Have You Seen This Girl? PrussiaxReader by SpiceCat7, literature
Literature
Have You Seen This Girl? PrussiaxReader
Prussia x Reader
Have you seen this girl?
After Gilbert adopted the girl at the orphanage he felt whole once more. Nothing made him feel more complete than she. But alas she was mortal and he was not, and all the warning he was given by his friends came back to haunt him. She passed away and he was back to being an empty shell once again.
More time began to pass and he went back to his habits he had before his little girl came into his life, which of course was drinking and spending his money on careless sex with prostitutes. Although his friends were a little put off they decided he was going back to his old self that sat in his brot
The Lonely Side Prussia x Child!Reader by SpiceCat7, literature
Literature
The Lonely Side Prussia x Child!Reader
The Lonely side
Prussia x Child! Reader
Gilbert always seemed like someone who was very popular that everyone knew, some found annoying, and others found attractive. But what they never really knew about the once great kingdom was that he was lonely as he could be. For he would spend his days with either his laptop or his only two friends, no one ever really cared about the person inside, just the shell he was trapped in.
Around this same time a little girl who was no more than four was dropped off at an orphanage by her mother while she slept. The poor child had no idea what she was about to encounter. She was small, frail, and would
Kawaii~ Karneval Yogi x Reader by star4848, literature
Literature
Kawaii~ Karneval Yogi x Reader
"{Naaaaaaame}-chan!"
The young {Haircolor} girl looked up to see the blonde running through the ship towards her and Nai. Nai Grinned, waving wildly at him, "Yogi-kun!" Yogi smiled back, "Hey!"
He turned toward {Name} with a cute smile, she fought a blush trying to work its way to her cheeks. Standing up, she brushed down the knee high sun dress she wore, "H-Hi Yogi-kun!" She smiled.
He got up close to her, holding his hands behind his back. She looked at him curiously, "What do you got there?" She asked, trying to look around the tall blonde. He simply laughed, ruffling her hair affectionately before actually blushing himself.
"W-Well,
Prize: Sweet!Devil!America X Reader -My Girl- by sy62697, literature
Literature
Prize: Sweet!Devil!America X Reader -My Girl-
Notes:
-This is the reward for the second place winner for a contest :3 All dat good shtuff will be the description. The second place winner requested a Sweet!Devil!America reader insert that had fluff ^^ I hope this is good enough ^^
*I do NOT own Hetalia, the Characters, or the Reader! I only own the plot and do NOT plan on making profit! The only payment I require is happy readers~ and comments*
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You were a pretty normal girl with fairly indifferent life; you were on your way to a steady education and job, you had supportive parents and friends, and there was nothing very unique about you. You went to school like most people, and you we
King!Demon!AmericaXReader ~ P.11 by GizmoJax, literature
Literature
King!Demon!AmericaXReader ~ P.11
Sharply tossed on the bed, you rolled and bounced, almost flipping to the floor.
You dragged yourself up and sat your back against the headboard, drawing in a hoarse breath. Yao was coming and you just had to wait. Leon half leaned against the wall, staring at the door. He had been less than gentle once you were out of Yao’s vision.
With a soft sigh, you looked to the fire that cracked against the far wall. Long shadows danced from the fire that licked high and hot.
Leon opened the door and slipped out into the hallway. Yao replaced him, but certainly didn’t look as annoyed.
“You’re
Connection - Jean x Tsun!Reader x Marco - SHORT by cherrypikkins, literature
Literature
Connection - Jean x Tsun!Reader x Marco - SHORT
---Connection---
"You have got to be shitting me."
Jean's face was flaring with angry embarrassment. Marco was standing next to him, not nearly as incensed, but blushing an equally deep shade of red.
You stood exactly two steps away from them, grinning with mad glee.
The air was filled with a crisp winter chill. Donning thick cloaks, the three of you had been walking along the path, up the snowy hill towards the barracks. Just as you had been about to pass underneath an ice-covered archway, you spotted something hanging above and did your best to warn the two boys.
But it was too late. By the time Jean and Marco had stopped and turne