PruAus-FC

‘My dear enemy ... Well I guess it’s past enemy now since there is peace now and I am not a real nation anymore. I am happy that the war is over now. I am sure you are too. You may not admit it my friend since that is how you are but I know that deep down in that heart of yours that I am sure you have that you are happy that this all is over. I know that you have warned me that the point was close and you were right. I am sorry that I laughed at you when you told me that I needed to watch out. I was getting to full of myself and now I have seen what kinds of consequences it has.  I hate it to admit that you were right and I hat

I’m irritated of the  Prussian who’s texting in the corridor . It was against the rules of the school and the Prussian knew it damn well but he didn’t even  care. ”You’re going to get caughed.” I said to the albino. Not that I haven’t told the Prussian that more than a million times before. He just happened to ignore me every single time I ask him not to do it. I want to help him but he doesn’t really appreciate it. It’s a shame though for the time I really try to be nice and don’t want to piss them off. ” No I’m not shut up.” He shouted back. We  are  in discussio

Prussia X Austria + Reader Betrayal A man is walking down a street. He has silver hair and crimson eyes. He is smiling like an idiot because he is on his way to see his boyfriend. Soon he arrives at his destination, a giant white mansion. He walks in without bothering to knock. As soon as he enters he can hear music. He smiles and follows it. He walks through the beautifully furnished house until he comes across a room which seems to be the source of the music. He pushes one of the double doors open and peers inside. Sitting at a grand piano with his back to the door is a finely dressed man with brown hair and a small strand sticking up. His

The man allowed one of his gloved fingers to run across the neck block of his beloved instrument.  His hands itched to pick it up, to hear the melody flowing through the air.  For when his violin was resting under his chin, he was not Austria, the nation born of war, but Roderich Edelstein, just another musician who had been forced into this meaningless war. “Are you going to play it?” Austria turned to see his best friend (and sort of girlfriend, but he would never admit to that) standing by the doorway.  “The violin was more his thing than mine.”  he said lightly.  “His mind is occupied with his King now,&rdq

Author's Note: Just for some very necessary background: This is set right before WWI when Germany encouraged Austria to start the war _________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Austria walked down the hallway fiddling with one of the buttons on his jacket, which was one of his many nervous twitches. He had not expected to be so nervous about this, it was simply asking for a contract to be honored. He was only talking to Prussia, which shouldn't have been a problem, but there was something about it that was causing him to wish he could have just talked to Germany. But, alas, he ha

Prussia X Austria + Reader Betrayal Back in the present Gilbert is in a daze as he remembers the past. He snaps out of it when Roderich says. “Alright let’s go” Gilbert looks down at the sheet music and sees it is covered in drool and most of the words are smudged. Roderich begins playing and Gilbert tries to keep up but it doesn’t take long for Roderich to figure out what was wrong. He takes the sheet music from him and sees the drool. “I'm not sure I want to know what you were thinking” “Uh, the day we met” say Gilbert says smiling sheepishly Roderich blushes and looks away. His gaze dri