The Underground Truth~Bonus~
~~This takes place before the epilogue of the final chapter~~
You had just gotten back from a visit at the Vargas Estate. Feliciano had promised he'd cook you a big pasta meal the next time you'd visit, but you had been so busy with jobs that you just never had the time until recently. Gilbert could work you like a dog sometimes.
"How was your visit to the Vargas Estate?" Father Germania asked after you greeted him in his study room.
"It was nice," you replied. "Feli and Lovi cooked a really big meal. They were really hoping you could have visitedwell, Feli, anyway. You know how Lovi has this thing again
PrussiaxReader The Underground Truth
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A Gentleman's Demise
A Gentleman’s Demise
“It’s done. Papers are all cleaned up, heat is down…Fuckin’ shit, Artie. You need to get yer act together.”
A deepened groove curved inwards upon Arthur Kirkland’s brow as his oldest brother threw down the latest and last collection of newspapers that had been confiscated from the press before releasing them to the public. The entire thing had been an outrageous mess from silencing the crewmembers, tracking down the reporters, and shutting down any presses that would have gotten in their way. The Kirklands had the power, money, and influence to do it. Thank goodness nothing had
SpainxReader Sky's Limit
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Model!FrancexReader ~The Natural Artifice~ Final
The Natural Artifice~Final~
Francis hung up his phone and cursed. He had called __________ up for what seemed like the fifteenth time, and the fifteenth time felt like forever. Something was wrong. Either that or it was too hard for ____________ to hear her cellphone ring inside of the club. Even so, after the fifteenth time, she should have been able to pick it up, right? Something was definitely wrong. He could feel it. He knew he shouldn't have gone outside to the front to catch some air. Not only that, but he was getting an awful suspicion about Gilbert.
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Francis didn't find Gilbert and Antonio by the bar, but at the back where a
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America x Reader ~Duo Duality~ Ch 12
~Duo Duality~Ch 12~
You know that weird feeling you get when you see your old best friend for the first time in a long time, and you just so happen to know that she has the power of altering and erasing memories? Yeah. That feeling.
“So I heard you had some training with Vlad,” Elizabeta spoke up after finishing her drink. “How did that go? Horribly, I presume?”
You sealed your lips and set down your cup. “I don’t want to talk about it.”
“He and I have a fairly long history together,” your ex-best friend (or maybe she was still your best friend since you were here) chortled.
“I
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RomaniaxReader~Sustenance Pact~Final
Sustenance Pact ~Ch 21~ Final
“So is this the world you had imagined?”
Arthur was sitting with his chin on a curled fist with a smug air of supremacy over the headquarters that he and the others had taken over. GERUN was officially finished. There had not been enough preparation time taken by the humans to fight back. The humans had not been strong enough. It was done.
“My friend, you wouldn’t understand how exhilarating it feels to have finally succeeded,” the vampire sighed with a smile. “You have had the fortune of being able to preserve your soul mate for all eternity. You should be grateful.”
RomaniaxReader Sustenance Pact
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EnglandxReader~Finding Face~Ch 7
Finding Face~Ch 7~
Arthur was not in a good spot. He was hungry. His hair was a messit had traces of "kowalla" fur in it. He was tired. His wrists hurt. His parents were dead. His brothers thought he was a traitor. ___________ was somewhere else. Dotriba was plotting something awful. Above all else, the one person that could have been helping him at the moment was refusing to do as such.
"For the last time: could you please see if you can untie me?" he growled through his teeth that were clenched together from all of the frustration that was building up inside of him.
"It won't do you any good when they find out I helped someone like
EnglandxReader Finding Face
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TurkeyxReader~The Legend of Citaqua~Ch 23
~The Legend of Citaqua~ Ch 23
“H-How did you…?”
Kiku placed a finger of over your lips to hush you.
“Not here,” he whispered.
Your chest tightened. Morra. Kiku knew about it, too. So it wasn’t just some ludicrous myth that Heracles had made up back at Issao. This part of the legend of Citaqua—or rather, its history—was being confirmed.
While trying to let this new realization settle in, Kiku led you to one of the sides far underneath the stairs that led to the tallest point in Caliger. It was here, he had briefly explained, that the monks slept. Compared to the sun-streaked skies parched w
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Germany x Reader ~The Weight of Porcelain~ Final
-Final-
The doctor placed his hand on your shoulder.
"__________, we have to go," he said checking his watch. "The barometer's dropping. There will be a cold fluctuation in the temperature soon."
You didn't move. You only remained kneeling by the place where Ludwig and Gilbert laid beside each other. Gilbird remained perched atop his old master's gravestone. He was always a smart little bird.
"Gilbert…" you murmured. "The last thing I said to you was that I hated you. I didn't mean that. I've always loved it when you…When you…That's funny. I can't remember. I can remember your voice. You were always so loud, and yet I
Germany x Reader The Weight of Porcelain
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Dragon!Norway x Reader x Dragon!Iceland ~Steamy~
~Steamy~
“__-______________, stay still,” your dragon instructed. “Please, it’ll only make it harder for me to—”
“Ah…! L-Lukas, it’s hot!” you squealed. As you said that, a viscous steaming-hot liquid began to creep up to your thighs, soaking you through and through and irritating your skin.
“Lukas, hurry,” Emil panted. “I’ll take her from behind. It’s going to shoot at any moment.”
“Lukas, I’m so wet…” you whimpered, feeling your body going limp. Exhausted from your efforts, your eyelids began to droop from expelling
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Estonia x Reader ~Catch~ Preview
Eduard shot up from his bed in a sudden jolt. He found it difficult to breathe. His heart was pounding. His forehead was breaking out in a cold sweat. It didn’t take long for him to come to the realization that what he had experienced had been more than a dream—it had been a nightmare.
It was in these sorts of times that Eduard was grateful for the world of the waking. In contrast to The Sea, reality could prove to be a contrastingly boring yet life-enriching dimension. During the time this thought processed through his brain, he had already gotten out of bed, and the A.I. had tucked each edge of the comforter under the mattress.
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Dragon!Denmark x Reader ~The Dragonsight~ 42
~Chapter 42~
Beyond the light veil of mostly undisturbed snow and dead leaves, a thin line jiggled its way through the white sheet like a worm burrowing horizontally through the surface. You were doing your best to keep up despite recovering but a few hours ago, now trudging after your guide in a similar manner as an elk drunk on fermented fruit. Your stability had improved since then, but you were still struggling to keep yourself in a straight line to minimize traveling distance.
At the same time, some of the questions that had otherwise lay dormant in your shaken mind finally came to fruition, most being about the fate of your traveling
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Magic Trio x Reader ~Camigani's Corner~ Prologue
Prologue
Something told you that you weren’t supposed to be here. It was out of place like a jigsaw puzzle from another box mixed in with another, or a brick sticking out of an otherwise flawless layout due to a rupture or tremor beneath the earth. The wind was out of tune, and the population of pedestrians and vehicles had vanished into thin air. From the other side of the foggy glass, a faint scent of incense leaked through the hidden cracks, and before you knew it, your feet had dragged you in the direction of the bell-hung door, through the jangling handle, and into the curious little shop known only by the faded lettering on the s