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WARNING: This is yuri: girlxgirl. Don’t like, don’t read. I swear a bit, yada yada yada... ~ The advertisement scared you. Hell, it was downright terrifying. Looking for a roommate One large guest room, a bath attached, and access to living room and kitchen Preferably a college aged female, address listed below Every part of you screamed to keep walking, but that rent was so tempting. Almost to the point where every single part of it was too good to believe. Only someone completely desperate would fall for something like this. Of course, you were desperate. College had been a lot more expensive than you had originally thought,

Games 'n' Guys - Germany 'I really need to convince Ludwig to buy some video games.' you thought as you clutch the Wii fit , the Wii, and the actual game in your hands. It's a complete struggle to raise your arm and knock on the door, praying that he'd answer it soon. And like the saint he was, Germany opened the door after the first knock and once he realized it was  you he quickly helped you out. Taking the games in his arms like it was nothing. "Engel! Why are you carrying all this stuff by yourself?" he asked , the worry and confusion evident in his voice. You huff and puff,trying to catch your breath from carrying all of your stuff a

.:Germany:. “Ludwig, come on,” you groaned when Ludwig would continually ignore you, poking his cheek in annoyance. His grunt of playful annoyance was the only indication of him being awake, “Get up and off your sexy ass already and go check up on the baby... And don't even TRY combing your hair, it looks more attractive right now...” Ludwig chuckles softly at you in his pretend sleep, deciding to just encase you in his strong arms and buff chest to keep you from moving. You frowned at your husband and the sounds of your darling child calling for you and Ludwig, the sleepy parents, from the nursery room. Ludwig merel

The world meeting was, as always, incredibly loud and somewhat annoying. Germany had given up hope in getting some sense to the people. Your (e/c) eyes wandered around the room and you couldn't help but feel slightly amused. In what other meeting would there be a man making pasta, one is sleeping, two are fighting for God-knows-what reasons and everyone else were shouting to get their voice heard. Though soon you noticed that you weren't the only one amused by this comical scene. Russia, also known as Ivan Braginski, had a small child-like smile on his face. He was completely relaxed, leaning back in his chair, watching as the chaos befor

 A/N: This story is slightly mature... You'll find out soon. The sun blazed down on the field. "My gott, it's so hot" He mumbled, jogging around the track. Today was the beginning of the hardcore 50laps, where EVERYONE was to participate. However, you, Feliciano and Kiku managed to do 5 laps before running off to hide from the scorching sun. "Idioten... Vhere could they be?!" He mumble again, jogging towards the '50 lap torture' line. Finally, he crossed it. "Ahh", he groaned, breathing in the precious air. Beads of sweat rolled off his flushed cheeks. His black wife-beater stuck to his skin, causing discomfort. Not liking the feeling of th

(Sequel to my previous story 'JapanxReader: The boy next door'.) Warning: intended to be sad There lived a girl next door. Her name was _____ ______. She was a very beautiful girl. Quiet and calm, always had a smile on. She was very sick though. She had been for many years. She couldn't go anywhere outside her own house, and could barely even go outside her own room. She just stayed in her bed everyday, reading books and gazing outside longingly. She watched me the most though. I knew she did, because I always saw her hide away when I look at her. Even though she hid, I could see her when she was occupied with a good book. The curta