You just woke up next to me naked! Using only 3 words, what would you say to me?
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Bitemarks - Dark!Cannibal!Russia x Reader Part 4You woke the next morning to a room decorated blood red and death black, taking a moment to wonder why it wasn’t your own room. Remembrance of the past three days made bile rise in your throat, and you desperately closed your eyes, trying to block out everything.Bitemarks - Dark!Cannibal!Russia x Reader Part 4 by KaijinKyn
This wasn’t happening.
This wasn’t how things were supposed to be.
A knock at the door pulled you out of your self-denial.
“Ah, miss (f/n)? Are you awake?” Toris. You opted for silence and hoped he would go away. “M-Miss (f/n)?”
Toris stared worriedly at the door. Nothing. He gave a resigned sigh and turned away, heading for the dining room.
Five whole minutes passed before there was another knock at the door.
“Hm~ Sunflower, are you awake yet?” You buried your face in the pillow, seriously debating suffocating yourself. “Sun-flow-eeer~” The door unlocked and opened, and two arms wrapped around your waist.
“Wake up, подсо
Sick!Child!AmericaXReader- SuperpowersSick!Child!AmericaXReader- Superpowers by The-Amazing-Kay
(AN: This is not intended to be USUK. It is meant to be two brothers. That's all.)
You weren't exactly the most pleasant of Nurses working at the hospital. It wasn't that you were rude to the patients or anything, it was just that you really hated your job, and it was extremely stressful having to care for all the whining elders in the Elderly ward, who called you about every five minutes to complain about how their pillow wasn't fluffed right, or their frozen dinner didn't come with mashed potatoes. You had been working towards your doctor degree, but out of the blue your Aunt had died, and your family had to spend all of the money on life insurance, blah, blah, blah. Now you were just trying to make a living at St. Annes Hospital, working mostly in the elderly ward.
So, needless to say, when your boss called you into his office to discuss something, you were hoping and pray
EnglandXReader- Too much LabourEnglandXReader- Too much Labour by Cyndyrellah
Too much Labour.
"Shut up! I'm pushing...!"
"There! The cradle looks great! Good job, Arthy!" you said idly walking towards your husband and giving him a well done pat on the back. You smiled happily.
"That is a bloody heavy cradle, what is it made out of, cement?" Arthur groaned in restrain. "Thank god that's done, it's really hard to push it alone." he sighed in relief.
"I told you, I could of helped!" you whined in protest. Jeez, this Brit was so stubborn!
He looked at you and chuckled. "Love, you look like your about to burst-" he stifled a laugh "you're practically 9 months! Maybe a little less but still, a pregnant woman-"
"'like you shouldn't be doing such thing as it's bad for you and our baby-' Arthur, you think I don't know?" you pouted. Just because you were pregnant, heavily pregnant for that matter, didn't mean you were disabled or something!
Arthur was really... Really protecti
Not much to hell lol|
Current Residence: In the insanity in Ohio
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Personal Quote: Real power is when you surpass your own desires to protect something precious.