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EnglandxMale!Merman!Reader Part 1 by maniac19, literature

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EnglandxMale!Merman!Reader Part 1

I sighed deeply gazing out at the stormy night. I don't know why I agreed to this trip. Oh, wait, I remember now... When my cousins invited me come along and rent a four-bedroom beach house for the summer, my first instinct was to get away from my insufferable brothers. It sounded nice at the time; ninety-eight days without my four brothers insulting me or hitting me or ruining any chances I may have at enjoying myself. It was only once I arrived at the beach house that I remembered my cousins are almost as infuriating. Mathew is the least of my trouble; aside from his obsession with pancakes and how violent he gets during a hockey game, he

Russia x Child!Male Reader~ Part 1 by BlueRoseNekoShion, literature

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Russia x Child!Male Reader~ Part 1

Russia x Child!Male Reader ~Part 1 A baby, just a little over a week old was swaddled up in blankets and had a huge [f/c] crochet blanket atop him. That baby’s name was [f/n] and he was crying, because he was hungry. Russia just happened to see the crying baby as he walked out of the house, as he had planned to go walk in the snow. “Oh, I wonder who left this poor baby out here?” Russia asked himself as he picked up the woven basket, he notices that there is a note attached to the basket so he decides to read it. Dear Mister or Mistress, Please take care of my son. His name is [F/n] [Mi/n] [L/n] and by the time you will have

Male!ReaderxRussia--Alone Part 4 FINAL by maniac19, literature

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Male!ReaderxRussia--Alone Part 4 FINAL

YOUR POV ----------------------------------------------------------- It's been nearly two months since I took Russia into my house. Since then, I'm happy to say he's made a lot of progress in his recovery. Looking at him now, it's almost hard to believe that he's the same man I brought here forty five days ago. Actually, he's the spitting image of the man whom I was so furious with about five months ago. Only this man is different than the one who I left crying on the floor of his house. He suddenly seems so much less intimidating and those smiles don't seem so forced or faked like they use to. Actually, he seems like an actual human being.

Male!ReaderxRussia--Alone Part 2 by maniac19, literature

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Male!ReaderxRussia--Alone Part 2

Before that week was done, the Russian troops were gone. (Country name) was once again peaceful and happy as it should be. The only thing different now was a lack of Russia's absence. Even before the trades began, I could often spot a Russian merchant ship sailing on the water at least once a week. But now it seems as though Russia dropped off the face of the earth. Not that I care; just one less country to cause me any trouble. TIME SKIP ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Three months passed since then, and Russia still remained quiet. I was rather enjoying it, and the World Conference meetings seemed a lot less stressful without the

Male!ReaderxRussia--Alone by maniac19, literature

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Male!ReaderxRussia--Alone

Problems, problems, problems, the world gives me nothing but problems! My name is _______ _______, the personification of the island nation of (Country name). My home is located a ways off the coast of Latvia in the Baltic Sea. On a clear day, you can stand of the southern beaches of the island and see the coast of Gotland on the horizon. My nation may be small, but the people who call this place home, myself included, are a strong, sturdy people. We have to be; it hails bullets from September to November, it snows blankets from December to February, it rains buckets from March to May, and the sun blisters and burns from June to August. Yet,