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"It's alright..." You heard someone whisper and run their hands through your hair. You sniffed a few time as tears poured down your face, though you couldn't recall why you were crying. "You're okay..." There was a second voice, this one more feminine. You vaguely recall hearing that voice from somewhere before. You even remember the tone. Memories of your childhood came flooding back and more tears fell from your face. The hand stopped petting you and wiped a few tears away. "Hush dear, you'll be fine..." The first voice said with sadness. This one you didn't know, and yet it was comforting. The persons hand resumed it's petting, "I promise.

There was a gentle pat on your back. That was all it took. You pulled back you dark brown hair and another round of vomit came up from your throat. It burned as it came, considering you had avoided eating to prevent yourself from getting too sick. But the perpetual swaying of the truck as it turned the corners of the mountain was too much and you had demanded that Alfred pull over. After seeing your distressed face he pulled over almost immediately and let you out. From beside you there was a quiet shushing coming from the blond haired man who had kidnapped you. He caressed your back and whispered words of comfort. You hated that. You hated h

Rain, it was raining again. For the third day in a row since those convicts escaped from prison. Three days since Alfred had escaped. Now he was coming for you. You held your legs up close to your chest and took a sip of the tea Oliver had made. The china felt nice in yours hands, warming them. You rubbed a finger over the cup. A deep breath, the scent of chamomile and lemon. If your oldest brother had put blood in the tea it escaped you, due to the masking of  the smell and taste of metal. Though you didn't really doubt he put just a bit in, if not out of habit than anything else. "Poppet~ I made cookies~" Olive called with the obvious cheer

Mine Demon!Prussia X Reader Chapter 1 ~~~ Author's Note!: So I posted a journal a few nights ago about wanting to make a Prussia X Reader and Demon won! So here we are! I LOVE Demon!Prussia so I'm gonna enjoy making this! X3 OK so this will take place in olden times, like when cities and stuff were called villages, women wore dresses everywhere, and people bathed in their underwear. I'm not going to have it all be in Shakespear writing, don't worry. XD So let's hop to it! ~~~ The mayor of a little town called 'Shadowhall' sauntered back and forth in his office. Sweat covered his forehead as he felt his heart thump quickly. Oh he was in troubl

"Where is she?!" The platinum blond screamed, violently slamming the terrified brunette against the cold, stone wall and pressing the metal blade dangerously close to his neck. Lithuania's deep blue eyes widened in fright at the look of absolute insanity on Belarus's face. It vaugly reminded him of the look Belarus used to have whenever he was around his big sister, Russia. Only this look was much more terrifying. Lithuania didn't want to betray you and tell Belarus where you lived, but he also wanted to survive; the Lithuanian knew perfectly well that Belarus wouldn't hesitate to slit his throat, nor would he mind have Lithuania's blood on

9 hours, 57 minutes, and 4 seconds. That was how long the platinum blonde had been sitting against the wall, living in his thoughts, a bottle of vodka held loosely in his hand. He'd first gotten into the alcoholic drink when he found out it was big sister Russia's favorite. She had been his obsession at the time, and thus, he'd done whatever he could to forge a connection with her. Of course, she wasn't his obsession now, but his addiction to vodka wasn't going to fade away anytime soon. And the fact that he couldn't stop thinking about you certainly wasn't helping. His chest tightened as he thought about you. You were his current obsessio