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Germany x Reader
(Request)
Loosen Up
PG
-()-()-()-
Another meeting resulted the exact same way the past three meetings have, Britain and France fought, America came up with ridiculous ideas, China called the Western nations immature, and of course, Germany snapped at everyone angrily.
You knew this needed to stop. Germany that is. People only snap when they are too tightly wound. Beacuse honestly, you weren't best friends with Germany or anything, but you haven't seen him smile once. That does it! Your newest mission was to get the tough-as-nails Germany to crack a smile!
"Hey! Germany!" You ran up to him and he turned to look at you.
"(Name)? What is it?" You smirked and brought your index and thumb to frame your chin.
"I've noticed that you rarely seem to indulge on the sweet fruits of joy." Germany's blue eyes squinted at you, which meant he was thinking "WTF?"
"…..What?"
"Maaaan, Germany, LIIIIIIISTEN," you shrugged your shoulders as you drawled out your words. "You need to relax. You're so stiff."
Apparently Germany had enough of your nonsense, and turned to walk away. But you would have none of that, you quickly bolted in front of him, looking very nonchalant and cool if you had to say so yourself.
"So, as I was saying, I'm going to take you out on a day on the town!" You stuck your arm up in the air and could practically feel the sparkles around you.
". . .Listen, (Name) thanks but I have to-"
You cupped your mouth with one hand, "Psst, Germany, this is your cue to say: 'Oh! Cool, let's tots go have an extra sparkly extraordinary day, (Name)." After your whispered (if you could call it whispering) message was sent you resumed your heroic pose.
"I'm not saying that."
"Close enough! Let's go!" With Germany's protests falling on deaf ears, you grabbed his arm and led him outside.
-()-()-()-
"First order of business! Puppies!" You loudly proclaimed on the street.
"Puppies?" Germany echoed.
"Of course! What better way to create a smile on someone's face than adorable, fluffy, balls of cuteness?" In order to ensure that Germany wouldn't sneak off when you weren't looking, you still had his arm in your iron grip as you led the way. You heard the tall man sigh behind you.
"Do you even know where you're going?"
"Of course I do!" Puffing out your cheeks you acted offended. "Anyway, how you doing big guy? Holding up okay?" You could tell Germany was caught off guard by your sudden concerned tone, either that or it just made him uncomfortable.
"What?"
"I understand you're stressed, I mean that's only natural right? But you need to have fun once in a while, it's healthy!" In all honesty you really didn't want to make this a traveling therapy session, but your natural obsession withbutting into other people's business trying your best to benefit others made you try to ease the tension Germany obviously had.
You didn't really pay attention to what was happening around you, but you soon realized you were not even going the right way to the pet store. When did you take a wrong turn? When your fast pace slowed to a stop Germany spoke up.
"You don't know where we are, do you?"
"…Maybe, but that doesn't even matter, look! Balloons!" Again you tugged Germany's arm and skipped over to the balloon stand. "Everyone knows that balloons are just as mystifying as puppies!" And again, you could hear Germany sigh from behind you.
"I don't really care about the puppies or balloons, but how are we going to get back?" You didn't answer him, you were too enthralled with the helium-filled rubber spheres. "(Name)" Germany's tone was becoming more stern and irritated.
"Relax, it will all work out!" You smiled at him, but it was more forced now that you knew your plan wasn't working. Trying what you could to make the man smile, you handed him the blue balloon you bought. "Here!"
"(Name), that is enough foolishness. I need to go back now, Italy is probably freaking out right now." As Germany muttered the last part of his statement you hung your head low.
"I just wanted you to stop being so upset." Without waiting for a reply you walked past him.
"Hey, wait! (Name)! You don't know where you're going!" He jogged up to you.
"Yes I do. I always knew where we were, we just weren't heading the right way. I wanted to show you that even if we didn't get to where we originally planned to go we could still have fun." Germany didn't know what to say, he felt horrible. He made you so depressed after you were trying to be nice. He put his hand firmly on your shoulder, stopping your movements.
"(Name), I'm sorry. It was...fun…ja." Finally, you looked up at him and noticed the slight pink dusting his cheeks.
"Really?" Germany reached over and took the balloon from you. Then he gave you a heartfelt and genuine smile that washed away all the negative feelings of failure you had.
"Really."
"Yay! Alright! Well then you can definitely expect more dates from me then!" You jolted back into your normal cheerfulness and ran ahead. But not before pecking the man on the cheek, making Germany blush ten fold.
"D…date?!"
-()-()-()-
(Request)
Loosen Up
PG
-()-()-()-
Another meeting resulted the exact same way the past three meetings have, Britain and France fought, America came up with ridiculous ideas, China called the Western nations immature, and of course, Germany snapped at everyone angrily.
You knew this needed to stop. Germany that is. People only snap when they are too tightly wound. Beacuse honestly, you weren't best friends with Germany or anything, but you haven't seen him smile once. That does it! Your newest mission was to get the tough-as-nails Germany to crack a smile!
"Hey! Germany!" You ran up to him and he turned to look at you.
"(Name)? What is it?" You smirked and brought your index and thumb to frame your chin.
"I've noticed that you rarely seem to indulge on the sweet fruits of joy." Germany's blue eyes squinted at you, which meant he was thinking "WTF?"
"…..What?"
"Maaaan, Germany, LIIIIIIISTEN," you shrugged your shoulders as you drawled out your words. "You need to relax. You're so stiff."
Apparently Germany had enough of your nonsense, and turned to walk away. But you would have none of that, you quickly bolted in front of him, looking very nonchalant and cool if you had to say so yourself.
"So, as I was saying, I'm going to take you out on a day on the town!" You stuck your arm up in the air and could practically feel the sparkles around you.
". . .Listen, (Name) thanks but I have to-"
You cupped your mouth with one hand, "Psst, Germany, this is your cue to say: 'Oh! Cool, let's tots go have an extra sparkly extraordinary day, (Name)." After your whispered (if you could call it whispering) message was sent you resumed your heroic pose.
"I'm not saying that."
"Close enough! Let's go!" With Germany's protests falling on deaf ears, you grabbed his arm and led him outside.
-()-()-()-
"First order of business! Puppies!" You loudly proclaimed on the street.
"Puppies?" Germany echoed.
"Of course! What better way to create a smile on someone's face than adorable, fluffy, balls of cuteness?" In order to ensure that Germany wouldn't sneak off when you weren't looking, you still had his arm in your iron grip as you led the way. You heard the tall man sigh behind you.
"Do you even know where you're going?"
"Of course I do!" Puffing out your cheeks you acted offended. "Anyway, how you doing big guy? Holding up okay?" You could tell Germany was caught off guard by your sudden concerned tone, either that or it just made him uncomfortable.
"What?"
"I understand you're stressed, I mean that's only natural right? But you need to have fun once in a while, it's healthy!" In all honesty you really didn't want to make this a traveling therapy session, but your natural obsession with
You didn't really pay attention to what was happening around you, but you soon realized you were not even going the right way to the pet store. When did you take a wrong turn? When your fast pace slowed to a stop Germany spoke up.
"You don't know where we are, do you?"
"…Maybe, but that doesn't even matter, look! Balloons!" Again you tugged Germany's arm and skipped over to the balloon stand. "Everyone knows that balloons are just as mystifying as puppies!" And again, you could hear Germany sigh from behind you.
"I don't really care about the puppies or balloons, but how are we going to get back?" You didn't answer him, you were too enthralled with the helium-filled rubber spheres. "(Name)" Germany's tone was becoming more stern and irritated.
"Relax, it will all work out!" You smiled at him, but it was more forced now that you knew your plan wasn't working. Trying what you could to make the man smile, you handed him the blue balloon you bought. "Here!"
"(Name), that is enough foolishness. I need to go back now, Italy is probably freaking out right now." As Germany muttered the last part of his statement you hung your head low.
"I just wanted you to stop being so upset." Without waiting for a reply you walked past him.
"Hey, wait! (Name)! You don't know where you're going!" He jogged up to you.
"Yes I do. I always knew where we were, we just weren't heading the right way. I wanted to show you that even if we didn't get to where we originally planned to go we could still have fun." Germany didn't know what to say, he felt horrible. He made you so depressed after you were trying to be nice. He put his hand firmly on your shoulder, stopping your movements.
"(Name), I'm sorry. It was...fun…ja." Finally, you looked up at him and noticed the slight pink dusting his cheeks.
"Really?" Germany reached over and took the balloon from you. Then he gave you a heartfelt and genuine smile that washed away all the negative feelings of failure you had.
"Really."
"Yay! Alright! Well then you can definitely expect more dates from me then!" You jolted back into your normal cheerfulness and ran ahead. But not before pecking the man on the cheek, making Germany blush ten fold.
"D…date?!"
-()-()-()-
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had requested Germany! So here it is~ Hope you like it I know it's a little slow on the romance side but I am really trying to explore the different aspects I can with reader-tan. and she said I could do whatever I wanted so I did
If anyone can catch the Harry Potter Musical referance you get a virtual hug
***
Pyro: So pretty cute and fluffy huh?
Ger: Ja
Pyro: Sorry Germany, I know you wanted it more hot and steamy
Ger: I-I NEVER SAID-!
Pyro: You don't have to say it, we all know your a closet perv
Ger: 0/////0 I a-am not
Pyro: Suuuure
***
Hetalia, Germany © Hidekaz Himaruya
If anyone can catch the Harry Potter Musical referance you get a virtual hug
***
Pyro: So pretty cute and fluffy huh?
Ger: Ja
Pyro: Sorry Germany, I know you wanted it more hot and steamy
Ger: I-I NEVER SAID-!
Pyro: You don't have to say it, we all know your a closet perv
Ger: 0/////0 I a-am not
Pyro: Suuuure
***
Hetalia, Germany © Hidekaz Himaruya
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