neutralthefangirl01

  GermanyXReader- Ich Liebe Dich…Part 1 You and Ludwig had been friends for quite a while. You only met him because you both knew Feliciano who was also a friend you knew for a while. But one day for some reason, Germany called you to me you at his house at 4. When you heard this, you were excited because you had developed feelings towards the tall, husky German and now he was asking to come over to his house. *Timeskip* You arrived but now you hesitate on knocking on the door. You were now so nervous on facing your crush. But soon pumped yourself up by repeating “you can do this” for you were trying to finally confess your

"America, I'm not sure about this." England said uneasy, having finished hearing the American's plan. The other Allies exchanged nervous glances at each other, all except for Russia who seemed on board all the way. "Come on, its full proof! If we can't ask her to join us, then we can do it by force." "Yes but what about ze German? You know he iz protective of her." "Russia just needs to hold him until we got her. This can work! What do you say?" The countries exchange glances then turn back to the American and nod. "Okay, so here's how it will go down…" ------ "Germany, do you want a beer?" You call out from the kitchen. "Do you even h

Texts: Bold & Italics Speaking in another Language: Italics Thoughts: Bold Sequel to Wrong Person You were starting to feel really hungry and bored. It doesn't help that you couldn't fall asleep either. "Ugh, I'm so bored. I could continue with my essay... But that sucks so no way. Ughhhh." You groaned as you rolled all over your bed. You sighed, "Maybe I should just head over the restaurant I always go to." You got up, much to your despise, and changed your clothings. Picking up your wallet and phone, you got out of your room and shouted to your mum, "MUMMY IM GOING OUT TO THE RESTAURANT TO BUY SOME FOOD, YOU WANT ANYTHING?" "NO IT'S FI

"Lovinoooo?" "…" "Loviiiiiiiiinooooooo?" "……" "LOVINOOO?!?" "………………" "LOVINO ANSWER YOUR PHONE!!" You groaned as you left the Italian another voicemail. You locked your cellphone and tossed yourself onto your bed. Grabbing the nearest plushie and hugging it towards your chest, you stared up at the ceiling and let out a long sigh. You squinted your eyes against the sun's harsh ways peeking through your bedroom window. Stumbling out of bed, you tugged on the curtains, hoping that it would make your room a little cooler. Waving a hand to fan yourself, you let out another groan of despa