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Hong KongxReader Snake Eyes Olivine

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Hetalia Country Crossing Crossover-7

Day 32: The City (Part 2) "Two tickets to The Marquee, please!" Mei said holding up two fingers to the obstructed glass window that sat in front of the entrance to the stage. "Which show would you like to see today?" the unseen person asked you. "Our shows of this season feature: anger, shock, laughter, and surprise." "What sort of show names are those?" you wondered aloud. "Oh! Why don't we choose laughter?" Mei suggested. "We're bound to get some sort of entertainment from that one!" "Sure, why not?" you shrugged unsure of what to make of these shows. After Mei paid for your tickets, the two of you went inside the darkened theater hal

Hetalia Country Crossing Crossover

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Norway x Reader ~Doppio~

~Doppio~ Two shots every time. One tap, two. Mind and body. Souls were up in the air. He wasn’t sure if he possessed one himself. Time had weathered his core and his spirits dry. Hard spirits gave a kick that pushed his head over the edge and spilled out in more ways than one. He quit after enough was enough. Glass traded for thick porcelain though the shots kept coming. Two shots for every round. One. Two. One. Two. In. Out. Bang. Hard-wired that he was, his heart was used to the rush. The shots kept coming. Tap. Bang. Another round. Bitter. Black. Blood. It flowed through his veins, piping hot, smoking from the valves. Pump and pre

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Turkey x OC ~The King of Larks~

~The King of Larks~ Caterina couldn’t remember the last time her feet touched the earth. She couldn’t even remember how long she had been held captive here. “Out…” the breath of a whisper drifted past her lips. “I want out…” So this is what it was like to be the prisoner. She couldn’t complain since the Crows weren’t holding her, but this was no way to be held captive, either. It was in her blood to be out in the open. The birdcage was beginning to suffocate her. A door creaked not too far off into the distance. The king had returned. “How’s my little Lark doing?&r

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