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headingalaxys-spicy · 4 months ago

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Heyyyy I love ur work so much!!! Can I request an allies x reader in which they go out on shopping and reader has the urge to buy something so ridiculous and maybe childish lmaooo like a figurine or plushie and is kinda embarrassed to admit it lmao I just wonder how the allies would react to their partner ❤️❤️

⭐️✨❤️💗 Fluff 💗❤️✨⭐️

Suitable for all so like yeah.

🇺🇸 America 🇺🇸

“Hey Y/N! Which pizza are you trying to-”

The sandy blonde looked up from his grocery list to see that you were several paces in front of him, trying to rush off to the other side of the store. You were itching to get past a cluster of people blocking your path. This allowed Alfred some time to catch up.

“Yo! Y/N! What’s the rush? The freezer section is to the left not all the way in the back!”

“Yeah, I know…I uh…” Your eyes were estimating how much closer you were to the aisle you were trying to get to. “I just want to grab something real quick. You don’t have to-”

“Well, I want to come, darlin’; show me what you’re so eager to get to.”

You bite down on your lip, and your pace begins to slow. Alfred notes this and moves to your side, with the cart still in front of him.

“Why’d you slow down? You were moving at breakneck speed earlier.” He playfully pokes at your cheek.

“I…..” You still had a little ways to go before you were where you wanted to be. “There this series of plushies I’ve adored since I was a kid & there is this re-release…” Your hands nervously rubbed the fabric of your hoodie. “And I really want one of them that I haven’t been able to find for the past couple of years so I can finally add it to my collection.”

“Aw, babe.” Alfred pulls you into a bear hug and tousles your hair. “Hop in the shopping cart! Let’s get to the toy aisle ASAP!” It will feel like you’re playing a live-action game of Mario Kart with how he runs and steers the basket.

🇨🇦 Canada 🇨🇦

As Matthew crossed out another errand that needed to be completed, he noticed that you’d been distracted by the directory. As he caught up with you, he couldn’t help but notice the excitement that began to blossom in your (eye color) eyes. His violet eyes trailed behind where yours were concentrating on. They landed on the specialty toy store that imported figurines from all across East Asia.

“Y/N? Is that where you want to go next, maple?”

You flinched a little when you realized that he was behind you.

“Heh. Yeah…..”

“Is everything alright Y/N?”

“Yeah. I’m just worried about you judging me…. A little.”

“Why would I do that, my sweet maple?”

“Well, there is this one anime/manga series, and I have this collection of figurines that I’ve been trying to complete for almost ten years.” You turn your head to him so you can make eye contact with him. “And I’m just a little afraid you’ll like me less because of it. Or think I’m weird or something.”

Matthew cocked his head to the side before he let out a polite giggle.

“Oh, Y/N. I could never dislike you for something that makes you. YOU. Eh! Come on.” He grabbed your hand while he began to lead the way. “ I frequent this import shop. I know for a fact they just got in a new shipment this morning.”

From there, Matthew will be comfortable enough to tell you that he comes here for all his oversized kawaii plushie needs for his secret room in his house. (He stays there when Alfred is visiting and needs to go MIA due to his social battery being dead.)

🇨🇳 China 🇨🇳

“Come now! We have to hurry, or we’ll miss the shop before it closes for the evening!”

Yao’s grip on your hand tightened as you made your way through the congested pedestrian traffic. Your attention was split between trying to concentrate on keeping up with him and seeing if you could spot that street vendor you’d seen before.

So far, there has been no such luck until you saw it. The unmistakable pastel blues, pinks, and yellows that decorated the cart.

“There!” You said absent-mindedly as your eyes lit up like a lantern.

“Hm? Y/N the shop is at least two more blocks upwards.” Yao began to notice that walking with you while holding hands was like trying to drag a boulder.

“Y/N! If we don’t hurry then-” When he turned around to see what had halted you in your tracks, his amber eyes immediately took note of the iconic pastel sign which read: “Chen Family Fluffy Handmade Companions.” Yao realized the look in your eyes demanded you to go over. He was about to complain about missing the chance to buy the remaining ingredients he needed to make tonight's dinner. He stopped himself when he felt his stomach rumble.

‘Yeah, maybe it would be better to eat out tonight. I haven’t eaten since breakfast & I don’t have the patience to cook anymore.’

“Come on Y/N. Let’s go see if they have that one sparkly light-up bunny plushie I’ve seen you be mesmerized by a couple of times.”

“REALLY?!”

“Yes, Y/N. The last five times we’ve been to the night market together, your eyes have been glued to it.”

“Is it that obvious?” You blush while evading his gaze to look at other illuminated signs.

“Yes, but I find it cute. Why not just ask me to get it for you?”

“I….I dunno….” Red consumed not only your face but your neck too.

“You’re so adorable, Y/N.” Yao removed some of the hair that had fallen in your face and tucked it behind your ear.

“Let’s go get you that plush, then grab some dinner.”

🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 England 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿

The calm early evening atmosphere of the small tea shop temporarily put your nerves at ease. However, the closer it got to 18:00, the more your eyes wandered from your phone to the cobblestone, back to your high tea. Every few minutes, you’d see someone roaming in Brilliant Bright Bee merch. It was a small, internationally known brand of accessories and plushies that you had admired for a long time.

Your eyes bounced back once more to the grandfather clock that was stationed near the entrance.

“Y/N love? Is everything alright? You keep spacing out & seem antsy.” Arthur looks up at you from his Earl Grey tea.

“Yes, I’m fine, Arthur really. It’s just…” Your eyes bound once again to the cobblestone path outside only to spot a cluster of 25-30 people all wearing similar BBB merch, outfits, and plushies. They were all headed in the same direction of one of the three BBB shops in all of the U.K.

‘With that group alone, they may clean out the entire shop….AND take all the Polar Bear n’ Bee limited edition holiday plush I’ve been pining for since July!’ A frown had anchored itself to your face.

Arthur’s eyes followed yours to look at the crowd that was beginning to head towards the Brilliant Bright Bee shop.

“Looking at all those blokes preparing to battle it out over that new holiday collection from that popular indie brand.” As he spoke he noticed how your eyes had widened into cavernous pools of (eye color). They looked eager to join the battle.

“Alright, love. Alright. But we get to redo high tea at midnight.” Arthur gives you a mischievous grin as he reaches for your right hand and places a scintillating kiss on it.

“Pardon me, waitress! I need a shot of Expresso. I need to prepare myself for a retail bloodbath! Cheers!”

[Arthur, my man Alfred’s energy be rubbing off on you. That or you are thinking bout yo pirate days ahahahah]

🇫🇷 France 🇫🇷

Walking hand in hand with your flamboyant Frenchman through the Parisian streets felt like a romance novel coming to life.

“So where shall we end the night? By the river? In a late-night wine shop? On the balcony at home?” Francis was shooting off ideas since, thankfully, he didn’t have work tomorrow.

[A certain British man drank too much booze & needed to get his stomach pumped. JK headcannoning the reason he doesn’t drink caffeine is that while he benefits for the first five hours after having expresso of any kind later on he will be praying to the porcelain god for the next day.]

You weren’t really concentrating on much of what Francis was chattering about. You’d gotten distracted by an ad that was for these handmade bears that would have a special charm sewn into them said to bring good luck.

“Y/N, what could possibly be taking your attention away from Moi?” Francis says while playfully snatching your phone. When his blues land on the familiar stitching logo of the toymaker a Cheshire cat-like grin adorns his place.

“Y/N, you didn’t tell me that you liked patches d’amour (loving patches)! I know some of the people who design and craft the bears….” Francis watched your face transition from shock to pleasantly surprised he knew being flashy in this instance was better.

“I can pull some strings & get you one mi’amour.” He pulled you in close so he could plant a kiss on your forehead. Brimming over with happiness, you almost knocked Francis over when you thanked him with a big bear hug.

🇷🇺 Russia 🇷🇺

“Which coat do you think looks better with my scarf Y/N?” Ivan placed one coat over the other as he looked at the floor-length mirror. Originally your attention was completely on him as you helped him find a new Winter coat.

However, you gradually became more distracted. You continued to roam toward the front of the store & stay there for extended periods of time. Ivan heard your familiar footsteps rush back towards him near the dressing rooms.

“Sorry about that, Ivan! I was just browning some other stuff that caught my eye!” When you turned the corner, Ivan’s violet orbs landed on your smaller figure. He could see that sweat beads were forming at the top of your forehead due to running back and forth so much.

“Eye, see what you mean. It must be a ball because you run like dog to catch it.” Ivan says through a bright smile.

“That's a very fetching joke.” You walk closer behind him. You get onto your tip toes so you can pinch his big nose. “But also, the coat in your left hand is very fetching too.” You rubbed your nose against his, before giving it a quick peck.

“Thanks Y/N. But, seriously, what are you looking at, sunflower?”

“Promise you won’t laugh?” Looking at him with a slight pout which Ivan always found amusing.

“Da. Now tell me.”

“Sooooo. You know that build-a-bear across the way?”

“Da.” Immediately knows where you’re going with this.

“They just dropped the seasonal sing-a-long Holiday Bear & I really want it!”

Ivan giggles.

“Hey! You promised not to laugh!”

“Not at you or in a mocking way Y/N. You are the cuteness just like the things you want. Come.”

Ivan tossed you over his shoulder.

“Let me buy my coat & we can go get your bear.”

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bainutwater85 · 7 months ago

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MY MASTERLIST.

CREEPYPASTA !

obsessive!jeff

ben who needs a girl as..

face sitting with toby

hate sex with jeff

makeup sex with jeff

needy toby

tobias’ note to jeffrey

eyeless jack headcanons NSFW/SFW

jeff the killer general headcanons

eyeless jack and morning wood

more to come~

CASTLEVANIA !

their favorite music

cooking hc

they keep you dolled up

more to come ~

NARUTO !

they keep you dolled up

how they eat pussy.

general NSFW headcanons

NSFW HC. suigetsu, sasuke.

whiny!sub!rock lee

more to come~

MHA

crush!denki x crush!yn

they keep you dolled up

me and you isn’t the answer. bakugou x black!reader

more to come~

GENSHIN !

they keep you dolled up

more to come~

HXH !

they keep you dolled up

more to come~

HETALIA !

kiku x bratty!reader

more to come~

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ari-burr · 8 months ago

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❝ ɪ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪɴ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ɪ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ɴᴏ ʀᴇᴊᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ. ❞

featuring: state of japan // kiku + kuro x country!reader

genre: routine, romance, angst, fluff, history - with some spice ;>

⁀➷ Mornings with Kiku and Kuro are peaceful. By the time you wake up, your senses would be filled with the calming aroma of boiling tea. And with your mind drowsy and yawning, you would smile and fall back down onto the shared cushions at the knowledge that the two actually brewed your favorite drink as a result of your mindless rambles.

⁀➷ Every time you were to speak to Kiku, he always looked you in the eyes. Expressing in his own subtle way, that you always had his attention. Kuro on the other hand, had a habit of avoiding your longing gazes and charming tones but would seem to have no trouble in recalling the meaning behind your words. Seamlessly memorizing all the smallest details, and keeping it in thought for the next conversation.

⁀➷ When you finally work up the motivation to wriggle out of the comfort of the futon, you would head down stairs while rubbing away the sleepiness from your eyes. In the kitchen, you could hear Kuro and Kiku’s soothing whispers in their native language. [Kuro isn’t a morning person at all, but at least he compensates for the silent brooding by making breakfast.] And while you couldn’t decipher what exactly they were saying, you enjoyed the sound of their voices nonetheless.

⁀➷ Already, there would be a cup filled with steaming tea, waiting for you on the table. As you sat down and took a sip, your ears would perk up at the sound of the two men approaching, still enraptured on the topic they were talking about. Eventually though, curiosity would’ve had gotten the better of you and you would’ve asked, “What are you two talking about?” with listless amusement.

⁀➷ Kiku, who was slightly better at English, would be the first to answer. He would explain that their meeting was cancelled due to a certain American’s realization that he accidently booked himself back to back. “That moron. . .” you would say in between fits of laughter. “I’ve only met him in passing, but it’s hard to think that he’s a world-superpower when he acts so silly all the time.”

⁀➷ A long time ago, you would have never guessed that you would end up with these two and apparently, they were on the same boat. Back then, the most you were to each other were acquaintances but Kiku was the first to take notice of you. You were an isolated country and was forced out into the world by bigger nations like him. However, the difference between him and you was that you more fearless towards the unknown. Of course, he could still see the hesitance in your eyes whenever you interacted with nations like Britain or America. You were just as nervous as he was and yet you still smiled on.

⁀➷ For Kuro, he didn’t care enough to pay attention to you at the start. You were probably the most unlucky personification he’s ever met because you didn’t have a 2p. Which resulted in you being forced to attend both 1p and 2p national summits. But as these meetings tracked on with your presence, he would find his eyes drawn to yours more and more. Ultimately taking notice of how you would quiver beneath those narrowed eyes from the other 2ps. You were a nation just like them, but that didn’t mean you belonged. [A small part of him almost sympathized].

⁀➷ As time went on, you and Kiku would’ve gotten closer with him slowly developing feelings for you, and you staying oblivious until the very last moment. Underneath Kiku’s distant expression and formal words would be a turmoil of frustration and longing for you. You were known to be a naturally affectionate person, but you always strayed from laying a hand on him due to taking notice of Kiku’s discomfort whenever America and Italy would embrace him.

⁀➷ He knew for a fact that it was his own fault from putting himself in this dilemma, but at the same time, he was too afraid to do anything about it. But everyone, even the ones who had the most self-control, had their limits and he had to speak to someone other than you to express his dismay.

And that’s how Kuro finally came into the picture.

⁀➷ Unlike most 1p and 2p nations, Kiku and Kuro would of had closer relations as they held similar interests and personalities which complimented the other. But regardless of how much respect Kuro had for his counterpart, irritation would still linger on. Your name was like a profanity. He was fine at first with his counterpart venting out his frustrations, but soon enough, every conversation became about you. About the way you smiled, the way you blushed and stuttered; he knew it all.

⁀➷ It didn’t help that Kuro had to see you on a daily basis. Seeing your face and your oh so awkward yet charming grin; it made his blood boil. However, for some odd reason, whenever you approached to greet him, all his malice laced thoughts would wash away like salted waters on sand. His resting scowl would immediately soften as you spoke to him about mundane matters and politics alike. Were you trying to be friends with him. . .?

⁀➷ Truth was, no, not really. Back then, your goal was to be well-liked by the majority while also standing in the side lines. You weren’t one for the spotlight as it always blinded you from reality. So, you stuck to befriending the calmer nations, finding solace in the lack of complexities that came with befriending superpowers. Japan was by far your favorite nation.

His 2p being hot interesting was just a bonus.

⁀➷ “[Y/n]-chan, do you remember what you said to me before?” Kiku asked.

You tilted your head. “Uhm, that you should grow out your hair?”

“Uh, no-”

“That your 2p’s kinda hot?”

Kiku’s face warmed with embarrassment.

“N...No. It was-”

“What’s cooking good lookin’?”

“[Y/n]-chan, please, let me speak.”

⁀➷ It took a while for the latter to get the words out, but eventually. . .

“. . .I have feelings for you,” he said, his lips trembling at the notion.

You were left speechless, your eyes instinctively moving to his lips. Slowly yet surely, you leaned in to kiss them still.

“I love you too.”

⁀➷ From then on, Kiku and you became a couple, which was a relief for Kuro. He wouldn’t have to listen to Kiku’s mind-numbing rambles now that he was all focused on you. But as things slowly began to settle with the dust, the universe had to insult him with a sudden rush of emotions, and not the bad kind [which was oddly even worse]. Whenever he saw you with Kiku, in the budding garden, or deflowered beneath the sheets, jealousy would arise. But he would always refuse to acknowledge it. Kuro valued his honor and held high regard for his counterpart. And besides, what point is there to crushes when they’re already swept away by someone else?

⁀➷ Having Kuro as an extra addition to your and Kiku’s relationship took a long time, especially when both personifications of Japan are known for their lack of skill in communication. Things eventually escalated though, when you began to notice Kuro’s desired glances or the softened notes in his voice whenever you two came into contact. You brought this up to Kiku, and soon enough, he took notice as well (despite initially brushing it off in the long-held belief that Kuro had no interest in anything “love and romance.”)

⁀➷ “Kuro?”

“Hm?” He looked up from his painting, his ruby orbs meeting yours.

“Do you like me?” You asked, your head tilted with curiosity.

He scowled.

“If you can’t figure it out by now, then I have nothing to say.”

“So. . .no?”

“No.”

“No as in yes? Or “no” as in no?”

“Yes.”

“What.”

⁀➷ You got kicked out of his room.

And Kiku had to comfort you while you were busy sulking in the corner.

“He treats me like I’m the bane of his sad existence!” You cried out. “What the hell did I do to him. . .?”

He sighed softly, “[Y/n], I assure you that you did nothing wrong. It’s simply that Kuro isn’t one to be vulnerable with his truer emotions.”

You pouted, your brows furrowing in frustration.

“. . .He’s a kuudere, isnt he?”

“I’ll go speak with him.”

⁀➷ After some gentle coaxing from Kiku, sooner or later, Kuro does end up confessing his thoughts and desires. Everything else fell into place after that ♡

— ꜱᴘɪᴄʏ (💘) ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ

➸ When things become heavy and heated between you and Kiku, Kuro would shamelessly walk in and keep his presence hidden, biting his lip with desire as Kiku pins you down onto the cushions (...his gentle hands roaming over your smooth skin.) But that’s when you two would hear a quiet sip from across the living room and see Kuro, the perverted bastard sitting on a chair with a smug look on his lips. And as his hand swirled his steaming cup of tea, he would ask: “Why did you two stop? Continue :]”

This sets Kiku off, so he decides to give Kuro a taste of his own medicine.

➸ With your pretty face burning with pinks and reds, you feel Kiku slip off your clothes one by one, exposing your skin to the icy atmosphere in contrast to the heated moment. Kissing down your neck and shoulders and leaving love bites along the way, you feel his lips travel further south. In the corner of eye, you would witness Kuro struggling against his restraints as Kiku makes him watch as you get violated by him.

➸ Kuro is infamous for making your knees weak whenever he pulls you close to capture your lips, his fingers tantalizingly unzipping your pretty, perfectly stylized dress after a soirée. What makes you almost pass out though is the when he slips his tongue between your lips and takes you from there.

➸ Kiku however, enjoys teasing you through sensory deprivation. He’s trained enough to go for months without intimacy regardless of his high libido. So, he’ll being smiling secretly watching as you whine and pine for his touch. It’s a little cruel but he’ll say things like “darling, you must learn to restrain yourself” and “i’ll satisfy you when i’m ready..” in an almost teasing manner.

But the moment you begin whimpering at pawing at his clothes, he’ll pounce at the opportunity.

➸ Kiku and Kuro may be all “polite” and “honorable” for the most part, but behind close doors?

They’re handcuffs, bondage, toys, and blindfolds.

That’s as much as I’m going to elaborate.

note: @sparklingbluerose thank you so much for the request! sorry for the long wait (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ ) ‧º

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erina-writes-headcanons · 1 year ago

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Feliciano Vargas, Lovino Vargas, Ludwig Beilschmidt, and Yao Wang with S/O Who are Serious Most Of The Time Until They Received Their Affection and Get Shy

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A/N: Hey @thekitsuneyokumoku! I knew you requested Hetalia Headcanons in the chat and I let it slide this time because I prefer if you request me in the Ask Button instead of in the chat. Anyway, thank you so much for your idea for this headcanon and I hope you like the final result.

Warning: None

Gender: Neutral

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Feliciano Vargas - North Italy

Feliciano is very cuddly and he likes to hug people around him so it wasn't really a surprise if he tries to hug you as his S/O. Then rubbing his cheeks on your face.

Not only cuddly but Feliciano would kiss your cheeks just out of nowhere because he is affectionate to everyone. If you watch the anime, you would see hugs from Lovino to Kiku. He also tried to hug Ludwig.

You are serious most of the time? I would be not surprised if Feliciano is trying to break your guard just to fluster you with his little affection.

Also, he is also a great cook so he would make perfect pasta for you just to show his love to you when you are hungry but really busy because of your work.

Despite his innocent smile and closed eyes. He enjoys when you are getting flustered when you get shy as you receive his affection but he won't show it.

He is still trying to play this innocently while hugging, kissing, and making pasta for you when you try to talk about how shy you are with his affection. "Huh, what's wrong with it mi amor? I'm just being There's nothing wrong about it, right?"

He thinks you are very adorable when you are getting shy because you receive his kisses and his hugs as your face is burning because of him. He won't stop even if you ask him.

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(Y/N) sat in front of their computer, their/her/his eyes fixed on the screen, fingers dancing across the keyboard. The soft glow of the monitor illuminated their focused expression, casting a warm hue on their determined features. The room was quiet, save for the gentle hum of the computer and the occasional tapping of keys.

A mug of hot, steaming coffee sat on (Y/N)'s table. The comforting aroma enveloped the air around them, creating a room filled with a warm coffee scent. As (Y/N) worked diligently, their/her/his hand occasionally reached out to grasp the mug's handle, the porcelain radiating a soothing heat that travelled up their fingers and took a sip of the bitter yet sweet beverage.

Feliciano peered out from behind the slightly ajar door, he couldn't help but feel a pang of concern as he observed your relentless dedication to the task at hand. He wanted to step in, to offer his warm and comforting hugs so you two could just cuddle together and forget all of the burdens.

Aware that interrupting (Y/N)'s focused work would make you pissed off and receive silent treatment from you. Feliciano decided he could do something sweet for you instead of bothering you and ending up annoying the hell out of you.

An idea sparked in his mind, and a bright smile spread across his face. He quietly retreated from behind the door and headed to the kitchen. With his experience in the kitchen, he gathered the ingredients needed for a comforting meal: fresh basil leaves, pine nuts, garlic, Parmesan cheese, and a box of spaghetti.

Feliciano's heart warmed at the thought of surprising you with a delicious homemade meal, something that would surely bring a smile to your face amidst your demanding workload. He couldn't wait to see the surprise and happiness in your eyes when he presented the plate of fragrant pesto spaghetti, a small gesture of love to remind them that taking a moment for themselves was just as important as their dedication to their tasks.

With the pesto spaghetti prepared to perfection, Feliciano held the dish in his hands. He gently knocked on the door before slowly pushing it open. (Y/N) glanced up from their/her/his work, surprised by the unexpected interruption. Feliciano's warm smile greeted them as he entered, holding the plate of steaming pasta. "Mi Amor!!! I thought you might need a break, so I made some Pesto Spaghetti for you," He skips in happily before putting the plate on your table.

With a soft, affectionate smile, he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss on each of their cheeks. (Y/N)'s surprise was evident, your cheeks warming even more as you blinked in astonishment. You glance at the floor, not expecting a kiss from your boyfriend. "T-thank you, Feliciano," (Y/N) stutters.

Feliciano couldn't resist a playful glint in his eyes as he noticed the pink tint spreading across (Y/N)'s cheeks after the gentle kisses. He leaned against the doorway, his smile dancing with mischief. "Oh, I didn't know a simple kiss on the cheeks would turn you into such a blushing masterpiece, Mi Amor" he teased, his tone light and affectionate. Y/N's shyness deepened, and they tried to suppress a smile as they playfully rolled their eyes.

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Lovino Vargas - South Italy

Unlike Feliciano, Lovino is much more Tsundere when he is trying to show his affection around his crush. You know how he treats Spain so don't expect him to be as cuddly as Feliciano.

However, he does see his other side with his pickup lines so I could see that he would try to make you blush with his Italian pickup lines to try to make you blush.

This can be a little bit awkward though because mostly you are serious and he's not really teasing as much as Feliciano but he can be quite romantic.

Lovino does hug you or kiss you but not in public because he does not want to be teased so he would only be doing it in the bedroom where you two are cosy.

He does think you look cute though when you are blushing but he is not going to admit it as loud as Feliciano unless he does plan to fluster you.

Would also whisper sweet nothing just to fluster you when the two of you are not in public. He's Italian, so he's as experienced as Feliciano in the art of flirting and romance.

Also, he would surprisingly make pizza for you instead of Pasta. His special pizza and he would be pissed if you decide to eat those fake pizza from convenient store.

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As the sun began its descent on a Friday evening, (Y/N) and Lovino. They had been looking forward to this movie night all week long. The living room was adorned with cosy blankets, and a couple of sodas chilling in the ice bucket but it was not complete with the snacks for the movie night.

Lovino arrived first, his trademark scowl softened by the upcoming evening's prospect. He kicked off his shoes and settled onto the couch, sending a quick text to Y/N that he was there. Soon enough, (Y/N) joined him from Kitchen once you place the ice bucket filled with cold drinks next to the couch, your smile infectious as they entered the room.

"Hey, Lovino! Ready for another movie night?" Y/N asked with a soft smile on her/his/their face.

"Yeah, yeah, I guess so," he muttered, trying to mask his own anticipation.

Lovino Vargas leaned back on the couch, his attention divided between the Netflix menu and the movie selection. He shifted slightly, glancing at (Y/N) seated beside him. With a bashful smile that he tried to hide, he wrapped his arm around you. As he pretended to scroll through the movie options, his fingers brushed against (Y/N)'s arm, a subtle way of conveying his affection.

Lovino's heart raced as he felt a mixture of nerves and excitement, his arm wrapped around (Y/N). Just as he was beginning to feel more at ease, the distant sound of the doorbell pierced the air. He quickly pulled his arm away, the sudden movement accompanied by a muttered grumble under his breath. His cheeks tinged with a faint blush as he tried to regain his composure, cursing his own awkwardness.

As the doorbell rang, (Y/N) sprang up from the couch. (Y/N) hurried to the door, their/her/his steps quick but controlled. Opening the door revealed the pizza delivery person with a frown on the delivery man face. "Here's your pizza," the guy hands the pizza box. "Alright and here's the cash and the tip too," (Y/N) mutters before pulling out a few bucks and giving it to the delivery man.

As (Y/N) reentered the room, pizza box in hand, Lovino's eyes flickered towards the delicious prize they held. However, Lovino glances at the pizza box. The box is written 'American Express Pizza' and he puffs his cheeks together. "Mi amor. Did you buy that Horrible American Pizza?" he asks. "They are not horrible and yes, I did," (Y/N) looks at Lovino.

Lovino's nose wrinkled ever so slightly at the mention of American Express Pizza, his preference for Italian cuisine evident in his expression. "Ugh, American Express Pizza? You know I can't stand that stuff," he quipped. "Hey, how about this? Since I can actually make a proper Italian pizza, why don't we make one together? I'll show you the real deal, and then we can enjoy it while watching the movie," He held one of your hands and drag you to the kitchen.

A light blush painted (Y/N)'s cheeks as Lovino gently took your hand, his touch sending a subtle thrill through you. His actions were unexpectedly tender, and they followed him willingly as he led them to the kitchen. The scent of ingredients and the warmth of the oven filled the air, creating a cosy atmosphere that matched their fluttering emotions.

Lovino turned towards them, his gaze meeting theirs. Before (Y/N) could say anything, he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss on each of (Y/N) cheeks, his affectionate gesture momentarily leaving her/him/them breathless. The surprise of his kiss deepened your blush, (Y/N) heart beating a little faster.

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Ludwig Beilschmidt - Germany

Unlike Feliciano, he is much more shy with showing affection so it is going to be awkward between the two of you. He does love you but it takes a long time for him to hold your hand or to give a kiss on your cheeks.

To show his affection to you how much he loves you mostly from his chocolate cake since he could bake the best chocolate cake since we know he doe love baking.

Other than baking chocolate cake for you. Ludwig would be most likely show his affection to you through Act service. It would be like cleaning your room, teaching you the subjects you did not understand, or protecting you.

Nevertheless, Ludwig does try to be affectionate to you. Each time he goes home from the world meeting. He would give a little kiss on the crown on your head but he doesn't always do it often because he would get a bit shy when giving you a kiss.

Sometimes he would try to make himself brave by kissing you on the lips even though it ended up causing him to blush madly and things getting even a bit more awkward than before.

Ludwig might be not affectionate in public but he does give you some little kisses when in the house and no one is watching. He's aware that his brother are going to tease him so he only being affectionate when no one is there too.

Also, he does think when you blush are endearing byt just like Lovino. He is not going to admit it out loud when you are blushing because of his kisses.

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On a tranquil afternoon, (Y/N) found themselves immersed in the company of Ludwig's Dogs, Arter, Berlitz and Blackie. The soft glow of the TV illuminated their faces as they all settled in for a movie night. Blackie lay by (Y/N)'s feet, a comforting presence emitting a quiet warmth. Berlitz perched excitedly on the cushion next to (Y/N), occasionally tilting their head in response to the flickering images on the screen.

Lastly, Aster occupied the space by the window, as if keeping a watchful eye on the world outside and waiting for her master to go home just like (Y/N) too. Despite sitting together with the triple furbabies, (Y/N) could not help but feel lonely as Ludwig had been staying in another country for the world meeting.

Despite the movie playing on the TV screen, (Y/N) found their/her/his thoughts wandering elsewhere, unable to focus on the storyline. Ludwig had been away in America for a week. (Y/N)'s mind was fixated on the front door. Every distant sound, every creak in the house stirred a spark of hope that it might be Ludwig's arrival.

As the minutes stretched into the night, (Y/N)'s gaze shifted from the TV to the clock on the wall. The hands of time seemed to be moving at an excruciatingly slow pace, reminding you that it was growing late. With a sigh, (Y/N) reluctantly tore their attention away from the door and decided to head to the kitchen. The dogs followed closely, their/her/his presence a comforting reminder of the waiting they were all engaged in.

In the warm glow of the kitchen lights, (Y/N) set about preparing a simple meal. They gathered ingredients, chopped vegetables and seasoned the chicken. The dogs sat nearby, their attentive eyes fixed on every movement, their tails occasionally thumping against the floor in anticipation. As the scent of food filled the air, (Y/N) couldn't help but smile at the three dogs' excitement.

For Blackie, Aster and Berlitz, diced some leftover chicken that you had used and some scrambled eggs for the extra since she did not want them to get bored with only chicken. The dogs, their tails wagging in excitement, gathered around their designated bowls, ready to devour their given food.

A sudden hush fell over the kitchen as the distinct sound of boots echoed from outside. The dogs, their ears perked up in unison, froze in their tracks, their meals momentarily forgotten. Blackie, Berlitz, and Aster exchanged knowing glances, their instincts alert to the approaching presence.

The triplets moved in unison towards the living room, their sensitive noses catching the scent of someone familiar. Ludwig had finally returned. The kitchen fell silent but the sounds of the dogs barking from the living room reached out to (Y/N)'s ears. This causes (Y/N) to stand up from the chair, following Balckie, Berlitz and Aster together.

The door swung open, revealing Ludwig's figure framed by the warm light spilling in from the outside. (Y/N)'s heart leapt at the sight, a mixture of relief and excitement flooding your senses. Without hesitation, Ludwig closed the distance between them. As he reached (Y/N), a shy yet affectionate smile curved his lips.

With a gentle gesture, he reached out, cupping (Y/N)'s face in his hands, his eyes never leaving theirs. And then, in a moment that felt like a whisper of time, he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead and then placed his lips on top of your lips. The tender kiss from Ludwig left (Y/N) feeling a rush of emotions that spread like wildfire across your cheeks. A delicate blush crept up, tinting their skin with a rosy hue.

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Yao Wang - China

Yao Wang is shameless when he is showing his love so it was not surprising that he would latch out on you out of nowhere when he feels cuddly.

Yao wang is just as affectionate as Feliciano but a little bit more stern when he is taking care of you when you are sick, scolding you and feeding you hot soup.

When you are blushing. he would squeal as he thinks you look really adorable when you are getting shy as he is showing his affection to you.

You could expect him glomping on you and telling you how much adorable you are when you are blushing madly. Also, not going to let go of you even though you told him to get away.

Does not mind PDA at all and does not even realize that he is really embarrassed as everyone watches him being lovey-dovey to you. Would hug and kiss you everywhere and anywhere but not kiss on the lips. He's surprisingly a little bit shy when it comes to kissing on the lips.

Also, would even smush your cheeks when you are getting shy when he sees you getting embarrassed after he kisses you or hugs you.

Another guy who would be willingly try to break your guard and your serious face just to see you blush and giggles when he is being cuddly to you.

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In the midst of her/his/their daily routine, (Y/N) settled into a virtual Zoom meeting, connecting with your manager and fellow colleagues scattered across different locations. As faces appeared on the screen in the computer screen, the manager greeted their teammates with a smile on his face. "Good afternoon everyone. Let's discuss our project with our upcoming plan for a drink," he places his arms on the table.

Yao Wang found himself reclining on the bed, his patience gradually waning as he awaited (Y/N)'s meeting to come to an end. The passing minutes seemed to stretch, and he couldn't help but sigh softly, his expressive eyes reflecting a mix of anticipation and restlessness. As the voices from the virtual meeting continued to emanate from (Y/N)'s device, Yao Wang shifted his position, starting at the bald glasses men.

Yao Wang's eyes began to droop as the minutes dragged on, the monotony of waiting causing drowsiness to creep over him. The hum of the meeting had transformed into a distant buzz, and he stifled a yawn, his eyelids feeling heavier with each passing moment. Until suddenly a spark of inspiration lit up in his mind.

With renewed energy, Yao Wang pushed himself up from the bed, his boredom momentarily forgotten as he had tons of ideas about what to do to take your attention away from the bald manager. The man decides to surprise (Y/N) with a homemade culinary extravaganza as he dove into the culinary world.

With determination in his eyes, he gathered the necessary ingredients and set about recreating a trio of beloved Chinese dishes. The kitchen came alive with activity as Yao Wang skillfully chopped vegetables, marinated meats, and orchestrated the symphony of sizzling pans. The aroma of sizzling meats and the mingling scents of various sauces filled the air, promising a mouthwatering feast in the making.

With unwavering focus, he whipped up a sumptuous Kung Pao Chicken, the marriage of spices, peanuts, and succulent chicken pieces tantalizing his senses. Lastly, Yao Wang decides to create an Orange Chicken as the chicken fried until perfectly golden-brown and coated with Orange Sauce.

Strutting inside the bedroom with pride, Yao Wang entered the room where (Y/N) is still talking with the other workers and their/her/his manager with the tray in his hand inside there are rice along with the chicken that he made and a pair of chopsticks. Yao Wang set the plates and the bowl on the table, arranging them thoughtfully as he sets them on the table.

A delightful and enticing aroma wafted through the air, drawing (Y/N)'s attention away from the meeting. As you turned around, your eyes met the scene before them, a beautifully laid-out lunch spread that showcased Yao Wang's meals and Chinese food specialities. With a mix of surprise and appreciation, (Y/N) couldn't help but smile a little bit with a blush on (Y/N)'s face.

Yao Wang's observant eyes caught the flush that graced (Y/N)'s cheeks as (Y/N) realizes the meal that he had prepared. A small smile played at his lips, his heart warming at the sight of your reaction. He closed the distance between them with a soft yet purposeful step. As he reached (Y/N), placing a gentle kiss on your cheeks.

"我爱你，你害羞的时候真可爱." (Wǒ ài nǐ, nǐ hàixiū de shíhòu zhēn kě'ài - I love you, you're really cute when you blush.)

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headingalaxys-sweet · 3 months ago

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Dreaming of Spades (America x Reader) Drabble

This was just a Drabble / Oneshot that came to me while I was faded as hell enjoy the fluff!

Magic! You felt like pure magic!

You know that sugary type of love you’re told about in fairytales when you’re young?

You’d never felt like this before. It felt like your heart had grown time ten. It felt like you’d found the love you’d always yearned for. You’d been lost in a powerful trance thinking about someday you’d be proposed to by the man or merely the idea you were in love with. It didn’t matter which because it felt so real. It felt right. You were at a level of euphoria that was entirely new to you. You wanted- No, you Knew with a level of certainty that this daydream was absolute. Your eyes fluttered from a screen to your art to other parts of the room. Listlessly, your eyes were filled to the brim with shards of stars and vibrant flowers against a dark abyss. You couldn’t move. You couldn’t speak. You drift off to another reality, or was it a different part of the current timeline?

You didn’t know but were curious to find out. As your mind became more comfortable with being adrift within the indigo blackness that now enveloped you, your mind did its best to concentrate on the millions of microscopic stars. As you drifted back to the dream of whence you came, your presence did not go unnoticed.

“Where is that energy wave coming from?” Said a lonely King who was draped in nothing but sapphire hues. His outfit was adorned with multitudes of Spades. He wandered away from his throne to take a look outside the window. There against the darkened sky was a figure of a woman floating down from the sky. A bright pink glow was emanating from you. That energy that came from you made him feel at ease and wonderful.

It felt as though he’d been through something like this before. Was it a daydream come to life or another teasing Deja Vu? King Alfred knew that he’d seen or even met someone like you once before. He was just bemused that he couldn’t seem to remember.

It felt as though the doldrum spell had been broken. As soon as you were about to touch the ground, a decrepit black hand had sprung from the ground and dragged you under. It needed a fresh new human that had plenty of love energy to give.

“Oh no! That woman needs help!” He was unable to currently remember your name. As soon as the ground swallowed you whole, King Alfred’s heart sank along with you. He had an urgent need to know why you made him feel this way. The sudden burst of energy that he received from you gave him enough of a boost to come and search for you in the Hollow Realm.

Briskly, he picked up his sword from the mantle above the fireplace and ran down to the deep depths of the cold dungeon. There stood a mirror that acted as a portal to different dimensions. He placed his hand firmly on the clear surface. All he had to do was concentrate and say aloud where he wanted to go.

“TO THE HOLLOW REALM!” With that, he was engulfed with light and taken to his desired location. The place was dreary and painted pitch black. Alfred had to ignite a dim fairy light so he wouldn’t draw too much attention to himself. He didn’t want creatures of this realm to hinder him.

King Alfred tracked you down by following the intensity of the energy you continued to give off. The spark you emitted got stronger the deeper into the Hollow Realm he traveled. He began to have fragments of memories that floated into his consciousness.

Holding hands as you strolled through sunflowers.

Hiked through pink hydrangeas.

Milled among red peonies.

He remembers your face among the flowers and remembers it well. His heart began to race as it was tantalized by vivid memories of a vibrant love story that he knew had to exist.

As the spark within him began to grow into a flame he looked up to see you were sealed away in a translucent glass bubble with spellbinding flora that was draining the life from you. Little by little, the rosy light began to diminish. King Alfred was hit with a lightning bolt of horror that shook his entire body.

“No!!!” Just as he was about to rush up the stairs to break you free, a bush of petunias had punched him in the gut. It prevented him from even taking a step on the stairs that led to you.

“I’m not going to let some stupid plants stop me!” He shouted as fragments of shattered stars infused themselves with yellow carnations, orange lilies, & black roses. Each was filled with a strong potency or resentment, rejection, anger, and hate. They turned into bush monsters of varying sizes. The beasts growled at him giving a final warning to back away from their latest victim.

King Alfred didn’t back down. He was hardly afraid. He readied his blade and stared down the monsters. He began to chop them down into nothing but pitiful petals & shredded leaves. He was able to secure his path that led to you.

King Alfred was overflowing with emotion when he was able to look at your face up close. He knows it was you. That you were real and his memories weren’t from some far off dream.

Y/N the human, who’d fallen into the river of space and time. You just so happened to fall into his kingdom from the fast-moving waters. Even though the first time you were only there for a short time, you’d made an everlasting mark on his heart. He could never forget. He could never let go, and that’s why your energies could connect.

The flagitious flora of the hollow realm wouldn’t keep you away from him. No matter how many times it liked to keep you away from him. No amount of throwing you into unseen portals and kidnapping you through the underground would keep you away from him. Nothing ever would. Not from the Mighty King of Spades.

King Alfred promised you that he’d be your prince while your pinky was intertwined with his…right before you’d be able to seal the deal with a kiss. Water, bubbles, and tears had blurred your vision and you were suddenly back to the life you loathed most of the time. Was it a dream? Or was it real, you constantly asked yourself. You swear you could hear your heart yell at you & tell you all of it was indeed true. But you couldn’t remember how you got there in the first place, much less how you’d be able to get back. Life went on doldrums, and slowly you began to forget about the royal man who was dressed in nothing but sapphire hues. You could only ever remember when your eyelids were shut.

When Alfred tried to stab the bubble, you were encased in a blowback of epic proportions that repelled him away.

“Ah!” His voice echoed into the darkness. This had awakened the monster that was using you as a battery.

“Let her go, you fowl beast!” It kicked Alfred off the plateau of where he once stood. The thing was decorated in sprightly flowers that expressed disdain. Alfred conjured up all his strength, and he got an added dose just from being close to you. He recovered his sword and summoned his wand.

King Alfred enchanted his sword so he could subdue the evil Flora beast. He began to cut it down to its roots, removing its ability to regrow anymore. It all came tumbling down. The petunias that glowed an angry scarlet turned into cherry-colored roses that sang cheerfully. The orange lilies that radiated with hate transformed into bright yellow sunflower petals, symbolizing positivity and strength. The sour lemon carnations converted into sweet pink peonies.

Everything felt like it was that day he had lived through before. Petals enveloping his senses with–

“Y/N!!!” He shouted as you came crashing to the ground. Your bubble had burst when he’d defeated the monster. King Alfred had caught you in the nick of time.

“Y/N!!! Y/N!!! I’m glad you’re safe!” He planted a kiss on your awakening eyes. When he came into full view of your vision, your eyes were wide with pleasant surprise.

“I…I am too. Are you the reason why it felt as though magic was coursing through my veins? Why it feels as though I’ve met you before?”

“Sometimes, when a dream is kept a light in your heart, it can come true when you believe that it can be real. It may seem only to be a dream for a while or a vision; either way, a human heart can make something real just as you have.” He placed another kiss on your forehead.

“It’s just great to finally see you again.” You smile warmly at him.

“Likewise, I knew my dreams had been too lucid not to be real. Since it took me a while to find my way back here…I started to believe that the days we spent together in the gardens and on the streets in the Kingdom of Spades were nothing more than sweet lies that my mind had spun up.”

You gently placed your hand on his cheek to reassure yourself that he was truly there, that he was truly real.

King Alfred took that as his chance to grab your hand and kiss it.

“Let’s get out of this dark place Y/N.” He carried you back to the portal and, with a shout:

“BACK TO THE KINGDOM OF SPADES!”

Glittering silver light flooded your vision for a few moments. You were back in that familiar palace your heart had dreamt of for long periods of the night.

King Alfred set you down & let you in the care of his servants.

“I’ll see you in a little while, okay? They’ll help you clean up after that ordeal.” Vaguely gesturing to your dirty and slightly torn clothes.

“Glad to see you back here, Princess Y/N. Do you remember us from your previous dreams?”

“I do. I think my memories are slowly coming back to me.”

“That’s good; now let's get you presentable. The King has a special proposal for you.”

You donned a coruscating rainbow dress with blue as the overtone. Your (hair color) was pinned up into a high bun. Your heart was beating fast. The magical feeling was tingling your insides again. It felt as though tons of butterflies would burst out from underneath your skin.

As you made your way to the throne room where King Alfred resided, he, too, was somewhat nervous, but he could feel that your hearts beat in harmony. As you made your way through the double doors in your beautiful gown, Alfred was once again struck by Cupid's arrow. He gripped the small box in his pocket as he descended the steps to greet you. King Alfred was utterly silent as his cerulean eyes never left you once you entered the room. He got down on one knee right in front of you as he asked with his whole kingdom watching:

“Y/N, will you marry me?”

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thenerdyselfinsert · 1 month ago

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Frisches Luft (Fresh Air) | Ludwig Beilschmidt (Germany) x Reader

Is this partly to practice my German? A little bit. But also, I don't see enough writing where Ludwig does anything German outside of what he does in the show, so here's this. This has not been proofread. Translations at the bottom.

Pairing: Ludwig Beilschmidt x Reader

Tags: Fluff, established relationship

Summary: You had originally moved in with Ludwig during the summer. Though some German traditions you didn't quite understand, you didn't mind frisches Luft (opening all of the windows for some fresh air). You actually quite enjoyed the breeze that would float through the house during the summer. But it is now winter. And snowing. And you are not as fond of frisches Luft during the winter.

"Liebling!" You called to your boyfriend as he opened the windows. Cold air rushed through, chilling you to the core as you pulled your blanket tighter around you. Ludwig paused for a moment, look at you.

"Ja, liebe?" He asked, cracking open another window.

"Do you really have to do frisches Luft the winter?" You asked, another chill running through you.

He nodded, "Natürlich, liebling. It's gut for us. It gets rid of all the dirt in the house."

"I don't think that's how that works," you said. "Baby, it's below zero out there!"

"And??" he asked incredulously. Another shiver ran through your body, your teeth beginning to chatter.

"You're trying to kill me," you whined.

He rolled his eyes, "Dramatic much?" You pouted at that, standing up and padding over to him. You moved close to him, resting your forehead on his shoulder.

"What are you doing?" he said, confusion all over his face.

"You made me cold," you said. "Now you need to fix it by making me warm."

He let out a scoff before ushering you back to the couch, "You sit here, I'll warm you up once I'm finished airing the house." You let out an annoyed groan, but did as you were told, curling up in a ball on the couch.

About fifteen minutes later, Ludwig re-appeared in the living with another large blanket in his arms. He made quick work of wrapping you in the blanket, warmth radiating off of it. It melted the ice off your bones, your muscles relaxing.

You raised an eyebrow at him, "Did you warm this up in the dryer?"

"Ja, natürlich," Ludwig said, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you close. "You said you were cold, I thought this would be the best way to warm you up. I have the kettle going too."

You stared at him with big eyes, your heart melting at that, "You're such a sweetheart meine Leibling."

"Nein," Ludwig said, a blush dusting across his face, "I'm efficient."

"Nuh uh," you said, "you told me warming up my blanket in the dryer was a waste of energy."

"Well, ja, it is," he said before his eyes met yours, "but your teeth were chattering and you weren't going to stop complaining until you were warm."

You smiled at that. "You love me."

His usually stoic face melted at that as he pressed a kiss to your forehead, "Ja, I do."

"After you close all the windows, maybe we can have a cozy night in?" you said. "Maybe sit on the couch and cuddle, and watch a movie?"

Ludwig let out a little sigh, saying, "I would love to mein schatz, but I have a lot of paperwork that I need to get done, and presentation that needs to be finished before the conference next week."

"Oh, bitte Ludwig?" you asked, "How often do you take a break? Not often enough in my opinion."

"I'm sorry lieb-"

You removed your hands from your blankets, pressing the cool appendages to his face, stopping him in his tracks.

"Scheiße liebe!" he said, removing your hands from his face and holding them in his own. "Your hands are ice! How did that happen?"

"You did that!" you said, "How are my hands supposed to get warm without you here to hold them?"

He rolled his eyes, "Smooth liebling. Very smooth."

"I meant it Ludwig," you said, scooching closer to him, "Just one movie? And then you can get back to work. Or you could bring your laptop in here and we can cuddle while you work and I watch the movie? Please?"

Ludwig let out a sigh, bring your hands up to his mouth to blow warm air on them before saying, "Fine, you got me. After I close the windows and make your tea, I'll sit and do my work in here. But just this once, got it? Don't expect this to be a regular thing."

"Of course mein liebling," you said, pressing a kiss to his cheek, "Ich liebe dich."

He let out a chuckle, pressing kisses to your knuckles, "Ich liebe dich, auch, Schatzi."

And so, that's exactly what he did. After a few minutes of fresh air, he closed all the windows and made some warm drinks while you picked out a movie. The two of you spent the rest of the night cuddled on the couch, Ludwig working on whatever it was he worked on and you falling asleep on his shoulder. Though you hated Frisches Luft, you loved cozy nights in with your boyfriend.

Translations:

Liebling -Darling

liebe - Love

frisches Luft - A German tradition where you open the windows in the home to allow in fresh air

Natürlich - Naturally/Of Course

mein Schatz - My treasure

bitte - Please

Scheiße - Shit

Ich liebe dich (auch)- I love you (too)

Schatzi - a German term of endearment

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apple---cider---vinegar · 10 months ago

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Francis and hairties

Au contraire to popular belief, Francis was a laid-back person; preferring to spend his days cooking warm, hearty stews and meals, or, on other days, reading.

It was soothing.

He was soothing.

He calls for you from the kitchen and you're only too happy to check in on him.

"Darling, i need a hair tie"

"Got it"

It was a rare thing for Francis to forget to tie his hair back but now that he had, you stand on your toes to reach up and tie it back.

"Thank you, sweet one"

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siren-serenity · 1 year ago

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the ways i say 'i love you' 🌈

characters: arthur kirkland (england), gn!reader warnings: fluff, romance a/n: - arthur kirkland asdfghjklasdfghjsfgoandv *cue siren fainting* - he is my babygirl fr - i think this just turned out into a 'how to brew tea' 101 session lmao - feedback is appreciated!

reading a book together

the raindrops platter against the window, creating a racket of noise but it was ignored inside the warm household. a duo sat side by side on the old couch, books in hand and their eyes fixated on the tale the words weaved together beautifully. it was like they were transported into a whole different dimension where dragons and magicians roamed free and the limit is limitless. on the small nightstand, a lit candle flickered. the sweet aroma of a forest wafted in the air, further adding to the illusion and you breathed it in. a smile grew on your lips. "good book, love?" arthur murmured, placing a bookmark on his page before giving you his full attention. his emerald eyes read your sypnosis quickly as you nodded. "it's well-written and the plot is unique," you explained. you stood up, cracking your stiff joints and groaning at the relief you felt. "want to lean on me instead?" arthur moved aside the pillow and you smiled gently. you sat back down again, this time leaning your head on his shoulders and your arm wrapped around his. this way, you could smell arthur's scent alongside the forest-scented candle; his cologne was different this time. it was more him, the scent of roses and the seaside somehow suited him. together, you both cracked your books open and continued reading in peace, ignoring the ferocious winds and the roaring thunder beyond the little bubble of peace.

tea time together

there is a soft alluring scent coming from the kitchen. it disrupts your work zone and invites you to investigate the source of it. as you exit your office and turn left, you spy arthur's golden hair in the midst of the grey monotones of the kitchen and smile. "sweetheart?" you call out, watching as arthur spins around with teabags of all shades in his arms. you chuckle and walk forth, pressing a small, featherlight kiss on his cheek before wrapping an arm around his waist. "what are you doing?" "just making tea, love," he returns the kiss to your cheek; his own cheeks were the shade of bright red as he quickly turns back to decide. "i just can't decide what to brew today..." you hum, using your other arm to hug him around the waist and bury your face in the crook of your collarbone. "teach me about tea?" "well, there's a lot to know about tea," arthur began. his emerald eyes sparkled as he rambled and that was what you loved most about him. how passionate he could get when he is talking about the things he loves most. "the most important thing to note is every tea has specific optimum temperatures to be soaked in. for example," arthur held up a packet of green tea. you noticed how it matched his eyes and quickly shook your head to clear your mind of thoughts. arthur gave you a raised eyebrow before continuing. "green tea doesn't actually need to be boiled at water's boiling temperature. somewhere around 70 to 80 celsius will do the trick. and only soak it for 2 to 3 minutes. any more and the tea will be too infused with green tea." you leaned in, taking a small inhale of the green tea before smiling. "smells nice, love. can we try this?" arthur nodded while grinning. his hands automatically began to grab whatever he needed as he spoke to you. "i had these imported thanks to kiku! the green tea from his place is simply divine; i don't know how i survived decades- i mean so long without it!"

sunsets

behind arthur's little cottage, there was a cliff overlooking the entirity of the ocean. the grandness of the view always never failed to take your breath away, just like right now. you sat down on the picnic blanket and simply appreciated the view of the majestic sapphire waves and the glorious golden sunset above you. "darling?" arthur's frantic voice interrupted you but you turned around to wave. he let out a huge sigh before scrambling down the stone stepways and briskly made his way to you. "i was looking all over for you! you made me so worried!" his hair was frazzled and messy, unlike his normally gelled back appearance. gold strands fell onto his face and a sweaty sheen showed proof of his arduous running around to find you. you pat the space next to you, beckoning him to join you and he relented. arthur leaned into your embrace, nuzzling his face into the crook of your collarbone and your hand went up to gently brush his golden hair. his eyelids fluttered at the feeling and a light blush dusted his face. "this feels nice," he murmured lowly and you hummed in agreement. together, you both faced the sunset, where the skyline met the horizon of the endless sea in a beautiful kiss.

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coughdropeater2 · 3 days ago

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GERMANY x GN! READER

" Insomnia, and Pancakes. „

“ .. Meine Liebe, you're awake, what's wrong..? “

Ludwig moved closer to you in the bed, moving his arms around your torso and moving his chin to rest on the crook of your neck, gazing up towards his lover’s face

You look down at him, gazing into his blue eyes

“ Nothing, I just can't sleep.. “ you tell him, you found it hard to sleep, you don't know exactly why.. just a nasty habit that bit you in the ass often

He moves up slightly to place small kisses on your jaw, trailing up slightly and stopping right at your ear..

“ Kuschel mit mir, meine Liebe.. “ He whispers softly, pulling you closer. He found cuddling helped you, whether it be a bad mood or insomnia.

He pulls you closer, resting his chin in the crook of your neck and keeping his arms wrapped around you, keeping you close. He was often touchy, liked having his hand on your shoulder whenever you were together, like you would wander or drift away if he wasn't anchored to you in some sort of way.

You two laid in silence for a bit, his mind obviously running at a thousand thoughts per minute..

“ Mein Liebster, what if you stay in bed later, and I cook breakfast in the morning…? So you can rest.. “ he offers, rubbing his thumb against your hip, as he awaits your answer

“ .. That sounds great, Ludwig.. goodnight, my love.. “ you say, slowly closing your eyes as you feel his breathing against your neck.

***

You wake up that morning to the smell of pancakes and syrup, you look over at the clock, blinking a bit.. it's 7:30 am.. Ludwig was always up early, touché..

You slowly get out of bed, push the blankets off of yourself, put on your slippers, walk out to the kitchen, Ludwig stands over the oven, he's using a premade pancake mix, he learned how to cook..

“ Good morning, meine liebe. “ he greets you, gazing at you softly, how he adores you.

“ Good morning, sweetheart.. “ you say in return, he gestures for you to sit at the table he set himself, it was a small round table with two chairs. He has set it with a candle in the middle, in front of each chair was a dining mat with a plate, fork, and knife on the right side – and a mug on the left, you two usually drank tea or coffee, and it smelt like he was brewing something, so it was likely coffee this morning..

He pulls out the chair for you, letting you sit down, he kisses the top of your head and returns to the pancakes.

After a few minutes of cooking, he places three on your plate, putting an appropriate amount of syrup on them, before pouring the coffee into your mug, he sits across from you, watching you lovingly as you eat

“ I hope you enjoy it, my love, “ He tells you “ you deserve, don't ever think you don't.. “

@roachwaltz

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tikikiss · 1 month ago

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Hii! Я Тики, фикрайтер и любитель xreader ;)

я пишу фанфики с 2021 года, но в Tumblr нахожусь с начала 2024 [может, раньше, я правда не помню]. здесь столько хороших историй, что я просто не могу нарадоваться, читая это всё... и я подумала, что было бы хорошо добавить свои работы!! много контента не бывает, верно?

примечание: я не говорю по-английски и дублирую все истории на двух языках через переводчик.

я пишу по любым меткам. но я права люблю яндере.

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merbear25 · 10 months ago

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I'd love to see Spain, Finland, and France seeing their girlfriend holding a little one or helping the baby sleep(just rocked my baby nephew to sleep earlier 🥰🥰🥰) Please and thank you!

Thank you for such a heart-warming request and your patience for how long it took! This was so sweet to write. I went with headcanons, so I hope you like it!

CW: SFW, fem!reader, fluff

Seeing you holding a little one

Spain

Admiring you from the doorway, he'd faintly notice how his heart skipped a beat.

A slight blush would heat his face as he saw the light kiss you placed on the baby's forehead. The tightness in his chest held him hostage when the baby smiled up at you: what a sight to behold. It truly was a gift to witness you two bonding.

He'd always dreamed of having a large family. He loved kids and adored how cute Romano was when he was small. Despite Romano giving his many hurdles to overcome, he cherished those small moments with him. That's something he'd been wanting to continue, and perhaps, he'd be able to with you.

You'd just put the baby down and were reentering the room when he took you by the hand and twirled you into a hug.

Leaving a trail of kisses down your neck, he hinted at the big question of having a family of your own.

He wanted to imagine the possible avenues your future held. If you were interested in having a family, he'd look forward to starting that with you. If that wasn't something you necessarily wanted, then that'd be alright. The most important thing would be that he'd have you by his side.

Finland

You looked like you were in your element while holding the baby: peaceful, confident, and a natural with children.

Watching a smile appear on your soft face when the baby'd finally settled down caused a stirring feeling in his chest: would you like to have a family?

Sure, the thought had crossed his mind, but he hadn't really entertained it. However, seeing you light up when the baby looked at you was making these once passing thoughts more of a focal point.

The flood of images were quickly making him face whether or not this was something he was ready for.

How could he not eventually want that though? You were so dear to him and creating a bundle that represented your love for each other only caused the warmth in his heart to spread.

After you put the baby down for their nap, he nervously asked you what you wanted in the future. If you said having a family was important to you, he'd welcome a conversation and keep an open mind. If you said having a family wasn't really something that was in the cards, then he'd honestly feel a twinge of disappointment. He would, ultimately, want to share that with you, but this wouldn't be a deal breaker for him. Being with you was what he held most dear.

France

Watching how you were able to soothe the fussy baby made him melt.

You'd always been gentle, but your tenderness with them only further proved it.

Seeing the baby's little hand wrap around your finger as you rocked them in your arms did wonders for his imagination.

He'd been thinking about it on and off for the past month or so, but now he was sure of it: he wanted to start a family with you, Someone as kind and gentle as you deserved to have a family to call their own. Whether or not you wanted to biological children or adopt wouldn't matter—only that he'd be able to help give you the close-knit family you were more than worthy of.

After you laid the baby to sleep, he'd wrap his arms around you and lay feathery kisses on the crook of your neck, humming against you that he adored every bit of you.

He wouldn't ask about having a family just yet, but he'd be planning a romantic date that'd present the perfect opportunity to sweep you off your feet.

However, if a family wasn't something you wanted, it'd be a hard hit to take, but he'd eventually realize you were ultimately what was most important to him, and as long as he had you, everything else would fall into place.

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headingalaxys-spicy · 1 year ago

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Hi!

Could you please write a headcanon on how Canada, Russia, Germany, Prussia and England (with England both Arthur and Alice) would react on coming home wile their s/o dozed off on the couch from exhaustion?

Oooooh a chance for some fluff. Here you go 🌟

🇨🇦 Canada 🇨🇦

He would find it cute that you’re splayed all over the couch like an exhausted polar bear after a massive brunch. He would boop your nose and see how many times he can get away with doing so before you wake up. He will even pull out a counter. It takes him a minute to realize that many papers are crowded behind you on the couch. When you finally become conscious, you immediately recognize the concern on his face. You explain that the latest project that will need to be completed by mid-spring has a few issues that have come up. Matthew will offer to make you a hot drink and run your nightly bath. He will put his nose to yours and say:

“I love you my sweet maple.”

🇬🇧 England 🇬🇧

“How adorable,” He will say to himself as he enters the living room that had dimming light from the early evening sun. He snaps his fingers and flying mint bunny appears in a paparazzi outfit. The green bunny was ready to get the scoop. He took impromptu photos while you were in your deep slumber. Arthur saves these photos for a secret scrapbook that he may or may not show you one day. He will walk over to get a better view of your beautiful face. As he removes some of the hair from your face, he can see that the bags under your eyes have expanded over the last few months. He worried about your increasing workload and some of the other things that have been happening in your life. Arthur will stroke your face gently and leave you with a kiss on the cheek.

“I suppose I should prepare some tea.”

🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿🌼 England Nyo! 🌼🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿

Each time she comes home to you she considers herself lucky. A sense of ease washes over her as you slept soundly on the couch. However, Alice is a bit of a worrywart when it comes to you. You’d been coming home to pass out on the couch daily for the past few weeks. She placed her hand on top of your forehead to make sure you weren’t running a fever. Once she sees that the coffee table is covered in books, documents, and highlighters, she immediately knows the testing season is underway. Alice still thought working this much wasn’t normal, but she was eager to see you achieve your dreams. Out of love and valuing it higher above her ego, she’ll give France a call and ask for assistance in making an incredible meal that tastes great and gets you your energy back.

🇩🇪 Germany 🇩🇪

He’s not so great at describing what his heart feels so a smile graces his face as well as the sudden appearance of butterflies and Edelweiss. This is his standard reaction since most can’t relax within his presence. However, as he came over so that he could have a better view of you he was concerned. A pen was held in your fist while you were face down on some papers as your lungs dragged in oxygen. Ludwig accidentally stepped on some of the documents that had fallen to the floor. This will give him pause and make him question just how strenuous your job has become for you lately. As you let out a yawn and turn yourself over, Ludwig can’t help but admire you for a few moments as you continue your slumber. He will organize your papers and leave you to slumber soundly.

🐥 Prussia 🐥

Gilbert will rouse you from your slumber as he shouts your name loudly as soon as he gets through the door. When he comes to you on the couch, he takes notice of your extremely messy hair, indentations of your skin from the couches’ pillows, and dried-up drool.

“Wow, someone had an insanely crazy nap! You look like you haven’t slept in weeks! Vhats going on with you lately?”

Once you explain that the combination of school and work is beginning to make you reach burnout, Gilbert will be quick to offer to help you with chores. He wants you to be successful and not quit what you’ve started. He will aggressively tussle your hair and pinch your cheeks as he looks you dead in your eyes and says:

“Remember that tassel is worth the hassle!”

🇷🇺 Russia 🇷🇺

Ivan heard you drop like a Nordmann fir passing out in an empty forest. He couldn’t react right away since he was in the middle of a Zoom meeting with his boss. Once he came into the living room to see that you’d already reached the cavernous depths of slumber, he decided it was best to keep you there. A shiver caught his eye as you shifted in your sleep. The late winter frost had taken a bite out of you. Ivan reaches for the blankets draped on the back of the couch. He couldn’t let you freeze, but he also couldn’t let you reach burnout, either. Ivan had noticed that you’d been giving it your all in your career, but you’d never had any energy to spare when you’d gotten home. It was a conversation for a later time, but he kept it in the back of his mind as he took a moment to take in your sleeping face that the winter air had kissed. His giant bear paw hands warm your cheeks as he kisses your forehead. Before he leaves you to rest, he lit up the fireplace to ensure your comfort.

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