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Request - England x OC by Storm-Depomiere, literature

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Request - England x OC

It was Friday. Isabel sat playing with her long brown hair. She was at school and it was lunch. She sat next to Kiku, the japanese exchange student, and Feliciano (or Feli), the Italian student who had moved to the city a few years ago. They were waiting for Arthur, the english transfer whom Isabel had a small crush on but also hated at times. It was complicated. They loved the same music and both were fairly alternative but he was... popular for lack of a better word. His last girlfriend hated Isabel and he thankfully dumped her after she called her a pig, but it hurt Isabel nontheless. Arthur walked into the canteen, his boots clunking wit

Origin - Commission by Storm-Depomiere, literature

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Origin - Commission

Drakara sat at the kitchen table groaning. Another call from his sisters school. “She needs to wear shoes” “Her behaviour is unacceptable” He had to leave class early to pick her up for the third time this month. Jaiya was always difficult, but the death of their parents took a toll on her the most, being only young at the time. Drakara had to pick up the slack and a part time job just to keep their apartment. It was now 3pm meaning the middle child, Khoyo, was due home soon from school. He would be cooking dinner that night while Drakara was working as a waiter. “Yo!” this came from Khoyo. He wandered

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Punk!England X Punk!Reader: Feelings by Storm-Depomiere, literature

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Punk!England X Punk!Reader: Feelings

Punks. They were trouble. Kinda. He definitely wasn't. If he wasn't a punk, she didn't know what he was. He wore black and boots. Well, she did too not that he knew. Or cared. You sat in your last lesson of the day, daydreaming about the hot punk boy, Arthur. He was tall, blond, had green eyes, was kind to everyone and could play guitar. He had ear piercings, a lip piercing and, legend says he has a tattoo of a guitar. You, on the other hand, only had lobe piercings and definitely no tattoos. You did dress punk outside of school but no one really knew that except for your friend Louise. This particular lesson was maths. Boring. But it gave

Prussia X Reader .:Commission:. by Storm-Depomiere, literature

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Prussia X Reader .:Commission:.

Gilbert walked into the restaurant, wearing his freshly ironed waiters uniform. His silver hair sat messily on his head and his ruby eyes scanned the room slowly. He had been working at Francis' restaurant for almost two years, since he left high school. He had made friends, lost friends and maintained friendships. He had also just broken up with his Hungarian girlfriend, Elizaveta. Before Gilbert got to work, Francis had stopped him to tell him something. “Ah, Gilbert, we have a new waitress, 'er name is [Your name].” “Zhat name sounds familiar... I know her” Gilbert hadn't realised that you a girl until after she

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Prussia X Reader .:Commission:. by Storm-Depomiere, literature

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Prussia X Reader .:Commission:.

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~15~ Luna del Mar (Pirate!England/BTT x Reader) by Misamie, literature

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~15~ Luna del Mar (Pirate!England/BTT x Reader)

𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 15 - 𝒶 𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝓋𝑜𝓎𝒶𝑔𝑒 Despite the still evident discontentedness Arthur projected, your voyage continued, with your destination marked past the hostile waters. The ships had received the reparations that they had desperately needed and, upon your insistence, additional sails and planks of sturdy wood were delivered into the holds of each vessel. Your shoulder still ached and occasionally kept you from the more expecting menial labour, under the watchful eye of your first mate there was little you could do to properly assist your crew. As such, the only hinderances to your travels were insignificant, Arthur, unable to come up with any further excuses, was forced to sail with your fleet directly after the week of reparations. However, as soon as the ships were safely upon open sea, the pirate captains abandoned their vessels in favour of yours. Between the frequent guests you were receiving and the continuous glares of a distrustful crew, exhaustion slowly started chipping away at