#Germany headcons

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Could I request a ghost! Germany x reader? Maybe the s/o moves into this old mansion she inherited or whatnot? Slowburn?

You knew someone was watching you. You could feel eyes peering into your skin. When you told your parents they just laughed and said you were being paranoid. But you knew you weren’t. It slowly started to increase.

You noticed that every time you left something out it would always be put back where it belonged. Your curtains always closed by themselves when you forgot to close them. One time you forgot to feed your fish but noticed he had some flakes in his bowl. When you left clothes on your floor they always ended up back in your hamper. All of these acts led you to what you were about to do.

“Hello!?” You shouted. Your parents had already left for work. You didn’t receive a response. “I know someone is there!” You continued. Your voice echoed down the hall. The door behind you suddenly opened causing you to shriek. “God, I wanna move out.” You muttered. Deposited your racing heart, you slowly walked closer to the door.

It was a room you had never seen before. It looked like an office of you took a step inside. Before you were completely in the room you grabbed a heavy candlestick and propped it against the door so it wouldn’t shut. White sheets were thrown over the window but it allowed you with enough light to see the room. It has a nice leather couch. And a huge wooden desk with another leather chair behind it. Old military uniforms were framed and hung on the wall. Books in a language you couldn’t understand covered the bookshelf. But the thing that caught your eyes the most was a portrait hung above the fireplace.

It looked like an oil painting of a very handsome man. His eyes caught your attention first. They were so bright and colorful compared to the other bleak colors used. A piece of paper suddenly floated down and landed on your feet. You jumped, and tried not to laugh at your own action. You bend down and picked up the paper, unfolding it.

This is my attempt to not scare you. I have no intentions to hurt you or make you uncomfortable. I use to own this house before you and you family moved in. After I passed away, I have been sentenced to haunt it. I can’t leave, otherwise I would have let you live your life in piece without me bothering you. I thought I was doing a good job until you caught onto me. If you ever want to talk just say so. I will anwser and question or demand you have.

Sincerely,

Ludwig Beilschmidt

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Hii can you do something cute with Germany his s/o and their child going trick or treating 🥺

💕I love this💕🥺

s/n= sons name

“S/n there is nothing to be scared of! Look see it’s a fake monster!” Your brushed the hair out of his eyes as you crouched down in front of him. “They are passing out Carmel apples! Those are you favorite.” You smiled, urging him gently. He looked over at where small children were running up the driveway fearlessly to get their carmel apple. Yet his eyes glossed over again when he saw a large green blow up Frankenstein on the lawn.

“I can’t! It’s too scary.” He whispered leaning into your for comfort. You sighed and looked up at you husband who was staring down at the both of you affectionately.

“Any ideas?” You mouthed.

“S/n, how about I go with you?” Ludwig hummed resting his large hand on the top of s/n head. S/n lifted his head away from your shoulder and turned around looking up the the tall blonde. “Come on, give me your hand. I’ll protect you, I promise.” Your sons hand quickly flew into his fathers.

“You need to protect mommy too.” S/n whispered, like the monster would here.

Both of you smiled and laughed softly.

“Of course. That’s my job, protecting you and mommy.” Ludwig chuckled, flashing you a quick smile. You cursed your hormones and the tears the threatened to fill your eyes. You stood you and grabbed the bucket filled with candy from s/n so you could grab his other hand.

“Is that why you have to wear suits all the time? To protect me and mommy?” You son asked innocently. Another laugh bubbled over both of your lips and you shared a knowing glance with each other.

“Exactly. No one messes with me when I have a tie on.”

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how would germany take care of a sick s/o?

First off if you are throwing up he will definitely hold your hair back

Everything that people consider to be gross don’t even phase him

Doesn’t even let you out of bed unless you need to go to the bathroom

Wraps you up in a blanket always making sure you have a cool compress on your forehead

This is one of the only occasions he won’t go do his paperwork or go workout

Let’s the dogs on the bed to cuddle you

He knows that you may not want to cuddle with him because you may feel gross but as soon as you hold you arms out for a hug he’ll rest you against him for the whole day

If you are sore he’ll rub your feet or your back

Makes you soup/broth

Makes sure you drink plenty of water! And he keeps up on your medicine

He’s basically like a hot nurse

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For the Halloween thing, perhaps some Ghost Germany headcanons?

He’s actually a boring ghost

He haunts an apartment complex that was built an on old battleground

He is really nice to the people that live there and no one knows he is there

He doesn’t wanna scare anyone

But he does believe in Karma

He has his favorite people living in the complex and he’ll do little things to protect them

If a fellow neighbor is mean to his favorite people he’ll leave a faucet on in their apartment so it gets flooded

He’s also petty in other ways

If their is a neighbor that doesn’t pick up their dogs poop he’ll leave all the lights on in their house so their electric bill goes up

But he’s also Helpful

He always make sure people’s plants are watered

He is also really close to their pets

Especially because animals can see him

He always plays with the dogs and cats

He also cleans the house sometimes (little things like dusting and wiping down the counter)

He tries not to go digging through their personal stuff

But sometimes he does sneak into an office and read some transcripts or documents

He also watches TV when no one is home so he can stay up to date

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Germany and his girlfriend are at the gym, and he leaves for a moment to go to the bathroom and when he comes back he sees a guy making his s/o uncomfortable scenario? The s/o is in leggings and a cropped shirt, so it is nothing provocative, but rhe upon facing Ludwig, the guy says “well she shouldn’t be wearing clothes like this, she was asking for it.”

His blood boiled as soon as he walked out of the bathroom. He knew leaving you alone in a room full of overcocky men was a horrible idea, but he thought seeing you with him would at least scare them away.

“Schatz?” You sighed looked over and sighed in relief as Ludwig came up behind you. “Can I help you?” Ludwig asked looking at the man who was trying to get a “date” with you.

“You have a boyfriend?” The man tsked. You nodded your head slowly, instinctively leaning against Ludwig. “And you let her walk around dressed like that?” You gasped and you immediately saw Ludwig go red with anger.

“She’s wearing a pair of pants and a shirt, you pig.” Ludwig spat. The man held up his hands defensively.

“I’m just saying if she walks around like that she’s asking for it.” The man chuckled, like it was some joke. Before you even had a chance to react Ludwigs fist shot out and hit the man directly in the nose. He stumbled back a few feet before landing on his ass, causing a rack of water bottles to fall all over him, successfully drenching him.

“And you’re asking for it by harassing innocent women.” Ludwig smirked. Ludwigs hand pressed against the small of your back, silently telling you to grab your things.

The good thing about Ludwig is that you can wear whatever you want because he knows how to fight🥰

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How about devil germany headcanons?

When he first became a devil he felt the need to prove himself

He had a lot to live up too considering his brother was very well known amongst devils and angels alike

He was extra ruthless

He was a big fan of possession for a while

He convinced others to steal, cheat, lie, demolish

His biggest crime though was almost killing an angel

To hurt something so pure was messed up even by devil standards

He was locked down in the depths of hell for a couple hundred years to think about what he had done

After his release he shimmered down a lot

Now he really doesn’t do much

He is still a master at deception

He is great at mental warfare and really getting inside people’s head

Sometimes he’ll be called upon to complete a task and he does it diligently and with pride

He really likes looking after the three headed dog

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Imagine being Russia’s best friend and hype woman, cheering him up while he goes on a depressive mood swing, believing nobody likes him. Imagine consoling Germany beacuse he thinks that even though he’s trying to change, everyone believes he’s a villain. Can you do head canons for one of these, please? Whichever you prefer.

💕I’m going to do both, because I love this so much!💕

Vanya= Ivan in Russian

Russia

You watched carefully as the large Russian poured a cup of coffee. He movements were slow and tired. He carefully lifted the cup to his lips, his dull eyes watching the snow outside. You stepped out of your hiding spot around the corner and skipped over to the large Russian.

“Hi Vanya.” You smiled, grabbing your own cup from the cupboard. He looked away from the window and his eyes lit up slightly.

“Hello little one.” He smiled, patting the top of your head. “How did you sleep? Was the guest room to cold?” He asked, grabbing your cup from you and pouring you your coffee.

“Thank you.” You took your cup back from him and dumped in some sugar and creamer. “No it’s was perfect! The blankets are really nice and soft!” You grabbed a muffin from the counter and plopped down on the stool.

“I’m glad to hear that. You can always take one of you want. It’s not like I get any guests beside you.” He smiled despite his words and grabbed a muffin of his owns. It was true and it hurt you every time you realized it. You tried to stay at his house as often as you could, usually a week a month and you noticed he always seemed to be sad on your last day.

“Ya well it’s stupid! You should have people coming in and out of here. I always have a great time when I come here.” You assured, with a wide smile. The Russian blinked at you lovingly (in a friend way).

“That’s very kind of you to say, Sunflower. But you and me both know why.” He raised an eyebrow at you knowingly. You sighed and rested your head against your palm.

“So? You are so much more than that. It’s not like they haven’t done bad things in the past. It’s just because your big and intimidating. And you shouldn’t even want to be friends with people who can’t get past the way you look.” You shifted in your seat and gripped his large hand. “You are one on the most caring people on this planet! Yes sometimes you get angry, but everyone does! You are also loyal and protective to a fault! Every time you come around I feel safe! You also makes laugh all the time, even though I’m sure you don’t really mean too, but you make me happy. And anyone is an idiot for not even trying to see that side of you.” You finished. A fat tear rolled down his cheek and you quickly wipped it away.

“What would I do without you, Sunflower?” Ivan smiled, pulling you into a tight hug.

Germany

“Are you okay Ludbug?” You whispered. Your hand crept down and gripped his as the both of you walked. You two were relaxing in a coffee shop, giggling as people knocked over their coffee or fought over their place in line, when his iron cross slipped out of his shirt and someone shouted and declared he was a Nazi. You both knew it was a sign of bravery- but it was turned into a Nazi symbol.

He squeezed your hand gently and entered the code to enter your apartment building. You both made you way up the stairs and you unlocked your door.

“It’s bullshit.” He declared as soon as he closed the door behind the both of you.

“I know, Luddy. They don’t know what they’re talking about.” You sighed, flopping down on the couch. He followed you and placed your legs over his lap.

“I mean I got this for being brave! I didn’t even get it in the Second World War!” He growled.

I have no idea if that’s turn of not- or if it isn’t just pretend for the sake of the story please!

“That’s why you should just ignore them, they don’t have no idea what it even means.” You soothed, sitting up with your legs still over his lap, you raked your fingers through his hair, scratching at his scalp. He pressed his head against your hand closing his eyes tightly.

“It’s just not fair.” He groaned. “I try to be a better person- yet I am constantly reminded of all my mistakes and my old self. While everyone else just gets to walk around without having to have a shadow loom over them constantly. Most of them have done things almost as bad as me and yet I’m the only one who has been punished.” He looked at you with desperate eyes. You nodded in agreement, and you cupped his head between your hands pressing his forehead against yours.

“It’s true. But you know what? You have grown more in 75 years than they have 300 years. You are one of the most progressive nations, because you have been punished for your actions and realized that you no longer wanted to be that way. Half of the reasons the other countries haven’t grown is because they just move along and aren’t forced to reflect, but you were.” He started to relax as your words set in and he wrapped his arms around you holding you tightly against him. “And you’re a better person for it. Seriously. So don’t let some stupid people at a coffee shop judge you. They don’t know you. The don’t know everything you’ve gone through and how far you’ve come.” You kissed the side of his head.

“Thank you, Y/N.” You felt him smile against your shoulder.

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Germany with a shy s/o? I'm so in love with your blog, keep it up

💕Thank you bby💕

He find your timid nature endearing

You two are a nice contrast because he has no problem telling everyone to shut up (other than the fact he’s trying to work on his image)

Is very protective of you!!!

Some people may take your silence as a form of weakness and can take advantage of you, especially if you are sweet

He is always willing to be your voice

Whether you need him to order food or telling someone ‘no’ he has your back

When you first start dating he finds your shyness a little annoying just because he wants to get to know you

Or he may think you don’t like him

But once he sees you’re that way with everyone he calms down

But soon he will get great pleasure out of your blushy face and quiet disposition

He isn’t an open book either and he finds it romantic having to break down each other’s walls to get to know each other

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Pretty please jealous Ludwig to where he has to get physical 👉👈 You are truly blessed with talent!

💕I’m not very good, but thank you!!! I know this was suppose to be him getting jealous but it ended up more as a protective Luddy. I can always do it again! I won’t get offended!!💕

Who knew grocery stores attracted so many weirdos. Well he guessed freaks had to eat too and it probably doesn’t help that you both got the urge for sugar at 11:30 at night.

“We can do one of those brownie cookie things! Those are always so good and we can put some vanilla ice cream on it. A lot of people are making it on tik tok.” You looked away from the flour in your hand to look up at your boyfriend. He was staring behind you and you followed his gaze to see a sketchy looking guy at the end of the aisle. “Lulu?” You asked. You nudged him with your elbow, finally snapping him out of his daze.

“Get on the other side of me.” He said softly. His large hand gripped your waist and moved you so he was standing between you and the man.

“I’m sure he’s harmless.” You mumbled, standing up on your tip-toes to looked at the man. Despite your words you nuzzled your side against his for protection.

“Let’s go get the eggs.” He quickly grabbed a bag of chocolate chips and plopped it in the shopping basket. “We have coco stuff at home if you want brownies.” He placed a hand on your lower back and made sure you walked infront of him. “Don’t be freaked out, Kätzchen. Im probably just being paranoid.” He sighed, grabbing eggs from the top shelf. “That’s all we need.”

As you two made your way to the check out, as you made your way down the aisle the same man just so happened to heading towards you. Before you could even think Ludwig removed his hand from your back and put his arm infront of you, so your body was pressed in between his side and the aisle. The large blonde completely blocked you from the man but, he had seem to noticed you anyways.

“She’s a pretty little thing isn’t she.” The man smirked. Ludwig didn’t even bother to pay attention to him but that seemed to annoy him. “Hey meathead, I’m talking to you.” He laughed at his own statment and he leaned against the aisle for support. Figures he was drunk. I mean you would have to be if you thought it was a good idea to pick a fight with a 6’4 man built like a wall.

“Watch it.” Ludwig growled. He looked down at the man who was probably around 6’0.

“Were’d you find her?” The man quickened his pace and walked right at the both of you. “I could use me a doll like that.”

“LuLu.” You whimpered gripping the back of his shirt. He immediately shushed you and completely stopped walking. He used his whole back to shield you.

“You better not take another step.” Your heart was pounding in your chest and the worst scenarios entered your mind. Mostly with Ludwig bleeding out on the floor.

“I just wanna have a look!” The man whined.

“Creep.” You grumbled under you breath.

He stopped a few feet away from you. Your boyfriend had placed the basket down on the ground, ready to use his hands if he needed to.

“I bet she’s a tight little thing isn’t she? God what I would do to that ass.”

You had to stop a dry heave the threatened to escape your lips but you cringed as you saw your boyfriends shoulders began to shake.

He was livid

The man made his biggest mistake by taking another step forward. Ludwig raised a fist and took one quick step forward his fist hitting the man square in the face. A loud crack resonated through the aisle causing a gasp from the store clerk how was watching the ordeal from the checkout stand. The man fell directly on his butt and gripped his now completely busted nose.

“What the hell man!?!” He squeaked. He tried to get up but stumbled a few times and landed on his back. You were surprised Ludwig didn’t knock him out. He must of restrained himself a little. The man groaned a few times in pain, but you bet the alcohol numbed a lot of it. Ludwig shook his fist out, and gripped your arm before dragging you down the aisle.

“Wait the brownies!” You yelped, reaching back and grabbing the basket. You looked down at the man and noticed that he was now unconscious.

“I just punched someone in the face and you’re worried about brownies?” Ludwig grumbled. You nodded and threw the basket on the conveyor belt.

“I called the police. That was really brave of you.” The older woman smile at Ludwig. “My husband would never do something like that.” She grumbled the last part causing you to giggle. “He comes in here every night and makes people uncomfortable!” She stared sending a nod towards the man. She was half way throw scanning your items when she suddenly stopped. “You know all of this is free, for your bravery and the inconvenience.”

“Thank you.” You and Ludwig said in unison.

“You’re welcomed now the two of you might have to stick around and give a statment to the police.” Ludwig sighed and yanked you closer to his side. He grabbed the paper bag and went with you to go sit on the bench near the front of the store to wait for the police.

“That was really hot, you know.” You whispered throwing your legs over his lap. He would usually scold you and threaten to spank you if you showed such affection in public but at the moment he just wanted to feel you close to him.

“Hot?” He chuckled. He looked over at you and let you press your forehead against his. “He was drunk it wasn’t actually a hard task.”

“Ja, but you’ve beaten up sober people. You even protected me from that one bodybuilder guy who was even bigger than you!” Ludwig hummed in response and kisses the top of your head.

“I would do anything to keep you safe”. He sighed against the top of your head. “Always remember that.” He soothed leaning his forehead against yours again.

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Love letters with Germany?

Hello Kätzchen. I have never been one to address my feeling or speak them aloud, as you are well aware of. I find myself growing more and more tired and irritated with each passing day. It has been a month since I last saw you and even though by the time this letter gets to our house I will be home, I need to say this.

This month without you has been a small taste of my version of hell. I know we call and text each other but it isn’t the same. I don’t like relaying on anyone but myself but I find that when you are not surrounding me I’m near useless. I can’t think straight. I can’t think straight when you are around me either, but that is much more pleasant. This is the sappiest thing I have ever written and I ask you don’t bring it up unless you want me to die from a blush.

I adore and miss you desperately and I can’t wait till next week when I get home.

Love,

Luddy

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How would Ludwig handle having an so who is more of a cat person but doesn't mind dogs?

As long as you don’t hate dogs he could probably work with it

It’ll take quite a bit of convincing for him to get a cat though

All he sees are those internet videos of cats being little a-holes

But give him your best pair of sad puppy dog eyes and you can get anything you want

He doesn’t really know how to handle cats, so you may need to teach him a few things

He will probably find a way to train your cat

If the cat knocks down a lot of things he will get frustrated

And you will often see him picking up the cat and leaving it with you if it ever tries to interrupt him

His office is OFF LIMITS for the kitty

He will grow to love the kitty cat

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Ooooh!!! I love your writing! I have one question though! How would Germany handle an S/O who feels like she's being smothered because of his overprotective nature?!?!!

💕This is something that could definitely happen in a relationship with him. I made this into a little story because I love me some LudBug💕

“Sorry for wanting to protect you!” You groaned and buried your face in your hands.

“It’s past wanting to protect me! You are constantly making my world smaller and smaller!” You shouted back. Your hands fell to your side and clutched your oversized shirt. The kitchen island seperated the two of you.

You took in the sight of Ludwig. His blonde hair was messy from running his hands through it. His chest heaved up and down and his face was warm in anger. His icy eyes were rather calm despite his shoulders shaking. His hands were flat against the counter as he leaned over the kitchen island.

This was never something you thought you would fight about. He was always protective of you- always keeping a watchful eye. It never bothered you, infact it was a turn on. He slowly started to grow more and more protective of you and you figured it was because everyday you meant more to him than the last. Tonight was a breaking point. He didn’t want you going over to your friends house because her boyfriend was a “sketchy low-life.” You knew it wasn’t jealousy because he trusted you with his whole heart.

“I know you do it because you love me, but sometimes it’s too much.” You sighed. You bit the inside of your cheek and watched him carefully. He closed his eyes tightly and straightened up.

“I’m sorry you feel that way Kätzchen. That was never my intention. I didn’t realize how closed off I had made you feel.” He kept eye contact with you so you knew he was serious. “Go have fun tonight. Text me when to pick you up.” You smiled broadly at him, and rushed around the counter.

“Thank you Lulu.” You murmured pressing yourself into his chest.

“You shouldn’t have to thank me for letting you go out Kätzchen.” He whispered, resting his cheek against the top of your head.

“No I mean thank you for understanding and not being a dick about it. I love you very much.” You raised your head and he quickly captured your lips in a kiss. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I should get ready.”

✨Time skip✨

He was right.

You wished to heaven and hell he wasn’t, but he was.

After about on hour of hanging out with your friend her boyfriend came home. He left you two alone until you went to the kitchen to grab someone water and a bag of chips. He practically pinned you to the counter. Thank goodness Ludwig taught you some self defense. He was only able to place a single kiss on your shoulder before you had him rolling around the kitchen tiles in pain.

“Your boyfriend’s a perv.” You shouted as you quickly left your friends house. You were at least able to grab your phone and you bolted to the nearest establishment, which happened to be a coffee shop.

You pressed Ludwig contact and barley had to wait a second before he anwsered.

“Hello.” His voice immediately calmed your frayed nerves and you spoke rapidly and quietly trying not to draw attention to yourself.

“Lulu.” You whined. “I’m at the coffee shop on the corner of Remington and Hartford. I’m okay but please hurry.” You hung up the phone and stood by the window.

You only had to wait around 7 minutes before a familiar sleek, black BMW came speeding down the street. You left the shop and hoped into the car before it completely stopped.

“What happened? Are you hurt? Sick?” He cut himself off remembering your earlier conversation. His hand left the steering wheel and gripped your thigh as he pulled out of the parking spot. Your hand reached down and held his hand in your own.

You explained what had happened. In more detail than you probably should have. His hand gripped your tightly and he kept his eyes trained on the road infront of his.

“I should have listened to you! You always have a good people radar.” You murmured. He shushed you.

“No I needed to hear that I was being too overprotective. The last thing I want is to make you unhappy.” His eyes flicked over to you soothingly. “I’m not good with people. I just have a lot to experience with bad people.”

The car was silent for a moment, and you perked up when you saw him pull into the parking lot of your favorite restaurant.

“I’m very proud of you though. Knowing that you can defend yourself makes me feel a lot better.” He winked at you as he pulled into a parking space. “Now I think I know what will make you feel better.” He chuckled.

“Thank you Luddy.”

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Germany feeling really protective and just wants to wrap his s/o up in warm blankets and hold her all day? Need someone to be protective of me like that 😳

💕same anon, same💕

He had no idea what came over him. But something deep inside him said to not let you leave his side today. Well that voice always seemed to be there, but it was extra loud today. So being the responsible adult he is, he followed the voice’s instructions. And it certainly was beneficial. His blood pressure was down, his heart rate slowed, and all those happy endorphins you alway hear about were being released in his system.

You were curled up against him, wrapped up tightly in his arms. A blanket was tucked around you covering the parts of your body he failed to cover. He almost felt giddy. Which was a sensation he wasn’t use to. He could tell you were drifting in and out of sleep- just like he was. You would both wake up randomly hold a 4 sentence conversation and flutter back into your dreamworlds.

“You’re so tiny.” Ludwig mumbled. His lips pressed themselves against your hairline as he spoke.

“Compared to you, ya.” You chuckled. You pressed your head against his lips smiling when he kissed your forehead softly.

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Weird one but what is germany doing right now?

Well at this moment it is 9:14 pm in Germany, so he has already finished his paperwork for the day and eaten dinner. You could probably find him lounging on the couch with his feet up on the coffee table nursing a beer. He is either watching a new episode of his favorite documentary series or reading a book. Berlitz is half asleep under his legs and Blackie has been walking around in circles still trying to get comfortable. Aster is trying to plot how she can get tonight’s leftover sausage out of the trash can.

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Dear Divine, May I request something of interesting taste? You can decline my dear divine. Werewolf Germany x Reader. Do whatever you wish my divine. For I am a humble simp that has to much time on my hand. Sincerely, A.Burr.

Dear requester,

I intend to fufill your request wholeheartedly and with the fever of 10 thousand men.

Sincerely your obedient servant,

A.Ham.

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This is going to be like an imprint/mate sort of scenario.

The woods always provided you comfort. The air was fresher and gave you a chance to clear your head from city ick. You would live out here if it was possible.

The soft crunch of crisp leaves beneath your feet gave you copious amounts of serotonin. Birds would chirp loudly overhead, having their own little conversations. The only thing that happened to dampen your mood was a small rock somewhere in your boot. You even enjoyed the weight of your backpack on your shoulder as it signified an adventure.

You had only seen 2 people on the trail so far. It looked like a couple who had come out here to make out in the forest. You cringed childishly at the thought. You supposed it was better than someone making out in a restaurant.

You suddenly came to a fork in the path. The left path looked clear and didn’t have any twigs on the trail. All the trees were full and bushy and the sun filtered through the trees.

The right path was almost the complete opposite. You almost brought out your phone to take a picture. Twigs and leaves covered most of the path. The trees were still full but lacked a vibrant green color. It was almost completely cloudy.

The curious part of you made you turn towards the right path. While the logical, slightly scaredy-cat version of you ached to turn around and go down the left path. Taking a deep breath you stepped towards the right path and as soon as you did the wind slammed against you and the dark trees. You tensed and planted your feet hard against the soil so you didn’t tumble over. You looked behind you to see if anyone else witnessed it.

No one was there. Deciding to not let it deter you from your self made adventure you took a few more cautious steps. When nothing happened you took a few more, then a few more. You were at your normal walking speed, as you looked around the glim forest. The farther you went the more fog you encountered. A deer crossed your path, scaring the living hell out of you.

You blushed deeply as your scream echoed through the forest. “Relax.” You scolded to yourself. The fog started to get heavier and heavier and if you were in your right mind you would turned around, but you felt like you had something to prove. How cool would it be to tell your grand kids about the time you almost died in the forest?

You may have cursed yourself when you thought of death because a loud howl sounded off in the distance. You didn’t know there were wolves here. Well if there was prey there must be predator. “I should probably turn around.” You muttered to yourself. You stopped in your tracks and took a deep breath enjoying the musty air. Turning around your heart fell into your stomach. Sweat immediately covered your body, and your hands reached around to your backpack hoping for some form of weapon.

5 wolves descended out of the fog. The more you looked around you realized the fog seemed to clear around you, making it easy for them to spot you. Their determined brown eyes bore into your body. You tried to remember everything you had heard or seen about wolves. You knew that if you needed to scare a bear away being really loud and overwhelming their senses may help with that. You quickly screamed as loud as you could and kicked some leaves and soil at the large canines. As you flung your leg back and forth you kicked a large heavy stick hitting one of the wolves directly in the snout.

You had to stop the instant reflex to apologize. The wolves shrinked back at the loud noises and assaults. Your throat ached and you were surprised you were able to hold sound for that long. “Get back!” You shrieked. You took a few steps back wondering if it was a good idea to run. You bet they would just chase you and you knew you wouldn’t be able to outrun them. They were made to hunt.

One of the wolves in the middle who was bigger than the rest of them took a few warning steps forward. You moved forward as well as kicking more leaves and dirt into his face. The large wolf sneezed and shook out his head to get rid of the dirt. The wolf glared at you with a new determination which made you gulp.

You opened your mouth to scream again. The harsh sound scraped your throat as it exited your mouth filling the forest. A deep, powerful growl overlapped with your scream making you cut yourself off. You looked down at the wolves and watched as they stared at you with scared eyes and quickly scurried away. You would have laughed if it wasn’t for the fact that you felt eyes watching you.

You quickly spun around and your knees completely gave out. Another wolf. Except this one was different. If you stood up it’s back would almost reach the top of your head. It’s hair was a light tan color- almost blonde except for a large black spot on its chest. It had a few light scars around its legs and a deeper one on its chest.

What caught your attention the most was it’s eyes. Those eyes were nothing like the previous wolves you saw. They were a light blue and the stared at you with such deep emotion you wondered for a moment if this was actually an animal. It felt like it was staring through your sole. The animals brow was furrowed and as time went on its eyes became softer and softer, and even held in some tears that threatened to fall. The animal kept eye contact with you and you couldn’t break it even if you wanted to. You didn’t know what was going on in the animals mind but you weren’t scared.

You watched it with careful eyes as it took a few small steps towards you. It got low to the ground, causing it stomach to scrap against the forest floor. It would shuffle towards you and then stop. You realized it was trying not to scare you.

“I’m not afraid of you.” You gasped, more to yourself than the wolf. The wolf’s ears piped up and it quickly closed the gap between the two of you. It laid down directly in front of you, it’s face so close you could feel it’s gentle breaths. Even when you were sitting down the wolf was an inch or two taller than you as it laid there. “This is the weirdest day of my life.” You mumbled. The wolf jolted softly and it seemed like a wolf version of a chuckle. The wolf’s front legs were resting on either side of you, encasing you closer to its body.

“Can I pet you?” You asked. Your fingers itched to rake themselves through the thick fur. You should have been more surprised when the wolf seemed to understand you. It gently raised its head to the sky giving you full access to its neck and chest. Your hand immediately darted out and sunk into the heavenly fur. An immediate purr/groan left the wolf as it pressed itself closer against you.

A soothing shock wave fell over you making a small gasp leave your throat. Warmth flooded your body, causing your hands to leave its fur. The warmth immediately left your body. You pressed your hands against the wolf again and felt the warmth instantly flood your body. You continued this action a few time, causing the wolf to huff softly in annoyance. ���Sorry.” You apologized. The wolf lowered its head and nuzzled the side of its head against you. Its head was so big it took up most of your upper half. Your body seems to melt and you rested your body against the side of its head. Your fingers scratched right behind its ear, giggling when the wolf’s back leg kicked at its stomach.

“Why aren’t I scared? And why haven’t you eaten me?” You pondered. Your fingers danced in his fur and he cut off his purrs. Its icy eye opened and it backed away from you so it could look you in the eye. You looked at the wolf curiously. The wolf leaned forward and pressed its forehead against yours. You would have questioned it but you were too deep into a blissful warmth.

‘Because this was meant to happen.’ You yelped and scrambled away from the wolf. Your eyes darted around the forest looking for the owner of that honey voice. The wolf whimpered and took a step forward but you held your hand out causing him to stop.

“Who said that?!” You stood up for the first time in about an hour and backed away from the wolf. “This has to be a dream.” The wolf shook its head, looking at you with worry. Your legs worked on their own and you stumbled backwards and the wolf walked forward ready to catch you incase you fell. Panic rose in your throat and your eyes the trees suspiciously. The oddity of the whole situation finally started to catch up to you.

A huge wolf. A euphoric warmth every time you touched. This was a wild animal. Those small wolves from before could tear you to shreds, but this wolf could eat you alive. You felt light headed, and your knees buckled from the invisible weight on your shoulders. You gripped your backpack straps and suddenly took of in a sprint.

The wolf grunted from behind you and you could barley make it anywhere when it bit your backpack causing you to fall to the ground. You flailed desperately underneath the large beast. You somehow ended on your back, the backpack making the ground even more uncomfortable. The wolf leaned forward and you knew for sure you were a goner.

Instead of taking off Your head the wolf pressed its forehead against yours once again.

‘Please calm down.’ A deep voice entered your mind. It sounded like a thought. Like when you talk to yourself in your mind. Except it wasn’t you and you can’t control what the voice says. ‘You’re going to hurt yourself if you keep freaking out.’

“Is that you?” You asked aloud, opening your eyes to look at the wolf. You quickly rolled your eyes. Wolves can’t talk.

‘We can.’ You jumped.

“Can you read my thought?” You asked. Your hands gripped at the leaves and soil under you like you could dig yourself a hole to hide in.

‘Yes and you don’t have to talk out loud.’ The wolf hummed. It’s voice had the same effect as its touch. Warm and calming.

‘How are you doing that?’ You didn’t open your mouth this time to ask that.

‘I’m going to say this and I don’t want you to freak out.’ You nodded your head in a silent agreement that you wouldn’t freak out.

‘What do you know about werewolves?” The deep voice questioned.

‘Is this a trick?’ You thought.

‘No, now answer the questioned.’ The wolf demanded. You gasped when he reminded you he could read you thoughts.

‘I watched twilight and read a few fan fictions.’ You responded. The voice chuckled and it almost lulled you to sleep. The soft vibrations of it seemed to surround your brain.

‘Well remember that baby Jacob imprints on?’ The wolfs question snapped you awake. You nodded your head to relaxed to really answer. ‘Well that’s what happened to me. I heard you screaming in while I was on a hunt and felt something inside me. I needed to help you. Then when we made eye contact, I knew it was you.’ His voice was soft and caring. He was trying not to freak you out. ‘You’re my mate or soulmate, whatever you want to call it.’ He continued. The wolf disconnected his forehead from yours so he could watch your face.

His presence left your head making your head ache slightly. It felt very empty and your body felt cold again. You leaned forward and pressed your forehead against his again, sighing in bliss when you were warm again. You couldn’t see it but that little action made him very happy and his tail wagged to prove it.

‘But that’s impossible werewolves don’t exist.’ You assured him. He huffed causing a small giggle to escape you.

‘Then how do you explain everything that has happened? I can read your thoughts and your going to tell me werewolves aren’t real. Whatever ideas you have of what exists and doesn’t let go of them. They don’t apply.’ He reasoned. He nuzzled his head against yours waiting for a response.

Your mind was lagging severely. Between being on clouds nine and having to process all this information you could barely keep up. You tried to start a sentence multiple times but just couldn’t. The wolf above you sense what was going on.

‘You aren’t use to this feeling. Let yourself sleep. I’ll take care of you.’ The wolf didn’t move even after he finished his sentence. Knowing that if he moved you would wake up and feel cold and alone. Having you sedated was easier than having to chase you down. Even if it was easy to catch you. ‘I’ve got you mein kleiner wolf.’

💕I went overboard with this but do not regret it💕

[allthingshetalia]

I would like to request a germany x student! reader, where practically they have to pull an all- nighter, Luddy has paperwork to finish, and his girlfriend has to study, so I am curious to see how it would goo- it can be either headcanons or a story, whatever you feel like would be the best 😊

💕I’m going to do both because I can’t fit everything into one story😊💕

He doesn’t completely support all nighters, seeing as he is a firm believer in 8-6 hours of sleep every night

But when his paperwork stacks up and when you have almost a whole textbook of notes you need to study, he lets go of his beliefs

You of course are invited into his office

You can share his desk or work on the couch/coffee table (yes his office is like a living room)

The coffee pot is moved into said office

The dogs are forced out because their cute faces are too distracting

If you need help with time management he has your back

1 hours intervals

You both work for an hour then take a 15-20 minute break

Maybe do some jumping jacks, eat a snack, have some dog time, anything that’ll wake you up

He does mutter to himself sometimes when he can’t focus on whatever he’s reading, in hopes he can process it better

He would shout at you if you started to fall asleep

“HEY”

“WAKE UP”

You watched as the clock on the wall ticked, counting every second that went by. You watched the long hand make a complete circle at least four times. Your skull felt heavy and it throbbed, and it was a whole neck workout to keep it upright. You shook your head numbly and looked back down at the papers throw around the coffee table. You eyes looked around reading the words off the paper but barley registering the meaning.

You leaned back, against the couch and you back popped quietly.

“Wake up.”

“I am awake.” You mumbled. You yawned and looked over, straightening up when your boyfriend watched you suspiciously. “Can we take a break?” You pleaded. He eyes scanned over to the clock you were previously watching, a small smile on his own face.

“It’s only been thirty minutes from our last break.” He responded. He grouped his papers together and tapped them against the wooden desk, alighting them together.

“So?” You pressed wanting an anwser.

“So Nein.” He answered. You groaned and rested against the back of the couch again. “Do a lap around the house if you need to wake up.” He reached for another stack of papers.

“I think this conversation has been stimulating enough.” You shot back. You winced and quickly apologized. He smiled assuringly and rolled his eyes. “I’m sorry I’m just tired and snappy. I still have three more chapters to get through.” You sighed.

“Just remember after tonight you won’t have to do this for a while, and your going to ace this test Kätzchen.” Ludwig guaranteed.

“Fine, but if I don’t do good it’s your fault for giving me false hope.” You smirked, feeling a little energized again.