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Ludwig was sure he’d studied the book to the point where he could recite it word for word, so why, just why did he feel so nervous? Skimming through the thin pages once more, the German sighed before setting it down, blue eyes glancing at the title in neat font before sighing once again. A Guide to Relationships: Boyfriend Edition There was no way he could let anyone know that he’d been reading from this book – and not to mention, taking several notes on it – all because of a girl. But let’s face it, the girl was you and Ludwig refused to give you anything less than perfection. Thus, he bought the book for a

    You woke up to an empty bed. You sat up, shutting the alarm off before looking around for your emerald-eyed husband. The shower was not on and there was no smell of something burning. Thank goodness.    "Arthur?" You called out, taking a step out of bed. Then you noted the note propped against the alarm clock. In that neat cursive writing of his, he had left you a note. He probably didn't want to wake you up. You picked it up and glanced over it quickly. Sorry love, got called into work early. Don't worry too much, see you tonight.                Love,                    Arthur    You sighed. You should have expected that as it had

    A loud beeping sound filled your ears and you groaned in protest. You cracked open one eye and tried to turn around to glare at the alarm clock on your side, however, a tight grip around your waist tightened even more as Ivan made a noise of discontentment.    "Turn off the alarm clock подсолнечник, before I break it." Your Russian husband said, nuzzling his large nose on your head.    "I can't. You're holding me too tightly." You muttered in return. Ivan sighed and one arm disappeared as he reached for something under his pillow. He pulled out his pipe and reache

    Light streamed through the open blinds as you blinked your eyes open. The spot beside you was cold, meaning Ludwig was already gone for quite some time. Taking a step out of bed, you sighed as you put your feet down on the ground. A loud bark grabbed your attention and you glanced at the floor near your feet.    "Good morning Berlitz." You chuckled, leaning down and placing a kiss on the dog's head. "Where's Ludwig? Or Gilbert?" The dog barked again. "Did Ludwig take Blackie and Aster out for a run? Or is he working out with Feliciano and Kiku again? And I'm guessing you have no clue about where Gilbert is." You asked. The dog gave anot

   "Yao." You yawned as you found yourself slumped against the door frame. "It's really late. Are you going to be coming to bed soon?" The personification of China looked up at you.    "(F/n), you should be asleep." He said, rubbing his eyes. You chuckled, finding yourself grinning at him despite the late hour.    "So should you." You replied as he walked up to you. "Are you done your work?"    "是的," Yao muttered, wrapping his arms around you. "Carry me to bed."    "Isn't that what I'm supposed to say to you?" You teased but Yao shuck his head.    "No." He muttered, closing his eyes. "I'm one of the oldest countries al

"♫ This is Halloween, this is Halloween-♫" "Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween~!!" You sang along to the opening of "The Nightmare Before Christmas", before glancing over to see Virgil giving you a weird look. "Aww c'mon, Virge. You know you wanna sing along, too~" Nudging his arm with your elbow, you giggled a little as he squirmed away from you. "N-No thanks, [y/n]," he coughed nervously. "Singing is..uh..Roman's thing. Not mine." You frowned slightly at his response, but you shrugged and went back to watching the movie. After a few minutes, though, you suddenly remembered something and your eyes lit up. "Oh!!" Vir

I had no idea what Otaku means, I've already had two people tell me that I was wrong and told me what it means.  Be quiet about it, because I'm not freaking changing it! [C/n] - country name [F/f] - fave flower [F/c] - fave color      "Vee, come on-a Germany!  You-a can-a do it!' Italy cheered on his friend.  Germany just growled and looked away.  They were taking a lunch break from the World Meeting, but Germany's mind wasn't on the delicious wurst he had packed.  His mind was on the newly discovered [C/n].  He was very high tech, and so far he hadn't made any contracts with anyone.  And [C/n] w

2p!China - Zao Wang     It was not the silent humming that had woken ___ up, nor the hand moving up and down her back as she slept on. No, it the faint smell of something sweet, and the thicker smell of something strong and toxic. Fortunately, she could deduce one thing, it was definitely someone who smoked. ___ coughed slightly, covering her face with one of Alfred's pillows. She hated the scent of smoke (and smoking in general, it disgusted her). Finally, she gave a small smack against the hand that touched her back. He withdrew it, puffing out a large amount of smoke. Yes, she knew exactly who it was. It was definitely not Tim. He was fa