize and you like it, right?" The German only nodded. "So just create an account!"
"J-Ja," Ludwig only blushed pink. "I'll think about it."
"Do it!" You pounced on him, hitting his chest.
"I said I'll think about it!"
"Do it, Ludwig!"
"I said I'll think about it already!" He said, pushing you off of him.
You leaned down to whisper in his ear,
"There are many beautiful artistic nude photos, and I remember seeing an BDSM one this morning."
The German was quiet after that.
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Jealousy: Germany x Reader
Germany watched silently as you tended to the scabbed knee of a crying Italy, his baby blue eyes narrowing slightly. "It's going to be okay, Italy," you said gently, rubbing medicine on to the wounded knee and placing a smiley-faced band-aide on top of it.
A soft smile curled your lips upward as Italy stopped crying, inspecting the now treated knee with wonder clear in his eyes. "See? All better now." You patted Italy’s shoulder and was instantly enveloped into a hug of gratitude, one you responded to after a moment of shock had passed.
Turning away from the sight, Germany clenched his hands into tight fists, his body nearly trembling
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Misplaced Jealousy GermanyxReader
Ludwig was suspicious. And in his mind he had every right to be.
Because his girlfriend, you, had been spending a lot of time with your mutual friend, Feli recently. Who is better known as the Northern part of the country Italy.
Normally, Ludwig wouldn’t find anything weird about you hanging out with the bubbly Italian. The two of you had been best friends longer than Ludwig had even known him; he’s how the two of you met after all. But recently you were spending more and more time with Feli. You’d even started turning down spending time with Ludwig to do stuff with Feli. And Ludwig was getting jealous.
Being the over thi
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GermanyxReader: Not Weak
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Groggily searching for the cellphone which was making so much commotion in your room, you sought to silence it. When you opened your tired (e/c) eyes up a bit, you realized that you had slept in and suddenly woke up in fully attention. The caller ID on your phone? Germany.
'Shit! He's probably gunna make me run twenty laps when I get there! Oh dear God! Save me!' Grabbing the phone with shaky hands, you half-expected yourself to pick up. But knowing that if you ignored the phone, you'd get a ten-hour lecture, you hit the green 'send' button. "H-hello...?"
What you expected was an angered German
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This was so fun so write as I space myself to write a Romano lemon. o3o
Tell me if Ludwig should have make a DeviantArt account!
N-Nein!
Authoress: They're voting!
Here... [link]
You (c)
Germany and Hetalia belongs to
Story (c) =HillsOfSilence
Comments are appreciated. <3
Tell me if Ludwig should have make a DeviantArt account!
N-Nein!
Authoress: They're voting!
Here... [link]
You (c)
Germany and Hetalia belongs to
Story (c) =HillsOfSilence
Comments are appreciated. <3
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make him well listen to s&m by rhianna and pls the actual music video i have the link here youtu.be/KdS6HFQ_LUc