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Day 3: Christmas Tree
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It was the 3rd of December. Switzerland and Liechtenstein were on a walk to find the perfect Christmas tree to cut down. The weather was clear and it was sunny out. The freezing cold nips at the siblings’ cheeks and nose as they walk hand in hand through the forest.
“It’s beautiful today.” Liechtenstein says. “”Right, big brother?”
“Yes, it is. But we need to focus on finding a good tree for christmas. It needs to be small enough to fit inside.” Switzerland replies, making sure Liechtenstein kept up with his pace.
The two ran into a familiar face while trudging through the woods. [Name]! They look over at them and wave.
“Hey! You guys looking for a tree? Me too.” They say and walk over.
“Mx. [Name], good day,” Liechtenstein smiles at them and bows a little. “Yes, we’re looking for a Christmas tree. Do you want to join us and look together?”
“Liechtenstein, no! They’re gonna steal the good one.” He shoots her a look.
“Oh, it’s fine! I’m looking for just a tiny little one anyway.” They smile. “A baby tree.”
“Oh… Well, I guess you can stay then. As long as you help us cut it down.” Switzerland compromises.
“I can do that!”
So the three walked around the forest, looking for the perfect tree.
“Hey, that one would look nice in your living room.” [Name] points to a tree.
Liechtenstein smiles, “I think so too! You have a good eye, Mx. [Name]. What do you think, big brother?” She looks at Switzerland.
“Let’s go take a closer look. I want to make sure it’s perfect.” He begins walking towards it, pulling Liechtenstein along.
While Switzerland studies and touches up the smaller-than-average pine tree, Liechtenstein stands next to [Name] and watches.
“Swiss sure is a perfectionist, huh Liechtenstein?” They smile at her.
“I guess a little bit. But I think it’s a good thing.”
“It can be…”
“Okay, this tree looks good! What do you think, Liechtenstein?” Switzerland stands up from his kneeling position and looks over.
“Me? I think it’s fine-”
“Good, go get the saw. And [Name], you help me.” He cuts Liechtenstein off.
Liechtenstein gets the saw, which wasn’t very far away and [Name] walks over to Switzerland.
“Just make sure it doesn’t fall on top of me.”
Cutting the tree was easy. Now they just had to transport it back through the thick snow… Switzerland and [Name] carried it on their shoulders while Liechtenstein carried the saw happily. It took a while, but they got the tree home safely.
“Okay. Thanks. You can go home now.” Switzerland nods at [Name].
Liechtenstein smiles at [Name] before they could respond and says, “Actually, I need someone to test my new gingerbread cookie recipe! You should stay. I’ll give some to you as a reward for helping us cut down the tree.”
“That sounds great!” [Name] excitedly says, stepping inside and beginning to shed their winter wear. “Can I help decorate the tree too?”
Liechtenstein looks at Switzerland a bit pleadingly.
“... Fine. They can help.” he crosses his arms over his chest, secretly happy about the company.
After Switzerland sets up the tree and makes sure it’s stable and after Liechtenstein gets the decorations out of the garage, it was time to decorate. Usually, Switzerland cut and picked the tree and Liechtenstein was the one who decorated it, since she had an eye for what looked nice. This year, Switzerland was joining though.
“Uhm… I don’t know…” Switzerland comments, looking at the tree from the other side.
“It's not the most… Appealing tree, but we had fun decorating it. I think that’s all that matters.” [Name] says.
“Me too!” Liechtenstein smiles happily, “I’m really happy we got to do this together. All three of us. Now we can all enjoy the cookies together. I think I have a bit of leftover cake from Mr. Austria as well.”
Cookies and milk tasted nice after being outside for half the day. They had a pleasant conversation about Christmas.
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Liechtenstein has a stranglehold on my heart rn, can i please have some content with her? Maybe she's close friends with y/n whos another country and she develops feelings for them
Liechtenstein, my beloved
Liechtenstein Developing Feelings For Her Friend
You two had been friends for a few years when she developed strong romantic feelings for you, and you were both at a cafe when she first noticed them
It wasn't a date, but you invited her out for some coffee or tea, sweets, and nice conversation after a World Conference
While the meeting hadn't been particularly stressful or anything, she still jumped at the chance to spend time with you afterwards
You two sat at a booth next to a table, the setting sun creating a lovely halo effect on her hair
You noticed that your compliments made her giggle and smile bit more than usual
She parted ways from you with a smile on her face and butterflies in her stomach
Hungary and Ukraine were the first people she talked about her crush to
During a nice day in with the aforementioned two, she had been on her phone, texting more than usual, which piqued their interests
She took a few minutes to gush about you, giggling with her friends about how sweet you are and the way you make her feel
And then Hungary brought up one small issue: Vash, she knew about her friend's brother's protective streak
Liechtenstein, however, reassured her that she hadn't told him yet and was going to smooth it over with him at a later time before telling them about another cute story where you two were hanging out at a park
Switzerland definitely already knew though
Lately, his sister had been on her phone and more giddy than usual, and while there was nothing wrong with that per se, he just knew something had to be the cause of it and was curious as to what it was
He just didn't know at first that it had something was you
When he found out, he wasn't pleased in the slightest, heatedly contacting you, essentially telling you to cool it with his sister
You had no idea what he was talking about, and decided to talk to Lilli to find out what her brother was so heated about
That's when she nervously invited you to meet her at a spot you frequented together
After exchanging pleasantries, she apologetically told you that she had a crush on you and her brother was just very protective over her
You laughed it off, insisting that there was no need for apologies and invited her out for a date
Lilli was a bit more giggly when she got home, something that did not go unnoticed
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Do you have relationship headcannons for switz?
yas i do. i wasn't sure if you want platonic relationship or romantic relationship hcs so i did both! everyone say thank you yawujin 🗣
{ request } switzerland relationship headcanons 💭︎₊˚⊹
type | romantic relationship , platonic relationship , switzerland losing the idgaf war , cute , light hearted , short read , they/you pronouns used
friendship ♥︎
he's that type of friend that lets you vent for like two seconds before instantly coming up with solutions on how to solve your problems
if you need a gym buddy, go to him and he will agree instantly. he's also a really good option for a gym buddy because he'll help you get a good form on any exercise you do, especially if you're a newbie to working out (been there, done that)
he prefers to hang out with friends earlier in the day rather than at night. he's also a one on one type of friend, so when you do hang out it will just be you and him. he likes taking early morning walks plus coffee or tea, and then brunch at noon.
if it's a holiday, or your birthday, he'll get you nothing more than a box of gourmet chocolate and a card.
relationship ♥︎
makes sure his partner eats well. he doesn't take the "oh all i had to eat today was an iced coffee 🤪" excuse (guiltyyyy) even if it's a smaller meal, he wants to see that they had something to eat/drink
there is nothing that makes him happier than seeing his partner and his younger sister hit it off. if liechtenstein likes you, he knows that he'll be keeping you around for a long time
i feel like he would be the type to want to buy his partner some nice, and i mean NICE clothes. he has the income for it...so every once in a while he'll def take them shopping.
he doesn't say 'i love you' that often because he thinks his love and his admiration for his partner shows through how he treats them. but when he does, he gets all quiet and can't really look them in the face. he isn't used to showing his vulnerable side.
he doesn't even want to show that sometimes he gets jealous...but he's bad at hiding it. he's direct in telling them how he feels, though. somehow, it's easier than expressing how much he's in love with them.
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Oh my god, I need more yandere ludwig. Your work is amazing! Keep up the good work, but don't forget about yourself!!🖤 May I ask what would Germany's behavior be like if the reader were pregnant? Or if their daughter? (son?) already born? It seems to me that nothing will help the poor reader in this case, I see him twice as protective and controlling than he already is. And if we add the fact of the presence of the "Great Uncle Gilbert" ... Just good luck to the nerve cells and the psyche of the reader :')
(sorry for the mistakes, English is not my native language ><)
Omg thank you so much! I am so glad people have been loving my works, the characterization is kinda wobbly in my opinion but still. I really do appreciate the compliments! Your English is quite good doll, don’t worry ;3 love the ask though, the drama would surely be intense. 🐝✨
Warnings; anything traumatic related to pregnancy. non-con. proceed with caution.
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Innere Unruhe
It wasn't necessarily the first thought you had in mind, obviously. You remembered your stomach doing backflips as you wobbled around the kitchen, a rather common occurrence after Ludwig had been significantly rough with you while you were cooking dinner.
His hands pulled up your dress, his fingers tracing your skin as they teasingly played with the hem of your underwear. His other hand snaked across your waist, pressing your back against him as his lips gently kissed your neck. The scent of his cologne overwhelmed you, and you could feel the tension from his workplace leaving his body.
It wasn't the first time, but you still weren't accustomed to it. You wished you were. Sometimes when you wanted him, it was bearable, hopelessly addicting even.
Slowly his fingers begin playing with your silky folds. Never mind you cooking dinner, his hands now pulling at your dress, the apron, your hair messily falling over your back, not caring much about the food Ludwig turns the stove off and seems hell bent on making your thighs shiver from just his fingers.
As you gracefully collapse onto him, he gently lets you slide to the floor while casually starting to wash his hands. You assume dinner comes first, and then it's likely time for the bedroom, where he will carry you off to.
Throwing up half of your dinner was not in your plans though.
Honestly, all you felt was slight discomfort for the past few weeks and you had assumed that was your new normal considering the lifestyle you had with Ludwig. Both of you were active in the bedroom, and even though it was horrible to admit, your lover made damn sure you had reached your climax to the point of blacking out.
It was after when Ludwig had been cuddling with you, seemingly in a sleepy mood today when you might have started breathing heavily alerting the man behind you, it was disgusting and you might have cried out of frustration as gentle but strong hands carried you to the washroom and in a short time, freshly cleaned up, the moment your head landed on the pillow, you were out.
And then you began noticing the symptoms, a woman’s body is bound to act up in a complicated manner during stress, right? So the absence of your period? Must be the stress. The throbbing pain? Well, Ludwig could get very rough at times. Throwing up? Maybe your stomach wasn’t digesting food properly. Sore breasts? Again, rough sex. Excuses after excuses. And with what you were going through, this was simply accepted as your new normal.
Ludwig had begun to take care of you, making sure you were fed and hydrated well, stressing over your health which seemed to take a drastic turn all of a sudden. It was probably just a fever. Perhaps he had been too harsh on you? Nonetheless, he encouraged you to take rest and did everything in the home and looked after you. To you, he was being somewhat dramatic.
But again, you had a feeling in your gut that this was something more than a cold. A woman’s body had it’s magical ways of making such things known. In the form of pain.
Of course, you had lost your balance and went tumbling down the flight of stairs, vision blurry and a strong sense of nausea enveloping your body in its strong grip. You tried breathing heavily, trying to calm yourself down but it hurt. Hurt so bad. And Ludwig had gone to a meeting just a while ago.
“Oi Ludwig, are you— Holy Mother—",
Gilbert. Oh how you despised that man, but how did he get in?, the concerning thought flew out of the window as you felt cold hands land on your forehead, caressing your throbbing head, almost as if he was investigating a wounded animal. Which you supposed was a perfect description.
After that, all you remembered was being placed on a couch, and voices whispering in rapid German. Did he call his brother? Obviously. Maybe he had called him to take care of you since you were unable to so yourself. God, that felt pathetic, so so pathetic.
Ludwig stared at your distressed form with a grimace set on his lips, thank god his brother had arrived in time, but that didn’t necessarily explain what was going on with you. If anything, he was getting more and more concerned about your well being. He wasn’t going to take you to a hospital, the thought of that made him feel disgusted, he was not going to let them touch you.
Instead, he thought of calling for Emma first thing tomorrow. He had given her his workload for today, she might be able to help or advice just what was going on with you,
He had helped you reach the bedroom, letting you lay down and decided to leave you alone at the moment, maybe some good rest oughta make you feel better, and some time alone from him. Was he stressing you out? Was he the reason for this? Sighing in frustration, he felt so annoyed and upset at himself.
It was after a moment of silence when you opened your eyes, the house was dark with only a few lights on, alerting you until you remembered what had happened. Ugh, your belly hurt so much. Trying to lift yourself up, you tried to bear the ache on your waist, at least your vision was clear now with no sign of blacking out any time soon.
Slowly but steadily, you made your way to the washroom, easily pulling off your silky dress and tossing it on the floor. Your hands immediately rested on the floor lengthen mirror and that’s when you truly saw your reflection.
Messy hair, it had been brushed by Ludwig just before so it wasn’t a tangled mess but nonetheless still messy. Your skin was sickly pale with dark circles and dry as your lips, your body seemed to be growing chubbier these days, your breasts hurt and your—
Wait.
Narrowing your eyes, you slowly turned to the side, eyeing your stomach more carefully. Touching the flesh with tender fingertips as if something inside you was telling you to be gentle. As if something was there, your body seemed to be telling you that, your belly had gotten somewhat bigger and the area throbbed in pain at times.
For some reason, you couldn’t breathe.
Thankfully your legs found the toilet seat and you fell right on top of it. Breathing more heavily, you clutched your thighs and tried to clear down your thoughts.
It couldn’t be.
Nations could not get pregnant nor could they make anyone else pregnant. That was explained to you by your agency when you were ordered to spy on the personification of Germany. It was further confirmed by Ludwig. But again, he was a young nation himself, maybe there’s been a mistake. Maybe it was because he had forced you to consume a part of him and become a semi-immortal?
A raspy gasp escaped your throats as you hyper focused on breathing. Just breathe, just breathe.
You know what you had to do.
“Are you doing alright?”, Ludwig asked you as he pulled the blanket over him, his voice laced with genuine concern and a hint of guilt in his eyes. He didn’t bother to pull your body close to him this time.
“It’s fine really”, you lied, obviously. There was a slight tremble in your voice which made Ludwig furrow his brows a bit. Nonetheless, he gave a firm nod and opened his laptop and starting wearing his headphones.
After a while had passed, you slowly pulled yourself closer to him and curled your hands around his arm, nuzzling you cheek against his muscle and sighing tiredly. Stifling a smile of victory as you felt his movements stop.
You heard a sigh and felt his fingers touch your scalp, soothing your roots and soon enough his body was cuddling against yours.
“Feeling well?”, he asked in a whisper and you nodded slightly. Honestly you had done this before to get what you want and you weren’t exactly sure whether Ludwig already knew your intentions or he was just glad to have such soft romantic moments.
“It was just my period acting up”, you mumbled with a fake whimper following soon enough, voice feeble and quite. “I might need to order some supplies, please?”
Fluttering your eyelashes, you gave him a meek expression and you tried hard not to smile or have your heartbeat give away to your plans. You saw him contemplating until you saw a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. He must have been so tired, poor thing,
“Whatever you want”.
He continues watching his show as you scrolled through his phone, putting several items in the bucket list as well as some supplies which you would experiment with later, not that he would know. Ludwig was kind of a simp really.
Finalizing you order, you gave his phone back to him and continues to muzzle with his arm until you fell asleep.
The delivery came quickly enough, you had to contain yourself from showing growing dread and absolute tension in front of Ludwig the whole day, especially when you carried the delivered boxes towards your bedroom as Ludwig helped you and then left you alone to go to his office.
Quickly you grabbed onto a loose dress, some pregnancy tests, a pad and headed to the washroom. Your hands were shaking terribly but you had done it.
You stared at the floor in a newfound terror, as each and single one of the tests showed positive. Each single one. positive. The marks were all you could see as your heart plummeted. Pregnant.
You were with a child. A baby was growing in your stomach which was supposed to be impossible. And it honestly felt as if it was growing faster than a normal child would. Because you could literally feel your body changing at times. It could be, considering the fact this was a nation’s child. Germany’s child. If Ludwig came to know?
You had to escape. Fast.
Knock. Knock.
“Everything alright?”,
Shit. Your head whipped around to stare at the doorknob turning and quickly hid the supplies you brought to the washroom. The used tests were stashed in the pad’s packet and you put on a pad just for the act.
“Do you need help?”, his voice sounded worried and you internally cursed, oh you have helped a lot Ludwig. Fucking thanks.
“Coming! Just making sure it wouldn’t leak!”, you heard a slight cough and rolled your eyes at the man who was probably blushing on the other side of the door.
Seriously what did he expect you were doing? As much as he was sharp, he could be a dimwit. Stupid meathead. God, the anger towards him was growing day by day, especially at your predicament.
“Sorry, I was just concerned Schatz, take your time”.
This was bad. Ludwig was already so strung up about you even though you had tried so hard to show him that you were alright, you had to subdue his worries fast or else escaping with your child would be hard to do so. No wonder, your health would plummet sooner or later and your chances would plummet as well.
You knew he would be waiting just outside for you, so washing yourself properly, putting on a relaxed expression you decided to put on an act.
“Finally, everything good?”, Ludwig asked after an exasperated sigh, pissing you off slightly but you managed to subdue the anger. He grasped your hands and stared at your face, pulling your body closer to his as he took in your scent.
“Of course. My health’s gotten a lot better, you really don’t have to worry so much. I am doing well Ludwig, trust me?”,
There was hitch in his breath as you asked the last question, and in your too. Trust. It was about trust at the end wasn’t it?
You betrayed him the moment you stepped into Germany as a spy, his trust afterwards when you attacked with a gun, knife or a frying pan, trying to escape him over and over again. He couldn’t trust you that easily, that’s been few years ago and yet sometimes you can feel his eyes scrutinize you.
"I made dinner", was the only thing he replied with, holding your hand and leading you downstairs, uncertainty began to bubble up under your skin and it didn’t go away for the rest of the day.
Emma had said that nothing was wrong with you, only a fever which humans had once in a while which subdued Ludwig's and your worries, you supposed she wouldn’t even think of pregnancy being possible. Ludwig only ate in silence as the television played an action movie, your eyes following the scenes.
It was a new show which you saw Ludwig watching, sensing your interest he decided to connect it to the tv. At first, you avoided it like the plague but being bored enough, you decided to give it a try. Which was a common occurrence these days, whether it was something you liked or he liked, it ended up being shared or brought up quite frequently.
Strangely domestic. It unnerved you at times.
"I was thinking",
huh?
Your eyes met his, and you suddenly realized that he had been staring at you all along. You noticed him glance at your hands, causing you to quickly unclench them. Was your anxiety that apparent? Damn.
"I checked your bucket list", he did?
Narrowing his gaze, your heart skipped a beat as he gently held your hand. Which he had broken quite a few times while interrogating you. He took in a deep breath and placed a chaste kiss on your hand and eventually your cheek causing you to flinch, which he noticed keenly.
He stared at you with an empty expression for a while, while you did your best to avoid making eye contact. Your senses became more alert, and you could sense him gradually moving closer to you on the couch. He balanced his plate on his thigh while holding your hand, and his breath gently brushed against your neck as he rested his chin on your shoulder.
You attempted to control your breathing while hyper focusing on the movie. However, the weight on your shoulder provoked your resistance as his hand gradually encircled your back, pulling you closer to him.
"Ludwig, what are you doing?" you asked firmly, but it didn't seem to faze him at all, which only heightened your concerns. This was what worried you at times. While you could usually dissuade him easily, there were moments like this when he didn't play into your hands so easily. This was the man who had hunted you down and single-handedly defeated the rest of your team with his intelligence and strength alone.
"Emma pulled me aside after your test," he said slowly, causing your thighs to clench together. "She concluded me that all the symptoms you displayed were indicative of…" He trailed off and you attempted to push him away, but was forcefully pulled back towards him, his fingers digging into your waist.
He turned off the tv.
You tried to speak up but Ludwig shushed you as his palm was placed on your mouth, "I know you're not on your period," he whispered into your ear, causing your eyes to widen. Your chest rose and fell as you began to breathe heavily, and your thighs trembled as Ludwig nuzzled your neck, planting firm kisses.
He kissed you gently, yet possessively, his warm breath causing you to shiver as you struggled to contain your tangled emotions, trying not to struggle too much. Why did he start doing this all of a sudden? You believed you had finally caught him, but it appeared as though he willingly fell into your trap, as if it was his only opportunity to earn your affection.
"I don't know what your deal is, but don't keep playing the same game that you failed in repeatedly. I'm not begging you like I did last time," he whispered harshly.
"It’s a warning".
He let go of you, placing the plate harshly on the table and stood up. Hastily wiping his hands on a napkin, thinking quickly you clutched onto his thigh, "Ludwig— I was only worried I swear—“, you started, but he only clicked his teeth.
"And? You didn't even try to consult me?" He only gave you a glare, effectively ending the conversation as he left, leaving you in a state of meltdown on the couch.
"Forget it, you can’t get pregnant", he hissed sharply before storming out of the room. You wondered if he was disappointed by that fact or simply fed up with your constant schemes of escaping his grasps.
You had to escape tonight. Though could you even? It wouldn’t be the first time, but that was the issue. Ludwig was constantly on the lookout for any signs of disobedience from you, a man doesn’t suddenly lose his intelligence and brain after fucking a woman, for a while perhaps. But Ludwig despite being hopelessly in love, wasn’t going to play into your games again. Especially if he would end up finding out that you can be pregnant.
You take in a shaking breath, composing yourself and putting your act together as you head towards the bathroom. Throwing away your pad with a dissatisfied grumble, frustrated tears clinging to your lashes. You wipe them away hardly with your hands, exiting the washroom only to crash onto Ludwig, who catches you firmly, both of his hands on your waist.
“what’s wrong— shit—“, he wipes your tears and holds your face tenderly, you wondered if he thought that you were upset by what he said. He stared at you for a while before he hugged you, making you feel conflicted.
You didn’t think you could escape. This would be what? The nineteenth time? Or twenty-two? You didn’t quite remember, every time you were dragged back and punished, whether it was making you beg or cry, in the end Ludwig always made damn sure that you would be his. Even if sometimes you had disappeared for months at a time.
You had escaped to Southern Asia, Central Africa, South America and each time, he found you and brought you back. Nothing helped, your connections and underground friends were all gone and useless because Ludwig made sure that Gilbert disposed off them entirely.
All the drowsiness and sickness seemed to engulf at once as your knees gave out, Ludwig swiftly caught you by your waist, your legs wrapped around him as he layer you down on your bed. His eyes stared at you apprehensively as he towered over you.
You hunched up your dress, sniffling and gazing at the ceiling above. What were you attempting to plan, anyway? You were in a hopeless situation. How could you forget that you had been with Ludwig for years? Years of running away and getting caught again. Even if you managed to escape, you would still be searching and longing for someone to love you as deeply as him. This realization shattered you, made you angry, but ultimately… all you did was take a moment to catch your breath.
"I can’t—", you began but he silenced you, traces of the previous argument evident in his tensed muscles. His jaw was clenched tightly as he stared at your flushed form.
"Trust me?", Ludwig whispered softly, hunching over you as you looked at him with fresh tears falling off your eyes. Understanding what he meant as he traced your thighs, moving your dress to expose your skin, you hastily gripped his naked shoulders, broad frame overtaking your vision.
Soon enough, he began venting all his frustrations onto you. Your thighs were on his shoulders as he relentlessly thrust into you, biting your shoulder and breasts, planting harsh kisses on your skin. His hot breath and deep murmurs sent shivers down your spine, and loud, explicit moans escaped your lips as your eyes rolled back. It was a steaming delirious pleasure coiling around and drowning you.
Once again, the bed trembled from the intensity of Ludwig's thrusts, as he pounded into you with an animalistic force, leaving bruises on your thighs, waist, and back. It seemed like Ludwig was determined to make a point, although you couldn't quite understand what it was.
He fondled your breasts in a gentle manner when he was done filling you with his load over and over again, your body shook from the force it went through. Painful pleasure made you throb, both of your fluids, tears and sweat drenching your figure. Ludwig panted heavily, his muscles flexing in all its glory as you grasped his shoulders and moaned pathetically.
Giving a toothy kiss to your breast, he murmured hotly near your ear.
"You are going to be a great mother".
Your heart plummeted.
Ahem, so what happens now? (I was getting way off topic)
Ludwig would eventually find out about your pregnancy one way or another, whether by some indication or snooping around your damn business. And when he does, he is going to have a breakdown at first. Firstly, because such a thing should not be possible, but lo and behold. The power of a woman knows no boundaries.
However, he would also be ill-equipped to raise a child. Ludwig lacks emotional depth and has little experience with children , he would be uncertain about his ability to care for a child. after having a deep conversation with his family and friends, he would take it as his responsibility since he was the one who put that child into you. And in the end, that was his baby too.
After collecting himself, Ludwig would actually be quite elated. His wife was pregnant, and deep down, he had always fantasized about and desired to have a wife and a child whom he could care for, just as his siblings had cared for him. To have some sort of normalcy and an escape. Soon enough, after throughly researching and studying, he would feel confident enough in himself to shoulder on the responsibilities. Also with you beside him would make him feel more secure.
"Ludwig, it’s not that much of a big deal!", you yelped as Ludwig carried you upstairs, near your newly furnished bedroom where he placed a tv and everything else you might need. Last thing he wanted was for you to move around carelessly and needlessly, unless it was for exercise and hygiene. Gilbert trailed behind him with a grin on his face, apparently he was your especially appointed bodyguard with Emma and Lily as your maids. This was ridiculous.
He would be extremely protective, constantly hovering over you and ensuring your well-being. He would prioritize your comfort and relaxation, carefully managing your eating and sleeping schedule. He would exert control over every aspect of your life to ensure everything goes smoothly. He is afraid of losing you, and his overbearing nature might eventually lead Gilbert to intervene and set him straight. because he would be stressing you out too.
Gilbert would thwart any of your attempts and antics immediately. It was fun back in the days, but now with you being very vulnerable with his brother's child, he would be very firm and protective over you as well. Watching you like an eagle.
Ludwig already has the entire nursery planned and baby proofed, with your input here and there, including everything else a child needs. This man is brainstorming every possibility. He has everything prepared and protected. The medical team is one of the best in Germany, and you have top security from the government themselves after Ludwig requested so.
Considering the fact that your predicament is basically a miracle, it might bring about some curious nations and Ludwig is not going to let that slide. This man is just itching for someone to mess up.
I feel like he would want a boy. He’s not sexist ofc! it’s just that he would personally love to have a son to take care of and raise him properly with discipline that Gilbert inflicted on him but also the affection he needed too. Eventually, it wouldn’t matter. It’s just a preference if he was asked about it.
He wants four btw, two boys and two girls. Ludwig would be embarrassed to admit this, but you will definitely end up with four kids if he can’t help it. He can, he chooses not to.
Eventually, you have twins - a boy who is slightly older than the girl. Ludwig, upon holding their tiny bodies, almost dies. He may have cried, but in that moment, he couldn't care less.
As a Nation, Ludwig's genes would end up overtaking yours, meaning the children would mostly look him with some of your features. Ludwig ofc notices this and makes sure that you don’t end up having a breakdown because of him over the children.
He knows, you might end up having depression and stress, which is why he would be present at home often. Gilbert would also be visiting often with his darling, taking care of the children and ensuring that you don’t lose your mind and hurt the kids. I feel as if Ludwig would be okay with Lily and Emma visiting as well, his children need to socialize.
As they grow up faster, being the children of a nation, I believe that his son would resemble Ludwig right away, with his shiny blond hair, eyes a striking blue, the only in resemblance being your eye shape and eyebrows. Unfortunately, his possessive attitude towards you also starts to develop. Being the oldest son, he feels responsible for taking care of you, which leads to daily arguments between the two of you and Ludwig. He wouldn’t dare argue with his uncle tho.
The girl, on the other hand, sort of resembles you in personality. She has the same confidence as Gilbert and is passionate in everything she does. However, she also possesses an unwavering honesty. She is obsessed with gaining your and Ludwig's approval and desires for both of you to always be together. She is very affectionate and sweet, but also quite anxious, much like you. The only thing that resembles you are her eyes.
You could say that, Ludwig raises them to be equally responsible and have proper sense of duties. But he is softer on his girls, Gilbert is not tho, but he isn’t as harsh on them as he is with the boys. Which is probably why their yandere tendencies are much more apparent— in the end, you suppose it’s a cycle. Little did you know, your girls were taking after you— only that they were yandere too.
Ludwig would end up spoiling them, but at the same time he would be very strict. Mostly because his oldest son gives him very doubtful vibes, his daughter seems to rather dainty, his other son is a nervous wreck, his youngest daughter is a shy bean. But in the end, they aren’t really that innocent. And he knows. You hope they turn out normal though (they don’t.)
He would be enrolling them in the best educational institutions, they will be known as the rich cool kids in school, extremely smart and intelligent. With a confusing aura unnerving but also attracting many people, in the end they end up twisted as Ludwig, when their weight of immortality and power catches up to them.
They would also be very protective over you but you can easily deter them to have some sort of privacy and control. In the end, Ludwig expects them to respect and listen to their mother, and the kids wouldn’t cross any strict boundaries.
Also, Ludwig would be the one making sure you get a proper bath, his hands gentle and soft as he slowly cleans you, while also making sure you were comfortable. This man can’t keep his hands of your pregnant body, whether it’s for a massage or physical affection he can never get enough of.
He will also make sure to pleasure you, especially when your feeling particularly needy or cravings, he will be there between your legs, softly sucking any area he can find. He would especially be fondling your breasts and yes, he would develop a lactation kink. And a breeding kink, honestly this man is kinky af when it comes to his woman.
As much as he would be suffocating, he is also very gentle because he would so nervous that he might end up fucking this up like everything else in his life and he simply cannot have that. He can’t mess this up too.
Constantly asks his brother for advice on how to take care of the kids, and maybe his boss would end up babysitting them or something when he takes them to work lol. You will actually get a lot of help for taking care of the child. Especially if you would be easily tired and vulnerable, you won’t have to worry about a thing.
Although Ludwig would still be very protective with the kids, they would grow up quite quickly and stronger too, which will tone him down. But he would be strict with what they do and how they do it. He would still be possessive over you and paranoid that since his attention won’t be fully on you, you would try to leave him again. So he trusts the kids to take care of that. And they do so.
Things are alright, you could say, obviously not the kind of life you had in mind back in the days. With having strong immortal kids and a husband, but is what it is. Gilbert would tease the shit out of you and sometimes belittle if you act up too much. Ludwig wouldn’t suddenly loose his teeth when it comes down to your or his kids' disobedience.
Things are relatively tame, aside from few arguments, disagreements, tension brewing between nations. You would be rather stable as time goes on, Ludwig would be tamer as well if you behave and stop trying to stir shit up. It’s all good.
That is until….
The winter breeze rushes in as the front door is forcefully opened and then locked. You set your book down on the table next to your armchair as you stand up, the blanket wrapped around you falling carelessly to the ground. You don't care; your eyes are fixed on your eldest son.
"Leonard, what is this?" you cautiously ask him, your breath catching in your throat as you take in the scene. Your senses are overwhelmed by a strong smell of copper, quickly rendering you motionless.
It reminded of you when his twin came in, announcing her utterly obsessive devotion to her boyfriend, who avoided Ludwig's eyes at all cost.
However, she was relatively tame in comparison to this.
Your son, towering over you, almost his father’s height, stood with a manic grin on his face. His dark blond hair messy, eyes glinting with joy but his face— …… they were stained with blood. But that was nothing alarmingly shocking.
No.
It was the poor, shivering girl bundled up tightly in his arms, she was also covered in dark blood, which stained her face and clothes. Sniffling, she attempted to hide her face.
You saw Leonard's eyes roll and frown at her feeble attempt, he brought her closer to give a kiss on her forehead, not minding her flinching away as if it burned. His eyes, lighter than his father's, clashed with yours. A smug look comes on his face along with his familiar grin.
Is he taunting you? Challenging your authority? Or is it a warning?
You wonder if Ludwig knows, or ever wondered that his son committed a bloodbath—
"Fühlt sich vertraut an, Mutter?"
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APH Switzerland x Reader Headcanons
Completed for: @newhetaliafan I’m not sure what the gender is of the user who requested this, so we’ll just use gender neutral for now :)
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•If you already don’t know how, Vasch (YES THATS HOW I SPELL IT) will definitely teach you how to shoot a gun
•Often times, he’ll get jealous if you hang around his sister without him for long periods of time (And gets flustered, what a cutie!)
•To most people, Vasch will come off as stern and cranky, but you know that he’s actually a big sweetheart!
•There’s a 100% chance he’ll take you out on a picnic in the Swiss alps and teach you how to yodel
•Buys you Toblerone bars spontaneously
•You two will often times drink coffee on his porch at a very early hour of the morning and watch the sunrise
•Lilly (Liechtenstein) constantly begs to be the flower girl at your wedding
•Speaking of Lilly, Vasch will do anything in his power to protect both you and his sister (He prottecc, he attacc)
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Hi! I just went through your entire blog and you are such an amazing writer ❤️ if you are taking asks can you do this 1 for me, it’s a bit specific-Can I have a scenario or headcannon of Denmark dating Prussia’s country sisters, they haven’t told her family yet (Prussia, Germany,Switzerland,Liechtenstein,Austria) how would they react to accidentally finding out and maybe all of their reactions to their precious sister (younger than Gil but older than Ludwig)dating the king of Northern Europe?
Hello, lovely~
Knowing how much content is on this blog, I cannot put into words how flattered I am by your compliment! Thank you so much!
Austria:
Roderich considers himself to be one of the "heads" of the family, though you had taught him a long time ago that the title is more a formality at best.
He's honestly a bit surprised by the announcement; he hadn't realised you and Denmark were so close to one another, nor had he even been aware that Denmark was someone who you would be remotely attracted to.
He mentally runs through all he knows about the financial, political, and cultural integrity of your suitor, and reluctantly accepts that Mathius is a decent match for you. He's not too fond of your choice just yet; after all, there is no need for yet another obnoxious rapscallion in this family, thank you.
But knowing that you're comfortable with the Dane? Knowing you're happy and safe?
He offers his congratulations with begrudging playfulness, tempered with just enough of a lighthearted complaint for you to realise he truly is happy for you. When you mime a "thank you" across the table later, he simply nods and offers a proper smile.
Germany:
Ludvig is completely taken aback. He really hadn't considered the possibility of you dating anyone, not for so long anyway. A few dinners here and there, sure. Yet in his lifetime, he had never seen you get too attached to anyone, never seeming to have enough time.
And going steady with Mathius?
Frankly, he's a bit torn- Are you actually happy? Is he happy? How long have you two been waiting for the right time to actually start seeing each other?
But overall, he's happy for you.
He's known Mathius almost his whole life; Hell, sometimes the man had helped raise him when neither you nor Gilbert could.
There's no doubt in his mind that you'll take good care of each other, that no matter how the relationship progresses you will always take care of each other. There's an easy give-and-take between the two of you that he's relieved to see, a familiarity that puts any remaining worries at ease.
He offers a nod of acceptance, some sort of congratulations that he doesn't really process, and later, when he finds Mati trying to raid the fridge at 1 am, a mild and clear threat to the elder should anything untoward happen to you, politics be damned.
Liechtenstein:
Lilli, Mati will confide to you later, is the only member of your family he's actually nervous about telling. Her calm, genteel demeanor always made him feel as if he needs to walk on eggshells around her, as if any "big news" would shatter her. You tell him he's ridiculous.
Lilli takes everything in with a smile that just keeps getting brighter. She's beyond happy for you, knows how busy you've been the past couple centuries. To see you smiling again, dating someone who has such a kind, giving, caring heart?
She is kind of annoyed how worried he looks about her, keeps glancing towards her all through dinner as if she's fragile and can't handle all of the excitement.
You exchange a bemused eye roll with her, Lilli's smile flickering to slightly more mischievous upon noticing Mati's obliviousness.
With time, he'll grow to learn the many antics of this family, and judging by the light in his eyes each time he looks at you-
He'll become quite familiar with the antics, indeed.
Prussia:
It's honestly Gilbert that you're most nervous about.
He only has a handful of decades on you, and, differences in opinions and personalities aside, he has always had your back, has always been in your corner.
You had wanted to tell him the minute things started to get serious, but Mati had talked you out of it, insisting that you should tell everyone together; avoid showing any favoritism, and add to the thrill of getting caught for just a little longer.
For his credit, Gil had seen this coming for ages, honestly expected it to happen a lot earlier. He's a little hurt that both of you kept it from him- Seriously! From him?- but more than that, he's ecstatic. He has unlimited teasing fodder for each of you, and over exaggerates his hurt that neither of you had said anything to him before.
He teases you for your fretting about him, makes sure that between his hug and suggestive comment in your ear- which earned a not-so-nice punch in the arm- that you're okay, and that he's more than okay with your choice.
He does casually mention to Mati, during a monthly meet-up with Arthur, that if anything happens to his little sister, he will gladly maim the Dane.
Switzerland:
Basch processes your announcement quietly, likely too quietly based on Lilli's worried glances and your almost crestfallen features. He needs a moment to process though; big announcements and decisions should always be treated with great consideration, and he is wary that you didn't take that time.
You find him later, hidden under the tree you helped him plant sometime in the 1800s, still weighing his reaction, still deciding how he feels about all of this.
If Denmark sticks around, Basch will have to contend with a new face, a new person, a new personality.
But your silence, your feelings, your worry- They're more important right now.
He shifts, lets you rest your head against his shoulder, allows the nightsong a few moments' serenade.
"Does he make you happy?"
His question has you quiet for a few minutes, sorting through the dozens of meanings behind his question, weighing each possible answer you could give him.
"He does," you finally confide, almost shyly, quiet and secretive.
He's reassured, pats you on the back.
"That's good enough for me."
(I would also like to offer my humblest apologies, dear Anon. It was not until I was prepping the final touches of this post that I had noticed your specification about accidentally finding out they were dating. If you would like, I could make another post for that. ^_^; )
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Hey would it be okay if you did Liechtenstein with a female reader who are dating against Switzerland’s wishes? I’ve been playing around with the idea in my head and I wanna see it happen! Thank you!
Lily has a hard time keeping secrets
Not because she has loose lips but because it bothers her having to hide something- especially from her brother
Chances are Hungary knows about your relationship
And every time you come around she always makes some sly joke that goes over switzys head
Lily has become quite skilled at sneaking out of the house
She usually meets you somewhere away from the house so you don’t end up getting shot at
Your secret meeting place is next to a huge willow tree and an abandoned shed that you and Lily redid to make it look ✨aesthetic✨
You both have a secret language with each other
Like crossing your fingers means “I love you”
Things like that
Because you can’t really show affection in public
You usually have to meet after dark but sometimes Hungary will pick Lily up and drop her off at your house so you can both hang out during the day!
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Liechtenstein x Reader - Enamored With Each Other
A soft smile spreads across your face as you rap lightly three times on the door in front of you. Nerves take over when you hear footsteps approach the door and you stand a little taller, straightening your clothes to look more presentable.
“Hallo, (Y/n)~!” A familiar voice calls out, that being of your best friend Lilli Zwingli.
“Hello, Lilli. Am I interrupting?” You ask a bit nervously, though you doubt you are.
You had asked permission for this outing a bit in advance from her brother, so you know that he likely convinced her not to schedule anything for this time.
“No. Vhy are you here?” She asks, tilting her head adorably.
You smile fondly at her, biting back an aww at the motion, “First, I wanted to give you these!” You announce, presenting a bouquet of beautiful yellow lilies from behind your back.
“Mein gott~!” Lilli coos, eyes locked on the flowers, “Zhey’re beautiful! Danke, (Y/n)!” You smile and press the bouquet into her hand, her telling you to wait a moment before disappearing inside.
When she returns, she beams at you, “Just had to find a vase for them. They look lovely~!”
You smile at just how much she’s enjoying the flowers and shift slightly, the motion causing her eyes to lock onto a picnic basket swinging from your arm.
“Oh! Are vee going on a picnic?” You nod and she grins at you. “Let me tell big brother I’m leaving, zhen we can go.”
“Alright, Lilli.” You say and she disappears once again. After a minute or so of waiting, she returns and smiles at you.
“Let’s go!” Giggling softly at her energy, you hold out an arm, which she swiftly wraps an arm around, her letting out a soft giggle at the gesture.
You escort her to the park that you had chosen for the picnic, one containing many large gardens with a variety of beautiful flowers. Lilli oohs when you arrive, eyes roving from one garden to the next, unable to keep herself from looking around.
A soft smile graces your face at this and you lead her over to a secluded spot where you lay out the blanket and gesture for her to sit in front of you. The two of you sit down and you start setting out the food you packed, it being simple things like sandwiches and cookies.
You both take some food and begin eating, the soft sounds of the wind rustling against the branches and through the flowers surrounding you. After taking a few bites, Lilli turns to you with a soft smile, “Zhis is really good!” She announces, taking another bite.
You giggle softly and smile back, “Thanks but they’re just sandwiches.” You say, not seeing how someone could mess them up.
“True.” She concedes with a small nod, “But you made zhem. Zhat makes zhem better in my opinion.”
A light blush crosses your face as she giggles softly, shutting her eyes and sending you a soft smile.
‘She’s so pretty…’ You think idly at the sight. You’ve had a crush on her for a year or so now but value her friendship too much to confess that to her. Even despite her brother telling you to go for it and that you have his permission, you don’t think that you have that much of a chance with her returning your feelings.
When your attention returns to her, she’s looking at the flowers again, a content smile on her face. You smile in response, continuing to eat while watching her.
However, the minute her eyes flick over to you, yours drop to your food, embarrassed to have been caught staring. The sound of her giggling reaches your ears and she scoots a bit closer to you.
A soft pressure on your cheek causes you to look back up at the blonde, only to see her face moving away from yours. Your face erupts into a dark blush at the realization that she kissed you and she giggles at the stunned expression on your face.
“You vere staring, (Y/n).” Lilli states teasingly, your blush darkening as you look down. Her hand comes up and brushes gently against your cheek before cupping it, her thumb lightly stroking the top of your cheek.
“It vas cute, don’t vorry!” She states with a sparkle in her emerald eyes. You shakily smile back at her and she pulls back, taking her food back in her lap and taking a bite.
You relax when you realize she won’t tease you further, resuming your food as well. Some time passes while you both eat and when all the food has been reduced to crumbs, you pull out her gift from your bag.
She takes it curiously, commenting idly on how pretty the wrapping paper is. You smile at that and gesture for her to open it, which she does, revealing a stuffed kestrel, her national animal.
“Awwww! It’s so cute~!” She squeals as she pulls it close to her chest. Your heart flutters at just how cute her reaction is. “Zhank you so much!”
“Aw, you’re welcome, Lilli.” You reply, glad that she loves it so much.
The next thing you know, her arms are wrapped around you, her face buried in your neck. You wrap your arms around her, a hand coming up to run through her hair. After remaining in the hug for a few moments, Lilli pulls back and smiles at you, surprising you with her next move.
Her lips brush against your own gently, causing them to tingle slightly. A soft blush spreads on both of your faces, your eyes meeting.
“Lilli…” You breathe out softly and she smiles at her name from your lips. “You’re so cute.” You continue, “That’s why I love you so much…”
Her eyes widen in surprise, your own mirroring hers as you realize what you just confessed. “You...love me?” She asks quietly and you look away, nodding shyly in response.
You would’ve expected her to merely accept your feelings before but the kiss has certainly thrown that thought from your mind. So when she giggles softly at the confession, pecking your cheek softly and whispering ‘ich liebe dich auch’ into your ear, you’re not so surprised.
Instead, you smile and wrap your arms around her again, both of you relaxing slightly with the relief that your feelings are returned.
You spend another hour with her in the garden before walking her back to her house, getting invited in by her for movies and cuddles.
Vash ends up walking in during one of the movies and shoots you a soft smile, mouthing the word finally at you before leaving the room. You giggle and when Lilli looks at you in curiosity, you explain what just happened, causing her to giggle as well.
The rest of the day is spent peacefully together, neither one of you wanting to leave the other. You’re too enamored with each other to want to be apart at this point. But that’s perfectly fine as you’ve got a lot of time left with each other. Forever, in fact.
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I wish you would do a fic during world war 2 timeline where the reader is running away from germany to switzerland and faints in the middle of a small stable. Maybe a certain Swiss comes along in the morning to let his goats out to graze when he sees you???? (Sorry! I am not good at this and I am simply dying for this man right now ugh)
I don’t think this is quite what either of us had in mind Lovely, but... I sense the potential for a series here, but I doubt I would ever get around to writing it. If so, I feel this is how part of it would play out. Hope you like it!
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You couldn't run anymore.
Your legs felt as if they were laden with lead, the effort of moving them only emphasized by the sharp ache that kept piercing your senses with each step.
You were well past the border now, you were certain of it. Even if you hadn't completely made the crossing just yet, your ascent surely had left any pursuers at least a few days behind you.
For now, surrounded by forest as far as you could see, you decided it was safe enough to rest, even just for a few hours.
The moon was scarcely a sliver, barely peeking through the clouds, and you weren't going to risk a light.
You weren't foolish enough to fear the fey from the fairy tales your family had fed you throughout your childhood, but you weren't so naive to believe monsters weren't real. Tragically, it seemed you were damned to know just how real they actually were.
You wandered for maybe another hour, relieved to find a quiet stream and, next to it, a ramshackle old barn. You prayed it was abandoned, dared to hope when you noticed no animals nearby, no recent signs of life.
There was a hole worn through the roof, several in the floor of the loft, and what had likely once been a vividly decorated door barely clung to its hinges; you found a warm wave of attached contentment for its ruin.
You barely remembered falling asleep, barely remembered checking every possible exit for easiest accessibility. You did recall thinking how warm the hay was around you- hidden as you decided to make yourself in it- and the silent hope that any rats would leave you in peace.
Morning came with a gentleness that lulled you into a false sense of security. For a few moments, you simply watched the dust play in the sunshine, let yourself listen to the various birds darting between the exposed rafters, inhaled the scents of pine and hay and goa-
You felt your whole body stiffen in your panic, mentally trying to determine which of the six exits would be easiest, which would-
"Wouldn't bother; you won't get far."
If you had been scared before, the sudden presence of a male voice absolutely petrified you. Your heart stopped, your eyes frantically seeking out the source of sound, even from underneath your pile of hay.
"You could try going west from here, but you don't seem the climbin' type."
You let yourself process his words, recognized some sort of strange calm radiating from them, a detached sort of bluntness. It was- odd.
"Then again, appearances can be deceiving. That's what Lilli's always telling me; for all I know you're even more a mountaineer than I am."
Higher peaks to the west then? You really did make it past the border.
Would also explain his accent.
"I would say south, but they're pretty strict on sending people back to wherever they started from, no matter what they're sending them back to."
So you couldn't go south, and there was no way you were going to risk north or east again. West, perhaps, but you didn't have the right equipment, and you'd be damned if you would risk traveling through a pass, and God only knew how far you still were from France.
Other details of your surroundings were starting to register- the steady rhythm of milking, the scrape of hooves against the wooden floors, the smell of toast and jam drifting in through the window nearby. You could hear the flap of clothes hanging on a line, let yourself imagine the older farmer who was casually telling you how best to avoid capture.
Even in later years, you never would be able to explain what exactly possessed you to leave your little nest, never could quite explain how his odd form of detachment gave you a sense of security.
Whatever the reason, you were soon descending the ladder into the main part of the stable, shocked to discover the farmer- who you had guessed was likely in his 40s or 50s- was maybe only a handful of years older than you, speaking softly to his goats as you crept closer, stopping several feet away, head hanging in defeat.
"Where can I go?"
You didn't see him startle at your voice, missed the surprise and curiosity in his eyes when he got his first proper look at you. You were not at all who he had been expecting, and that fact alone changed everything.
"Who says you have to go anywhere?"
The casual wording, a dismissal woven almost entirely into an invitation, had you once more facing your host, confusion etching itself clearly across your features. "I'm sorry?"
If he was at all fazed by your presence, by your past, by anything- He really was making it a point not to show it. He shrugged at your unspoken question, a half shake as he continued milking the little black and brown goat, attention turning to the task at hand.
"You don't have to go anywhere." There was a pointed pause for a moment, and then he was turning to you again, something resembling concern in his eyes. "Unless you- Sorry, I shouldn't assume. Are you meeting someone?"
The sincerity, the concern, the compassion- It was one of the few glimpses of Humanity that you had seen in what felt an infinity, and you could have been knocked over with a feather for how weightless it made you.
But sobriety was swiftly restored, a bitterness to your words as you felt a familiar wave of grief, of longing, of pure, unadulterated anguish. There were so many connections severed, so many people you would never see again, either of choice or-
"There's no one who'd miss me."
You could have been mistaken, but you were quite certain you saw a flicker of anger in his gaze, so swift and unexpected that you forgot all about it in the next moment. "I'm sorry."
You knew he meant it, even if his tone still carried a hint of that detachment. You knew he was apologizing for more than your isolation, for your fate, for not being able to offer you more than he was.
It was a kind gesture, but the platitudes of strangers are a passing comfort at best. He seemed to realize this even as you did, overcome by an abrupt awkwardness that almost immediately endeared him to you.
He was grumbling something incoherent, a redness tinting his ears, eyes directed somewhere beyond you as he collected himself. Finally, he sighed, turning to you once more.
"Lilli should still have some breakfast warmed up. It won't be much but you're welcome to it. We can try to find you some new clothes later; I'm sure you want a day or two to rest up."
You nearly protested; he was being too kind and almost too welcoming; you-
His very pointed glance at your leg- which you had forgotten all about- and the makeshift bandage (made of an old scarf and your mother's formerly favorite apron) immediately silenced any arguments you may have utelized.
With a wince, you nodded in agreement, silently vowing to yourself to not stay any longer than you needed to. He was too good a person- and Lilli, too, though you had yet to meet her- for you to risk putting in danger.
Just for a few days. *
#spoiler alert: they stay forever~#switzerland x reader#aph switzerland#hetalia switzerland#hws switzerland#basch zwingli#aph basch zwingli#hetalia basch zwingli#basch zwingli x reader#readerfic#i think???#hello lovelies!#more a fic than the last one and wow i really do have a LOT of ideas for this like#seriously it was like each town in switzerland reacted differently to refugees then#some just kind of immediately adopted whoever whenever and then others were immeidately trying to deport#i wish i could say i would write more of this but i can't say that i will#maybe someday?#lilli zwingli#aph liechtenstein#hetalia liechtenstein#hws liechtenstein#so she's more of name but hey she's more presently acknowledged that basch is#sir how do you invite someone into your home and never ask their name????????#i love you but why are you like this????????????????????????????????????????????
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Stalking au with… LIECHTENSTEIN! :D
💕Omg I love this!! 💕
It started off innocent. She had a simple girl crush on you. One most girls had. She admired you and thought your were beautiful. Then it slowly started to morph.
As soon as she woke up the only thing she think about would be you.
As soon as she fell asleep her dreams would be consumed by you.
She would wait by the door for hours just waiting for you to show up.
She would only sit next to you.
Every time you had a conversation she would insert herself into it or just stand next to you.
She had to physically sit on her hands to keep them from wandering over to you.
She was always texting you or trying to call you.
She would sneak pictures of you. She had a whole file on her phone dedicated to you.
She would randomly show up wherever you were.
Until it became too much for you.
You blocked her. Every meeting you would always hide behind Russia or England. If you saw her out in public you would ignore her until you were able to get in your car and leave. You refused to visit Switzerland even if you needed to for business.
That just made things worse, you quickly learned.
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