SebastianMichaelis97

Prussia x Reader - Leave Me Alone! Hallo, this is a one-shot and request ;u; whichiprobablyhaven'thadsincelastmonth. W-well anyways, I'll try to make this to her liking. Enjoy! ~**~**~**~ Warning: Has vulgar language "Hey _____!" a familiar voice shouted through the hallways. You didn't bother to look back because you already know who it was. Gilbert, the amazing albino and eye candy to sluts. You continued to walk faster and you could feel him getting closer to you. Before he could touch your shoulder, you turned around and sighed in annoyance. "What to you want?" you asked harshly. "Geez frau, why do you have to be so cold?" he asked

The Awesome Contest ~Reader’s POV~ It was a typical day, nothing suggesting to you that anything was out of the ordinary. You actually did have quite the load of homework waiting for you back at home, but you found that the park near your house made it easier for you to concentrate and relax some of the stress of. Taking your usual seat on the bench with a clear view of the water fountain and the other people in the park, you took a deep breath. The air did smell particularly fresh today. The calm and peacefulness was washing over you like a giant wave in the ocean. Except all that was sharply cut off as a loud voice interrupted your

PrussiaXReader .: As You Were By My Side :. Please enjoy! Gilbert sat down on a wooden chair in the classroom, staring at the plain white ceiling. He just sat there, without doing anything.  Even his two best friends, Francis and Antonio, could not help but sigh, not understanding his situation. What Gilbert craved for was not above their imaginations. He craved for only one thing and one thing only.  Your love and attention towards him. He still remembered the days when you sat beside him in every class, smiling to your heart’s content.  He really loved that about you, being optimistic and smiling all the time. He loved you, but he w

Depressed! America x Reader Castle of Glass You walked in to your boyfriend’s apartment quietly. It was a bit early; you didn’t want to wake him. But you brought him breakfast. His favorite coffee and donuts. As you set them down on the kitchen counter, you noticed something. A calendar sitting on the counter. Days up until September 11th were crossed out in black ink. The 11th was circled in red marker. “Fuck…” You quickly glance up at the clock of the wall. 8:46 AM. ***************** He was right where you thought he’d be. Alfred was a few blocks down the street. You watched him trace his fingers al