#yandere hws prussia

[504py]

Yandere Prussia Relationship Headcanons

Gender neutral, no use of Y/N, NSFW, murder, kidnapping mention, stalking, long post ahead!

we're SO BACK JOE. i apologize in advance if i write him strangely 😭😭🙏 but here it is! come get y'all juice!! slowly coming back to hetalia, so my inbox is once again open!!! hope y'all like it!

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How the relationship started...

Gilbert is a very competitive man, and he can't help but be attracted by challenges, even if those challenges are ones that he himself proposes and the other party is completely unaware. This is what has unfortunately happened between you two, and it all started when you rejected his advances towards you.

I apologize for saying this, but I feel that Gilbert is a bit of a "nice guy". He saw you initially as just some pretty person he could fool around and flirt with, but you, obviously, saw right through his act, and said something that stuck with him.

"Are you normally this pathetic?"

He's taken aback, and his red irises shake a little.

Of course, he's used to insults being flung his way, what with how he acts, but a shot to how cool he perceives himself to be would stick.

His white brows crease his previously smirking face, before snapping back.

"Well fuck you too!"

Gilbert wouldn't have any contact with you following this interaction for a long while, and while he tries to forget you and erase you from his memory, you and your words have been laser-burnt into the creases of his brain. You and your damned smile when you look at anyone other than him, the softer tone your voice takes when you talk to other people, versus how your voice seems to have been drained of all enthusiasm and feels like it's a knife dripping with venom when Gilbert talks to you. Why didn't he deserve that nice treatment, too? Was he not even deserving of a small smile from you? He wants you to like him, too. He wants to be the person you like the most; to be the best.

Which resulted in him showing up at your door one evening with flowers and your favorite takeout.

Why does he know your address and why does he know your favorite food and flowers, you ask? Don't worry about it (He was obsessively stalking your social media during the month he was gone).

Gilbert apologizes to you, he sounds sincere, and like the oh-so kind person you are, or maybe you just wanted the food and flowers, you let him into your home.

Expectations...

Gilbert is a very insecure man. His only expectation is for you to look at only him and to love him only. Perhaps he wants you to love him the same way he loves you, obsessively, but he does like the challenge.

He feels like, maybe, if he can fully prove himself to you one day and have your validation, only then can he truly see himself as worthy, as the best for you.

He would have a lot of tunnel vision when it comes to you. To Gilbert, the rest of the world doesn't matter, because you are his whole world. He does tend to look pretty stupid because of it sometimes, but he couldn't care less.

You want him to cook and clean around the house? He'll do it.

You want him to change up his style even if he doesn't really like it? Of course he will!

You want him to carry all the bags while you're out shopping? In a heartbeat. Plus, he gets to show off his strength too. He'd carry you too if you allowed it.

Even if he tries his best not to come off as cocky, he really does like showing off. Being with you has sort of domesticated him, so he'd be a lot more shy about making a show of himself.

I think he'd act like this irregardless on if you accepted him as your boyfriend or not, if anything, I think he'd be even more of a doormat if you refuse to accept him.

He'd get crazier and crazier with his attempts to prove himself to you, such as buying extravagant gifts, doing anything and everything under the sun and moon for you, hell, he'd even legally change his name if you didn't like it.

If you still don't accept him despite everything he's done, I think he'd snap and just take you. He'll keep you with him so you won't run away and he can have as many attempts as it takes to prove himself to you.

But I imagine you'd cave from the guilt and persistence, and eventually accept him. At which, he'd literally scream from relief and happiness and swing you around, before realizing how rough he's being with you and hurriedly putting you back down and apologizing.

Yet he still has that wide toothy grin the whole time, and he keeps petting your hair and holding your face in his hands adoringly. It feels that, from that moment on, there would never be a moment where he'd be unhappy ever again, and he'd never allow you to be unhappy either as long as he's around.

It is genuinely very hard to make this Gilbert upset, because there are very few things that do...

Punishments...

Gilbert really hates it when you express any sort of affection towards anyone or anything other than him.

Yes, anything. He gets jealous if you show too much affection over his dogs or fawn over them too much. I'm seriously saying this, I think he'd later show up with a collar around his neck, crawling on the ground and rubbing his head against your thigh like a mutt. This could either come off as comedic or attractive depending on you, but either is a win in Gilbert's book, since at least he's got your attention now.

If you have any personal toys of your own, he'd get kinda emotional and ask you to throw them away, then ask what they do that he can't. In some time (and by that I mean later that night, maybe even right away), he'd prove that he can provide you with so much more pleasure and relief than those toys ever could.

Probably even to a fault, he'd keep overstimulating you and forcing orgasms till he was satisfied, till he believed that it was drilled into your brain that only he could do these sorts of things to you. And, also, that if you make him jealous like this again, it'll be another one of these long, torturous, sweaty nights...

I guess these aren't really punishments to a lot of people, because in my book only one thing could make him so genuinely upset that he'd be anything other than doting towards you, and that would be flirting with someone else. He'd try to deny it, but then he'd be inconsolable and crying for weeks, having nights where he'd be begging you to say that it never happened, or that the other person meant nothing to you.

"They r-really mean nothing to you? You mean it, babe?"

Then an idea pops into Gilbert's head, one that makes his heart rate pick up and his pupils dilate.

He kisses you, says that he loves you, says goodnight, then he'd be eerily... calm for the next few days. Usually he'd be more skittish and closed-off following whatever you did, but now he's acting like nothing ever happened.

Until one day, he shows up with that other person, bound and gagged, and a gun.

"G-Gil, what is thi-"

"They mean nothing to you, right?"

"Y-Yes, but-"

Then the gun fires, and it happens so quickly that you can barely process it.

This is only a hypothetical scenario, if you were ever to do something like that. It'd be really easy for Gilbert to slip into a psychosis and believe he was doing the right thing by murdering someone.

If anything, he sees it as another means of proving himself.

"There's no one else who would kill for you like I could."

All in all, he isn't easy to anger, but unfortunately I can't say the same thing about him and murder...

Rewards...

Luckily, as long as you're fully loyal to him, all you'd have is a boyfriend who is doting to a total fault.

As long as you've got a good tolerance for cringe, being with Gilbert should be relatively stress-free.

Gilbert's love languages are words of affirmation and physical touch. You could imagine what the two combined would be... Yeah, he's got a huge praise kink.

But as for ways he shows his love towards you, it's definitely acts of service and gift giving. He lilkes gloating a lot, and that's especially true when it comes to the two of you.

He enjoys showing you off. He likes buying gaudy things for you and himself�� a huge fan of matching outfits– and taking you out on flashy dates. If you're comfortable with being posted on his social media, best believe he'd be spamming his with you ALL the time. Even if you're not being physically being shown, he'd write about you in his tweets, captions, and stories constantly.

"CHECK OUT THIS EPIC BAG I GOT FOR MY BELOVED!!!!!!!!"

And around twenty-eight people respond like "Didn't you just get them one the other day??"

If you're one to hop between interests and hobbies a lot, or just have any hyperfixations in general, best believe Gilbert will be fueling them LOL.

Gilbert can be really overbearing with his affections, but to him it's just because you deserve it so much. Only the best for the best, right?

He can't help it either, the most rewarding thing he's ever felt is that feeling he gets after he gives you a gift or does something for you. You get this adorable look on your face, smiling at him like he was the stars in the sky and singing out the sweetest compliments and thanks. It's all so worth it.

Normally I'd delve into what Gilbert would love to receive from his partner in return, but in all seriousness, I really do think all he wants is praise and your sole affection.

Like Alfred in my last headcanon post, Gilbert is really noisy, but I think he'd willingly make an effort to change that for you. Not because you asked for it or anything, but just cause, this way, he can appreciate all the tiny little things about you even more.

He realized this, when, one day, he noticed you frown a little before you smile. He wonders why he's never noticed this, and he realizes it's because he closes his eyes right when he starts to laugh. He starts to wonder what other little details about you he's missing out on, so he watches you more carefully in that effort.

Inadvertently, this has made him more calm and quiet since he's so concentrated on you. He likes it, though.

I think, what punctuates Gilbert's character here, is his willingness to change and bend for love's sake.

He does say he loves you very often, to the point of it being annoying sometimes, but he sincerely does mean it. He doesn't say it as just fluff.

However, you'll feel it most with the way he looks at you.

"You have a mole on your back. Did you know that, babe?"

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[yanxidarlings]

May I ask for some headcanons for your thoughts on what would happen if Germany, England, and Prussia were all romantic yanderes for the same human darling? I imagine Germany and Prussia would probably team up or something. Thank you! (Also, love your work!)

SHARING A DARLING: ENGLAND, GERMANY AND PRUSSIA.

you're absolutely right, germany and prussia would share their darling if they shared the same obsession, no matter what the scenario was.

when it pertains to countries capable of sharing their beloved darling with others, i think the more powerful nations are least likely to come to an agreement - can you imagine arthur sharing during the british empire? mongolia during the yuan dynasty? grandpa rome during hadrians reign? hell nah.

whilst in hp, the yandere's might share their darling out of care for the darling, these are nations we're talking about here. they most likely have a darling who is also a nation, no one is in their right mind here.

current day england wouldn't be too keen on sharing either, but he hasn't exactly had his fall from grace like mongolia, or rome. he's still alive and kicking it and a global power, albeit not as much as he once was.

would he share with the likes of latvia, argentina, iceland, mongolia or hong kong? no, why would he. unless his darling is a superpower that wants to pursue a relationship with a weaker country, what are they going to do (sabotage, arthur).

but germany is a different story, brexit doesn't change the fact that germany is a major world power these days. gilbert would get laughed at if ludwig didn't agree to share with him. but honestly, gilbert is a bit of a second class citizen in this sitatution, assuming it's post ww2. yeah he can sleep in the same bed as his darling but does he get to make any decisions about the relationship? not unless he irritates ludwig into negotiating with england.

so bottom line, they could come to a 'peaceful' agreement, after years of back and forth, attempting to sway the other away from the darling. but once the deal is set and done? it's much easier if the darling is a human or minor country, easier to keep them at either arthur or ludwig's house at all times.

romantically, they are both awkward as fuck - okay arthur has a bit more slick and experience, but overall, darling couldn't have ended up with a worse pair (they could've: rusger), prussia isn't much better. sure, he might act like a bigshot, but mans been a dedicated catholic his whole life who's closest romantic experience was when he tagged along to one of austria and hungary's date nights, circa 1900. he only knows how to handle one kind of sword, there's a reason germany turned out so strict.

honestly, there's probably little indication to the darling that the relationship is in fact romantic, when at arthurs they have to make him tea, at germany's they help sort out his paperwork, aside from morning kisses and sharing a bed, there's nothing particularly romantic about this relationship. gilbert spends most of his time with his darling playing video games, so when they are in their romantic, affectionate moods, the darling is in for quite the shock.

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[ask18thcenturyrussia]

I love my Toxic Couple RusPrus so much

Redrawn from THIS It was just so perfect for this

#is this yandere? #male yandere #toxic love #the opposite of couple goals #they're horrible together and both equally bad for the other's health #hetalia #aph russia #hws russia #hws prussia #aph prussia #rusprus #ruspru #yaoi #comic redraw #his nose is a little small but it's all my hands could do today

[crimson-kisses]

Hi, um, so I LOVE your writings on Prussia and Germany. Glad to know there are people out here still blessing us with yandere hetalia content. I find it interesting how you mention in Germany's oneshot that Prussia told him he should be harsher with you from day one... So, the morbid curiosity wants to know, pretty please, what that would look like in detail?

Thank you very for such lovely compliments, warms my heart, it keeps me going and pumped up for writing more! 🌻 I would love delve deeper into such concepts although it will be rather short and simple. Gilbert is a bastard when it comes to giving advices, it’s always a clean cut which he’s aiming for. 🐝✨

Warning: Contains usual yandere themes, mentions of violence and drinking.

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Beratung

The aroma of coffee permeates the air as he is pulled back by his shoulders, his head meeting a solid, sturdy chest while his brother playfully ruffles his hair. In that moment, he feels like a mischievous teenager caught in the act, rather than a towering young man he has become.

A small cough escapes his lips, accompanied by specks of blood staining the pristine white shirt, drawing a disapproving glance from his older brother. However, his brother remains silent for a while, taking deep drags from his cigarette as they both stand beneath the glow of a streetlight.

Ludwig winces as he wipes his bruised nose, attempting to compose himself and maintain a semblance of dignity. He is already embarrassed about being forcibly removed from the bar by his brother.

"Eine ziemliche Schlägerei, aye junge?" his brother remarks, exhaling smoke that twists and weaves into intricate patterns as it ascends, Ludwig pointedly disregards the accusatory taunt. Both of them hear a crashing sound coming from inside the bar, followed by the slamming of a door.

They catch a fleeting glimpse of Lovino supporting a drunken Florentyna, their figures visible for a moment before disappearing around a corner. 

"Was it him?"

Ludwig offers a slight nod, opting not to elaborate further, although he knows his brother wasn’t known to let such incidents slide so easily. It could work in his favor or against him.

The cigarette beneath Gilbert's polished boots is crushed, his gaze scrutinizing Ludwig until their eyes finally meet. 

"Well? I expect more than just a nod from you," Gilbert presses, his disappointment evident. It was far from ideal that his older brother had been urgently summoned due to a bar brawl. Damn it, that cantankerous bartender should have kept his nose out of it.

"Don't curse that old man in your thoughts," Ludwig winces audibly at the retort, confirming Gilbert's suspicion that Ludwig had indeed cursed out the elderly man for doing precisely what Gilbert had instructed him to do in such situations.

"Francis— that French Arschficker— was the one who started it all",

Ludwig's attempt to shift the blame onto Francis, earns him nothing more than an exaggerated eye roll and an indifferent look, further dampening his mood.

"I'm not here for a game of blame, Ludwig. What I witnessed was you nearly tearing Feliciano’s head off with a shard from a broken bottle."

In response, Ludwig merely huffs with pride, which promptly results in a firm smack to his head.

"Just tell me what caused all of this and who was involved. And don't you dare feed me some bullshit, you hear me, junge?" Gilbert's voice carries a stern warning.

Ludwig rubs the back of his head and his neck, his embarrassment growing by the minute. Here he is, being scolded by his brother in the dead of night. He wonders if Gilbert had been sleeping or simply lounging around, which would explain the presence of the cigarette.

When Gilbert made his entrance into the bar, there was a contemplative air about him. Swiftly, he had landed a powerful punch on Antonio, knocking him down, and forcefully slammed Francis' face against the wall. It appeared that he had been suppressing his frustrations and had finally found a way to release them.

"They were making comments about her," Ludwig admitted, studying Gilbert's expression closely. In response, Gilbert simply shrugged and let out a deep sigh.

"So what? They insulted your manhood? Is that what this was all about? Antonio is going to whine like a little bitch about his broken nose, you know."

"That would be Francis," Ludwig spat out the name as if it were burning his tongue, causing Gilbert to raise an eyebrow.

"He was... well, he kept going on about how I wasn’t experienced enough and how I couldn't handle her if it came down to it. He was insulting me, Brüder, and then he just HAD TO BRING UP SOME BURIED SHIT!! And then Lovino... that damn bitch had a lot to say about love and pleasure and shit”,

Gilbert simply let Ludwig vent out his frustrations in a stream of jumbled and incomprehensible sentences, while he attempted to wipe away the previous droplets of blood off his shirt. His efforts were futile, sadly.

"I just hate that I feel so inferior compared to them. I….. I don't know what to do anymore. Even she makes me feel that way, as if I'm just pathetic. I try to be patient, but Verdammt!"

"You let her think that, holding yourself back and all, don't you?" Gilbert interjects.

Ludwig runs his hand through his hair, smoothing it down after nearly tearing it out in frustration. He closes his eyes, admitting that yes, he does let her think that way. He holds himself back, afraid of scaring her or confirming the doubts others have about him. He nods in agreement.

"Well, then you're a dumbfuck. Stop caring about what others say and handle her directly. Put your foot down instead of tiptoeing around like an uncertain school kid," Gilbert asserts.

Ludwig groans in response, ignoring the intense stare from Gilbert. He knows deep down that it shouldn't matter what others say, but he can't help replaying their demeaning words in his mind. It becomes too much, especially when they start speaking about you, insinuating that he can't please you or even handle you. That's when he lost control.

When they began to critique your relationship with him.

"Lutz, it's not going to be easy to handle a fully grown woman if you continue down this path," Ludwig's hand descends slightly to his cheek as he attentively listens to Gilbert's words. "You have to be tough, be patient if you want that, but if you fold so easily, then you're in for a difficult time."

"It's not about them demeaning or underestimating you, shit."

Gilbert's lips purse as he opens a soda can with a resounding clang, swiftly followed by a massive gulp. His gaze fixates on the empty streets ahead, his eyes narrowing as he mutters, "It's you belittling and underestimating yourself."

Ludwig raises a brow as Gilbert grabs him by the shoulders again, both of them stumbling along the sidewalk. A couple of minutes pass as Gilbert empties the soda can and effortlessly crushes it in his fist.

"Some women require a bit of building, some require a bit of molding, and others a bit of breaking. Not everyone is made the same."

"I'm not... uh, I'm not quite sure about that," Ludwig responds, voicing his uncertainty.

Gilbert pays no heed to his comment as he continues, seemingly pondering how to ensure his brother doesn't mess things up too badly, or else he would have to intervene himself.

"That's the issue, you're not sure about yourself in the first place. Buckle up, Bruder. Your woman isn't going to be a walk in the park. She's bursting with passionate fire, and she'll end up stinging your ass if you don't get yourself together."

Ludwig remained silent for a while, his brows furrowing slightly as he walked alongside his brother. Gilbert's gaze was fixed on the moon, which hung in the sky above them. 

"We don't get to love so easily, Ludwig," Gilbert spoke softly, his voice tinged with a hint of melancholy. "We never had that privilege. For beings like us, humans have always been transient beings, fleeting like dust that settles for a few brief years."

Ludwig's gaze shifted to his brother, his features reflecting a mix of understanding and sadness. He knew that all too well. 

"You remember your pretty little Snow White?" Gilbert's voice took on a nostalgic tone, breaking the previous melancholy atmosphere. Ludwig turned to him with a bewildered expression, caught off guard by the sudden shift in topic.

"Bruder! That was different. I was a child!" Ludwig replied, his tone laced with exasperation.

"Well, you sucked at wooing a lady back then, and it seems you haven't improved much, maybe those cunts do have a point" Gilbert remarked, his words laced with a hint of mockery. Ludwig shot him an offended glare, but Gilbert responded with a half-hearted smirk.

"If I hadn't caught you being so captivated by that young Mädchen, I wouldn't have even known she was your type," Gilbert continued. Ludwig let out a frustrated sigh, 

"Okay, that's enough," he interjected, his voice firm. "Let's just go home."

"I even considered arranging a marriage between the two of you, you know, get you a wife," Gilbert added, his tone filled with reminiscence. "Do you have any idea how proud this old man was? to see his young boy finally muster some manly balls?"

Ludwig stared at him with a nonchalant expression, a look of surprise on his face. 

"What?"

His confusion is ignored once again.

Gilbert's grip only tightened on Ludwig's forearm, who had a hint of embarrassment coloring his expression. "My point is, it's alright to chase your romantic dreams and indulge in all that teenage shenanigan bullshit," he began, his voice tinged with sarcasm and sincerity.

"But now you're dealing with a strong-headed woman, not some delicate Victorian-era Snow White. It's okay to have lovey dovey expectations, but as a man, you need to stand your ground and make your intentions clear," Gilbert continued, his tone firm. "Don't play around or mess things up, Ludwig. Tread carefully, or you'll end up with a tangled mess of threads."

Ludwig hummed, his expression growing more grounded as he narrowed his eyes in deep thought. He absorbed Gilbert's words, carefully considering their implications.

"So, you're suggesting that I should be more assertive and dominant," Ludwig started with a thoughtful tone.

“I am suggesting that you don’t fuck around too much, don’t be too arrogant-minded or violent like that Danish imbecile or that Russian brute”.

The blond shifted awkwardly with his boots, gaze fixated on the beer stains which he grimaced at. His brother better not see that unless he wanted to hear another lecture.

He had heard Mathias bragging about his darling, apparently a daring young woman herself. Although his comments were, uh, quite something.

“And also, don’t think too much with your dick”,

Ludwig roughly choked on his own spit, taken aback by the unexpected comment.

Gilbert, however, responded with a dismissive eye roll. He casually took out the car keys from his pocket and opened the passenger door, signaling for Ludwig to get in, even though it was Ludwig's own car. Reluctantly, he made his way to the passenger seat.

With a smooth purr, the car’s engine roared to life and soon they were on their way to wherever Gilbert wanted to go.

“You gotta wait for the right moment to strike, bide your time patiently, you would be surprised what France goes through with his Dame or any other nation”,

“What did she do?”

Ludwig's curiosity got the better of him and couldn't help but ask eagerly, for someone who was commenting on his lack of experiences, it was amusing to know the Frenchman had issues of his own when it came to his darling.

Gilbert smirked, his eyes glimmering with amusement. "Turns out she's quite the escape artist. She's resourceful and has a way with words and her cunning mind."

Ludwig raised a brow in interest as his brother continued,

"The last I heard, she caused the poor man to have flashbacks when she decided to reenact the events of the French Revolution using a butcher knife."

The blond snorted, well that’s what he gets, as he turned on the radio to some shitty pop song.

“Really?”,

“Ja”.

The romantic man had gone on and on about how to treat a woman, wooing them and intending to jab at Ludwig's lack of experience when it came to such things.

That’s where the Italian brothers had joined in, with their unwanted advices which turned into passive insults. Soon enough, Antonio retorted how Lovino was like a neutered cat when it came to his bella. Which resulted in a furious bar fight which others joined in.

It hadn’t taken long after that, when Feliciano in his drunken confidence commented on Ludwig's misfortune with women. And how his darling would be better off with someone else.

This led to Ludwig's attempt to send him to the heaven above using a piece of broken glass shard, after punching the shit out of him.

A serene atmosphere filled the car as both brothers listened to the radio, only one of them was cringing with disdain at some of the lyrics. After a while, Gilbert started again, turning down the volume of the radio.

“That’s the issue with these so-called romantic nations, they don’t think critically when they need to. Diving head first into situations with a bleeding heart only leaves you vulnerable and not to mention, with a fucking mess to clean up after”.

“You gotta be careful and tactical, don’t let emotions and feelings cloud your judgment and think with a straight mind about how to tackle the situation”.

He gets a firm nod with a determined resolve.

The radio's volume increased again. Neither Ludwig nor Gilbert had spoken for a while, and the world seemed to be at a standstill in the late hours of the night.

As the car slows down to a crawl, Ludwig blinks in confusion, taken aback by the sudden change in pace.

Then, an overwhelming surge of boiling anger courses through Ludwig's veins, threatening to consume him. 

The frustration within him intensifies, and he clenches his fist tightly, wanting to shatter the noisy radio into pieces.

Ludwig quickly realizes that his dear older brother had carefully arranged for someone to monitor her every action, collecting any possible information and meticulously organizing every aspect beforehand.

“Consider this a tutorial, huh?”,

Even though it is late, he observes that you radiate a lively energy, your laughter echoing loudly. A rosy hue adorns your cheeks, overflowing with an infectious joy that fills his heart with warmth, you looked so beautiful, even with tired eyes and wild, messy hair.

He doesn’t register his brother’s words. No, his eyes are on you. And some piece of swine who’s holding you so intimately, brown hair and judging by the light, he had gray eyes. Both of you looked like a youthful couple after a casual date. He didn’t know who he was, was he your date or just some random cousin?

Nonetheless, he had to go. Cut out of the picture, burnt, for all he cared.

“Was für eine Schönheit”

Ludwig’s eye twitches with barely contained jealousy.

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[hetafice]

yandere prussia headcannons? how would he react to a darling who plans to escape by him, by acting like a good little girl

this one intrigued me. hope you enjoy.

Gilbert is deeply perceptive so in the beginning, you would have to employ a pretty convincing act to get him to lower his guard. His time on this Earth has made him keen-eyed and intrinsically suspicious, so an act like this could take months or even years before it starts to pay off.

Depending on how your relationship started, you may have more or less luck employing this strategy. If you had originally come to him willingly, he might view any past disobedience as the two of you going through a rough patch. If he took you by force, however, he would become suspicious of a fast change of heart. 

For this method to truly work, you would have to take your time and be very very careful. Little ever escapes him. Incremental changes work best. 

Life with him would be highly structured. From the moment you wake up to the moment you close your eyes at night, your day will be planned. Gilbert is incredibly controlling, and dictating your life down to the minute is how he continues to feel in charge. You would be expected to remain sharp and productive in captivity. He would give long lists of chores and mandatory readings to be completed on a deadline. In his eyes, it’s a way of keeping you sane while justifying sequestering you from the outside world.

In Gilbert’s eyes, to love is to discipline. He may treat you harshly or ask a lot of you; but that isn’t meant to be a punishment -- rather it’s a way to fast-track your development. He is not the type to spoil or coddle anyone, regardless of how close he is to them. With that being said though, if you adapt to the countless rules and chores he outlined, he may allow you to deviate from whatever structured schedule he has outlined for you.

He’s a deeply intelligent man, but also incredibly prideful. Should he not be blinded by his own hubris, he would’ve noticed any subtle cues indicating your behaviour was off. However, his pride would make him think that you were just naturally adapting to your new way of life. He’ll see through most flattery and seduction unless it’s cloaked in the language of devotion. If you frame your obedience as part of a natural progression or seem completely willing he’ll relax his vigilance.

Should your ruse fool him long enough for you to escape, he would be furious. After establishing so many safeguards to ensure cooperation, and monitoring your behaviour, he would think any escape impossible. Trust that he would use every resource in his wheelhouse to get you back. 

If you manage to evade him long enough he might enlist the help of his closest companions. Asking someone for assistance would hurt his pride, but he would absolutely call in a trusted comrade to get you back. Should he manage to catch you, the consequences would be dire. You would be reconditioned until he felt you were truly obedient this time.

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[mxlovinovargas]

TREMENDOUS DYNAMITE — PRUSSIA x READER

Synopsis: He's after you.

Tremendous Dynamite

CW: Stalking, Predator-Prey Scenario, Obsessive Thoughts, Obsessive Behavior, Creepy Behavior, Uncomfortable Scenario, Use of Country Names, Reader-Insert.

Word Count: .800

I am El Hombre Lobo. 

But you?

You were something that made Prussia quack in his very wake, like a sick puppy staring into the mouth of a deadly disease that wanted to open its maw and swallow whole, like there was a blade chopping down and his head would roll. You were a force—something beautiful and something clean, dirtied only by the blood on your knuckles and the skin of your teeth that glistened with the sweat from a battle. Prussia always turned his head whenever you walked into the room. 

Nothing short of a thrusting storm, of a hurricane carrying the ichor of the sea ready to sweep him off of his feet; like the day dips into the horizon, and Prussia was on the prowl for a restless night. 

He dodged behind the crevice of two tightly pressed together business buildings, unimportant and his only source of shelter, as he staked you out like a cat hunts a mouse. You walked so boldly, so sure even in the dead of the night and Prussia felt the rhythm of his head pound away like parade drums in his head. The spin of color guard flags, the sound they make as fabric pulls taut and flaps, the way the wind blows through them. The trumpets on high, the tuba on low—of screeching flutes and humming trombones, Prussia hears the whole damn thing playing in his frustrated head and he grimaces thickly. This was a game Prussia was messing with that he knew could end in explosions galore that shatter through his very soul to send him running for the hills to never be seen again (messing with you was always like that), but he’s got a fuse that he can light. He flicks the flame of a match, shh chaaa, and red spindles flicker like seeding fireweed. 

She’s tremendous, she’s dynamite—

Prussia steps out into the limelight, doused by pale yellow from dinky old street lamps that don't offer much but enough to cast deep shadows across his grim face. The shadows dance for a brief moment as he moves forward, following following following, as Prussia trails after your retreating form. You don't notice. 

Or, at least, Prussia thinks you don't notice. 

His first footfall makes an echoing clap that resounds off of the wall, reverberates like bubblegum and glue, and clings to the shell of his ear like a formidable gunshot. Then, you run. Prussia splutters like a dying lemon’s transmission before he sprints forward like his life depended on it. He grits his teeth so harshly that they make a terrible squeak in his mouth as he balls his fists and chops his arms to the pace of his running feet. He should have expected nothing less! The grit turns into a halfhearted smirk. Oil spills of maroon and violet eat up your form as Prussia stares, watches your every move and every turn. He twists his body to follow after you. You are one helluva little opponent—Prussia knew it wouldn't be this easy. 

She could put up a hard-won fight. 

You’re so clever. If Prussia didn’t know these streets like the back of his hand, he would have definitely lost you by now; fortunately, for the dastardly man chasing after you, he did and he was gaining on you fast. Your head might be screwed on real tight, but there's only some many bobs and weaves you can do until—

until you're at a dead end. 

And this, this truly is your birthright. 

Tremendous dynamite you may be, but every explosion has its smoke and mirrors before it evanescences and then disappears in the fade of char and misery. 

I am El Hombre Lobo, Prussia thinks to himself as he stands so tall and so looming behind you, in front of you, before you. He traps off your escape and he can see your shoulders heaving. He stalks forward, leering with those schmears of red and purple looking so insanely pleased and victorious. Prussia takes in all you have to offer, basking in it so appraisingly and so willingly and so greedily and so needily. He can't help but feel giddy, can't help but feel the sparks of electricity in the tips of his fingers as he draws near. The way your shoulders pinch, the way your breath seems to hitch in fear at each of Prussia's footsteps. The heels of his boot click like a bomb by the second and he's so close that if he opened his mouth to breathe you in, he would taste you too. 

On the prowl, Prussia comes, and then he sees you turn so demurely that it feels like slow music and he can hear the band in his head go into a slow rocky jazz that leaves a one-two riff strumming in his aching eardrums. It’s past midnight. You turn around fully. And Prussia’s dartin’ under the town’s searchlight as he closes in totally. 

But it’s all worth it to take a bite. 

You're tremendous, you’re dynamite.

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[headingalaxys-spicy]

Axis Trio +Prussia comforting a friend who’s scared of thunder storms please?? I literally cannot stand thunder storm season. (" ￣◇￣)

🇩🇪 Germany 🇩🇪 The acquaintance friend that is always 1-step ahead of the game when it comes to storm preparation.

You were trying to leave the lecture hall when your stomach flipped in terror when you heard the encroaching thunder. It sounded only to be about a mile off. Shortly after you see the flash of lightning it sends you flying back inside, like a frightened kitten.

“Y/N are you alright?” Your German classmate asked concerned as he finished putting his papers away.

“The storm is just well …gives me anxiety.” You begin to tug at some of the loose skin that you hangnails left behind. Beginning to draw small droplets of blood.

“Well I have a large umbrella that can fit the both of us and I can walk you to your next class, the library, or wherever else you need to go. I don’t mind. I have the time.” He offered to make sure you were safe before he fled campus for the day. The two of you hear a particularly loud thunderclap that sends you into the air with a startled jump.

“I’ll definitely take you up on that offer. I’m heading back to my dorm and I’m not coming out until this storm passes.” You hated how even in your early 20’s storms still scared you. Wasn’t becoming an adult wholly supposed to be about stuff not bothering you anymore. You started to tremble at your own thoughts and fears. What if you were never able to overcome stuff like this?

“Hey, it’s alright Y/N this too shall pass. He helps you gather your things so he could walk you home. He heads for the far left side of the room and shows you a hallway that was lined with fluorescent lights and a linoleum floor and doors that all lead to different Professors and Lecturers offices. “This way there is a hidden janitor's passageway we can use and we can avoid going into the rain in the first place.” Noticing your rising hesitation and knowing that being drenched and afraid wasn’t a good mix for anyone.

“Thanks Ludwig.” Your shaky voice stutters out.

“Kein Problem, Y/N.”

He’ll always have a spare umbrella for you to borrow.

Gives you logistical facts in an attempt to calm your nerves.

Probably has a spare storm kit for you to have. It’s complete with flashlights, a first-aid kit, and a portable phone charger.

🇮🇹 Italy 🇮🇹-The social friend and his sunny personality takes your mind off the raging storm.

The club began its shutdown procedures for the night: the lights were on blinding the nocturnal patrons, the music had dissipated, alcohol had stopped flowing, and everyone was making the important decision of trying to Uber home or go out for food to soothe the late night munchies.

Your Italian friend was conversing with your group on what they’d do next. You took a peek outside. You were shocked to see the rain coming down as if it were trying to pour out all the contents of the mediterranean sea onto the street. The cackling thunder closing in and bouncing around in your eardrums made your alarm bells go off. You were frightened and accidentally went back into Feliciano, nearly knocking him over.

“Whoa Y/N! What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“Yeah Feli, I’m fine. Just the storm and the thunder are highly overwhelming for me.” He can sense the discomfort radiating off you like a furnace.

“Well let's take an Uber together with my older brother and my two best friends Ludwig and Kiku! That way the thunder and lightning won’t be as scary with a-lotsa people around!” Cheerful and he brings you into a comforting side hug.

Will use baking, hot beverages like Bombardino to calm your nerves, and other distractions to get your mind off of the chaos outside.

🇯🇵 Japan 🇯🇵 The close quiet friend that knows you well.

You texted him if you could stay at his home during the downpour. The massive water droplets were like that of small kitty pool that crash landed to earth. You knew the thunder wasn’t far behind. Less than 5 minutes after you sent the text out there were gentle knocks on the door.

It was Kiku. He had two grocery store bags in his hands all had ingredients for your favorite dinner and dessert. He also packed with him some lanterns and new manga that he knows you’d shown interest in.

“Hey y/n. Let’s relax and wait this storm out.” He gives a polite smile meant to reassure you. It’s like an instant shot of sunshine. Your clenching nerves loosen their grip on your stressed mental state.

You don’t even have to ask him to help you. Chances are he’s already on the way to come and see you with food and fun distractions.

He’ll bring over immaculate duvets, sleeping headphones, a galaxy light, so he can create a magical misty night in the rain. Kiku is great at crafting a captivating evening to where you hardly notice the thunder roaring outside.

🐥 Prussia 🐥 The Epitome of friends your BFF

Gilbird was the one that alerted Gilbert of the impending storm on the horizon. It would be happening over the weekend.

“Hmm ze awesome Prussia has to check-in on Y/N’s home and see if their generator is actually ready for a storm like zhat.” You showed him where the spare key is to your home and he used it to let himself in while you were away at work.

“Hmm this module looks like it’s on it’s last legs. I can fix zhat.” He wanted to make certain that you went without nothing during the storm. Although he doesn’t express his more vulnerable feelings much it did hurt his heart whenever he’d see you tremble when thunderclaps rolled in like applause after a musician finished their set.

He’s stocked your cabinets with non-perishable comfort food that you liked. He gave you an off the grid water heater so you could make soothing drinks if the generator failed somehow.

He’ll send you a text asking if you want him to bring food over and maybe hang out during the storm. Overall he’s trying to prevent you from an anxiety attack.

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[allthehetalia]

I gotta get my mind off of budgeting and work so it's either a large Yandere!Prussia post or a Yandere!Germany post, I mean I'm gonna write both but this is just for now

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[hetalia-reacts]

I've seen a lot of yandere nations. What about a yandere reader? Maybe a nation who has hurt their s/o just....disappears. Or they totally normally have a huge collection of photos of them. Go with your top three or four favorite hetalia characters!

I choose characters I thought would most likely have a yandere s/o looking after them while still being my faves

Latvia

Raivis probably notices your behavior from the beginning since he’s always kinda on edge

But he doesn’t think you’re a yandere or anything like that

Just a new friend who’s too shy to say hello to him!

This though definitely makes him befriend you and get closer to you

He notices the way you glare at other nations who bully him and make him feel bad

And if you stand up for him on the spot Raivis is really happy for the support since he can’t stand up for himself often

Would he notice they disappear for good afterwards?

No not for a while

He assumes you scared them off for good and he’s happy!

Until the next meeting and he hears no one has heard from them or any other person who has messed with him for months

Raivis would probably timidly ask you about it

If you straight up tell him you took ‘care’ of them he becomes terrified

He doesn’t like scary things and the fact you took out those people permanently scared him

Raivis is really quick to adapt and learn to like a yandere though

If you kidnap him I can see him easily falling for manipulation and guilt trips as well as quickly developing Stockholm syndrome

Raivis does subconsciously love that someone cares enough for him to protect him in such a way but he’s terrified of their strength and methods of dealing with those people

Russia

Ivan probably does and doesn’t notice you at first

Like he knows someone is watching him, but the way you watch him feels similar to how Belarus does so he ignores it thinking it’s just her

When he does notice you watching him closely he assumes you came to spy on him or make sure he isn’t doing anything bad

But when you say you like him Ivan definitely gets flustered and let’s you stick around

Notices that you take photos of him often and sometimes of you both together

but he thinks nothing of it since he isn’t really sure how proper friends operate and thinks it’s just your little friendly quirk

Ivan is surprisingly the least likely to realize that he’s got a yandere attached to him since he’s so happy he found someone that wants to stay with him forever

He doesn’t even mind when you get rid of his enemy’s and thanks you for standing up for him!

Ivan’s not creeped out either when he sees your collection of pictures of him in a hidden room

Just honestly flattered you liked him enough to stalk him and also be considerate enough not to threaten him

Ivan’s also likely a little yandere naturally too so he takes easily to a yandere s/o who isn’t mean or threatening to him

He finds it extremely attractive and flattering you’d kill for him and also learn everything about him so you could make him happy

Lithuania

Toyls definitely felt your presence at meetings and at his home and places he frequented

He can’t say it bothered him, but he also can’t truthfully say he was happy to have a stalker follow him what felt like 24/7

Once you finally speak to him or he finally gets the nerve to speak to you he’s left speechless

It’s almost like love at first sight for him

One of the few who tries to reason with himself that he can’t possibly like you since you literally stalked him

But he can’t help but call for you as you show him how dedicated you are to him and only him

It’s likely he blocks out or completely ignores your yandere behaviors

He never mentions when nations that had bullied him or aggravated him seemed to go missing or showed up covered in bruises and cuts

He knows of course, out of everyone he isn’t oblivious to how friends and normal crushes act

But he can’t stop you, both realistically and because he’s already completely in love with you

Toyls might bring it up once or twice to tell you to stop, but if you refuse or ignore him he doesn’t push it or bring it up again

Toyls isn’t exactly flattered by the idea you’d kill for him, but he can’t lie that it makes him happy you’d protect him since it’s not often someone was willing to stand up for him

Prussia

Gilbert notices you following him pretty fast and to be honest he relishes in that

To him it’s an ego boost, even if sometimes you do scare him a little

He’s the fastest to come talk to you, all smiles and jokingly gloating about how you ‘couldn’t stay away from this awesomeness’

He’s honestly really taken aback when you agree wholeheartedly and admit you had feelings for him

Definitely asks you to stick around

Gilbert is quick to catch feelings for you, he can’t help it really, it’s not everyday someone tells him how great he is without being sarcastic or just trying to shoo him away

He does try to ignore your more violent side, because while it is flattering to some degree it really scares him how little you value others lives

However, as long as you don’t get too crazy or threaten his family and friends, he doesn’t try to stop you

If you have some kind of shrine or room dedicated to him you can bet he’s actually really flattered and gets really embarrassed by it

The ‘I’m so awesome’ thing is really only to help his ego and a running gag, but the fact you really do think he’s awesome and amazing makes him 1000x more confident than he ever made himself seem

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[shini--chan]

Not a yandere ask but what do you don’t like about how people portray Prussia?

Here we have an anon that has noticed some stuff. Case to point – that I really don’t like how many in the fandom portray Prussia.

Before I start, I would like to state that I agree to disagree. I might not like your interpretation of HWS Prussia, let I’ll leave you by it because you are entitled to your opinion and in no way will I force you to except my headcanons and the such. I simply don’t see the point of doing so. Let it also be known that I understand this sentiment to be mutual. So let’s begin.

The one fandom version (and also the canon version to an extent) that really is sandpaper on my nerves, is the one where Prussia is depicted as a hedonistic, narcissistic, irresponsible asshole. The one that doesn’t miss a moment to proclaim how awesome he is, who can only stand high is somebody else is serving as his podium and whose arrogance is vamped up to 11.

To me, it doesn’t go along with the East German culture, and his history and his foundations. Or even how Hima casts him, in certain way.

I favour a more disciplined, down-to-earth Prussia. He remains energetic, but it is focused to attain certain goals. The picture I have of him in mind is not of a teenaged jock that is desperately trying to hide his insecurities, rather one of a survivalist/soldier with a deeply religious background that had to fight hard for everything he had and has. Who intrinsically knows lost and that the best things in life don’t come easy. A person who is disciplined and harsh because he has a pessimistic-realistic world view.

He takes responsibility very seriously and rates it higher than happiness. As such, he doesn’t tolerate sloppiness and messiness. Gilbert is driven and has a stringent moral code that he adheres to. When, from an outsider’s point of view, he goes against his morals, he is quick to find justifications as to why he isn’t deviating from his morals. Yes, he is prideful, yet it is pride earned. He is harsh because he believes that love doesn’t mean coddling the other, but making them stronger and because he has learned that if he wants to be taken seriously, he was to assert himself. Nevertheless, he cares deeply about the people close to him.

Prussia is a more hands-down sort of person, that learns better when he is actively doing things than by hours of having theory droned to him. He isn’t lost, rather after 1945 he retained the air of an abdicated king that still holds his head high despite his shackles. A person that as a reflex hashes out the best possible survival strategy for himself.

While he is capable of being kind and chivalrous, playful even, he can also be very ruthless and cunning and willing to drag those that he would otherwise see as his friends over hot coals, should they oppose him (like in the Franco-Prussian wars). This feeds well into his militaristic tendencies and his carrot-and-stick mentality.

#hetalia lore #asks and answers #aph prussia #historical hetalia

[504py]

Badly thinking about bloody yandere Prussia

i hear ya, anon…. i feel like gilbert would have an initial shame over being so obsessed over someone, but once he accepts it, he sorta makes a sport out of it. “look at how much i’d do for you! aren’t i the best?” wonder if y’all would be interested in me making a full post about my hcs for him.

guess this is a good time to announce that my inbox is open again LOL.

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[crimson-kisses]

What about some yandere Germany AND Nyo Germany? Like how you did with the America headcannons? Sorry if its confusing (>-<‘)

I feel like Nyo Germany would more anxious and clingy towards the darling while Germany is more possessive and sexual-

A/N: It’s not confusing at all, I actually love putting and writing characters together. Warnings for yandere themes. Also I apologize for extremely late content, I promise that I will get to it eventually.

Germany & Nyo Germany sharing a darling.

Both are actually quite different in their character, as they were both brought up in different ways and their historical incidents would make them face even more differences due to their gender. Of course this doesn’t apply in the present, but the result is still noticeable [unhinged and twisted]

While Ludwig is more tensed and has quite a short temper; often demanding. Monika is more of a calmer person, less demanding and worries a lot. They both balance and look out for each other, with Ludwig making sure she doesn’t freak out much while Monika makes sure he doesn’t stresses out much; nonetheless they both end up doing so anyways. I suppose Monika would also be more modest in general but also embarrassed about her feminine tastes.

“Feliciano, if you don’t keep your mouth shut I will choke you with a grape-“, “Feliciano, please quite down”. Ludwig almost rolled his eyes towards his brain as Feliciano visually relaxed, probably because he wasn’t about to be strangled anytime soon, as long as Monika was there to handle the situation. The Italian man nonetheless started flirting again with Katyusha until he got smacked by a really annoyed Gilbert, which caused him to slightly smirk in pleasure.

It was probably Ludwig who first met you, whether it be for business purposes or simply being an assistant in his workplace. Obviously he wouldn’t pay much attention, being busy with his workload, it’s mostly Monika who noticed you. Whether it be your work ethic or your determined yet cheerful demeanor, depends on how you carry yourself which interests her. It’s easy for her to easily be smitten by a respectful hardworking, toned man or a classy woman who can carry herself well.

“Good morning, Frau Beilschmeidt- oh sorry I’m- is it okay if I refer to you as-“, Monika smiled lightly at your fumbling form and nodded. Watching you visibly relax putting her in a more calmer state, exhaustion from dealing with her fellow mates seeped out of her bones whenever she was with you. Always so polite, respectful hard-working and a relatable individual, you were simply so adorable to her. She waited for Ludwig as he talked with you, your instant alertness and intimidated form making her feel and perhaps Ludwig too, quite protective.

You might not notice their intentions to date you since they are quite terrible at flirting, they both would somehow eventually find out a way to lure you to them. Whether it be for help or simply out of interest, their siblings would help too of course. So it’s one person against four cunning, athletic siblings, in case their friends join in too- it won’t be long until you are officially theirs {forcefully or not}.

They both get along really well together, no arguments between them like Alice and Arthur might have, or Marianne and Francis, similar to Alfred and Alfred; the both Germans are close, working together to get you is simply natural to them and would happily share you with each other. No matter your sexuality.

Living with them is quite domestic. There’s no way you are working since there’s no need too, you are taken care of financially in an instant. Gilbert and Maria might live with you as well, probably for emotional support or emotional damage. All of them work, you live in a aesthetic mansion, they have military trained dogs, Monika chooses to work from home and take care of domestic chores that you will definitely be helping her with. Believe it or not, deep not she loves doing domestic stuff with you.

Monika is akin to a mother hen, yes she gets it from her elder sister; she usually fusses over your well-being. Making sure you are fed well and take care of yourself. She will lose her mind if you even have a scratch on yourself, smothering you over small things. It’s overwhelming dealing with a very observant woman who is also very anxious. Yet she is patient, calmer than Ludwig, she wont force you to do anything at first- knowing that you must be very unstable at the moment. Get ready for some delicious meals, soups and being coddled 24/7.

Ludwig is quite protective, over Monika and you as well, he knows that his female counterpart could take care of herself and you. The added security from Maria and Gilbert is a plus as well, but Monika has a tendency of being overly emotional and doing something tragic in the process, emotional meltdowns could occur and you could be trapped in the middle of it. There are strict rules he imposed on you, he is not going to take any chances with your misbehaviors. Provoking any of them is a bad idea and will end painfully.

“Where… where were you going? Schatz? It’s— its rather very- so so cold outside, you could catch a fever- close the door!!“,

Your hands stilled near the doorknob, shaking from build-up paranoia and pure fear coursing through your veins, slowly you turn around, your thoughts running wild and the urge to run away and scream stronger than ever.

There is a thunderstorm outside, with tremendous amount of rain and yet you would rather take your chances with it rather than your captors. Even though your cotton white dress would be spoiled and a hindrance, your open hair a tangled mess, Maria and Gilbert were in a meeting, Ludwig was visiting America and Monika—

You had forgotten, you don’t know how, she should have been sleeping but she must have woken up when she noticed you weren’t there.

And there she stood, her short hair falling into lovely curls near her ears, wide sea-green eyes staring at you with psychotic emotions brimming with tears, mouth parted and held in a grimace, fists clenched, her dress sways because of the storm outside and yours do too.

It was so uncharacteristic. But there she was, feminine, vintage and pretty as ever, as if she was hiding this side all along due to embarrassment, and she trusted you to understand her insecurities—

Her whole demeanor screamed betrayal and you couldn’t do anything about it. She’s alert, she would be ready to pounce at you at anytime, her appearance couldn’t hide and take away her absolute strength. her anger was emotional and not something you could reason with, you can see the gears in her mind turning, quickly trying to find an answer.

She knows but she hopes that it’s all wrong or just a nightmare, you understand don’t you?! You were supposed to understand. then why?!

Why would you hurt her this way?

Your breath quickens and a whimper almost comes out from your throat, you step back hesitantly and claps your hands together tightly against your chest. maybe you could come up with an excuse, maybe you could turn around and run since the door was still open, she would understand! Monika had always been so understanding and sisterly towards everyone. even though she had the upper hand and could catch you in mere minutes.

But something in you didn’t care about that. you wished to escape and run away. You notice the way her eyes narrow, lips set in a firm line and her posture straightening, it was too late. too late to explain and solve the situation, maybe you could cry and beg her to forgive you, show her your tears.

you would rather have her scream (Das ist mir scheißegal!) at you, her hands grasping your shoulders painfully, as she sobs pitifully, her tone dangerously acidic. as she calls you a dummes madchen, whispers curses (Verdammter Scheiß!). because in the end, she ends up never causing you any pain. at least it’s just a few minutes of yelling and mild pain across your body.

Monika would understand.

You catch her clenching her dress further up her thighs and about to march towards you, her face determined and basking in masked fury. instinctively you begin to step back.

She was still stronger, intimidating, faster, and so much more than you— there’s a halt in her movements, and soon yours too.

Monika was forgiving, not so easily but she wouldn’t be so cruel towards you.

Your back hits someone’s chest.

A shudder goes through you as utter fear once again blooms and grips your body in an unforgiving grasp. You feel his breath near your neck and shoulders in his deathly grip, heart beating rapidly and fear being obvious from your petrified expression.

Please no, please, it can’t be; why why why

Ludwig was not all that Monika was.

It can get very tiring with these two; even though the starting would be quite peaceful, they will eventually start to become more intense with their advances, living you very troubled and petrified. Their whole emotional baggage would be upon you and leave you very tired quickly.

Ludwig can be very protective over Monika as mentioned before, making her cry or so would end up with you being punished one way or another. he will not be taking any chances with you even thinking of escaping them, not when both of them are very much in love with you.

Monika would scold you as Ludwig drags you over to their room, then trying to rapidly converse with Ludwig; who is very much pissed, tired, stressed and his head is all over the place at the moment. her rambling about one thing or another is not going to help him go any easy on you, quite the opposite actually.

Monika would opt to watch from the sidelines, as Ludwig would punish you, which would simply be you being threatened or being roughly chained to the bed and sleeping on the floor for now. she would assist him in holding you down as she grumbled angrily at your behavior.

Ludwig would be silent, his anger evident from his bulging veins, eyes narrowed, muscles tensed, jaws clenched and his rough handling of your body, both of them would try to cool down. this was your first time anyways, right? You simply weren’t trained for him and for Monika, you simply felt so afraid and so alone.

Eventually, soft but focused hands would rest on your thighs as a strangled breath comes out of your mouth, tough hands grabbing you from the back and placing you on their lap, you can try to ignore them as much as you like, but it doesn’t work. you doubt it will.

You are shoved between them, your back turned to Ludwig and pressed against his strong muscles body, which fills you with dread and fear because he could easily snap you in half and it scares you so much. His face is buried in your hair, a hand near your stomach and another dangerously near your chest, his legs behind yours. You can feel his heartbeat and obvious restrained feelings down there.

Then Monika places her head near your chest, her hand wrapped tightly around your waist as she mumbled some incoherent bullshit, she presses tightly against your front, legs tangled with yours painfully, the warmth and squirming of her body making you so uncomfortable.

And then there’s only strangled gasps, feeble whimpers and hushed whispers. both of them restraining themselves but you know that it is only a matter of time before they unleash their fantasies upon you. one with Monika on her knees as she pleases you so well from the front and Ludwig making your body shake rhythmically from behind;— you try to close your eyes. and forget.

Both are personifications of a powerful country, very influential and considered to be resourceful members of Europe. escaping them would be very hard since they are mostly surrounded with their Allie’s and not to mention, they are skilled and very tactical people in their own right. stern and desperate lovers who would do anything to keep you with them.

They can be very stressful to deal with and most of the time you would find yourself dreading the worst because of their instabilities. which you often to deal with at the end of the day.

And there’s no fooling them, they are good at detecting lies and are hard people to gain trust of, that and their paranoia won’t allow anything to simply pass by. You will be kept in the middle of the woods in a pretty modern and pretty German cottage and wear traditional cultural clothes. Whether you like it or not.

hopefully this was okay!!! I personally feel as if it’s missing something….

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German bros + Russia reacting to a reader begging them to buy an axolotl

⭐️Enjoy ⭐️

🇩🇪Germany🇩🇪

“Ludwig looks there is the sea creature section! Let’s go!” There was an added pep in your step when you saw the blue green multicolored glass that had a mythical glow to it. The beloved animal close to your heart was a mere few feet away from you. You watched ten maybe fifteen axolotls glinde through the water like aqua born angels that had their feathers as their ears. Other axolotls were nestled behind some of the fake seaweed and hollow rocks having an afternoon siesta. They peaked out at you with their beady eyes as some of their faces took on a form of delighted surprise. These faces were that of what you’d imagine that cherubs would have when playing under the water. You were in awe and off into the whimsical aquatic world of your own. You didn't realize that your German best friend had left your side to handle some business.

‘Y/N really likes them so I’ll acquire some and they’ll want to be over at my place more often.’

“Excuse me, clerk. I’d like to buy four axolotls please.”

“Of course sir let me grab some from the case and they’ll be about thirty five Euros each.”

“No problem.” He gets out his wallet as the clerk and her coworker grab some of the small salamanders from one of the tanks. As he saw them gently place the aquatic angels into a portable aquarium. “We can deliver the full home aquarium for them by 9pm tonight. Thank you for your purchase.” A small smile forms on the stony Germans face. He was thinking about all the ways that you and him could bond over simple beings. He went back to where he left you and sure enough you were still there mesmerized by the scene before you.

“Y/N let's go home now so we can make dinner and you can become more acquainted with your new friends.” There was an abnormal hint of glee in his voice so you turned around to see why he was so excited. You eyes met with his blue ones then they wandered down to the rectangular miniature aquarium.

“You bought axolotls WHAT?!?!?!”

“I wanted us to have something we could bond over together.”

“Aw Ludwig.” You wander over and give him a kiss on the cheek. “Well I’m game if you are.”

Prussia

“Vhat are you doing? It's almost 3am and you're still up? Vile also has a presentation tomorrow that is worth 40% of your grade. Are you crazy? What are you giggling about late into the night?” The albino man that had bags under his eyes from being awoken from his REM sleep cycle due to a rapturous laughter that broke out in your room that was next to his whenever you stayed the night in his home. His eyes were slightly bloodshot and irritated. You didn’t answer him because you had on your noise canceling headphones and your eyes were glued to the screen that was on Youtube. It was playing one of the many videos you had fell into when you began to explore the axolotl rabbithole. The current video you were consuming was that of an axolotl jumping at the person holding the camera when they told a bad pun that it didn’t like a-lotl.

“Sup bro.” Was the only think you could think to say when you saw your sleep deprived Prussian friend. He shakes your chair violently because he can be an asshole at times. He cares about you but has a really strange way of showing it.

“Ahhhh Gilbert no!” You couldn’t help but laugh at his dumb attempt to dominate, scare, or show power over you or whatever.

“Y/N have you seen zhe time? You’re going to look like shit tomorrow if you don’t get any sleep. Not to mention you won’t give a compelling argument if you’re just mumbling your words.” Concerned but he needed to be pushy if he wanted you to listen.

“But they're so cute! I just need to watch one more and-”

“NEIN! IN DEIN BETT JETZT! SCHLAFEN JETZT!” You knew he was angry when he began to only use German. He cares about you as a good friend but thinks you don’t make the best decisions sometimes. He sees the frown manifest itself on your face and feels a pang of guilt in his gut. After a few moments of thinking he came up with a solution that would make you less irritated about having to go to bed and having to be an adult.

“If you get a B+ or higher I’ll get you some and help you raise some axolotls but ONLY if you hit the sheets now.”

Nothing in your life has ever gotten you into bed faster.

🇷🇺 Russia 🇷🇺

While he was scouring your house for more information about you he needed more cannon fodder to do so. He needed some dirt he could throw at you in order to stop you from winning the debates that were coming in the next couple of weeks. He wanted that newly vacated seat in the World Government and he didn’t want to let you have it because you were from a micronation that only had a miniscule amount of power that he held in one finger compared to your entire nation. Which was daunting but didn’t faze you in any capacity. You seemed infallible and he hated that.

He needed to find ways to tarnish your reputation quickly. He knew well enough that you possessed all the abilities that were required to become a head diplomat: agility, quick as a whip, compassionate, and you knew all the rules and regulations of the United Government (UG). Your track record of maintaining peace in trying times that could have led to war as one of the seven lead delegates to the prime minister in your nation made you the most qualified candidate with the most accolades to your name. Not to mention you were second in your class at an Ivy League school. Magna Cum Laude.

You were a thorn in his side. And he needed to get rid of you. You were the more popular delegare for the coveted position and you were luring in the tougher to reach demographics that Ivan had a great deal of trouble relating to. And he hates losing so he really wanted to rid the world of you. He continued to delicately rummage through your study until he opened one of your drawers that held your journal in it.

“Jackpot.” Overly excited he opened it right away without too much regard for being caught at that moment. To his surprise it wasn’t the information he was hoping for. The “journal” he stumbled upon was more like a scrapbook filled with numerous pictures of pale pink salamanders that was decorated with glitter, ribbons, and streamers.

“What the hell?” Confused and wondering what he stumbled upon. Regardless, he took the book with him and had his advisors devise a plan to use the book against you. Let’s just say a few weeks later he showed up at you house with 10 Aloxoltols trying to threaten you by sating that he was going to murder each and everyone of them in your face. When you opened the door to greet him he was surprised to be pummeled by you and all of your affectionate kisses on the cheek and forehead that you did to him. He was in essence a pile of snow that could only give you one word answers while you praised him for giving you your new companions.

“Ivan, I didn't know you could be this thoughtful.” You beamed sunshine at his soul. Making him unable to speak intelligible words. “I’ll become one with you or whatever.” Not really caring what that actually meant but you knew he said it a loud a lot at international meetings.

Needless to say you still became the new United Government delegate with a Russian boyfriend that was really docile when he was around you.

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Can I have Yandere Prussia ‘disciplining’ the reader please 👀😩 nsfw maybe if you will??

This will be on a sliding scale of Moderate to Severe

Also, you’re going to be a nation in this reader so have fun.

:readmore:

My chaotic readers, I know you want to make him angry. So there will be hell to pay. You decided that you will mock him to start and try to tear down his ego he’ll just put you in a boa-constrictor like a hug/a headlock and he will screw up your hair. And he’ll do his best to not take your insults too seriously.

You’ll escalate your efforts to pranking him. You do things like putting water where it will soak him at the most inconvenient places like when he’s about to walk out a door or when he first wakes up in the morning. You even replace the cream cheese with a deodorant stick and replace the slat with sugar. When he was cooking one night the sugar-coated perfectly good meat he’s gotten from the market was no ruined.

“WAS ZUR HÖLLE? It’s ruined NEIN! NEIN! NEIN!”

To humiliate you he will tie you to a chair and make you eat the sugary monstrosity he cooked. Just for you.

“Come on y/n! Isn’t this what you wanted me to make for jou? Open up jetzt!”

You try to hinder him in some way that affects his status as a nation.

(I.E. stealing classified files, leaking information to his enemies, going on a smear campaign, giving him bad trade deals, showing nepotism to other nations over him….expect the albino boy to be red with angy.) He goin get you back. Expect to be kidnapped. You ain’t goin like dat.

He’s made specialized rope that can change into extreme temperatures. It also has other functions like shock and vibrations that are meant to overstimulate you so that you are more likely to give in.

Once you’re in his tidy well-kept dungeon-like basement he’s got you where he wants you: tied to a heavy metal chair with those transparent ropes with metal wring laced through them.

“Now y/n you should know it’s essentially treason to publish confidential state affairs to a public platform.” His red eyes gleam with anger as if there is an inferno in his irises. He’s clutching a whip and has other methods of torture at his disposal.

But being you the chaotic, cute, and cheeky (dumbass) individual that you are, you’re going to continue in your endeavor to piss him off.

“You’re cute Prussia~” you coo at him and bat your eyes.

He’s stunned that you’d be this aloof about your disadvantaged position. He simply stares at you in awe.

“My sweet Gilbert would never hurt me.” You swear at this point that you can’t tell if he’s blushing or if he’s furious. Likely a mix of both considering that there is also steam coming out of his ears.

‘I hate y/n but why in fuck are they being ‘ze cute und ze cocky?’ He proceed to grip that coated rope tighter as he thought.

“I guess I’m not the only one whos tied up and a little frayed.” Your smile is as wide as the Grinch that just finished up his rounds on Christmas Eve.

*THWACK*

The first strike had been dealt to your form. For the next couple of minutes, the room reverberated with nothing but the sound of a whip hitting bare skin. Your upper arms, back, and neck were littered with whiplashes.

“Y/N” He’ll say softly in a futile attempt to get you to behave. “Please just cooperate with me.”

“It seems that you’re Prussian me to do something.” You say with a smug smile. Even with the harsh beating, you’d received you weren’t going to break. You were like knife goose: You were choosing violence today.

The Prussian roughly grabs your chin so that you could look directly at him.

“Do your worst oh great and powerful Prussia.”

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[headingalaxys-spicy]

have u considered maybe a platonic! yandere! america or prussia with a darling who is being pursued by another yandere and america or prussia deem themselves as their ‘protector’? if u can, that would be nice! ^^

I like the concept of being platonic

Yandere! America

He cared for his best friend y/n. He enjoyed (insert hobby) with them. They in turn loved to read comic books and play video games until the sun came pouring in America’s large living room. They did more mundane things too. Grocery shopping: America and Y/N loved to mess around in the parking lot with the shopping carts. They’d done races and film silly tik tok video together. They even accompanied each other to doctors appointments. Especially when America had to get a shot he would hold y/n’s hand tightly until the ordeal was over. Their friendship was fantastic until letters began to show up at Y/N’s home.

At first the letters were sweet love notes from a secret admirer. You thought they were sweet and harmless. The letters progressed to become more possessive and chilling. In addition to the letters you got visits from your admirer in the dead of night. You would see an ominous figure glow in the moon light casting a shadow over your room. Things reached a crescendo when he started his attempt to abduct you. Unfortunately for him America caught on and decided to never let you be alone. He punched your would-be kidnapper square in the gut.

“Arughf!” He’d fallen to his knees and his face slammed into the concrete. Surely a tooth must be broken. America grabs him by the collar so he could suck out his soul through his bright blue vortexes.

“Lay off my best friend scumbag.” Then he would proceed to drop kick him rendering him unconscious.

Yandere! Prussia

A fun guy who encourages you while you’re at the gym. He helps you power through those last 5 reps. He’s always down for hitting up a bar, karaoke, and soccer games. He loves going to new places to eat with you after work. Since he’s one of your favorite party friends to be around he does have all the best hookups at clubs with VIP access. You always count on him on how to have an amazing night in the city. It’s also an added bonus when he brings Gil-bird with him. (That bird loves to snuggle on your shoulder.)

Your yandere admirer is fully confrontational and didn’t give a damn about Prussia and him “protecting” you. He was going to steal you from him and he made it known to everyone around you. He even had the audacity to shoulder check Prussia in public right after he got his morning coffee. (And wasting coffee to a Prussian like him is an awful crime to commit.) Your yandere suitor is unhinged and stupid enough to come up with an illadvised plan to try and kill Prussia. That way he could claim you soon after without your albino guard dog to save you.

When he arrived at the great Prussia’s house he was in for a nasty surprise. Entering through the back doorway he was greeted by the sight of the agitated Prussian and his trusted battle axe that he likes to use when executing his victims.

“So you really are that stupid that you’d break into THE GREAT PRUSSIA’s home and think you can come out of this with your life? You must be a special brand of stupid.”

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[headingalaxys-spicy]

“judgment” and “hierophant” with ur choice

Going to go out on a limb and try not to stick to my usual characters so I’m picking

Canada

Prussia

Russia

Hierophant Card: Could these darlings yandere fool them easily?

Judgment Card: Would this yandere ever open up to their darling?

🇨🇦Canada 🇨🇦

Hierophant- Well if Matthew waits too long to ensnare you initially while trying to court them then no. If he’s calculated about his efforts then yes. It really depends on how keen you are about reading into his real intentions. If you can profile people well enough then Matthew isn’t all that hard to see through if you’re cognizant of the subtitles of where his toxic yandere behaviors and microaggressions are when talks to you about other people who are close to you in your life.

Judgment- Yes, almost immediately after he kidnaps you and has had you in his home for a week or two he will pour out his truest feelings for you. It would overflow so much so to where he will believe that he can possibly win you over with his emotional honesty about why he does the things he does. Depending on where you stand on his actions at that point in time will depend on how you’ll react to his suddenly more… emotional intensity.

But seriously though how could you not let your heart melt and become putty in his hands when his violet eyes are steaming with a crystal river? It will pierce your heartstrings to where he is the new master. It will put emotional strings on you that have a stronghold deep within your subconscious without you realizing that they’re there in the first place. It will make it hard for you to consider leaving him alone.

🐤Prussia 🐤

Judgment- No, Gilbert is an extremely proud person. Being vulnerable really isn’t a thing for him and he tends to dislike it even if the person whom he has to be vulnerable with is a loved one like Germany he hesitates and tries to avoid being so in front of anyone. He’s private and will hide things from you to prevent you from being upset. If you want to find the truth you’re going to have to bust into his locked diary room. Depending on his mood and how deep of the relationship you have with him at the time you break into his sacred room will determine how his reaction will be.

Hierophant: No, he still has streaks of arrogance. He’s handsome sure, but his skills are better tailored for the battlefield and maintaining a strong political image. He does not excel in interpersonal relationships and communication. So really he’s only able to manipulate people who don’t have a strong personal conviction about whatever their goals are like Latvia and Lithuania. But since you’re my chaotic readers and complete badasses, it’s likely you will call him out on his bullshit in a fun but a threatening aura that reads as try me today bitch.

🇷🇺Russia 🇷🇺

Hierophant- Oh yes, he’s something to be feared when it comes to mind games and manipulation. It’s one of his many fortes. DO NOT fuck around and find out with him and try to play mind games back and try to dominate him. You won’t like it when he plays rough. He will fuck your mind up six ways to Sunday. You’ll come out with a mix of mental disorders like PTSD, Amnesia, crippling anxiety, might develop a phobia, etc once he’s done with you.

Judgment- Yes, but I hope you’re ready to cry your eyes out when he does. Ivan has some fucked up stories to tell you involving a traumatic amount of loss, war, abandonment, blood, and tears. Every story he tells you will be intense the details: brutal and grim. Generally, you never reach this level unless you’ve become one with him in a solid oath of marriage. Ivan bearing his heart to you and allowing himself to be vulnerable is a HUGE step in your relationship with him. It means his love for you is as deep as Mariana’s trench and mysterious as the Black Sea. So have some tissues, a few free days in your schedule, hot beverages, and a comfortable place to have a good long cry soul-bearing takes time.

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