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You pounced on the German as he pushed you off him.
"Lud, Lud, Lud, Lud, Lud..." Ludwig ignored your constant call. "Ludwig Beilschmidt!"
"What do you want?" His tone held a bit of irritation.
"I have something to tell you."
"What?"
"Take off your glasses."
He obeyed, putting them on the table.
"What now, (Name)?"
"I have something to tell you."
"You said that already."
"I'm pregnant."
"Was!?" The strict German stood up, looking at you with his furious blue eyes. "Who's baby!?"
"Uh, yours maybe?"
"Maybe?"
The German continued to question you as he saw you walk into the kitchen, holding a pint of ice cream.
"Ice cream!? You're pregnant!"
"Oh relax, Luddy."
"You're telling me to relax!?"
The German plopped down on a seat again, holding his palm to his face. You placed a hand on his shoulder. "What now!?"
"Happy April's Fool, Ludwig!"
"You think that's funny!?"
"I'm sorry!" You ran to your room, with Ludwig trailing behind you.
"Come back here! Pay for what you did!"
"Never!"
"Lud, Lud, Lud, Lud, Lud..." Ludwig ignored your constant call. "Ludwig Beilschmidt!"
"What do you want?" His tone held a bit of irritation.
"I have something to tell you."
"What?"
"Take off your glasses."
He obeyed, putting them on the table.
"What now, (Name)?"
"I have something to tell you."
"You said that already."
"I'm pregnant."
"Was!?" The strict German stood up, looking at you with his furious blue eyes. "Who's baby!?"
"Uh, yours maybe?"
"Maybe?"
The German continued to question you as he saw you walk into the kitchen, holding a pint of ice cream.
"Ice cream!? You're pregnant!"
"Oh relax, Luddy."
"You're telling me to relax!?"
The German plopped down on a seat again, holding his palm to his face. You placed a hand on his shoulder. "What now!?"
"Happy April's Fool, Ludwig!"
"You think that's funny!?"
"I'm sorry!" You ran to your room, with Ludwig trailing behind you.
"Come back here! Pay for what you did!"
"Never!"
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Pregnant! Reader x Germany
"Pink."
"Yellow."
"Pink."
"Yellow."
"Yellow is the color of pee. Pink."
"Pink is zhe color of France's undervear. Yellow."
"Yellow is the color of freaking rotton milk. Pink is more girly."
"Who ever said I vant a freaking girly child? Yellow is better, if not camo."
"It IS a girl, Ludwig, not another one of your soldiers. Pink, d*mn it."
"She's mein daughter, frau, and I say yellow."
"She's my daughter too! Pink!!"
"Nein! Yellow!"
"PINK!!!"
"YELLOW!!!!"
"Eer, excuse me. . ?" A worker intervened, shaking in fear at the scary looked both you and your husband Ludwig had on your faces. You glared at him, (e/c) eyes glinting dangerously before m
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Germany X Reader: Asthma ~ Part 1
Just
a little
longer!
Your chest heaved as your entire body strained to push out the final two laps. You felt like your side was splitting open, and your heart was racing a mile a minute (which was faster then your running, to say the least!)
You'd never been a very athletic person; mainly because your lungs would occasionally stop functioning. (Asthma, wouldn't you know?) Your friends had tried to get you to play sports, but you'd always opted out. Mandatory exercise was horrible, and gym class had been like taking a dagger to the gut.
Why then, had you signed up for an intense training camp, which lasted not one period, but a
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Prussia x Pregnant!Reader. It might be yours?
"Come on, come on...!" You paced the length of the room impatiently. How long could three minutes be?! You checked the white stick for the fourth time in the last thirty seconds. Nothing yet. "Oh my..." You fell back onto the couch with a groan, hiding your face in your hands. You stared at the stick, watching it. Then you put it down, closing your eyes and leaning your head back.
Now you weren't sure if you wanted to know or not. You had to know, but you didn't know if you wanted to. Slowly, you lifted the pregnancy test again and peeked through your eyelashes at it.
"Oh, shit..." You groaned, throwing it on the floor. Positive. "Ffff
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Lolololol this is oneof the best fanfics I have ever read for my birthday *April 1 bab here*