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WW2 Hetalia Style: Ch 1 Mission Start up!France: I missed you all so much!WW2 Hetalia Style: Ch 1 Mission Start up! by LunaDionxi
Me: Sorry I Haven't been posting much T-T I hope this makes up for it!
France: You *points* ! You've been denying me the love of the readers! *hisses*
Me: .I own nothing .
"Why the hell am I tied to a chair?" I growled.
"Guys she's awake!" A voice called.
"We heard you git!" Another more British voice yelled.
When the five figures came into view I nearly killed over. "Oh you've got to be kidding me!" I yelled rocking the chair.
" Mon angelina just answer a few questions for us, oui ?" France smiled caressing my cheek.
"Don't touch her you wanker!" Britain yelled "She's probably one of them!"
" 'Them'? Oh you mean the Axis?" I asked.
"Is that a yes?" Russia smiled, pipe at hand.
"No." I said calmly.
"Then where are you from, aru?" China asked.
" What? Can't you tell? But pssh America wouldn't know where, course not." I rolled my eyes.
CastielxReader: Hard Not To Love*****WARNING: This takes place after season 8 and Castiel is indeed Human. May include blood and totally cute and lost angel-human. So sorry if my characterization of Cas in this isn't like him! Enjoy!!!*****CastielxReader: Hard Not To Love by absentrapper
His eyes were bright, brighter than you had seen them in a long time. You smiled back at him. It felt nice to see him smile after so much pain he had endured; it felt as if your angel was back. Then you watched him look away; his blue eyes were soon glazed over as Cas lost himself to his thoughts and memories.
You sighed sadly, stepping away from the kitchen window as you began cleaning left over dishes. You weren’t unhappy or hurt at all when Cas decided to sit in the garden all day and tortured himself for being human; at least that’s what you tried to convince yourself.
You remember watching the night all the angels fell from heaven; you had seen the beauty and sheer horror of it all. And you knew that the same event was what Castiel was thinking of that exact momen
Mycroft Holmes x Reader - My DarlingMycroft rolled over in bed with a quiet groan. It was far too early to be awake, but he could have sworn he heard crying. You were still curled up tight under the blankets, mouth slightly parted as you slept. You hair was a mess and he thought he spotted some drool on your chin, but you were still his beautiful wife.Mycroft Holmes x Reader - My Darling by Caligo-Loki-Love
He was about to wrap himself around you and just go back to sleep when he heard whimpers and cries. Mycroft couldn't ignore it this time. He definitely heard it. Carefully creeping out of bed so as not to disturb you, he slipped out of your bedroom and into the nursery.
There inside the crib was three-month old (Daughter's Name), wriggling around, red faced and crying. He reached in, cautiously lifting the little baby up and out and to his chest. With one hand behind her head, the other placed at her back, Mycroft rocked the little girl in his arms and shushed her.
After just a few minutes, she had calmed down, reveling in her daddy's touch. Mycroft chuckled quietly to him