ITW: Neko!Greece's Sweet Cream by Into-Their-World, literature
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ITW: Neko!Greece's Sweet Cream
"Ugh!"
You whimpered, landing painfully on the hard ground. Dazed, you blinked a few times before looking around wildly for the shining light that had taken you from the safety of your bedroom. Unfortunately for you, it had gone as quickly as it had come. In its place was a thin street paved with ancient looking white and brown brick.
Shakily getting to your feet, you hesitantly called out "Hello? Anybody out here?" A loud crash made you scream, and a black flash darted past you. It wasn't until you felt your breathing go back down to normal levels did you realize it was nothing more than a cat who had knocked over a pile of bricks in its fl
ITW: Spain's Amor...y tomate by Into-Their-World, literature
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ITW: Spain's Amor...y tomate
"Oof!"
You cried out, landing quite uncomfortably on your bum. The only thing that saved you was a row of now rather unfortunate hedges. You placed your hands on your temples, head reeling, before looking up to the sky. Alas, the portal was gone. Whatever had taken you from your room didn't seem like it was going to be sending you back the same way. "Wait...what? I thought I just...that Spain insert..." You said quietly to yourself, trying to make sense of the situation.
Moments ago you had been sitting with your laptop about to enjoy a Spain insert...then all of a sudden you end up here. 'Where even is here by the way?' You questioned, fin
Care (Male! Belarus x Reader) by RetroFridge, literature
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Care (Male! Belarus x Reader)
Care
(Male! Belarus x Reader)
Nikolai stumbled along the long dirt road which was swamped in an incredulous amount of snow with a nearly empty bottle of vodka swaying loosely from his fingertips. A few cars sped right by him throwing Belarusian curses his way for staggering into their path. He tossed the now empty bottle pathetically missing and shattering in front of one particular car which simply swerved around and avoided the intoxicated nation. The glass shards struck one of the thick rubber tires and quickly void the wheel of air.
The car screeched to a halt and parked on the side of the road while Nikolai continued down the dreary, b
Clear Skies (Pirate!England x Reader) by Mirror-of-Roses, literature
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Clear Skies (Pirate!England x Reader)
The ship rocked violently against the ocean waves and rain pelted the wall behind you, but you were used to it by now. After all, it wasn’t like you’d never survived a storm at sea before.
From up on the ship’s deck, you heard men shouting and swords clashing. Every hard thud above you made you cringe.
You knew it wouldn’t do much, but you tugged at the chains binding your wrists to the wall. “If I could just… get up there…” You growled through clenched teeth, voice raspy from disuse. Tears of frustration stung your eyes. After such a long wait, this was your one chance to escape, and by the l
England x Reader Strange Friendship by hmwwawcciawcccw, literature
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England x Reader Strange Friendship
Strange Friendship
Warm water cascaded down Arthur’s back as he finished rinsing shampoo out of his hair. A nice long shower was the perfect thing to help him wake up in the morning. What made it even nicer was the fact he didn’t have work that day, so he didn’t have to rush at all to get ready.
After he finished washing out the last of the shampoo, he turned off the water and wiped his wet hair out of his eyes. He then moved the shower curtain back a bit to grab his towel. As he wrapped it around his waist, he heard what sounded like someone rubbing their finger against the foggy mirror. Arthur furrowed his brows and
I Do Adore (England x Reader) 8 by lazycatwriter, literature
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I Do Adore (England x Reader) 8
8. THE GIRL
“[Name]! [Name]! [NAME]!”
[Name] couldn’t dodge fast enough and someone tackled her from behind. She could smell oil paint despite her stuffed nose. She covered her mouth, expecting bile to rise from her stomach.
Feliciano had a bad habit of invading personal space. But he meant well, never felt her up so she tolerated it.
“You didn’t come to the clubroom yesterday, or the other day. I was worried!”
“Um, yeah, sorry for being inactive. But I gave Lovino my excuse letter.” After Aiden Jackson’s concert, she woke up the next day with a cold. The following Monday, she felt hot
A Clingy Wolf (America x Reader) by lazycatwriter, literature
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A Clingy Wolf (America x Reader)
You were waiting for Alfred in your favorite arcade. It was a pre-birthday tradition that you two shared, and just like every year before, you had decided to wear a blue skater skirt and a denim jacket over a snug white tank top instead of the regular jeans and oversized graphic tee with the sarcastic lines.
While you waited, you went and tried to win a yellow stuffed octopus in a graduation toga from one of the claw machines (you always tried every year, only to fail every year), wanting to give one to Alfred as a pre-birthday present.
You reached inside your coin-really-token purse, only to have it slip off your hands while attemptin
Beyond the Sea (Pirate!England x Reader) by lazycatwriter, literature
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Beyond the Sea (Pirate!England x Reader)
"But why?" The heartbroken way she spoke; the crack in her voice would always haunt me.
It was during the middle of the fifteenth century when I was ordered by Her Highness to return to her side to discuss about what to do with Spain.
The sky was was pink, turning orange as the sun dipped down the horizon. My men were carrying sacks of spices and gold back to the ship. I should've been satisfied with where I was at the moment, happy even, to return after everything that has been accomplished.
However, these calloused hands which I held in my larger ones were chains that could never be broken.
"I'm sorry, love" I couldn't face her
Pocketsized! America x Reader (WW2) by flyingfoxgirl, literature
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Pocketsized! America x Reader (WW2)
The year was 1944. An unsuspecting year from now, the Uranium and Plutonium bombs dropped on Japan. The United States was in upheaval; the war effort generated a massive job market and a level of production once forgotten by the Depression. Yet somehow, despite having the lowest unemployment rate in years, you found yourself out of the job.
“Yeah, Amie, they let me off at the Cracker Jack factory today.”
Your dear friend Amelia, a war secretary stationed in Washington, expressed her outrage with a series of colorful Southern curses. You wondered how she was faring with that kind of prickly accent amongst a bunch of white-collared