Wi-Fi Password to Your Heart [Part 1] (PruCan) by fanfic-she-wrote, literature
Literature
Wi-Fi Password to Your Heart [Part 1] (PruCan)
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“Hold on Luddy, I’m just logging into my laptop.”
He held the phone pressed between his shoulder and his cheek as he expertly typed in his password and waited a few seconds until the boot up jingle cheerily greeted him to his desktop.
“Okay, done. I am, as of now, officially moved into my new bachelor pad. You may now clap.”
Instead, his younger brother Ludwig sighed. “You officially moved in two weeks ago.”
“Uh-uh,” Gilbert corrected him as he spun around in his desk chair, “I officially moved in as of now because I finally picked up my laptop.”
Ludwig just sighed
{Nyotalia} The Gierach of Prussia by InsanitysEnding, literature
Literature
{Nyotalia} The Gierach of Prussia
The Gierach of Prussia
A bright, sunny day. Only a few clouds in the sky. 17 year-old Julia “Julchen” Beilschmidt pulled the cloak further over her face. She hated coming outside, especially on days like this. Others would bask in the sunlight, but unfortunately, Julia's pale skin would burn in the sun. Her light, pinkish-blue eyes would hurt after a long time as well.
Not to mention, the other villagers just loved to claim that she was a witch, a demon, a vampire. Julchen's white hair made it worse. No young lady would have white hair. To be quite honest, it hurt Julia. However, she was very determined not to let it show. Con
In der Zeit des Krieges Prologue by InsanitysEnding, literature
Literature
In der Zeit des Krieges Prologue
In der Zeit des Krieges
Prologue
Berlin, Germany 1945
Fem!Prussia's POV
I walked through the war torn streets of Berlin, silently noting the names of the destroyed shops. This neighbourhood had been bombed pretty badly.
Six years. Six, long, hard, cruel years. And in those six years, the entire world was at war.
I spotted a young women with short, messy blonde hair sitting amongst the rubble. I recognized her. Smiling I ran towards her, my sister. My little sister. Who, unfortunately, had made a terrible mistake.
"Schwester!" I shouted. She looked up, alarmed. Realizing that it was just her me, Monika relaxed. There were tears in her e