GermexarussianSpy

Because you people wouldn't leave me alone about it. XD Nah, jk, I love writing these stories. And reading them. :heart: Enjoy! --- A dream come to life. Just before Valentine's Day, you had met the most phenomenal man in the entire universe. He called himself the Doctor, and you had fallen for him the moment you heard his enthusiastic introduction. "'Ello! I'm the Doc-tah!" You had met under more than strange circumstances. There had been a series of disappearances in your neighborhood. No one had any evidence, there were no witnesses, and the police had no leads. Then, one morning, the Doctor landed on the roof of your house. Just as y

 There you were sitting in Germany's living room at two in the morning, drenched from the rain, and a complete mess. Your make-up was smeared and your hair was disheveled and matted-- and on top of everthing else -- you had just gotten mugged. Sure, you could've tried to put up a struggle, but to your dismay, your attacker came prepared with a switchblade knife. As I was saying, there you were sitting in Germany's living room a total mess, and having him interrogate you on the recent incident. "______, I don't see how you could've allowed this to happen to yourself--" "Well, it's not like I intended for this to happen, Germany! I mean,

:WARNING: This is a CrAcK fic. Which means there will be cursing. No like no read. This is a ReaderxGermany Okay so you are a fucking bad ass who does whatever the fuck she wants right? You just go through everything without even trying you’re such a fucking bad ass you don’t even go to school but you got a fucking doctorate in _skill_ at _college/university_. You are friends with the most awesome fucking people in the world. Their names are America (FUCK YEAH!), Denmark, and ZE GREAT AND MIGHTY FUCKING PRUSSIA OF AWESOMENESS!!!!! Anyway today you four are going to a carnival. That’s right a fucking carnival bitches. You w

"Arthur….. Arthur…" you murmured quietly. Your boyfriend looked up a little confused. It was a Saturday morning and he had woken up a few minutes before he heard his name being mumbled inaudibly. He turned to look at you but your back was to him. "Love…?" he gently put his hand on your shoulder but to no avail, you still faced the opposite direction. Little by little, words started pouring out of your mouth but mostly Arthur's name kept getting repeated between sweet little nothings.  He realized you were talking in your sleep as well as the fact that he must've been in your dream as well. Arthur chuckled, amused by this