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Hetalia x Reader: Bring Her Back

AN:This is based on a dream I had. Some to none of you know that I will be joining the military soon, and I had a nightmare where I, not only stopped being a fan of Hetalia, but I completely forgot about them and they no longer existed in my world. So, this is just to get it off my chest, but also to remind me of what I don't want to become. It might turn into a series, but I'll leave that for you readers to decide if I should continue this or not. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "__________!" You smiled, your eyes closed. It was always good to hear his voice. "Alfred," you said aloud. But there wa

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Hetalia x Reader: Bring Her Back by threepinkdoors, literature

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Hetalia x Reader: Bring Her Back

Demon!CanadaxAngel!Reader by mikmik121, literature

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Demon!CanadaxAngel!Reader

Matthew sat above the city, his leg dangling off a large building, hundreds upon hundreds of feet above everyone else. From below, he looked to be nothing more than a gargoyle but up close you could see the full extent of what he truly was. Sharp teeth, wavy black hair, red eyes, horns, demonic wings and a tail. He breathed out, looking at the bustling city with saddened eyes. It's been a long time since he was mortal and he would always regret selling himself to evil. A small figure floated past him, a young angel girl with long (h/c) locks and shinning (e/c) eyes. "__________...hey __________...!" He silently called out. When you

Naga!AmericaxReader by mikmik121, literature

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Naga!AmericaxReader

Every step made you shudder in fear. The sky was growing dark and the nocturnal creatures were sure to come out. Earlier, some girls from your school had chased you in and now you were completely lost and frightened. Tears escaped your eyes as you began running, any direction would suffice, it didn't matter. You ran and ran until your legs collapsed underneath you. Curling up, you began sobbing in fear. Bears. Raccoons. Possums. Mice. All these creatures would be coming out soon enough. Looking towards the sky, you noticed it had gotten visibly darker, making you cringe in fear. For hours, you cried silently in fear until your body dem

Child!EnglandxAdult!Reader: -Pt 1- by mikmik121, literature

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Child!EnglandxAdult!Reader: -Pt 1-

The land around here was so fresh and revitalizing. The grass was green, the sky was a beautiful azure blue with not a single spot of white in the sky and the flowers opening up to various different colors. And yet, in the house which lay alive with vibrant colors amidst a meadow of constant change in England, a young woman lived alone. No husband. No children. No pets. All those in the town loved the young woman but none of them ever visited nor did they try to help her fell less alone. She would look out the window at least once every day to see nothing but meadows, whether they be dead or alive but dare not run among

CanadaxNaga!Reader -Pt 1- by mikmik121, literature

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CanadaxNaga!Reader -Pt 1-

You were just a nāga (or 'nāgī' as females are called), living in the forest. No, you weren't some huge half-human, half-snake beast with a nasty attitude. You were actually some little creature, sweet as can be with a bit of a short temper, only able to fit in the palm of a hand. Your tail was just of plain white, (h/l)(h/c) hair falling from your head a bit ruffled and unkempt, cold-looking (e/c) eyes and small fangs that may or may not be holding venom within (if so, not enough to do any damage to anything more than a small animal). Whenever a human spotted you, they would either scream and run or atta

RussiaxReader: Slumber Party Disaster by mikmik121, literature

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RussiaxReader: Slumber Party Disaster

Around you, everybody slept peacefully. For some reason, America decided to have this huge sleepover thing and watch scary movies before you all fell asleep. Sure, everyone knew how America got when he watched those movies but there was no option. The only problem was that you were even worse with them than he was. Now you just laid awaken fear of the darkness, various nations sprawled around in the room in deep sleep. Looking over, you hope at least Hungary or Liechtenstein were still awake after those. Too bad they were curled up beside those they were close to. Liechtenstein was curled up next to Switzerland and Hung

Insane!Iceland x Therapist!Reader : Unstable P1 by SwiftNinja91, literature

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Insane!Iceland x Therapist!Reader : Unstable P1

"So … tell me, Emil … how do you feel today?" You asked You were in your office with Emil Steilsson, an Icelandic patient who had attacked his Older Brother, Lukas, on several occasions with blunt or ineffectual objects and tried to burn the whole house down with of his friends and brother still inside, which was why Emil was sitting in front of you in a strait jacket and confined in an insane asylum for Countries. You were his therapist, and your job was to find out why he became a danger to those around him, and himself. He was looking at the floor, saying and doing nothing. He often gave you the silent treatment, so you were use

C: Jealous!DenmarkxReaderxSweden Part 1: Why him? by Matsuri212, literature

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C: Jealous!DenmarkxReaderxSweden Part 1: Why him?

A Jealous!DenmarkxReaderxSweden Commission by AlpacaMaster22! Please Enjoy!! <3 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It was a Sunday morning, well afternoon. You were lying on your back on your bed. In one of your hands held your cellphone and in the other held a piece of paper. You were trying to write a story, since you wanted to be a famous book writer when you grew older. And since you were a sophomore, why not start trying to write your very first book now? You had begun writing your story with a young girl that lived alone in the attic of a bakery in a small town in England. The only problem to that story is that you couldn't think of anythin

SealandxReaderxOliver by mikmik121, literature

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SealandxReaderxOliver

There was something about living with England that you loved more than anything. Technically, any home would've been better than the last home you lived in. You still had nightmares from living in that house. Mr. Russia's home. It's not that he did anything to you per say, but that way he treated you and the three Baltics was unsavory. Every night, you would use what little energy you had to cry as Lithuania coaxed you with soothing words. One night, Mr. Russia took you away and left you outside of England's house, claiming that a newly formed and young nation was too much for him. Needless to say, England was r

Sweet Devil!AmericaxReader- Two Faces by little-soka, literature

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