#ludwig x reader

[worldheadcanons]

Can you do Axis x reader x Allies? They are all fighting for reader's love.

☆ axis vs allies: fighting for your love!

starring. . . gender neutral reader and north italy, germany, japan, america, + china.

author notes; this was super fun, i imagined it to be a sort of otome game scenario with multiple routes. like the protagonist/reader goes on dates with everyone until they choose just one person to be with. i couldn’t fit all the main allies in here, sorry anon! lmk if you want a part two for them or any other characters.

feliciano vargas!

— he knows that his colleagues are also interested in you. he’s not particularly discouraged though because, really, who wouldn’t be? you were attractive, intelligent, thoughtful— the whole package. vargas knows he has his own unique charms, traits that the allies and even the another axis don’t have. feliciano is cute and he knows how to use that to his advantage. alfred is cute too, but in a different way. he doubts the boisterous american could sweep you off your feet like he could.

— in terms of competition he views francis and ludwig as his biggest enemies. feliciano is smart enough to not let anyone ruin his personal relationships, so he doesn’t hold any real ill will towards the two. in fact, it’s because he likes them so much, especially ludwig, that he even considers them to be rivals in the first place. francis is very obviously romantic. he was the one who taught vargas the ropes, after all. however his romance was rather.. mature.. meanwhile, the italian preferred to keep his romance light and playful. ludwig was cute in a stoic way. he couldn’t flirt to save his life, but that was part of his appeal. he would give you a small smile as he tried his best to be romantic and your heart couldn’t help but melt.. yea, those two would be trouble.

— he likes to keep dates vague at first, leaving you unsure of whether or not things are platonic or romantic. unlike francis or arthur he doesn’t come on strong. the first dates are still pretty high class though. dinners at expensive restaurants, trips to private beaches, live music shows— feliciano’s willing to spend every dime on you and he’s not afraid to show it. all the while he’s joking and laughing with you, looking you lovingly in the eyes with the cutest boyish smile you’ve ever seen. he’ll whine and complain sometimes, pouting anytime you tease him. he’s pretty childish but he knows when to pull back so that it’s not annoying. 

— when things get really romantic, you’ll know. he’ll take you to more public places. vargas has many family businesses that he’ll frequent with you. it’s his way of saying you’re closer than you were before. vargas will initiate a lot more pda too, holding your hand more often than not and reveling in the feeling of you leaning on his shoulder. he’s not opposed to cheek kisses either. occasionally he’ll ‘miss’ your cheek and nail a kiss close to your lips, hinting at what he could make happen in the future. what he hoped would happen in the future. 

— eventually things will escalate to a point where he’ll personally ask you if you want to be with him or not. not because feliciano views it as a waste of time if you don’t want to continue on, but because he truly wants to be with you. he can’t stand not knowing anymore and he especially can’t stand not having you all to himself. vargas will be respective of your answer no matter what.. but.. he has a feeling you’ll say yes. 

ludwig beilschmidt!

— he’s not particularly confident of himself in this area. romance was not ludwig’s strong suit. he knows that other countries are interested in you as well, which doesn’t help him feel any better. even feliciano was after you! despite it all, his older brother had encouraged him to try to win you over. so here he was. he would try his best. the german didn’t know it, but he had his own charms. he was stoic and sort of inexperienced but still a polite man. many ladies found this to be charming. in a way, his lack of romantic prowess was his power. 

— his biggest competitors, in his mind, are feliciano and alfred. both for reasons he considers obvious. they’re both rather ‘naturally cute’ men. they had this boyish charm while still being mature. alfred was really funny which only helped his case. feliciano was great at romancing others and while ludwig doesn't know much about alfred’s love life, he figured that it was likely the american was the same way. gah.. just thinking about it makes him frown. he’s been at disadvantages before though, so he’s able to convince himself that things will be fine no matter the outcome. his opinion on the two of them doesn’t change because of the situation. beilschmidt understands that no one can help the way they feel. it’s no one man’s fault that they’re all pursuing the same person. he just wishes he didn’t have to go against vargas, one of his closest friends.

— his first dates are.. regular. but not in a bad way. ludwig spends his days beforehand researching and reading up on things like date etiquette, best cafes to take someone out to, good meals to order, conversation tactics, and more. he doesn’t mind putting in the extra work to catch up with the people he’s up against. he’ll try his best to be romantic the whole time by holding doors and complimenting you whenever the opportunity presents itself. he asks a few questions about you, wanting to get to know you for who you really are. your other suitors may take you out to expensive places but they probably weren’t actively trying to learn about you— at least that’s what the german was betting on. 

— dates will slowly but surely become more tuned to your interests and personality. you like to paint? he’ll invite you out to a nice art bar where you two can create something together. you like to read? he’ll take you to a library-cafe. beilschmidt feels that these dates are the most personal. there’s more pda as he really gets comfortable. it’s mostly limited to hand holding. every so often at the end of dates he’ll ask for a kiss. if you oblige and give him one, you’ll get to see a small smile on his face as he admires you lovingly. he may even bite his lip, clearly whipped for you.

— of course, there’ll come a time where he decides to finally ask about your intentions. he asks a little bit later, not wanting to hold you down or force a decision onto you. with the guidance of his older brother, he’ll find the time to sit you down and ask if you want to date him… like, seriously date him. just him. no matter your answer, he’ll still want to be friends with you. he’s gotten to know you so well, he couldn’t just turn away from you. 

kiku honda!

— he’s whipped for you, though it took him a bit longer than everyone else to realize it. kiku mostly labeled what he was feeling as feelings of admiration. once he notices the the pain in chest as he sees francis trying to serenade you, he realizes that he’s in love. deeply in love. it’s a bit awkward when he comes to you later than the other axis and politely asks if he can take you out sometime. despite the awkwardness, you say yes, with a smile. smiles are good. he knows a thing or two about going out with people so he’s not completely stressed about that. anything he doesn’t know he just researches beforehand, similarly to ludwig.

— his biggest competitor for your love, in his opinion, is feliciano. he’s cute, he’s funny— if honda was in your position, he would have folded for the other immediately. he’s a little worried about everyone really because he’s ‘late to the game’, but overall vargas is his biggest threat. things will be okay though, kiku assures himself. he knows he’s cute in his own way. many of his colleagues have commented on the fact that his relaxed expression was a cute one. it was rare for them to see him relaxed as he mostly thought of work related things when he was in their company. for you, however, it wouldn’t be rare to see. honda would make sure of that. 

— the first dates, similarly to yao’s, are formal. they’re not uptight though, as he wants to seem cute to appeal to you as a boyfriend. there’s gift giving here and there, but he mostly focuses on doing things for you. just when you’re too lazy to cook for the night, kiku’s there to pick you up and take you to a luxurious restaurant. anytime you mention something that needs fixing, he’s on it. if he can’t fix it himself, he pays someone to do it in his stead. he insists that it’s normal and that you owe him nothing in return. he just wants to see you prosper, is all. pda is kept to a minimum, seeing as though it takes him a while to even work up the nerve to ask if he can kiss you. when he does finally kiss you, it’s immediately made clear that he’s experienced. nothing too passionate, of course. there’s a certain air of confidence and the kiss has just the right amount of chasteness to keep you wanting more. 

— as things go on the two of you only get closer. his dates shift from formal outings to extremely casual dates. sometimes it’s buying manga and books together, sometimes it’s watching your favorite movies at home. honda’s favorite ‘date’ consists of you two sitting quietly together in the same room doing completely different things. kiku finds this to be extremely romantic. you’re both doing different things but still enjoying each other’s presence. he’ll be doing paperwork and you’ll be sitting with a computer and neither of you are talking but both of you are happy. during times like this, he may even lean over and kiss you on the cheek, commenting on how much he enjoys your company. 

— he’s not afraid to ask you straight-out what you want for yourself and your future. honda doesn’t want to keep you from your version of happiness, even if that happiness is with another man. there’s no doubt that he wants what’s best for you. 

alfred f. jones!

— he’s a bit thrown off that other men are also trying to romance you. from the very beginning he decides that you’re the one who wants to go steady with. alfred is thrown off, but not enough to give up. he knows his worth. he’s a funny guy, people like that. he’s cute too, smart when he wants to be. jones would ask arthur for help but.. he’d be better off asking a math teacher for help in a history class. he didn’t think kirkland was any good with romantic endeavors. he’d just have to wing it and do his best. it’d be fine.. probably.

— the american doesn’t think of anyone as competition really, but he does hate the idea of you going out with francis. i mean, come on! he’s quite literally known for being a romantic! hopefully you’d find his flirting corny or off putting instead of endearing. alfred’s not completely inept when it comes to romance but he’s no hot shot. most of the time when a flirt of his fails, people laugh it off because he’s just so cute while trying to be a flirty guy. he’s a loser, but an attractive one. people also enjoy the fact that he’s a bit chubby. he knows this only because of past experiences. hmm.. he supposes that ivan could pose an issue too. he’s always an issue in some way or another. 

— his beginning dates are very fun! he’s more fond of going to carnivals, finding a drive in movie theater, stargazing, eating at diners, and dancing together than any modern date. lunch dates are fine and all but it’s just so boring to jones. it’s not that he needs a bunch of excitement but he wants these dates to be interesting. he hopes that after each date ends, he’s still on your mind. he doubts the others are taking you out to such cool places. he’s flirty on these dates, trying his hardest to impress you. he’ll hold your hand often on these dates, as physical contact is something he enjoys a lot. alfred doesn’t mind hugs or kisses this early either, especially if you’re dancing. if you’re not enjoying each other then why even go out? after each date he personally escorts you home. he also leaves you with a kiss to your hand, a sign that he still has some sense of politeness despite his eagerness. 

— as things continue you’ll start to notice that he’s taking you to more distinctive places. instead of finding a drive in movie theater in the middle of nowhere, the american will take you to a roller rink he comes to often. the people there will know him and they’ll know you when he brings you in. apparently he talks about you to whoever will listen. it’s flattering albeit embarrassing. a lot of the places you’ll go will be places he enjoys and wants to share with you. alfred’s much softer now and a bit goofier, backing away from the flirty persona he attempted to put on for the first few dates. you’ll often find yourself leaning onto his shoulder as you try to recollect yourself after breaking down from laughter. it’s in these moments that he’ll smile at you, soaking in your happy expression. it’s a gorgeous expression, one he’d like to see all the time. 

— one day jones realizes that he needs to be seriously dating you. he wanted to take you to an animal adoption center as a sort of surprise but he noticed that doing that was sort of a couple thing.. like a serious couple thing. alfred really thinks getting you a pet would be the best thing in the world. the two of you would make the best pet parents in his mind. it would make him a true hero. or close to one. so he swings by your place and directly asks you if you want to be his partner. he doesn’t stall once he realizes what he needs to do. jones believes that it’s best to just go for what you want. you only live once, after all. 

yao wang!

— it’s not his first time courting a lady. he’s experienced. he even believes that he could outdo francis somewhat. only somewhat though. yao’s been around for a long time so he knows what people like and don’t like. it’s not that he’s a super romantic but he’s passionate no matter what, which draws you in. he suspects you have a thing for older men, which he doesn’t mind playing into. he’s aged like fine wine and he’s not afraid to flaunt it. 

— there is no rivals or competition in wang’s mind. why think about the other guys when he can just focus his attention on you and him? if he had to choose, he’d say arthur, maybe. maybe. francis was too much of a try hard for your affections. kirkland was a mature man. he was polite. the british man seemed to know how to treat someone right. however, in the end, yao viewed himself as on top of it all. he refused to let himself get anxious over your other suitors. that’s how people lose. by worrying.

— he’s a calm and quiet pursuer, playing the long game. beginner dates are very formal. wang tries with all his might to impress you but he makes sure to do so in a way that seems effortless. like he could do this everyday. as if to say, ‘dating me will result in the best treatment for you everyday until death’. he could never say it outright, so he let his actions speak for him. he’s no sugar daddy and he never claims to be anything of the sort. he’s just giving you a taste of what your life could be like should you choose to spend it with him. yao also gives you lots of gifts, though he tries to keep them small so you’re not overwhelmed. he adores the face you make whenever you open up a present he’s gotten you. you’re always so happy to received them.. so graceful when you accept them.. he can’t help but want to spoil you. and that’s exactly what he’ll do, if you continue on.

— as you get closer, wang starts to feel younger. his few grey hairs seem to be jet black again. the dates become less formal and more casual for the both of you. often he’ll just invite you over to his house. he spends less time trying to impress you and more time just enjoying you and your company. you’ll start to hold hands, hug, and kiss a lot more now. he loves the feeling of your lips on his cheek. these dates are a lot more loose and fun, often ending with you two giggling as he holds you in his arms. yao likes to dance with you in his home, rocking back and forth with a smile on his face. he’s shown you what the two sides of your relationship would be like. the first side, what was seen by the public— expensive dinners, beautiful clothing for the both of you, and  lovely gifts— and now, the second side, what wasn’t seen by the public. kisses to the forehead, cooking for each other, reading together, and laughing over nothing in particular. 

— after a while wang will invite you over one day and pop the question. no, not marriage, though he does think you’d make a perfect partner.. he’ll ask if you want to start officially dating. he doesn’t know for sure if you’ll say yes, even though he’s used his tried-and-true method of dating on you. yao hopes for the best and prepares for the worst. he hopes for your love.. but he’s prepared to live life as just a friend of yours. boyfriend or otherwise, he’d like to be present in your life.

[inhibitionfreewriting]

Ludwig idea

He has a hair dying stream where you have a previously picked out color so you dye his hair and then reveal to him that you put matching colors in yours. I was thinking kinda like billie eilish style where the roots are a bright color so they can stay hidden under a hat until you reveal it on stream

:)

reids my sweet. my love. one of my very first interactors. my darling dear. im so sorry this took so long ♥

this one is for you

--

Marbles was quite literally a gamble and that's what Ludwig liked about it. It could be anything. Another subathon, squats, pushups, wear your clothing for a stream, you impersonate each other for a stream, cooking stream, drunk stream and the list goes on and on and on. Lucky enough for you, and unlucky enough for him, it was to dye his hair and with you being there during this day, you were able to help champion for specific colors.

"No chat I'm NOT going to do 'Twitch Purple'," Ludwig groaned, shaking his head while you giggled, running a hand through his hair.

"I dunno, I think purple would look nice here... chat what about a really just bright orange? Or bright red?" It was so hard to sway chat from a shade similar to purple, but you ran your hand through his hair instead, messing with it. With purple staying at a steady near 80% of votes, Ludwig covered his face before throwing his hands up.

"FINE! Fine fine - we will do purple. Fuuuuckin' purple..." 

"It's okay chat, you can trust me. I'll get the right shade of purple. I'll make it if I have to." An affectionate wave of messages erupted in chat which made you smile as you leaned on Ludwig's head, wrapping an arm around him. "I can run to the store tomorrow and we can plan for like. Let's say Friday so I can fresh bleach your hair and then we can dye it on stream. How's that ludbuds? Can't do it all in one go, might turn him into Slime and bald him." You laughed and Ludwig shook his head, clapping and adjusting in his seat while you released him.

"Now that my fate has been decided, I suppose we should move onto what everyone is here for. Only Up."

--

A few days later, and after much trial and error, you managed to get a relatively close purple dye that would at least on first application be the right shade.  You knew that because you had decided to throw it in your own hair. There wasn't a better way of knowing it would come out right than trying on a test strand.

Now that your hair was mostly dry and tossed up into a beanie, you gathered your supplies and met him in the stream room. He was sitting and scrolling through Youtube shorts, turning to greet you when he sees your reflection. "You know we can back out of this hair dying thing at any point, they'll forget."

"Lud, I called you Slime once a year ago and they have not dropped it. People comment on pictures of us 'slime and his girlfriend' for fun." He barked a laugh.

"Okay, you're right."

"Usually. Can you turn around and turn your stream on already?" You giggled and wrapped a towel around his shoulders as he clicked to go live and started talking to chat. Just an easy stream, shooting the shit, dying his hair. Without thinking, Ludwig reached to the back of his head and before you could stop him, scratched and covered his fingers in dye. "You are so stupid, give me your hand."

> hes so fucking stupid lmao > u should literally tape his hands to his chair

"What are you- is that conditioner? That's not going to get this off my hand."

"Oh yeah because you're so beauty smart. It's always worked for me." You wiped at his hand with the towel and started to smear conditioner against his skin, pulling the dye out of it. Slowly it was erased and you shook your head, not realizing that you had been leaning close enough to get dye on your beanie.

> beanie ruined > they got purple on their forehead > 💀💀💀 they're perfect for each other

Ludwig started to laugh, using his clean hand to try to pick the dye off of her forehead, smearing it worse.

> STOP STOP > DUMBASS ALERT > they don't have a real job do they

"Huh?" Looking into the camera and glancing at the screen you groaned, wiping your hands on the towel. "This is why we can't have nice things." Without thinking about the fact that your hair was supposed to be a surprise, you took the beanie off and tried to pick up as much dye as you could off the fabric. There went your mint beanie, that was perfect and clean for a very long time, but now you'd have to painstakenly take purple hair dye out of it. Ludwig reached up with his clean hand and touched a part of your hair, seeing the purple halo of your roots.

"That's why you wouldn't let me in the bathroom," his voice was soft and probably a lot more affectionate than needed, but you could feel your cheeks heat up, did the mic catch that? "You look amazing..."

"That wasn't supposed to be the way the reveal went... I was going to pull it off at the end..." You took clean conditioner and rubbed it against your forehead, trying to get the other bits of dye off your skin.

> this is way too intimate for stream > get out get OUT GET OUT > GET A ROOM

"Okay chat chill, it's not that big of a deal, except it is because LOOK at how hot they are."

[fullofgutsndopamine]

or: 5 times Ludwig wanted to tell you he loves you + the 1 time he finally did.

tw: cursing, mention of anxiety, one mention of

"my girl", dick joke

one

"if you like this you should be tried for crimes and i'm not fucking kidding. like, this is-"

You've long since learned to tune Slime out.

ludwig would kid, when he's wrapped in sheets with you at night in a too small bed, when it's hard to tell who's limbs belong to who's, that Slime likes to hear himself talk-could argue with a wall and someone come out of the conversation still thinking he won-

you turn the cup over in your hand, weighing options, moving the liquid around waiting for it to become familiar.

"hey."

ludwig's voice is so quiet you'd almost miss it. his face is red and his head is down, like he's talking to his lap, his hands folded on his lap. you can tell he's been chewing on his nails again, the bloody stumps stare back at you-

“hm?”

a gentle nudge, would look more like a shoulder bump to an unsuspecting viewer.

"y'okay?"

it's gentle, shared. this isn't your scene-would rather be alone with him or a max three people at any given moment, definitely not in front of a shitty web camera to a few thousand people judging your every move, watching you carefully.

"'m fine."

it comes back strangled and you wonder if he knows the invisible hand around your throat, choking you.

"proud of you."

your head whips to him, afraid you imagined this-instead he's back to the camera, his online persona is on:

"Slime," he says, "if you think that you're truly fucked and beyond saving-*

two

"You can't possibly think a straw is two holes. No one i date it thinking I-"

"Ludwig," you huff, "Use your fucking brain. there's one at the top and-believe it or not-the bottom. that’s two!-“

"you're so fucking dumb" it sounds a lot like "i love you" on his lips as it lingers and buzzes. He blinks and hopes you read morse code, the i love you that he's throwing his life preserver to you.

As if checking on you again, his shoulder bumps with yours, a shared wink.

three

"it's late," you'll say gently to ludwig, his glasses pushed up his face and his hair disheveled, obviously fucking with it as an anxious habit, "you should get some rest."

your chin rests on his shoulder and you both act like you don't feel how he deflates, relaxes around you.

"This video-" he mumbles, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"can wait until tomorrow."

you finish for him, hands hard on his shoulder, a gentle kiss to the top of his head: "come on," no movement, "the beds too big without you."

he snorts, his eyes slanted before he lets you take him by the hand, gently walk backwards as you pull him towards the bed. he flops in after you, his head on your chest as you draw constellations on his back, waiting for sleep to find him.

four

"give me a hug, please."

it comes out more like a demand than a question, his hands snake around your waist and his chin on your shoulder.

"that wasn't an ask."

you're teasing, obliviously, your hand wraps around to ruffle his hair affectionately,

ludwig carries this invisible weight on his shoulders, some invisible boulder he won't dare let you know, how his shoulders slowly are giving in and coming into this pressure

"you okay?"

his voice is muffled into your neck, "never better."

"lud-"

"shh," he says, "you're ruining the moment."

his voice is muffled in your collarbone.

five

ludwig comes out of a crowded gas station with his hair dishelved, a million different directions obviously anxiously messing with it in a crowd of people.

"chips?"

"yeah?" it's a question, like he's afraid it's a trap.

he's quiet for a second before his voice comes back quieter:

"¡ got these because they're your favorite," he pauses for a second, like that's too familiar too sweet has to add, "duh."

"hardly a road trip."

you're eyeing the bag carefully. it's a ten minute ride at best, picking something up at the store for him before a stream.

he shrugs, brings his sunglasses over his face, trying to hide the red across his face

"want one?"

you pop the bag open gently, going through the bag before picking the best out, gently feeding him one as both of your faces are red.

+ one

ludwig's eyes are heavy next to you. you can tell even with his eyes on the road, slanted and narrowed, glaring at the yellow lines on the road.

"hey," you nudge him, the familiar movement between you two, the same song and dance that you two always do, narrowingly missing feet, "pull over, let me drive."

his voice borders on slurring: "what kind of boyfriend would i be if i made my girl drive home?"

it's obvious he's trying to smirk, to come off as this confident version of ludwig, but instead it comes off as a grimace, an uncomfortable look.

"you'd be a boyfriend who wants to get me home safely. seriously-let me drive, cmon."

he groans but obeys, the click of the turn signal as he flicks it on, eases to the side of the road.

puts the car into park, rests the side of his face against the too rough seat: "i owe you. i'm sorry i'm a shitty boyfriend-"

"cmon ludwig," you say gently, "you don't mean it. move over, let me drive. i'll get you home safe."

"US."

"hm?"

you're in the drivers seat, clicking into the seatbelt as he fumbles with the seatbelt, his hand outstretched over the gear shift, he wiggles his fingers, an obvious invitation.

you roll your eyes but link fingers with him gently. his eyes are already closed when he speaks

"¡ love you."

for a second you're afraid he's sleeping, talking in his sleep-wouldn't be the first time.

"don't leave me hanging like that."

your eyes snap to him, his eyes half shut but a lazy smile on his face as he rubs the pad of his thumb over your hand.

"¡ don't know what you're talking about."

he groans, shuts his eyes:

"¡ love you, i love you, i love you." he lets out a sigh like he's been holding it for a long time, "i've been too big of a pussy to say it."

you hum, turn the volume in the radio up, let him sit for a second, the pink in your face rising, can hear your heart in your ears, how you've been waiting for this

it rolls of your lips as easily as you'd hope:

"¡ love you too."

[the-phantom-author]

Ludwig Ahgren | General Dating

Lud content! Lud content! This is the most unsure I've been of if this is in character. Reblogs are welcomed. Request are open!

A non streamer, you’d just be some rando. You work in a store that he visits regularly, maybe a coffee shop or bookshop or small hole-in-the-wall restaurant. He comes over often, asks you for your recommendations, and then tells you about his favorites. But he’d be so awkward about it.

You would also have to be someone who he would hee semi-regularly, he is chronically unable to approach people he thinks are attractive.

I see him as someone who is very playfully mean to those around him, however during the start of the relationship he’d not know how far he can push you, so he just doesn’t. You can tell that he’s holding back on something tho, it’s not until you first say something rudish to him that he starts to relax about it.

I can see him being very touchy as a boyfriend. Like you no longer have me space, its our space. Arms around your shoulders when he’s standing behind you, laying on you when you’re on the phone, or his legs on your lap. He just likes to be touching you.

This does not change if he can manage to get you on stream. He’ll have you sit next to him and he’ll knock into your shoulder, tap your kneecap, or squeeze your hand off camera. Most of the time it’s to make sure that you’re okay, just return the in kind and he’ll continue on with the stream, if you don’t he’ll figure out an excuse to off camera.

Loves to bully you. Will absolutely pinch and poke at you while you are just trying to watch a movie. Will pull on your hair when casually walking past you. He will get stuck in bits after being on camera, and he does sometimes forgets that you are not A) a internet personality and B) currently on stream. He does feel really bad about it afterwards, grovles in it for a while, even if you tell him that its fine and you understand.

He’s a big acts of service guy. Like anytime he goes away and sees you he’s bringing you something. He’ll act like it’s whatever; sometimes it’s your favorite snack, other times it’s flowers, occasionally it’ll be a piece of jewelry, but it’s always something. And it never fails to melt your heart. OR if you mention that you’re hungry he’ll get food to you. If your not in the same building as him it’ll be an uber eats, but if you are he’ll go and make you something.

He would let you wear any of his clothes, but also have you seen what he picks out to wear??? No, the thing that you do is buy him stuff to wear. He’ll poke fun of you for doing it, but he actually appreciates it. Would actually bring it up on stream/The Yard, “My girlfriend bought this for me, I think she thinks i dress poorly.” and everyone around him, chat included, tell him he does.

Also stream appearances. Baling streams, prove that you both can only bake one thing. Or Challange Streams, that’s the one thing that could get you out of your head while on stream, just proving that you're better than him at random games or that you have a faster typing speed then him.

I strongly believe that he is extremely exhausted when he ends the stream. Like ready to pass out at any momnet. Automatic heads to his room, where he hopefully will be able to nap with you. Unfortunately he doesnt always make it, he has a bad habit of falling asleep out in the hallway, or the kitchen when getting a glass of water, or the chair in his room. He’s always fine after, especially if you’re in his eyesight when he wakes up.

He has a lot of opinions on things, and he like to talk to you about them. Like he’ll talk and talk and talk about things to you if you are willing to listen, and he is always surprised when you do.

More on that point he will run all of the mogal mails by you. He is actually a one take jake when it comes to filming them, but he likes to sit down in front of you while you're eating or making a smoothie or something and just ask if he can run something past you. He lets you ask questions and criticizes it. He says it helps him get the understanding of what the average person would think of the content of the video.

He’d be so down to adopt a pet with you. Aren't all of the pets in that house qt’s??? It does not even matter what kind of pet you want. You want a dog, cool. A cat, He’s so about that. A snake? Do you know how many views he could milk that for in stream.A hedgehog? That’s now his precious baby.

In conclusion, our annoying theater kid English major boyfriend is a fiend but we love him.

[juice-plums]

Medic x reader: Examine

(smutty)

“Arms up”

the medic ordered Y/n she complies as the medic runs his gloved hands down her torso she giggles and he smiles the red base was quiet perfect time to get a daily check up

“okay nothing unusual vere now time for gynecologist appointment” Medic says Y/n nods starting to take off her shirt

“woah vere! vait till i’m out of the room” Medic says a flustered mess she giggles

“Medic I trust you no need to get nervous…unless you want to” she cheekily remarked his face getting redder He nods Y/n starts to get lower her pants her shoes already off Medic blushes seeing Y/n in her bra and panties

“very vell um lay down” he says she does so Medic gets up and hovers over her he starts to heavy breath but why is he feeling this way towards his woman coworker he’s always been respectful towards her but now it just feels weird as his hands were sweaty

“Swear Medic i’ve been feeling pressure around my breasts they’ve been so sore and tender i just..I had to come to you”

Medic’s face hot his hands going towards her bra touching her patted tits he fumes internally screaming feeling them she looks at his hands touching her boobies

“Here let me show you” her hands went behind her back to unclip her bra Medic loudly hums seeing Y/n take her bra off and putting it to the side he hesitates putting his hands on her bare tits

“Vere? right here?” he asks Y/n groans throwing her head back she nods it made her look sexy Medic hums

“vell no turned nipples…..I feel no lumps………” Medic continues to fondle with her breasts Y/n bit her lip looking at medic his face hungry with desire she gulps but starts to feel a weird sensation the more he messes with her boobs He quickly pinches her nipples before backing up

“okay they look good now time to check your vagina”

she felt her heart beat feeling his hands go to her panties and lowering them to the floor he spreads her legs she stares at him his eyes staring at her pussy he licks his lips spreading her pussy lips with his gloved fingers

she whimpers covering her mouth feeling a sweet sensation as he touches her bud oh mein god i want to devour this cunt so bad he thought her leg twitch he couldn’t help himself and went in and tasted her cunt his tongue flicking her bud making her jolt

“M-Medic?! oh!~” she bucks her hips he grabs her legs holding them as he slurps her pussy so much her eyes rolled back He grunts realizing what he was doing and immediately stops she whines looking at him

“oh Mein god vhat vas so unprofessional I-I am sorry” he frantically apologized his voices mumbles curses in German as he fixes his glasses she holds his head

“who…told…you…to stop?” She asks medic heats up and smiles evilly going in and went back to eating her out

she groans ruffling his hair he holds onto her legs completely covering his face buried into her pussy Y/n just could moan she shouldn’t be enjoying this but she couldn’t help herself she needed to cum badly Y/n was vocal Medic loved hearing her loud moans he loved how she tasted

“Ludwig!!~ oh I’m gonna-!” She hisses cumming he slurps her cum all of it she twitches as he does so Y/n whimpers now sensitive to his tongue Medic gets up and slips down his pants exposed himself to her

Y/n whimpers he so big Ludwig takes his glasses off she stares into his eyes “you’re so handsome” she whispers he laughs massaging his tip into her hole and he slips in slowly

she screeches her face scrunches from the pain Ludwig evilly laughs sliding in some more her walls clenching around his hard penis holding her legs open Y/n heart beats her body glistening and collided with his sweat

“God oh my God!!~~~” her words slurred being dicked down as he fully made it in balls deep Ludwig holds her body close her legs wrapped around his torso staring into her eyes he starts to thrusts slowly she holds his face

“I love you I love you I love you I love you” She says over and over Ludwig mechanically laughs making out with her pounding her gummy walls not letting them breathe or savor the feeling his balls pound onto her ass she turns her head embarrassed of her noisy mouth

he forcefully grabs her face making her look at him she kisses his hand slowly sucking his thumb

“look at you….vour’re so pathetic…I just wanna make vou all mine…..oh you clench so tightly around my cock……vould vou like vhat?….vould vou wanna be my little cock slave?”

Her tongue out like a dog brain dead from his cock he chuckles

“by the look on vour face….you-ah! would…”

“rearrange my guts….fill my womb….with your babies”

He french kisses her thrusting into her hole her vagina squelching she could bust any minute now Y/n now being louder her voice echoing through the examination room his grunts and groans mixed with hers sounding like animals

“Oh!!!!~ LUDWIG~~~” she screams creaming cum squirting out of her Medic grunts Pumping his load into her womb filling it with so much cum it leaks out of her

Medic pulls out and laid beside her their gasps and pants for air combined the room filled with hot steamy air Medic french kisses her his hands tangles in her messy sweaty hair

“I love you Ludwig” she whispers in his mouth Ludwig chuckles

“love you always”

[shadowstar123]

UPDATE: FIC HAS BEEN FOUND

https://archiveofourown.org/works/2331155/chapters/5136983

Once again i am in search of a fic. Please help!!!

So im looking for a hetalia(germany) /ludwig x f!reader fic. Its a multi-chapter fic i read on AO3. Basically reader was posing as soldier ((i cant remember for which country)) but she gets captured by Germany who could tell she was a girl. And he kinda takes her in. Gilbert is there too, just annoying Germany. But yea ludwig and reader share a cot scene. Oh and ludwig has a medic cousin or smth. Reader kinda doesnt feel well later on and gets checked up. Actually she cut her hand before too and got checked before that. But like something happens later on and he had to send reader the Gilbert away. But like reader is pregnant while on the run. And like she had twins and its like years until she reunites w ludwig again. Theres a whole reunion scene at the door. Pretty sure a plate dropped. Gilbert was hungry. Kids were alseep. Ludwig only found out abt them the next morning. Theres a Gil(bird) joke in there somewhr too.

Honestly i just really need help finding this fic. I read it yearssss ago and idk if its still available on AO3 BUT I JUST SUDDENLY HAD THE URGE TO READ IT AGAIN YKNOW

[puppysirie0-0]

“Aren’t You a Little Whore?”

Pairing: Ludwig x Reader

Summary: You’re Ludwig’s little Whore, not much to it

Warnings: Smut, SoftDom!Ludwig, Ludwig is called chérie, Spit Kink, Degradation Kink, Kitchen Floor Sex?

Minors DNI

You had been watching Ludwig as he was on stream playing chess. You always found the way he would meticulously choose his moves and stretch at the end of games attractive. You didn’t notice at first, but you soon realized it a little over a year ago, and you’d assumed you had hidden it well, but you were wrong.

You were making Ludwig dinner since he was streaming, and you hadn’t noticed he had gotten up to check on you, until you felt a warmth behind you. Turning around to face your lover, you leaned up to kiss him. He moaned into your mouth as you ran your fingers through his hair.

He pulled away for a minute and he just looked down at you glancing from your eyes to lips back and forth. He put his thumb on your bottom lip, swiped it over your glistening lips, and told you, “Open.” You opened your mouth and he leaned down to spit in your mouth, you swallowed, immediately getting the message. 

Ludwig groaned at the site of it and leaned down to kiss you again, this time it’s more hungry and lust filled. The kiss becomes more heated as you kiss back and he lifts you onto the counter. You fumble to turn off the stove, and he continued to kiss you.

You pulled away as you looked at him, breathlessly saying “Chérie, we can’t, your streaming.” Him quickly replying, “I said I needed to go to the bathroom, we have at least 20 minutes,” With a smile. 

You fumble with his pants as you start to pull them down and say, “Better make the most of our time then.” He quickly starts to lift your shirt massaging your boob in one hand and reaching to pull up your skirt and massage your clit with the other. 

He starts to line himself up and lets you adjust to his length, even in your 2 years of dating you had to take a second to adjust to his size with a delicious stretch. You nod at him as an indication for him to move, he starts off slow quickly building a relentless pace.

He moves you down to the floor to put you in a mating press, and you babble at him to keep going. He leans down to kiss you and breaks away for a minute to say, “Aren’t you a little whore?” You moan at his words you feel a rush of heat go down to your core and see him smirk at the effects his words had on you. He keeps thrusting into you as you clench around him, telling him to fill you up over and over again. 

Your orgasm hits you, fast, Ludwig not too slow behind. He lays over you tucking his head into the crook of your neck. You lift his head up to kiss him, and whispered “You need to get cleaned up to get back for stream.” He pulled out, with a little whine from you because of the sudden emptiness. he comes back a little bit later with a cloth, and he cleans you up. You get dressed, pull your shirt back and your skirt back down. You stop to comb his hair back into place and kiss him, telling him “Now get back to your stream.” As he replies telling you, “Fine, but I am fucking you later.” You giggle and tell him “You better.”

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Author’s Note: I hope you like this fic, I’ll be posting at 10:45 EST for the next 9 days! if you want more work like this on Ludwig, Check out @boobberries​ blog, I might be writing another fic like this just with QT too.

[crusty-sal]

🔞MATURE CONTENT WARNING🔞(DNI: MINORS/PROSHIPPERS)

EDIT(2/7/23): Grammar errors, rewrite half of the hcs and keeping Ludwig in character.

Ludwig NSFW General Headcanons

-You've been dating Ludwig for about a month now, he is a smooth talker and he's too proud of himself.

-He's a very sophisticated man, one of the finest in the Isles. He appreciates cuisines (such as lobsters), culture, and most importantly money. He is always going to get what he wants from his status anyways

-Ludwig has an eye on you out of anyone else to make you feel loved, even though he had a rough start with you from the first encounter.

-He would be uptight, often insensitive with the words he speaks up to you there's a huge leap between you and him after the first time that he treated you differently 

-You're a musician yourself, he is highly competitive with his "opponents" that these small talks slowly get further and further 

-Probably the fact that you'll able to handle yourself at this fights especially your wits did get him feeling for something else.

-He sometimes feels threatened that you know what you're doing with the competition, but at the same time it's slowly growing into him.

-Ludwig is also the one who asked you on the date, he wanna know more from you despite the things he has said to you.

-As the month goes by, one day you'll be seeing him outside of your house while his other arm hides on his back.

-"Good afternoon, Y/N!.." That shift of mood when he has that nervous look on his face, you never see him like this before unless he is so good at keeping a mask.

-"Greetings, Ludwig... How may I help you?"

-"Oh, it's not important. Can you let me in to explain this to you?"

-"Go ahead.." You pulled the door to the side as he stepped in

-"Make yourself comfortable here" You lead him to the living room, patting the couch cushion before he sat on it 

-"Now, what's the matter?"

-Ludwig babbles for a bit before forming the sentence properly.

-"You seem apprehensive. I can help you.."

-"No, it's nothing.." Ludwig looks down at the coffee table, with both of his hands on the cheeks.

-"I know this will sound stupid for me to confess but.." He closes his eyes, taking a deep breath.

-"Ever since that tough beginning, I began to find a connection with someone like you. I know I've been awful to you before, which is something I'm still guilty of to this day. But now I've grown to adore you.."

-As you listen to this, does he mean it? Your cheeks are more crimson red, this makes you speechless 

-He stands up before kneeling with one leg on the floor in front of you.

-"Would you be my beloved?" He holds your hand close to his chin.

-Your mouth was wide open hearing that by his own words, you adored his stupid face but his confessing to you got you in many different places in your mind.

-"Yes, I'd love to be your beloved.." Your lips curled up.

-He quickly kissed the top of your hand up to your arm.

-"Aha! Oh, Ludwig, that tickles!"

-He landed his lips on yours, wrapping his arms around your waist.

-Now back to the present, he would often greet you with either a kiss(mainly your hand), a hug, and a little tango dance.

-He doesn't seem to shy away from holding back his adoration for you that he spoiled you with rich gifts on every occasion despite you not wanting him to do that a lot, he is truly devoted to you as it feels like he hasn't had something like this for his lonely life to maintain.

-Besides all he does is play piano for Inkwell Theater, go to expensive restaurants, and just do anything rich people from the Isles do.

-You're on the couch, watching your boyfriend play the piano by relaxing from the melody on the piece.

-It's mesmerizing to listen to his rendition of a specific classical piece, as that's describing his genuine adoration to you.

-He can land his fingers into the keys with the eyes closed, those snooty pouty lips he keeps on set. 

-His main focus is so captivating that you don't want to look away from the scenery.

-As the gramophone finishes it up and stands up from the stool while you've started clapping for him.

-"Thank you, darling, you enjoy the show a lot?" He scuffed up to you, keeping his hands behind his back.

-God, he looks ravishing in this view, that half-lidded eye is enough to seduce you.

-"For sure, I did!" You caressed his cheek firmly, he shivers from the sensation.

-Besides affection is something he hasn't received until you come along.

-"I appreciate your passion towards my rendition, I have to play what it feels right." He cackles coyly with that cheeky grin once again.

-"Such a bold move." You cupped both of his cheeks, causing him to be speechless for a second.

-He tried to control his composure from it or else it will be embarrassing like the last time on some of your first dates.

-"Are you alright, Ludwig?" You shot him a glimpse

-"Oh yes I'm alright, it's just.." He cleared his throat 

-"Still getting used to this.." 

-You chuckled sweetly watching Ludwig behaving tenderly, He was a privileged, lordly, egotistical man towards you at first before finally taking things further, it's oddly satisfying for his reputation.

-"Anyways, if there's something that you would like to do... Then lay it on me" Ludwig hold your hand up before he put it into his cheek, how affectionate he can get with you? You don't know how much, as this happens every day.

-"Mayhaps we can try something different? It should be you for once." The corner of your lips curled up while Ludwig was shunned by this offer.

-"How come?" He sounded so agitated about this.

-"You always give me almost everything, gentleman." 

-"Isn't that how I propose my daring love for you? Of course, that's what I'll do with my penny!" He whined lightly while he was gripping his touch.

-"Awww... You enjoy pampering me you?" You teased nudging your shoulder to him.

-About the time he felt light-headed by being right in front of you, his desire for his needs for you couldn't get any bigger.

-"How about you? You deserve to have something for yourself."

-"I can't answer that.." Nevertheless, you are observing his physical expression, likewise, you're getting into it.

-"Your face already has an answer to it~"  You cooed from his reaction.

-"Don't make me-" Ludwig grumbled as well as he grasp your shoulder, currently his face is an inch close to yours.

-"It doesn't hurt to tell me, let's not start with that.." You give him a pleasant smile, to keep him comfortable.

-Ludwig's bashful expression is so admirable, you feel lucky to see this for yourself. It gets better when his cheeks get warmer every time you speak to me.

-"Remember when we mate last week? I couldn't stop thinking about it.." He's beaming with pleasurable anticipation, buffeted by all winds of passion

-"I wanted to do that again.." Ludwig dipped his finger into your chest stroking it down with those needy eyes locked to yours, eventually stroking his torso into yours as if he were a cat.

-He looks cute when he's clinging up to you, your skin starts getting warm as soon as he starts rubbing his bulge against your thigh making you shiver.

-"W-Wanna head back to the bedroom then?"

-"Forget the bed... let's do it right here." 

-You looked at his lips before smashing yours into his quickly then pulling back, his eyebrows furrowed by a strong feeling.

-Ludwig slides his hand into your hair before kissing you once more, it seems like he's devouring your mouth when he inserts his tongue inside.

-This rich pompous eagerly went out of his way to satisfy you, just by the start of foreplay.

-He plays with your strands of hair, before letting his hand move its way to your hips.

-Both of your tongues start mimicking sex, as the make-out session almost gets intense.

-He groped your asscheeks before doing the same to your thighs, it's so soft that he could squeeze them forever.

-He rucks your shirt up and rubs your nipples by circulating it around making you mewl.

-Ludwig grinds his knee into your pussy, making you moan sinfully.

-You wanted him doing this to you forever if that's possible, just by teasing you all over the place.

-How can he be this good at something like this if he only pays attention to the piano?

-He held you against the wall, your legs wrapped around his waist.

-You pulled from each other to take a moment to breathe.

-"How about we spice things up, my dear?" He rubbed your lower lip.

-"Yes please..." You keened breathily while watching him kneel on the floor 

-Ludwig dipped his fingers into your clothed area, circulating it around and teasing it firmly.

-Just by the glance at his face, you're already at your limits.

-He enjoys hearing you sing for him, it's music to his ear that he pulls your underwear down swiftly.

-The idea occurred to him that can make this experience more than satisfying, before smirking in front of you.

-He bites his glove off his hand making you gasp inherently, before inserting two fingers inside your wet slit.

-Then he gives your inner thighs a lot of pepper kisses, marking them with hickeys while licking them as he quickly gets closer to your soaked pussy. 

-"Oh look at that, you're so needy.."

-He licked some of the juice that was dripping from your slit, proceeding to insert his tongue inside.

-You bite your lower lip when his other hand rubs your clit in circulation while he's fisting his two fingers inside your pussy, it's getting warmer eventually.

-He's holding into your thighs for support to delve his tongue deep that it touched your vaginal opening.

-"O-Oohh... Yes! Yes, right there.." You hold into his cylinder as he begins to eat you out at the semi-fast pace

-Hearing Ludwig hum sinfully while he's tasting you with his finger rubbing your clit, you're already far from gone.

-You held his crank out of instinct and your other hand caressed his brass horn while it felt hotter, making his tongue thrust your insides. 

-He gripped your thighs harder that he fucks you this hard with a tongue.

-This phonograph couldn't get enough of the taste, it's pure sweet as he had his dessert.

-Him hearing you sing for him is enough to give him warmth reassuring that he is making you feel good.

-You thought he was endearing like this, it's like he hasn't eaten for days that he could find a way to satisfy you like this.

-He's experienced with his hands and tongue to work inside your pussy, as it's like he worked for his hands out not just for playing piano.

-It seems that he had many ideas under his sleeves when pleasure is involved as if that's how massive egotistical he can be to put his pride in this, yet there's still the loving side that he channels into 

-The climax gets close that you can't get enough of it, along with you squeezing his crank that you're going to ignite

-You give him intense eye contact with your lidded eyes are getting drowsy.

-"A-Aahhh~! Ludwig! I'm going to Fuck~!" You squirmed louder 

-Afterwards, you've reached into your release, and your body leans into the wall while you watch Ludwig lick his lips as well with some of the remaining juices from his fingers.

-He licks his lips before standing up to look down at you

-Ludwig stared at the ceiling for a moment, meanwhile, you're still recollecting your senses from the orgasm.

-It's like Ludwig is coming up with something that can spice up compared to some of the first intercourses between you and him that he's going to do.

-Right when you're about to speak to break the silence, he moved his head down over you.

-"Sit up, my dear.." His red eyes glare down at you

-You just did what he told you to do, that stare is so mesmerizing.

-Your legs are already quivering from the orgasm, you've done what you were told by his order, and he pulled his cock from his pants.

-His cock smacked right into your cheek following up with him smudging the tip into your face with pre-cum on it, he scoffed derisively 

-Ludwig positioned his dick into your mouth, the tip is at your lower lips and the pre-cum is smudging over it.

-Your eyes open wide from surprise, how come you can't picture him being a little too kinky just by the looks of it?

-He grabbed your chin, his lips curled up with glee.

-"Open your mouth wide, my darling~" The playful tone of his voice just couldn't stop your body from quivering so much that despite maintaining that deep tone, you are already blown up from it.

-You're amazed by how far he can pull this off every time with the tease, you swallowed the tip where your tongue is dipping into the pre-cum.

-Moving your head closer to his cock, you couldn't keep up with your composure compared to the last BJ you had both done.

-You keep ignoring the sweaty odor from his genitalia that you attempt to put up with the last orgasm, you struggle to move your head despite it being slow.

-Making you swallow into his tip, hearing that delicious sound from him before licking on it at the same time.

-You massaged his balls each by each, that you wouldn't stop teasing his dick. Cleaning up his precum as a whole.

-Ludwig grunts impatiently, tugging your hair harder than the last time that he began moving his hips faster.

-By the sudden, you held his upper thighs that he kept on penetrating your mouth without a break.

-He is breathing heavily from the heaviness of his forehead while he is at the edge, that desperation has gotten into his body without a thought.

-"My dear, I haven't seen this side of yours...How long have you been craving for this to happen?" He cooed as he stroked your hair.

-"You're enjoying yourself?~" He chuckles deeply, now that signature smirk that's been in your mind ever since you first meet him has pushed you over the edge 

-You almost gagged twice that he started pounding your mouth carefully.

-Temptation had been running around his mind have finally been made up with the sessions that the two of you will have together.

-He suddenly takes off his dick from your mouth, with the saliva dripping into the floor.

-"I got a better idea in mind." He purred softly, squeezing your asscheek from his free hand to add more to the fun torture.

-Your eyes are getting teary from the amount you almost choked into his penis, your gag reflex isn't perfect but you're willing to try.

-He holds you against the wall and carries your legs up so that you're looking down in the way he holds you close.

-Ludwig rubbed your pussy with his tip as you winced from the sensitivity already, you wanted him so bad.

-You flushed with his eyes looking down on you, how can he be irresistible in this state?

-"Aw, you're so cute when you blush like that.." He bites over your shoulder to mark over you.

-You're easily stimulated whenever it comes to this after your pussy is lubed up from before, he held your legs up after he slammed his dick inside.

-You cried out that your eyes flinches while he was giving you kisses on your cheek and the other was caressing your neck.

-"Mmm~ You better keep doing that, my beloved" 

-The two of you needed each other's company, even if this is out of the heat on Ludwig's part but something speaks out from him every time he does this with you.

-Not only did he grow more comfortable with you but he did think of something that he had lacked which destroyed his honesty towards music.

-It's true that the intense infatuation that he has with you, the strong devotion that he is willing to take has a lot to offer on this scenery.

-How aroused Ludwig looks like during this aside the way aside from his strong anticipation that he knows what he can get with or without effort.

-"You're very doting, it's no surprise why I wanted to spoil you.." He gripped your thighs tight.

-He kissed your cheek, while he is moving your legs with his other one

-That half-opened eyes of his is already turning your stomach, but you can't deny that it's making your brain circuits

-The sweat drops over your head are dripping into the shoulder as you moan lusciously.

-He bites your flushed ear, making it more sensitive than it already.

-"You're perfect, so delightful! How can someone be so admiring!" He picks up on his speed so that you can feel your insides being mushy from the penetration.

-"L-Ludwig! I-" 

-"I felt a connection with you, I can't stop thinking about you!" He holds you closer, even in this state. He couldn't stop showing his appreciation for you.

-The more you hear him whine, the more sappy this gets between you and him.

-"Am I that important..?" You breathed shakily from the pleasure, saliva dripping from the corner of your lips.

-"Yes, my dear. " He kissed your lips passionately as he hits your g-spot leaving so much shiver in your body 

-The faint sound of you moaning when he repeatedly hit that spot more than twice, you're shunned away from his skills.

-You both pulled up from the kiss as the two of you wouldn't stop with the lewd sounds together, as you're about to reach the climax.

-"Nnggh~! I'm getting close, my darling, it's right there- Aahh~!" Ludwig groaned vocally, while he is pressing your g-spot.

-Right after he got deeper inside of you before he cums, you devolved into the pleasure that your vision faded to black.

-You both are breathing shakily that after the release, he's just staring at you where he is still inside of you feeling his dick's warmth.

-There's a lot of cum dripping from your cunt during the orgasm before he pulls his limp dick out as he carries you in a bridal style.

-"I think it's time for bath time, my dear.." He looks over your face, and he fixes your hair a little bit.

-You are speechless that you only stare at his calming gaze, it's so mesmerizing could pull you close into a pianist can be something else.

-The atmosphere where you are sitting on the tiled floor while he is rubbing your back with soap, the cozy melody from his horn to ease your tension is a plus.

-Ludwig hums along with the light piano keys. He couldn't stop worshipping your body and kissed your upper back.

-He grabbed the shower head and pour it over your back as you were already finished getting cleaned.

-You looked back at him, and he give you the same alluring gaze.

-"Did I go too far, my dear?" He stands up to reach into the towel.

-"No, of course not." You moved your leg to the side to fix your sitting position.

-"Thank goodness, it's just I haven't had something like this with someone.." He gives you a towel to cover your body.

-"Being in a relationship you say?" You raise your eyebrow.

-Ludwig nodded as he kneels to you and holds your hand.

-"I thought that love would only come from my music, but then I met you.."

-"I'm like a fish in love with a bird wishing I could fly." He adds before kissing your arm as you laugh wholeheartedly.

-At the moment between you and Ludwig, has gotten blissful that you wouldn't deny that he has that adoration towards you. 

-The surroundings between the two of you felt passionate that a melancholic melody is somewhere in between.

-You landed your lips on him as if it was just a peck that quickly become enthralling, Ludwig's bare hands can't stop caressing your cheeks.

-You pull back after about 2 minutes, and it melts to see him worship you every time.

-"Will you be there for me?"

-"I'll always be here for you, my dear" You cooed wholeheartedly.

-The gramophone looks like he's about to explode from happiness, just by hearing that. How overdramatic he can be to you.

-Ludwig smiles gently with his fingers dipping into yours "Wanna drink tea with me before bedtime?" He tilted his head to the side.

-"I'd love to! Let's get dressed first then.."

[bravo4iscool]

i know this is a trashy ass pic but look at my man alexander ludwig giving ✨simon riley✨ in bad boys: ride or die😔✊🏼

man slayed this movie boots down💅🏼💅🏼

[generational-atrophy]

ok like ur one of my top 3 fav hetalia request blogs so uhhh could i get the big 8 (and canada ofc) and how they cuddle???

hetalia main 8 (+ canada & prussia) affection hcs

2.0k words ~ gender neutral headcanons

tw: mention of suggestive themes, mention of alcohol

a/n: sorry this got turned into just general affection hcs. hope thats ok. also i couldnt find the original source for any of these images :sob:

America

Alfred is a very casually intimate person. His legs intertwined with yours while you game, his hand on your shoulder while you introduce him, and his hands held over yours while he shows you anything, are all common sights even before you start dating.

But once you actually get together, he doesn't get much more affectionate as much as he does touchy. Say goodbye to any personal space, as Alfred loves to manhandle you. Anytime he likes something you're wearing, he just grabs it and forces you to stand there awkwardly.

Every time he comes home from work stressed, he insists that you hold his head in your lap and pet his hair.

When the night begins, he's on the other side of the bed. But by morning, the blankets are practically all on the floor while he hugs you from behind, his face buried in your hair and his legs caging you against the sheets.

Also: he's a great hugger (: Any sickness can be ailed by drowning in his arms.  Sometimes it really does feel suffocating, he has no sense of self-control and way too much love for you to realize that it’s alarming to be tackled to the ground.

England

Arthur despises PDA. Arthur despises you knowing how much he cares. Arthur despises being vulnerable in any way. Arthur despises rainbows and sunshine. But he loves you, so he'll hold you by the waist when your head falls on his shoulder.

Most of the time, the most you'll get is a chaste kiss, only sometimes on the lips. It took him a while to even agree to share a bed because it's “unseemly“ for an unwed couple. When you do share a bed, he rarely cuddles up to you. He’s almost always an arm's length away, close but not too close.

But when he gets drunk, his real self comes out. Suddenly he's pressing soft kisses up and down your chest, his hands keeping you pressed against the bed while he whispers how much he loves you in languages he hasn't spoken in centuries.

But even when he's in his right mind, you might be able to convince him to let you sit in his lap while he reads to you. He'll deny it, but he does love it greatly. In general, he prefers holding you rather than the other way around.

France

While Francis may be incredibly affectionate, he isn't really the biggest cuddler. His physical affection comes mostly in the forms of passionate, breath-taking kisses and slow dancing. But of course, he does love having you close, so you'll end up cuddling anyway.

He loves lounging with you by his side, a nice bottle of wine readily available, while you two reminisce. His hands always find a way to snake underneath your clothing, but it's only so he can trace soft patterns on your skin, making you relax even further against him.

At night, it depends on the mood. If you're feeling needy, he'll happily pull you close to rest your head on his chest. If he's feeling needy, he'll beg for you to hold him close, to run your fingers through his hair and tell him how much you love him. But if it's the summer and he's hot, he'll kick you off the bed if you touch him.

Also, just for the record, he never lets go of your hand throughout the day. Ever. The difference between affection at home and affection in public is completely lost on Francis, so be prepared for him to pull you against him just like he would if no one was watching.

China

In terms of love languages, Yao cares much more for quality time than physical affection. But he can be prone to clingy moods, refusing to leave your side for hours at a time. During those times, it's best to just let him nuzzle his face against your neck without protest.

On the rare nights that he lets you cook, he'll hold you tight from behind. Surprisingly not just to criticize your technique, but also because he just loves how you feel pressed up against him.

When it comes to the bed, he is surprisingly cuddly. He'll ghost his hands all over your body while you're falling asleep, seemingly always in awe of your beauty. He's rarely aggressive in any way, his affection always soft and thoughtful.

(Also, he prefers cuddling without clothes. Not for even a single remotely sexual reason, but just because it's so much more intimate)

When in public, he never goes beyond brushing a hair behind your ear; but with the way he looks at you, you always feel just as loved as you would otherwise.

Russia

The moment you give him permission, Ivan is all over you. Constant kisses, constant hugs, never more than a step away, he'll be attached to your side for as long as you let him.

Anytime you two are together, he'll pull you as close as possible. Watching a movie is always done with you on his lap, no car ride is complete without his hand around your thigh, and even when you're separated, he's anxious to keep an eye on you.

Without you in his arms, he'd find it difficult to sleep. He can't get enough of watching you while your eyes flutter shut, his calloused hands running through your hair until you finally relax completely.

Every time you reach out for him first, he finds himself too flustered to speak. He's a very handsy person himself, so it's impossible to make him uncomfortable. All he can do is watch you in awe, never growing tired of the feeling of your skin against his.

Canada

Matthew's affection is always hesitant, as if he's afraid you'll break the moment his skin meets yours. He'd never do as little as hold your hand without your permission, much less pull you into a hug.

But the opposite is true when you're the one asking him for his touch. If you seem nervous, suddenly his kiss is all-consuming, taking the breath out of your lungs and causing you to stumble.

At night, he absolutely melts when you hold each other. Your hands around his waist make him shiver, and he can't stop himself from burying his face in your hair, his fingers drawing feather-light patterns into your back. But it already takes an hour of convincing to get him into bed with you, much less to get him to cuddle without him constantly asking if you’re alright.

In public, however, any affection makes him blush bright red. He can barely believe that you're alright with showing your love for him. If you were to suddenly hug him to say goodbye, it's unlikely he'd be able to pull himself away. He loves your touch, but he can't let himself indulge, the fear of your rejection making him fear getting too close.

Italy

From the moment you two met, Feliciano's hands all over you, at all times. Personal boundaries is not something he's familiar with. No matter where you are, he's grossly affectionate. He usually doesn't care whether or not you hug him back, as long as you don't reject him too bluntly. Then he'll cry. But stop nonetheless.

If you're ever insecure, he's the man to reassure you. You'll never again leave the house without tons of kisses all over your face, much less do anything without his arm around your waist.

As expected, he's also very needy. He's satisfied to just rest his head on your shoulder most of the time, but sometimes he just needs you to hold him. If you're alright with it, his designated spot is always curled up against you with his head in your lap. If you pet his hair too, he'll be yours for life.

In bed, it's the same. If you're wrapped up in each other's arms, he's happy. But if you're holding him, not too soft yet not too tight, he might just start crying. For good reasons this time.

Germany

Ludwig’s affection is always awkward, his grip is always too tight or too soft, but he does truly love being beside you. No matter how afraid he is, as soon as you pull him into a hug, he completely forgets all nervousness. But still, it’s not often he goes out of his way to do any more than rest a hand on your shoulder comfortingly.

At night, it’s the same. He wants you close, close enough that you could always wake him up if you needed to, but not close enough that you’re pressed against each other. But on those awful nights when you just need some comfort, he’s more than happy to wrap you in a bunch of blankets and hold you all night long (He won’t get any sleep, but being so protective makes him feel just as happy.)

What he lacks in physical affection, he more than makes up for in every other area. At least he always knows the best places to kiss you.

Japan

Kiku is a very private man. You knew that before you were dating, but even now, it seems like even his affection is kept to himself. You constantly see him reach for you out of the corner of your eye, before he suddenly pulls away.

He's always rather cold in public. The most you get at home is usually just a chaste kiss, too.

Except at night, when he's too overworked and sleepy to think straight, it's the opposite. Suddenly he's crawling into your arms in the dead of night, desperate and whining for your affection. Sometimes it's the opposite, his hesitant hands running over your side, careful not to disturb you as you're pulled into his embrace.

Either way, it's rare that either of you wake up without the other, strewn across the bed and buried under the mountains of blankets Kiku loves. Just don't bring it up, because he's deathly embarrassed of how much he needs your affection.

Romano

There is not a day that goes by without Romano demanding you two cuddle. In public, at home, at night, in the morning, when you're doing nothing, when you're busy... he is... quite needy when it comes to physical affection.

His favourite way to cuddle is in bed, blankets thrown wildly around the two of you, him wrapped around you and resting his head on your thighs while you play with his hair. But he's honestly not that picky as long as you're almost painfully close.

He doesn't kiss you often (especially in public, just because he's so insecure about how people see the two of you,) but when he does, it feels like something out of a movie. Your breath taken in a second, your mind going blank, your entire body seeming to melt into his effortlessly...

As time goes on, he would probably become less clingy. When you first start dating, he's so anxious to make sure you understand how much you mean to him, that he ends up overcompensating in a lot of areas... especially when it comes to affection.

But his body IS kind of perfect for cuddling, so...

Prussia

Gilbert is a very proud man, and that remains obvious in the way he touches you. He's anxious to show off your attachment in public, always having his hand intertwined tightly with yours, his eyes never leaving you no matter what.

At home, it's the same. He's not overly clingy, especially when he gets in snippy moods, but he still believes everything is better when you're by his side. His favourite thing in the world is being cuddled up on the couch, your head resting on his shoulder while he runs his fingers down your thighs, watching probably one of the worst movies ever made.

When in bed, he's a lot more needy. He tends to get cold, so he always pulls you against him. When you cling to his chest, he swears he's in heaven. But that also means it's a struggle to get up in the morning since he always insists on “just 5 more minutes.“

He's rather... grabby. His affection is usually aggressive, and sometimes a little embarrassing, but it's just because he's so desperate to show you how he really feels, beyond the silly act.

[inhibitionfreewriting]

request again (if that’s okay?) i’m the noah kahan anon (and your fic was SO good im so excited for more) but butchered tongues by hozier as childhood friends to lovers with lud?

or first time (by hozier) with lud!!!!!

so while the second part to the original request is coming slowly but surely, once again i got into a zone and i just...

--

he was your best friend, who lived across the street and two houses down, who from the moment you met him always had you giggling. small bursts, full on fits of laughter, tiny snickers hidden by tiny clasped hands, trying not to wake the adults, trying to hide your secrets away from the world. but he's always there running around with you, scraped knees, dirt under your fingernails.

there's the time you almost drown in the nearby lake because you're both daring each other to go further out than you should and the mud beneath your foot slips and you're overtaken by water and panic. you're not the best swimmer and when you can't find your footing again, he calls for you, hoping it's just a joke.

he's there just out of reach for the first time and it solidifies just how important he is to you. he helps you up as soon as his little legs can cross the distance. you don't tell him that you think you have a crush on him, because you're only 11 and feelings are cringe and right now it doesn't matter. he's your best friend and you are his.

it's a few years later and you're walking home, crunching the autumn leaves under your feet, kicking pinecones in your path. he's talking about a girl a class you don't share and you can feel your heart breaking into a million pieces as he explains an over elaborate plan to ask her out on a date. in the end she says no and you're there with him for the heartbreak. you call her every name in the book at 14, explaining that she's the biggest loser in existence and anyone would be lucky to date him.

you wish it was you, to be the one cradling his heart and protecting it from the pain, but your friendship is number one and always above all else. he stays that night, too tired to walk back home. it's different, you think, staring at his back in your bed after having his heart broken, but your heart is broken too, isn't it? you stifle your crying to the best of your ability, roll over and force yourself to fall asleep.

he's thinking it too, staring at the pictures you have thumbtacked into your wall of you and he and the few other friends you both have made. there's a picture of you both with your arms around one another in red matching sweaters. he loves that picture even if he doesn't know it yet. it's his favorite. there's something in his chest that tells him to roll over, a paranoia that you're not okay but he mistakes the feeling as just more pain of rejection and doesn't move. it's the last sleepover that you both remember and on nights when you're drunk the memory still stings like a shot.

"ew - really? there's no way you actually like him." he embarrasses you, making a face at your admission of a crush on another classmate. you can't keep eye contact with him while you try to elaborate - he got you a carnation from the school on valentines day and it was sweet and you thought, maybe, just maybe it would be the way to get over the lump in your heart that he was. still, you keep that secret to yourself, going silent halfway through a sentence and curling in on yourself mentally. "look i'm - i'm just saying that derek on the soccer team is dumb as fuck and have - have you ever even had a conversation with him? he's probably just doing it out of pity."

"pity?" you snap, "oh, right, okay, because the only way i'd ever be able to get a date with anyone was out of pity." you stand up and knock the textbook and notes off of the desk in front of him before storming away. there's no way that he thought that low of you, but it's the ichor in your heart gumming up the gears. it hurts, it hurts so bad to think that- was he pitying you? all the time and years that you spent together? doing chores and spending allowances together, memorizing the others favorite ice creams and movies and video games and-

your mother holds you tight that night, stroking your hair as you cry into her chest, about how much you hate him. he's an asshole and he doesn't even like you clearly. she soothes you the best she can, but you're a few months shy of 17 and nothing stitches the wounds he's laid on your fragile heart. that doesn't come until much later in your story. you go to bed that night after clearing polaroid after polaroid off of your wall, throwing them into some school folder that previously lay abandoned in your room. you don't want to talk to him let alone see him before you go to sleep. the poorly sewed pillow from home economics he traded with you gets shoved into your closet.

he keeps it to himself when he gets home, telling his mother that he's tired and he just wants to get through his homework and go to sleep. he doesn't do his homework that night, too busy watching tv and the clock, ticking later and later into the night. his mother is worried but doesn't press, though she makes him eat that night even if he hates it.

not to be dramatic, but for a minute you feel like you forget what his voice sounds like, you haven't spoken in a week. stubbornness flows through both of you stronger than the harshest waters in a river, capsizing anyone who isn't certain of their path. he finds a new groove where he leaves for school 5 minutes off of you, whether it's before or after you can't determine but it's never the same time. a few kids at your lunch table take pity on you when you are eating alone for what feels like the billionth day in a row and you connect easily. as the loneliness gets pushed beneath the surface you wonder if he notices that you're not trying to catch his eyes as often.

he does, and he hates it, because he's trying to return the caught eyes even if he doesn't know it. but you're both foolish and angry over nothing. he passes 17 without you at his birthday party, the invite torn up and in a trash bag in a place where his mother won't find it. he lies when she asks, curious as to where you have been all this time, months and months at this point.

"i don't know," he shrugs, nonchalant to the best of his ability while he watches his friends play melee. he can't make an excuse before one of the guys sits up and scrunches his face in thought.

"didn't you throw her invite out because she's a freak?"

"woah - you can't call her that."

"you literally called her weird like 5 minutes ago!" ludwig's face turns red and sheepish as his mother gives him a look, disappointed and sad all in one. when she leaves, he sinks into his spot, covering his face. how embarrassing. "dude, she is a freak though, she's always by herself, it's fucking weird."

"she's not fucking weird!" he snaps, shoving him. nobody is allowed to call you weird except him, you are his weird friend. an argument breaks out and the party ends sooner than intended and his mother grounds him for fighting in the middle of the house. at least his birthday doesn't get worse outside of the sinking feeling in his chest.

you hesitate on a text saying happy birthday with the picture of the two of you in red sweaters attached. you remove the photo and the heart and send it, plain. it felt disingenuous - maybe he deserves it though, he didn't even invite you to hang out.

you 9:56pm: happy birthday

ludwig 10:27pm: thanks

you 10:30pm: do anything fun?

ludwig 10:36pm: party got cancelled cuz my friends are assholes

you don't think the laugh that comes out of your mouth is real, but his text gets the tiniest of noises from you.

you 10:37pm: all guys are assholes lol

he starts typing and then stops a few times. maybe that was too much and the regret swims through your veins immediately, you curl up into the poorly stitched pillow long rescued from your closet for comfort. the longer it takes, the more you sink, starting to type an excuse, 'i mean not you', but he responds faster than your shaky hands can type.

ludwig 10:50pm: you're right

ludwig 10:50pm: sorry i was an asshole

ludwig 10:51pm: ider what i said but i know it was stupid

of course he didn't.

you 10:52pm: derek would only go out with me bc of pity

ludwig winced in his bed, dropping his phone to his chest and smacking both his hands to his face. wow he was stupid, derek would have been lucky to go out with you. you were wonderful - fantastic even, you kept him up at night, his mind wandering to moments of you smiling and laughing with him, and then the way your face fell when he made that stupid pity comment. rolling onto his stomach he replied.

ludwig 10:59pm: wow 16 year old me was dumb huh

you 11:00pm: you've been 17 for less than 1 day 💀

you 11:00pm: you're so stupid

you 11:01pm: i h8 you

surely, you meant it in jest. you were talking to him, at least, hell this was the most you'd spoken in months so you absolutely had to be joking. he pulled a dramatic frown, took a picture and sent it to you before questioning the decision.

ludwig 11:03pm: [image attached]

you 11:03pm: can i be gay for a moment

ludwig 11:04pm: yes?

you 11:08pm: i missed your face a lot😞

you 11:08pm: i miss you a lot

you 11:08pm: can we hang out tomorrow

you 11:09pm: we can do w/e i dont care

you 11:09pm: we dont even have to do anything

you 11:09pm: can we just hang out

you 11:12pm: please

he missed you too, more than he would ever care to admit, eyes heavy with exhaustion and sadness as he stared at your near pleading.

ludwig 11:15pm: come over when you wake up

ludwig 11:15pm: im going to bed

ludwig 11:16pm: night

shoving his phone far under his pillow, he flipped onto his back and stared at the ceiling. you were mimicking the position in your own bed, your hands over your heart. how long had you been sitting on your infatuation? how many diary entries had you written about him? how many poorly drawn profiles littered the ripped pages of your notebooks? sleep took you both restlessly, carrying you along the rocky waters till daybreak where you wrestled yourself into shorts and a tshirt.

you couldn't bring yourself to care about how you looked or smelled (you couldn't quite remember when you showered last), you just wanted to give him a hug, the biggest hug you could muster. you missed him so so much. as you'd done hundreds of times before, you entered his home, locked the door behind you and all but ran up the stairs and towards his room.

badum badum badum

your heartbeat was loud and almost painful in your ears which caused you to stop and stare at your hand centimeters away from his door. you wanted to feign ignorance, that your broken heart was not beating like this for any reason, that it was silly and foolish and so very very stupid. chewing on the inside of your lips, you swung his door open. his body jumped a little, still under the covers and barely processing that you were already here.

"hey," came his groggy voice, the heel of his palm rubbing into his eyes as you nudged the door closed and kicked your shoes off. he propped himself up on his elbows and maybe it was the way you looked, slightly disheveled but jittery, or the fact that your breathing was a little choked and heavy, but he wanted to kiss you more than any other girl he'd ever seen. "why're you standing over there still?"

"i-i.. i don't know." he breathed out a tired laugh.

"so come here?" with the invitation you crossed the remaining space between you and flopped into the space next to him, on top of the covers. it takes him a minute but he lazily rolls over to face you. he smells of a late night shower and morning breath. he's warm with sleep and you're warm with the early morning sun.

"i have a crush on you," you blurt out, closing your eyes like you expect physical retaliation from someone who has never actually gone so far as to beat you up. when nothing comes you slowly open your eyes, peaking through the timid butterflies frantic in your stomach. the face he has on is awkward at best and you're trying not to read into what he may or may not be feeling. "s-s-sorry, that's. i shouldn't have-"

"no, me- me too!" he responds, stopping you in your frantic, panicked downfall, not wanting to hurt you again over a miscommunication that he was the cause of. he wraps his arms around you tightly and you let out a tiny breath of relief and returned his hug.

"i'm sorry you're so stupid," you snicker, burying your face deeper into him, still embarrassed. when you both finally pull back, your lips are pursed into a pout, and his mouth is open to say something snarky in return but nothing comes out. instead he kisses you the way he's wanted to kiss you for two years, since the first time he saw you wear a pink tinted lip gloss. you return with fervor and you kiss like that a thousand more times.

[fullofgutsndopamine]

or: ludwig takes up jogging and keeps running into you

ludwig thinks if he keeps walking everything will work out.

one foot in front of the other, one, two, step-falls into a pace as his worn shoes kick gravel across the park.

a blanket had fallen over LA, leaving it dark as if someone was covering his eyes-even though it was dark sweat dropped down his back, made his shirt stick to him. he wondered how much longer he has to do this stupid fucking walk that's suppose to help his mental health or whatever bullshit Aimen has told him (he wasn't really listening)

ludwig kicks at a pebble with the tip of his boot and wishes the darkness would engulf him, swallow him whole and make him disappear.

look, nightly runs werent her favorite thing in the world but if it got her out of the house, that was enough for her.

the apartment was too small, too loud, became everything she hated with what seemed like overnight-

"Hey!"

her hands break your fall barely, can feel the tiny pebbles dig into your palms that she’ll have to pick out later.

her head whips up at the figure in front of her who looks more confused than she is.

"Who wears all black to go on a fucking jog in the middle of the night?!" she huff, shaking dirt off from her shirt, "idiot."

ludwig shakes his head as if he's waking himself up before he finally offers his hand wordlessly to help her up. instead, she smacks it out of the way, grumbling as you struggle to stand.

"So," she pushes, still irritated, "the all black?" ludwig's lips buzz with anxiety, trying to find the right words to make this count.

instead, it comes out like this:

"victim blaming," he huffs but the smirk gives him away, "in 2023? real nice."

"it's not victim blaming if you aren't the victim, idiot."

"you could at least ask my name before you try and bully someone off the trail."

she wants to wipe the stupid fucking smirk off his face.

"So i have a name to match with the idiot who decides to wear dark clothes at night?" she crosses her arms over her chest, "sure. give me a name."

now he smiles, crossing his own arms over his chest:

"no, now i don't think you actually want it."

"you're an actual liability," she huff back, "next time wear a safety vest."

and she takes back off on her run before he can see how pink her face is.

days pass. she almost forgets about the encounter if it wasn't for the gravel stained marks on her palms.

the next time she sees him, she hears him before she see him.

he falls into step as she jog.

"so look," he says, immediately matching your stride,

"i wore a fucking pink shirt so i wouldn't be a liability today."

she rub at your temples:

"didn't i say a safety vest, not brightly colored shirt?" his eyebrows scrunch together and he looks genuinely confused:

"is it not the same thing?"

she roll your eyes, squinted at the horizon ahead.

"it's ludwig, by the way." his voice is so quiet next to her, she would almost miss it, "that's my name. Ludwig."

finally she looks over at him and he looks nervous for a second, like he's afraid he passed an imaginary line or said the wrong thing (he always says the wrong fucking thing)

"ludwig," she tries his name in her mouth, getting use to the way it feels, the way it falls off her tongue.

"hm."

"that a good hm?" he teases, finally smiling as you slow down to a slower walk with him, "i hope?"

she wipe at your face to hide the smile.

"indifferent, for now."

it becomes a routine. there's no set time-when darkness falls over LA and the only sound is the hum of cars passing by and crickets in the background is when she begins her walk. eventually, she starts seeing ludwig in the parking lot-both stretching together as she take off on the same route. ludwig listens as she point out the same flowers, acting like she don't always tell him what they are, and she laugh as he trips over his feet as he always does. it's a comfortable routine.

days pass without her. for a while he's afraid he said the wrong thing, did the wrong thing, that she’ll be gone forever.

he finally sees her as she sits on the regular bench kicking her feet, neck craned as if she’s looking for someone. he approaches her slowly, a if he's unsure.

With ludwig's fists buried deep in his pockets he stares at the ground to stop the words from falling out of his mouth and falling at the gravel under him. they're shaped like her: missed her yesterday it spills out quietly on the ground not the same without her here. he watches as the words fall at the ground under him and he uses his boots to kick gravel over them before he can do anything stupid, like say the words that so desperately dance on the tip of his tongue.

instead he says:

"Hey"

she all but hops out of her seat, hoping she don't come off as too eager.

"Hey!" she finally say back, a large smile on her face, "finally. was thinking you weren't making it tonight. thought you quit on me."

"like you quit on me?"

he's teasing, hope it comes off that way and he's lucky, as the smile spreads across your lips:

"bastards at work tried to kill me this week-"

"ah," he shakes his head, the anxiety falling out with it, "i see they didn't succeed."

"guess they'll have to try harder."

he laughs, falling into place with her, trying to ignore how her hand hits his gently as they both walk and catch up with one another

[the-phantom-author]

oh shit your mind is amazing. poly!qt+lud is great! qt teaching you to bake and making lud eat your terrible first tries. lud trying DESPERATELY to teach you and it to be good at basketball (and failing). being a neutral party in the yard/fear& rivalry!!! (bonus: being better at speaking French than lud and the fear& boys never letting lud live it down)

!!!!

I can imagine you being the best cook out of the three of them, but being absolute trash at baking. Like anytime you try, everything that can go wrong does. QT finds in endearing, and a bit frustrating, but loves to make lud eat it and watch him figure out how to tell you it's not bad.

Yes!!! A non sports girlie (gender neutral), who is just the worst at it. It might be a lack of depth perception, or a number of other things, but you just can't do it. I can you being weirdly good at some other, very random, sport tho. Like tennis or volleyball, or something. (Maybe baseball/softball???)

I think I'd be really funny for you to not even be French, and yet speak it better than Lud. Like it's just a language you learned in school and just became fluent in it.

[eringobragh420]

This list is open for ALL the wrestlers on the list of who I write for, which can be found here. If you want someone not listed, go ahead and send an ask because I might have just forgot them. REQUESTS CLOSED. ❎ already requested KINKS UNDER THE CUT

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[schlattslonghairytoes]

baby its cold outside❄️ ⛄️

announcing your relationship!!

*christmas album schlatt ahead*

you and schlatt had been dating since the end of 2021 when you met in texas

when he decided he wanted to move back to new york, you immediately knew you wanted to follow him there

but here was the issue

no one knew you two were dating.

ofc there was speculation, but it was never confirmed, and you guys werent stupid

if the both of you randomly moved to new york you would never hear the end of it

and you both always knew you wanted to announce it in a fun way rather then through rumors

so when schlatt had announced he would be releasing a christmas album you knew it was time

you two had been friends for a long time as far as the fans knew, but you both felt it was time to finally announce your relationship so you could move on and live your lives, rather then hide from people

schlatt was going to move back in late may, and your plan was to join him in early august

the three months you guys spent apart only confirmed that this was the right decision for the both of you

when initially recording the songs of you two together, ill be honest, it was a fucking struggle

laughter, voice cracks and some small segments of yelling were filling up the recordings, rather then actual singing

but eventually when the album was released, fans immediately noticed the ft. of their favorite creator next to three different songs

fans went wild.

(understandable, i would too.)

a christmas special

Jschlatt

christmas: classics • 2024 •

1 Let it snow!

2 It's beggining to look alot like christmas

3 Baby, its cold outside - ft you

4 White christmas

5 Your a mean one Mr. Grinch - ft ted nivison

6 Something stupid - ft you

7 Santa claus is comin' to town - ft ludwig

8 Jingle bells - ft jack manifold

9 Santa baby - ft you

10 Feliz navidad - ft quackity

11 Frosty the snowman - ft tom simons

12 We wish you a merry christmas - various artists

one week later when a vlog was uploaded to your channel called

"3 years with big guy"

safe to say fans finally understood what was going on.

[hwsing]

nsfw alphabet for germany and/or prussia? thank you!!!!

germany nsfw alphabet

notes: 18+, reader is gender neutral and i don’t think genitalia is really mentioned. includes: germany (ludwig). as always, reblogs are appreciated!

cws: mostly top + dom! ludwig; cockwarming, power dynamics, restraints/bondage, piss kink, pet play, size difference, toys, overstim + edging, pet play. let me know if i forgot any through replies, anon or PMs. wc: about 2k words. not really proof read.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

king of overthinking so trust that he’s likely to go above and beyond, especially at first. it’s also partially because he’s pretty deep in kink culture, but not quite porn dead brained; instead, he’s like… really conscious of being mindful. he’s not really the type for pillow talk and he can get pretty flustered after sex, so he’s gonna busy himself with getting you what you need.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

for him, it’s probably his overall physique since we all know this madlad works out like the world is about to request him to singlehandedly carry it on his shoulders. as much as he can be self critical, he’s pretty proud of himself!! he likes the confidence he can have in his strength and health and all that good stuff.

on his partner’s, he’d probably say something like their smile in an almost bashful way, but in reality it’s going to be their chest/hips/thighs/butt; whichever catches his attention the most, really. he just feels a bit bad that he’s that perverted, but you’ll know by how much he pays attention to that spot. i think he’s a boob guy (regardless of size/gender) though

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

ludwig is nasty in a way that should be studied. for someone who is so neat, he is very messy with cum — *both* yours and his. the type to kiss you after you swallow his cum, to stuff his fingers into whatever hole he creamed into to ensure it doesn’t leak, make you suck his fingers after getting you off with his hand. he likes to cum in you, but he does like how demeaning it is to cum on your body

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

what isn’t a dirty secret of his would be easier to answer… everything is a dirty secret to him. he’s a private person, okay! god forbid you somehow find his private tab. regardless of if you’ve been dating for years or a short time, he’s so embarrassed that he’ll go red.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

he’s not super experienced because 1. he has little to no game, ESPECIALLY with feminine presenting people and 2. he’s always been pretty busy. by modern day and age he’s by no means a virgin, though. he’s gotten around enough — but he still is pretty awkward and tense at first. knows what he’s doing, but can find it hard to actually go through with it is all. give him a second to hype himself up!

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

anon stop it you’re embarrassing him with these questions :( LOL no but he’s pretty versatile, probably likes positions you’ve never even heard of but … maybe the seashell is his favourite. overall, likes positions where he can more or less go to town and put some weight on you, because even when bondage isn’t involved he’s inclined to pin you down.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

please do not make a joke while his dick and balls are out they’ll literally shiver up inside him and never come out again

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

when he has a partner he’s extremely well groomed. shaves by default but if his partner makes it known they like some bush he’ll grow some out

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

intimacy is something ludwig struggles with a bit. he worries he’s too awkward and just butchers it, completely ruining the mood; still, he definitely tries, especially when things are still just starting. he’s not very smooth with sweet words, and he knows he isn’t either. so, this intimacy is going to come from what he’s doing — the way his strong hands carefully hold you, how his lips kiss up your leg while he undresses you, the feeling of him holding your hands tightly while fucking you.

he does find cockwarming to be extremely intimate. ludwig does like it quite a bit; he’s not easily overstimulated either so he can handle it for a good period of time as well. he likes to big spoon for peak intimacy… holding you makes his heart almost give out

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

this isn’t terribly uncommon for ludwig. his sex drive is high, and he doesn’t get game often. he will use his own imagination, but only under the condition that something is inspiring him; for example, his crush or partner. otherwise, he has plenty of porn saved.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

we would be here all day if i said all of them. so lets just unpack a few

power dynamics: he kind of needs a sub/dom dynamic in the bedroom. he greatly prefers being the dom, but he can find it a bit hard to bring himself to actually act on his desires. and so, he really, really likes when you play up the submissive thing; the more pathetic you are, the more he’s gonna feel the urge to make you a mess. his mess though! he’s likely to manhandle you since he’s… probably stronger than you.

restraints: he’s not super picky with this one because as long as you’re at his mercy he’s satisfied but, he REALLY likes bondage benches. loves them actually. be warned because he’s gonna go to pound town with this one

piss kink: very into humiliation and he’s not above purposely making you piss yourself. the more embarrassed you are, the better, really; he’d entertain the idea of pissing on or in you as a punishment. would understand if you are not into this though because he is self aware enough to know it’s nasty

pet play: feel like this one is a given but anyways, he does like the kitty thing but he especially likes the puppy side so he can train and discipline you.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

anywhere around his or your house/apartment. “risky” sex would spike his anxiety in ways that should not be apart his foreplay… overall prefers a bed but he’s not above fucking you bent over the counter or smushed up against the wallz

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

unfortunately for him, just about anything. he’s horribly down bad. the lingering scent of your perfume/cologne/etc after you leave is enough for him to get him stiff.

i would say his biggest turn on’s though are; times when your size difference (if there is one) is prominent, when you’re struggling physically with something (the small groans/moans/whimpers… his mind travels FAST), and if you wear makeup. he likes the idea of ruining it

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

this is hard because i struggle to imagine him having a big no other than, like, surprises/not respecting boundaries and things of that nature. he’s pretty open minded because he of all people has no room to judge…!

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

here

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

prefers fast and rough for obvious reasons.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

does not like quickies. ludwig can see the appeal but… he’s only going to do it if he gets caught up in the moment enough to. not a common thing to expect from him

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

now you already know. he’s pretty open minded. the main times he’d be hesitant would be if the idea includes him bottoming or subbing, but he’s usually still down to at least try once

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

he generally lasts a decent amount of time, but the first few times he sleeps with his partner he tends to take forever to cum because he gets SO nervous he cannot let himself. he prefers 2-3 rounds generally, but he does draw them out as much as he can. generally, he makes you cum at least twice before he does at all.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

he’s easily one of the most into toys out of the cast in my opinion. he doesn’t like them on himself as much as he likes using them on you. he does have a handful, but will expand the collection with his own money if he discovers more online or his partner shows interest in a new one. i wrote a bit about this here

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

him being a sadist is well known i think 😭 he’s nervous to do it at first, as he is with everything, but once he feels comfortable prepare yourself because this man will not be your peace in the bedroom. whether it’s edging or overstim, making you get off on his boot or thigh, keeping you restrained with one of those fuck machines… he’s awfully creative.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

ludwig isn’t very loud and isn’t very talkative. unless he’s in enough of a headspace to degrade you anyways……. he groans quite a bit when he gets close but he’s not much of a screamer. even when he does talk during sex, it’s pretty much to the point and without many filler words. he does check in pretty often though, just to see how you’re doing.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

gets a lot of dom drops/post nut clarity after particularly intense sessions but he’s very reluctant to share this. he just feels embarrassed/ashamed about reaching out for reassurance or comfort. it’s pretty easy to tell when he’s feeling like this though, he’ll be extremely quiet and have a tense look on his face while he goes extra with your aftercare while completely neglecting himself

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

now rarely do i give a man the credit of being well endowed but… i have to say that he is. i simply cannot picture him without a massive dick. i personally would guess around 8”, thick AND veiny; most certainly struggled to know what to do with it at first but he discovered the power of it soon enough!! actually kind of shy about it because he’s had a notable amount of experiences with a partner being iffy about how big he was. lmao

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

clearly pretty high. he’s also pretty well disciplined though, so it’s not enough to like.. take over his life or anything. ends up sexually frustrated often because of this… he has a poor habit of ignoring his needs

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

ludwig doesn’t usually fall asleep after sex unless it’s like just before his usual bed time. and even then, he probably will fall asleep after you since he’s busying himself with aftercare and whatnot. sleeps the best after getting to empty his balls once or twice though!