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Germany x Reader - Dancers :iconaranel753:aranel753 351 192
GermanyXReader - Pervert
A/N: Over used title is over used. Felt like writing this after a conversation with a friend. Enjoy~!
My body ached, every limb hurt and screamed with ever slow step I took as I got closer to my goal. My feet throbbed in the high heels I wore, and my skin would give off chilled goose bumps with every burst of cold summer wind. The breeze caused a shutter and a muffled squeal to erupt from my chapped lips as it drifted up the skirt of my dress.
I bit my lower lip and went on with my slow limp like trot to my destination. I was not going to walk home. Not at this hour and when I lived so far away. Instead I was going to turn to a close friend of mine. Even in the state I was in, which was sweaty, dirty and slightly intoxicated, I knew I could trust him with my life.
Ludwig Beilschmidt was an average person in my book. Although the occasional burst of hardcore sex dreams came along with him in it. I thought nothing of my little dirty feelings for him. I never thought an
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Germany x Reader - Impatience
“Consumed with what's to transpire” – Sex on fire, Kings of Leon
“Look, look, look!” She called tying to point at something, while tripping on a crack in the sidewalk. A silly smile took over her features as she closed her eyes, ready for a fall. “I can fly! …Ops.”
Ludwig passed his arms around her waist, bringing her closer and impeding that her face kissed the ground.
[f/n] giggled, pressing herself against his chest. He contained the impulse to let his hands wonder on her body, feeling more of her warmth.
“You’re no fun, Luddy.” She puffed her cheeks, in a fake pout.
Fun? The German asked in his mind.
Germany could show her his meaning of ‘fun’. Anytime.
And, for a short instance, he wondered how it’d feel to make that pout disappear. How it’d be if her mouth, swelled and contorted with pleasure, would be so very open to let out the screams and moans he
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Shattering Melodies, AustriaxReader :icondriftingnotes:Driftingnotes 56 16
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Frustration, EnglandxReader :icondriftingnotes:Driftingnotes 130 45
Something, EnglandxReader
    He didn’t speak all too much when he was at home. When out and about town with you, the both of you would speak endlessly, moving from one topic to the next with an ease that rivaled the gentle gusts of wind that hit against the colored trees outside. Now, though, he was silent. Both of you were. It seemed that the house allowed for any of the noise you both needed, the subtle creaks of the old foundations being the only form of conversation the two of you needed. You sighed, feeling yourself sink into the couch cushions as you looked out the window, observing the signs of autumn through a single pane of glass.
    It was like a moving picture, the way the images stayed in the fixed position on your wall, the frame being the only thing that never moved. Bright oranges, reds, yellows, and the few leaves that were left green blew in the fall winds, being whipped around in an endless dance. The rustling of a book page made you pause, then glance at the man re
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NorwayXReader |The myth of...|
Hades and Persephone.
Lukas rises from his land, and the darkness pools at his feet before it drips back down into the underworld. The first thing that even forms in his mind is how out of place he feels; the way his pale skin looks against the deep blue sky and the green grass, which is vivid compared to the shades of black and grey of his realm. It's blinding, and Lukas squints as he looks around, not really knowing why he chose to come to Earth, just that he felt like there was something he needed to do. His eyes search the grassland inspecting the way the wind runs through the grass and sways the patches of wild flowers. He decides walks forward, mindlessly following the flowers, and he tries not to step on any of them, because they're so beautiful it would be a shame to... oh.
He sees you first. And it's not what he was expecting.
His eyes flicker upwards, and his breath failed him for a moment. The wild flowers leads to a woman, who slowly awakes from a nap in the middle of this
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100 Themes Challenge: #7- Insanity
Theme #7- Insanity
Character: Arthur Kirkland
The last time he had felt this way had been centuries ago, a night where the waves were tossing them to and fro, where the wood around him creaked in protest to the chaos beyond the seeping boards. His men had secured the ship, leaving their captain to his duties, a dark intent shining in his eyes.
Last time, there was nothing to restrain the beast inside.
Last time, he continued until he was fully satisfied, the hurricane outside nothing compared to the terrible storm that barraged the warm and trembling figure beneath his own.
Last time, he was able to unleash his desire with no regrets, with no hesitation, and all of the fury he had tried to keep inside.
But now…
Now he had no choice but to restrain himself.
But by God was it difficult.
He was going insane, he was certain of it.
In his eyes, she belonged solely to him, but his conscience, what remained of it, told him the terrible truth.
She was not his.
He wanted to claim
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Hetalia Pick-Up Lines! (NSFW) :iconjessi201:jessi201 194 89
Experiments in Technique: Arthur
Every time his lips met yours, there was always something different.
The first time tasted of brown sugar and salt, a combination of the roasted chestnuts and popcorn shared earlier. It was bittersweet, gentle. His lips had found yours with only the slightest whisper of consent, not waiting for a response in the brisk London air. It was simply a light touch, barely enough to register the presence, he pulling away quickly and laughing lightly in his guilt, apologising. His tone however, as did the sparkle in those damned green eyes, indicated he wasn't the least bit regretful. Especially not when you pulled him in for a second.
The next notable kiss was also entirely unexpected, deep and rough. He had stormed into the library from seemingly nowhere, pinning you back and growling something before his lips crashed against yours in an agonized frenzy. Somewhere in the back of your mind you noted the taste of apples and cigarettes, the air around the two of you filled with the fumes of old
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AmaranthBreakdown Featured By Owner Oct 5, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
sorry this is uber-late....Thanks for the fave~:heart::icondenmarksparklesplz:
VampireGodesNyx Featured By Owner Jan 3, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you so very much for the favorite!
Zelvya Featured By Owner Jan 3, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
You're welcome ^ ^
And thank you for the llama badge :heart:
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no prob
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Thank you for the :+fav:~
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:iconslendyapprovesplz: Thanks so much for the watch sweetheart!
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