Prueng Stories

THIS IS A PARODY FANFIC I've been reading alot of fanfic like this and thought "this would be so much funnier if England actually acted like england" so, what will the Englishman do with the sudden interest of every nation in the room.... (I'm going to make this as similar to other books as possible, so smut will be included.)

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“What are we here for again?” He asked, grinning at a passing man who looked like he concealed a weapon. Arthur let out a quick sigh of irritation. “If I tell you, will you promise not to act like an idiot?” Gilbert scratched the back of his neck, looking at the building. It didn’t have any windows, but other than that, it seemed like any other storage building by the sea. Gilbert liked the sea, like the energy the salt threw into the air. Any place this close to nature produced magic naturally. “Depends.” Arthur shot him a look, and Gilbert couldn’t keep the grin off of his face. “Well, I mean, how exciting can it be? Usually you drag me out to some forest or cave. This is hardly a castle.” “A dragon.” (PruEng, SpaMano, various)

Arthur Kirkland was a lost soul until he found gilbert beilschmidt. From childhood to adulthood Arthur finds out the uncontrolling the feeling he all ways had around Gilbert

Pruk [Prussia x England] A young Priest thought his days at the church would be held longer at bay, his little brother's innocence kept in tact, but life has it's ways of reeping hell. A pirate sneaks his way into the twos life, changing it all in the blink of an eye. Was it fate or the worse to come?