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Daddy!EnglandxMummy!Reader - Fireworks NightYou snuggled into the thickest, longest [f/c] scarf you had, gloved hands idly playing with its woollen tassels. Somehow, you had been lumbered with responsibility of guarding your table, with the specific instruction to 'ensure other sods don't go pinching it'.Daddy!EnglandxMummy!Reader - Fireworks Night by ~DocileGloom
By table, it was actually some rickety old wooden bench that had seen better days. Over the years you had spent living in the English countryside, you'd learned that all benches in beer gardens were of a similar condition. But still, it was better than having to stand for hours with the other spectators that had come to the Queen's Head for the fireworks display. And with at least a
Daddy!AmericaXMommy!Reader (request)((WARNING: CONTAINS LARGE AMOUNTS OF FLUFF!!!))Daddy!AmericaXMommy!Reader (request) by ~ArtisticallyLiterate
Alfred smiled and looked down at the little boy sleeping in his arms, rocking him gently in hopes of getting him back to sleep, humming a soft tune to him as he thought about the months he had missed.
Just a few weeks after you had given birth to little ________, Alfred had had to leave because of the ongoing war, and would have to be gone several months. You had been so strong, you hadn't cried, you had wanted to, but you hadn't, and he was so proud of you for it, and he was proud of you for holding it all together on your own, and staying strong for both him and the little guy.
Alfred had g
2p!Japan X Reader2p!Japan X Reader2p!Japan X Reader by ~memowkitty
You stood nevously outside the tattoo parlor, it was your 18th birthday and you could finally get a tattoo. As you opened the door the bell above made a light 'ding' sound, a woman with many tattoos on her arms greeted you.
"Welcome to Ink, what kind of tattoo would you like?" she asked kindly and you fiddled with the paper that had you zodiac symbol printed onto it.
"I wanted my zodiac symbol on my arm" you listend to the buzzing of the needle, most of the seat were taken except on in the back.
"Alright, follow me please" she led you back towards the seat, closing the curtain once you sat down. You nearly ripped the pap
CanadaxDepressed!Reader: Close Your Eyes"It's morning," he tells you, as if it isn't obvious enough with the sunlight streaming in through the curtains, and the birds chirping so loudly they could wake the dead.CanadaxDepressed!Reader: Close Your Eyes by ~livewithout
You keep your eyes closed, focusing on the dark and hoping you might fall asleep again. "I don't want to move."
"It's almost seven. You're going to be late." He stands, the bed creaking under the shift in weight, and his footsteps thud away. You hear him shuffling around for a minute before coming back to sit down on the edge of the bed. He takes your face in his hands and plants a soft kiss on your cheek. "Come on. Let's go."
You shake your head slowly. "I can't." It ta
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