Hide and Kiss - Prussia x Reader by amayashi418, literature
Literature
Hide and Kiss - Prussia x Reader
You glanced at yourself in the mirror. You were wearing the olive green American military uniform Ludwig's boss had stolen from Alfred's base camp. It was a little big on you but nothing a few alterations can't fix! After making a couple adjustments here and there, you buttoned up your top, picked up your matching helmet, and exited the tent.
Around the same time, Ludwig and Gilbert walked out of their tents wearing the same uniform as you. Unlike you and Ludwig, Gilbert had a bomber jacket thrown over his disguise. "Check it out Frau!" Gilbert propped a leg onto a nearby crate and gave you one of his showstopper diplomatic poses. "Do I look
Prussia x Reader: Better Than Me by foreverbeforenight, literature
Literature
Prussia x Reader: Better Than Me
You glanced up at the Aerie sign above your heads as Gilbert and you passed by the store.
The mall was crowded, though it usually wasn’t, and it was Wednesday afternoon too. You clung to a half-finished cup of bubble tea while Gilbert laughed obnoxiously about what he had done to his brother this morning. You honestly felt bad for Ludwig, always having to deal with Gilbert’s wild antics, even if you loved Gilbert and thought he was the coolest person to hang out with.
Perhaps that was why he hung out with you so much. It was obvious to everyone that you adored him, and since the “Prussian” was so full of himself, he
2p! Prussia x Reader |:. Sparkle .:| by KaeKub, literature
Literature
2p! Prussia x Reader |:. Sparkle .:|
Her eyes never ceased to amaze him. No matter how many times he looked into them, he would always see the same [e/c] coloured orbs staring back at him, almost as if she had been expecting him to look at her. Gilen knew it must have just been coincident that they met each others gaze when they did. But it always made him flustered, and he would always have to look away.
The silver haired albino was reading, his elbows resting on the table in front of him, and his book opened before him, fingers gripping the hard cover of his story. She was there too, sitting across from him, typing away on her laptop like she always did. (Y/n) was always wri