"You really are an imbecile, aren't you?" She glared daggers at a robust someone. "A Jesus figure!? You think the Judge is a Jesus figure? How did you come up with that stupendous idea?"
He haughtily, and in an equally balanced ferocious tone bellowed, "He has his 'disciples' as well as his miracle, or have you forgotten the urine as gunpowder incident?"
"How can a man who unjustifiably slaughters and rapes children be considered a JESUS FIGURE!?!"
"HOW CAN A PUNY LITTLE COUNTRY LIKE YOU EVEN BEGIN TO UNDERSTAND McCARTHY!?"
"YOU BIG STUPID- WHY I OUGHT TO THROTTLE YOU!"
"I'D LOVE TO SEE YOU TRY TINY TIM!"
Puppy Love [GermanyxReader] by munchymunchie, literature
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Puppy Love [GermanyxReader]
{Requested}
Puppy Love [Germany x Reader]
Ludwig and I were next door neighbors our who school lives. Our parents met at each others houses every Sunday, bringing one of us to play with the other.
We would play in the sprinklers together in the summer, kick my older brother's soccer ball around in the fall (I loved the sound of the fallen leaves crunching underneath the black and white ball), and make snow forts in the winter.
In 3rd grade he admitted he thought I was the prettiest girl he'd ever seen and he gave me a bright blue cornflower once I agreed to be his girlfriend. We started holding hands and he left little kisses on the back o
A Day Off - Germany x Reader by GalacticCake, literature
Literature
A Day Off - Germany x Reader
A Day Off - Germany x Reader
“Okay, this was the last one. It’s enough!” You said, opening the water bottle, and drinking from it.
“I’ll run another one, and then I’m also done.” Your friend, Ludwig, said a bit louder than usual, for he was already distant.
You wiped a bit of sweat from your forehead, and looked around the park, analysing the place a little bit. Some families were walking around, kids were playing, some couples walked by, hand in hand. The atmosphere, however, seemed serene, tranquil.
You gazed at your friend for a while – it wouldn’t hurt to stare a little bit. You gi
Germany X Reader: Paranoid (one shot) by HetalianWeirdo, literature
Literature
Germany X Reader: Paranoid (one shot)
Warning: Cussing and sexual themes. Viewer discression is advised.
"..."
"...."
"......"
".......What are we doing?"
"SHHHHH."
"Don't 'shhhhh' me, Ludwig, I'm pissed here!"
"Vell, ve're on a stealzh mission. So....SHHH."
"I thought we were going to Feli's house!"
"Ve vere. I saw a man leave her house and followed him to his home."
"Are you that paranoid that Feliciana's cheating on you? You've been dating for 7 months, and you honestly still don't trust her?"
"Nein."
"Why not?!"
"....She's a beautiful young frau..."
"So that automatically makes her cheating? Have you no trust?"
"
Germany x Reader- Ich Liebe Dich (Request) by blightfighter45, literature
Literature
Germany x Reader- Ich Liebe Dich (Request)
You knew this man for years. This handsome blue-eyed, blonde haired German named Ludwig Beilschmidt and his annoying older brother Gilbert. The three of you have been attending the same college completely by accident, you guys wanted to go to different ones since you all spent so much time together but fate brought you here.
"Guten Tag [y/n]! How are you today?" He asked with a peppy tone which was kind of unusual for him but you didn't mind.
"I'm great Ludwig, thank you for asking!" He blushed a little and and then looked back to you.
"A-are you doing anything tonight?"
You and him stopped walking. You thought his line of questioning wa
Hetalia x Abused!Child!Reader: Romano by Sideshow-Cellophane, literature
Literature
Hetalia x Abused!Child!Reader: Romano
Warning: Romano's language and pasta~!
~~~~~
“Go ahead und choose, (Y/n).”
You dug your hand into the paper bag, pulling out . . . some red food you didn’t know the name of.
“A tomato!” Feliciano exclaimed. “Romano, isn’t that-a what you put in the bag?”
You looked around for this Romano. You assumed it was him who stood up, between Feliciano and another man with brown hair and green eyes who was smiling like a small child, face as red as the tomato in your hands. He had another curl, and you thought they might be related. “Si, the tomato was-a mine-e.”
“Very vell,”
Hetalia x Abused!Child!Reader: Germany by Sideshow-Cellophane, literature
Literature
Hetalia x Abused!Child!Reader: Germany
Warning: Prussia and Germany's drunk language
~~~~~“Go ahead und choose, (Y/n).”
You reached inside, shuffling your hand around before clutching onto a hard and smooth something that fit between three of your fingers. You pulled it out: a cross necklace.
The man holding the bag’s face went bright red as several people called to him.
“Ve~! Congratulations, Germany!” A glare from the German made Feliciano nervous. “I-I mean Ludwig! Right, Ludwig, hehe…”
“No vay mein un-awesome bruder gets to raise her!”
“Good for you, Ludwig-san.”
You assumed this man, Ludwig, was
(Modern AU!)Germany x Reader: Not a Coincidence by Autumn-Maple, literature
Literature
(Modern AU!)Germany x Reader: Not a Coincidence
Jogging was very therapeutic to Ludwig Bielschmidt. It started his days on a good note, relieved stress, and kept him physically fit. He loved how energetic and alive he felt after each run. First thing in the morning at 6:45, he'd throw on some exercise clothes and lace up his running shoes. He would start slow, then periodically alternate between running and jogging. He preferred running outside over inside a building on a treadmill or track. There's nothing better than feeling the crisp morning air on his skin and the warmth of the sun as it rose in the sky.
On this particular Saturday April morning, Ludwig decided to take a different rou