Here it is!! The Prumano Discord Server is finally ready for reopening to all those looking for a hub to meet others who love these two dorks and want to see and hear more of them!!! This is also the place where weâll discuss other possible prumano events (such as the secret valentine earlier this year) and you get to submit and vote for prompts for (next yearâs) prumano week!!! We also host the occasional drabble game around these two!!
So, if youâre interested, please come in and have fun :D
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That was another Prumano Week! Thank you so, so much for those who created something for this event! I will still be on the look out for any late entries should people want to!
I also still want to encourage people to like and reblog on all the works that participated this year! Show a little love to all these wonderful creators!
Again, I want to apologize for the late announcement of this event. I have been very busy this year and likely will be from now on. Therefore, while I cannot say for certain, I will likely take a break from hosting next year, especially since there was so little interest for this year as well. I will pop in again sometime next year with a definitive answer on that, but I simply feel a bit worn down and need a break.
Anyway, thank you all so much for being such a lovely community!
PrumanoWeek2022: Day 2 & 7: Beer and Wine & Games/Nation-verse
Prumano week Day 2 & 7: Beer and wine & Games / nation verse
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This fic was also partially inspired by the beautiful Prumano art of @aphreblogs found here: X The clothing isnât exactly fitting for this period as Iâm writing it as being during the time of the Habsburgs⌠so around the 16-17th century. But who cares about historical accuracy?
Wordcount: 3360
Rating: Teen
TITLE: Beer, Wine and pretending everything is fine. Thank god for alcohol!
Romano wasnât exactly an introvert, but he did have a social battery and a low tolerance for huge social events that took a lot of time and energy.
This is why he would rather not have accepted the invitation from the Spanish prick and his new Austrian husband, to come to the ball they organised for no other reason really than to brag about their outrageous wealth and power.Â
He was dressed in some of his finest clothes and looked over the hall at all the nations present. Belgium and her older brother who were raiding the food banquet while their younger brother kept watch. His own younger brother was dancing and flirting with some of the female nations, until a young blonde man walked past and stole away his attention for the next half hour.Â
Finally he saw Spain chatting with France who had decided to dress himself in a ton of fabric and jewellery. The Frenchman was all over the Spaniard, with his sweet smiles, his grating laugh. Romano wanted to punch him.Â
He was walking besides his little brother. The one that had at some point managed to grow taller than him.
At some point their bosses cared for wanted Ludwigâs attention more than his and he had been pushed away from his brotherâs side and he walked besides other people with a position within the government.
Then the other nations were more interested in Germanyâs company than in Prussiaâs. Which was good, in a way. He had fought wars so his baby brother would be able to grow strong and important. He had known what he was giving, he just didnât fully realise what it would take from him.
After the war, no one wanted to know of him. His people, his brotherâs people, hated him. The west was glad to forget about him, so much for his best friends. And Russia⌠Well, Gilbert thought the eastern nation wanted to hurt someone as much as he had been hurt.
He and Ludwig had hurt the other man badly.
For his massive union, Ivan was alone. Gilbert, on the wrong side of the wall, was mainly forgotten.
Everyone loved her little sister. Perfect little Feliciana.
Loved the woman so much they forgot the true heir of Rome. His oldest grandchild.
So of course they would forget about Chiara as easily.
As the people gathered around the representation of Italy, the older sister was left in the rain.
Chiara tried to take cover near a small, closed store and watched as the crowed moved away from her without noticing her absence while the rain continued to pour down on her.
Until it suddenly didnât and she looked up. The brother of the potato eater her sister liked. The older potato eater. She was about to tell him to mind his own business when he spoke up.
âWant to follow that crowed or do something that is actually fun.â
âThe fun is where that crowed is.â She answered sharply.
âOnly if they remember you.â He looked at her. âIâm alone here and they seem to have forgotten about you.â
âAlone and forgotten are nearly the same thing.â She answered.
The right thing to say, since the man smirked and lead them in the opposite direction.
Chiara had never felt this happy to walk besides someone, the way she was happy to walk by this other forgotten nationâs side.
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Soooo, Iâm late bc I was in Estonia! But Iâm going to try to catch up :D
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Ship: Prumano (Prussia/Romano)
Rated: Teen, hints at mature but they remain vague.
Wordcount: 650
Summary:Â Lovino discovers Gilbert has a bit of an unexpected hobby. The latter tries to hide it from him, thinking it would ruin his image.Â
TITLE: Is embroidery cool yet?
It was a beautiful morning and Gilbert was humming to himself as he faced away from the door in his office.Â
âWhat are you doing?â A voice he normally always liked hearing suddenly interrupted. Gilbert startled and dropped what he was currently working on. Looking up, panicked, at the frowning but amused face of Lovino Vargas.
His heart beat faster in his chest.Â
Thereâs no way Lovino could discover what he had been doing!Â
It would ruin his entire image as a cool and suave guy and the Italian, who he may perhaps fancy a bit, would think he was embarrassing!Â
So Gilbert did the only thing he could think ofâŚ
âNothing.â He shouted, practically jumping on what he dropped, hiding it from sight.Â
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Title: Awoo (Thereâs a Werewolf Out of the Closet)
Pairing: Prussia/South Italy
Words: 4,594
Summary: Lovino is new to the whole werewolf business, but hasnât been adapting well. After an intervention set up by his brother and his brotherâs boyfriend, Lovino meets Gilbert and is more or less forced to join his werewolf pack. At least the guy is hot, so itâs not all that bad for Lovino in the end.Â
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Gilbert sighed as he stared at Chiara from across the table. She had already been in this awful mood when he arrived at her house and while she opened the door for him with a quick, sharp âciaoâ, she had not spoken a word since. The only reaction heâd gotten to anything he said or asked was a shrug or the woman simply looked away, but mostly she had ignored him.
Ignoring the awesome that was Gilbert Beilschmidt! He loved the woman, but he really couldnât stand being ignored. Yet when he said he would take leave since his little brother could really use his help with all the work he had, the small Italian woman had attached herself to his arm and dragged him to the table.
Which brought them to this current state of being absolutely bored, and a little worried he had done something wrong, and looking angry.
The former knight sighed once again. âIf youâre not going to talk to me Iâm going home.â Chiara looked at him again but remained silent. Gilbert stood up and continued. âIâm going home and if you hold on to me again Iâll just drag you along.â
She pouted. At least that was another reaction then the ones he had gotten from her today.
Walking past her, she finally spoke up. âThereâs a hole in my jacket.â
The man turned around in confusion. âThatâs it? The whole silence thing is about a hole in a piece of clothing?â
His girlfriend crossed her arms and refused to look him in the eye. âI really like it.â
âSo fix it.â
âI canât.â
âHave it fixed then.â
âI donât want people to know I canât.â
âReally?â
âOf course!â
âYou can do that?â
He nodded and as he was handed both the coat and a needle and thread, he set to work.
âYou were a knight, why would you know anything about sowing and repairing clothes? â
âLimited resources and clothes had to last. I never forgot the skill, turned out useful during plenty of wars.â After putting in the last stitches, he returned the coat to its owner.
The brunette still didnât seem happy as she accepted the coat. âWell done.â In fact she looked close to tears.
âWhat is wrong now?â He didnât understand what he did wrong.
âI canât do this!â She looked close to tears as she admitted. âI canât even get the thread through the eye of the needle. Itâs one of those things Feliciana is great at and Iâm useless at.â
Ah, so that was what is was all about.
The man wrapped his arms around his woman and hugged her tight.
âYouâre the most beautiful and skilled woman I know.â His face turned red, he was still getting used to saying these things to a woman, but she needed this. He knew what it was like the be the second, overlooked representation of an whole country.
The hug was returned and the couple smiled at each other.
 The idea was that Gilbert and Lovi were scientists but Lovi died in a freak lab accident, practically destroyed. Gilbert Frankensteinâs Monsterâd his body back as quick as he could, saving his colleague crush. Though Lovi needs to be stitched back every so often, he thankfully keeps most of his faculties.
