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I love you~ [PrussiaxReader]
You sat in english class, doodling all over your journal because you could care less what your teacher was talking about. After you fill up an entire page with your drawings so you flip the page. Thinking of what to draw next, you get an idea: how many ways did you know how to say 'I love you'. You started a list with the ones you knew.

I love you
Te amo
Ti amo
Je t'aime

You tap your pencil on the desk trying to think of any more ways to say it. The bell rings and you jump up and quickly gather your stuff and start to head down to lunch. On your way there you see your friend Tino and stop him. “Tino! You speak Finnish, right?” H
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You giggled evilly as you wrote down the last word. This was going to be too much fun. An

Ludwig was such a perfect target. You would have preferred to try this on Gilbert, seeing as he probably would get pissy, but he was out drinking. So, Ludwig it was.

You ran along the silent hallways of his house, giggling madly. Racing up the stairs, you burst into his office. Staring at him, you felt another wave of giggles stirring in your stomach.

The blonde German looked up from his paper work, a scowl forming on his face. You gaze him a dazzling smile and held out th
The Assassin's Wife~PrussiaxReader part 2 The cries of anger and screams of sadness were muffled by the roaring of the fire and sound of burning wood. Gilbert was frozen in time, almost thinking his wife and child would just come from the ashes to greet him.
"I don't dezerve zis!" he shouted as loud as his voice would handle it. Within moments he became parched and slowly wobbled his way the creek. Slurping up as much water as he could, the sound of horses ringed through his ears. Angered, he slowly raised the hood over his head and raced back to his burning house.
Two hungarian soliders were examining the burning building.
"Was this the assassin's house?" one replied in a somewh
canadian consequencesCanadian consequences

Ever since that, France carried his Canadian partner from that contest. He hasn't left his side. It was starting to annoy him. All the poor boy wanted to do was sleep off the endeavor and not get into another eating contest for a long while. Just the thought of food right now was revolting to the swollen Canadian. He lifted up his shirt to expose the bulge around his waist. It growled loudly to let him know that movement was a bad idea. His pale fingers poked the tight offending object. Meanwhile France was in the kitchen making a drink that would aid in his partner's health. Once it was finished, the man brought it to
Pirate!EnglandxReader Beg for Me Ch12You wake up, dazed, to see yourself on a dark, brown velvet couch. You rub your eyes and sit up, letting out a small moan. What happened again?
Oh yeah.
A pirate kidnapped you.
Again.
You glanced around the room, to find no sign of a presence. You got off the couch and stretched, your muscles aching with every movement. You sighed, and plopped back down on the couch again, surveying the room you were in.
It was very…well…Spanish-looking.
There was a flag of Spain hanging on the wall above the headboard of the bed, and the blankets on the bed had a cute little native design to it. It consisted of oranges, reds and yellows, giving you that warm, cozy feeling. There was a desk to your right that had some kind of matador cape hanging on the chair. And leaning against the wall was a guitar, that looked to have been used a lot.
Glancing at the door, you decided the coast was clear to go snoop around in Antonio’s things. That’s what he gets for bringing you here, at
Pirate!EnglandxReader Beg for Me Ch7PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION FIRST IT IS VERY IMPORTANT!!!
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After your confrontation with Arthur, you decided to isolate yourself from him and his crew by staying inside Arthur’s room for the entire day. You were glad to have your violin back, but you were still dreading to perform in front of everyone. “I can’t believe he’s actually making me do this,” you groaned to yourself. You looked out the window and saw that the sun was starting to set. That was usually the signal for you to eat dinner. So far, no one has walked in to ask if you were going to eat dinner, since the answer was going to be an obvious no. Luckily Arthur didn’t ask you to help cook the food. After growing up with Gilbert, your idea of a good meal was a raw piece of tuna you fished up from the ocean.
You suddenly smelled the aroma of something seep through the cracks of the door. It almost smelled like
The Assassin's Wife-PrussiaxReader "Time for bed." Gilbet Beilschmidt replied softly while kissing the forehead of his only child. The young one looked up and gave a smile to his father, before finally growing into a deep sleep. The white-haired man let out a deep breath before letting go of the three year old's little hand and making his way downstairs. He was then greeted by his fine wife _______, who sat in a rocking chair glaring into the fire peacefully. After nearly a month of constant traveling-not to mention traveling while carrying your son-the three of you had finally begun to settle down. As long as no Hungarian soliders were close by, they were safe.
"At least h
spain's troubleSpain's troubles

Romano dragged the semi-conscious Spaniard to his bedroom. Muttering tomato bastard under his breath with each step he took. Spain clutched the sides of his stomach in obvious pain.

"I never want to do that again." He said. Romano was at least able to get Spain's shoes off before he got into bed. The Italian left to find something to aid Spain. It's not like he wanted to help. He just wanted Spain to stop whining, complaining about how much his stomach hurt, and how much that contest was a bad idea. Or at least that's what he kept telling himself anyway. Romano got lucky when he found some antacids in the medicine cabinet i
Pirate!EnglandxReader Beg for Me Ch6You eyes fluttered open and you sat up on the bed. Even though you were finally able to sleep peacefully, you couldn’t shake the nightmare out of your head just yet. You sighed and got out of the bed. There was a window on Arthur’s side of the bed so you decided to open it, seeing if he would wake up. The room instantly got brighter from the sun as you did so but Arthur didn’t seem to budge one bit. You could hear footsteps outside your door, which must have meant the crew was already at work.
‘Who the heck does he think he is, sleeping away while his crew does all of the labour?’ you thought as you scowled at him.
You suddenly smiled as you thought of something that you could do to mess with him. You walked over to your side of the bed and carefully slid both of your hands face up under the mattress.
 “You have no idea who you’re dealing with here,” you whispered to him as a smirk formed across your face. “Alright (na
Pirate!EnglandxReader Beg for Me Ch5Your face turned into a scowl as you slept in Arthur’s oh so very comfortable bed. You started to have a dream of the memory that continuously haunts you and will until the day you die.
Your father’s death.  
~LE DREAM OH LA LA~ (WARNING! THERE IS VIOLENCE!)
You were rolling around in the fresh green grass in front of your house, listening to your father laugh as he watched you. The sun was shining down on your face as you rolled through the green field. You got up, grinning from ear to ear. Your father approached you and picked you up from under your arms and started to spin in a circle. “Wheeee!” you laughed with joy. You could see your father’s face beaming with happiness. He soon put you down and crouched to your height. “(name), your clothes are filthy dirty, you know Rosalina is going to give you a hard time when she sees you like this.” Your face slightly dropped when you heard Rosalina’s name. Rosalina took over the r
England X Reader: Teach Me How to Love CH 20
Even though you’d gotten a good grade on your math test, you still didn’t stop trying hard to do well in all of your classes. You knew that if you were to stop trying, your grades would’ve plummeted back down again, and that was one of the last things you wanted. After all the hard work you’ve been doing over the past few months, you didn’t want to fail again just because you got lazy all of a sudden. And there were still some classes you were having difficulty with, so you couldn’t have completely relaxed just yet.
Before you knew it, a month had passed and it was February 14th.

Valentine’s Day.

It
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I almost cried, though I expect to cry later, when it sets in.
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I Love You,
Three simple words,
Said by many,
Three simple words,
Abused by many,
Three simple words,
Meant by many...
So from me,
To you,
What do they mean?
Well,
From me,
To you,
They mean;
When you cry,
I cry,
When you laugh,
I laugh,
When you fight,
I fight,
When you love,
I love,
And when you're alone,
Have no where to go,
Feels like,
Nobody cares,
Feels like,
There is no hope,
I am there...
To hold you,
To comfort you,
To protect you,
To let you know,
I will always,
With all my heart,
Love You...
Now,
With the meaning known,
I leave you,
With these three,
Very simple words...
Three,
Very Powerful words...
Three,
Truly spoken words...
Those three words,
That simply mean
I Love You

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A poem i made years ago for me and my girlfriends 1 year anniversary. Me and her split since then but i still find this poem a great expression of what it meant for me to love
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~SkylarThePikachu Apr 25, 2013  New member
I love it! ^^
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~TheNameIsSushiBTW May 21, 2013
Thank you so much, it means a lot. ^w^ i know its cheesy to advertise new work on a comment but it has been about five years since i've made that poem and so i sort of made an update to it if you want to check it out. i will say it's not my favorite but yah haha. sorry for sounding a little pesty haha
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~yuki109 Jan 25, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
i like it XD
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~TheNameIsSushiBTW Jan 27, 2013
Thank you haha
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~hermafrodite Jan 11, 2013
yeah if i read this out loud it would be ment but it would ruin it for the bouth of us (me and her) ssssoooooo
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~Austriaide Dec 28, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Kawaii~
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~TheNameIsSushiBTW Dec 28, 2012
why thank you :3
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*your-friendly-nukes Oct 31, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
I'm jealous of your writing skills T^T

It's a very beautiful poem. <3
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~TheNameIsSushiBTW Oct 31, 2012
Thank you *hugs and kiss* :3
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*your-friendly-nukes Oct 31, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Welcome :) *kiss*
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