A Higher Level. [GermanyxReader] A Higher Level.A Higher Level. [GermanyxReader] by InvaderSamm
[Germany x Reader]
Ludwig Beilschmidt was standing with his hands on his hips, a silver whistle was placed on his lips as he watched those training under him with judgmental blue eyes. At the sound of the whistle, the four training would drop for fifty push-ups, then continue running. A simple tactic, really, but with those slacking it became harder for him to properly train the four.
Italy was surprisingly doing well. He was on his twenty-ninth lap and had completed one hundred and fifty push-ups without a single complaint. However, he was still drastically behind the others. Japan was well into his fourty-third lap and Gilbert was on his fifty-eighth. Due to the whistle, they've all done the same amount of push-ups.
And then there was [y/n]. She was a strict girl who never took training lightly, never complained about doing too much, and often pushed herself to the limits
How to Say Thank You (Germany x Reader)How to Say Thank YouHow to Say Thank You (Germany x Reader) by RetroFridge
(Germany x Reader)
"Ugh!" Someone wasn't watching as they accidentally knocked you over. Papers flew everywhere along with your report which landed out of view.
"Are you alright?" A thick German accent spoke behind you. You flung your head towards a tall muscular figure whom wore a concerned expression.
"Oh um-" Before you could even utter any intelligible words, the German began helping you gather your things.
"Thanks," you muttered before you remembered where you were heading. "Oh! I'm sorry but I really have to run!"
And with that you rushed to turn in your report ignoring a voice that called out for you. Little did you know he held your report in his hand and was trying to give it back.
"I'm here! I'm here!" You called out to your professor as you wheezed. She blinked at you in surprise but eventually grew a warm smile.
"Oh. Good morning." She greeted with slightly furrowed eyebrows at your exhaustion. You searched your stack of papers looking for that pesky hi
Germany x Reader (Oneshot): Dandelion Picking“Hey, Ludwig. What're you doing?” you asked as you peeked at him over his fence. You were about to head into town and had noticed the German in his front yard. He was wearing a black muscle shirt and knee-length shorts; his clothes did nothing to hide the muscular body underneath.Germany x Reader (Oneshot): Dandelion Picking by basketcase789
“Oh, hallo, _____. I'm picking dandelions to make coffee vith.” (a/n: see Hetalia Beautiful World episode 1). He placed a few of the weeds in a wooden basket, then stood up and wiped his forehead before brushing his hands through his sleek blond hair.
“That's neat. Here, I'll help you pick.” You had a crush on your blond-haired, blue-eyed neighbour and jumped at every opportunity to spend time with him.
As you were picking the weeds, you fondly thought back to a childhood memory. “Dandelions used to be all over our yard. I would pick them for my mom and dad when I was little, thinking