Moulin RougexSherlock(Johnlock) - 2 by CountrygalxHetalia, literature
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Moulin RougexSherlock(Johnlock) - 2
John was dragged along into the Moulin Rouge and couldn’t find words to describe the scene around him. Somewhere in the distance amongst the cat calls and shouts and the songs, he could hear Mycroft Holmes, and he just knew it was him, shouting, “The Moulin Rouge!” John turned in circles, trying to take in everything and keep up with the Greg and the others without losing his top hat.
Mycroft Holmes and his infamous dancers. They called them his "Diamond Dogs."
The man’s jaw dropped as he saw the men and women walk out from behind a set of mirrors, the ladies with their colorful skirts lifted high above their waist
Moulin RougexSherlock(Johnlock) - 1 by CountrygalxHetalia, literature
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Moulin RougexSherlock(Johnlock) - 1
1900
There was a boy, a very strange, enchanted boy. They say he wandered very far, very far over land and sea. A little shy and sad of eye but very wise was he... And then one day, one magic day, he passed my way and while we spoke of many things. Fools and kings. This he said to me... 'The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love...and be loved in return.'
John Watson sat against a wall in his small, dark, cluttered room, drowning in the bottle clutched loosely in his hand. His picked his head up from where it lay in his folded arms, leaning it back against the wall. His blue eyes were dark, swallowed by sorrow as he looked aroun
Pirate!EnglandxReader - Cruisin' (Prologue) by CountrygalxHetalia, literature
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Pirate!EnglandxReader - Cruisin' (Prologue)
She was gone again this morning. I dont know why, I never do, all I know is that she was there last night and now she is gone. We had battled enemy ships the night before and every single detail of her lovely face has been etched into my memory. Battered and bruised, her lip was bleeding and her hair had been chopped short. I hated seeing all that beautiful hair gone, but it was to save her life so I supposed I could live with it. She was shouting and cheering along with the rest of my crew as we drove them back onto their own vessles. She found me and nearly knocked us both to the floor, kissing me passionately in her excitement.
We staye
blind!ReaderxFrancis: Unseen Love - Epilogue by CountrygalxHetalia, literature
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blind!ReaderxFrancis: Unseen Love - Epilogue
“Chérie! Je suis à la maison! (I’m home!)” I looked up from my notebook and smiled as Francis walked into the living room. I looked him up and down, never resisting the urge to look at every inch of him. “‘Ello amour,” he said as he walked over to me. I stretched, letting my legs take up more of the couch where I was lounging.
“Hello dear,” I mumbled, yawning as he sat down beside me. He rested a hand on my slightly swollen stomach and kissed my cheek.
“Guess who ‘as decided to invite ‘imself over?” he muttered softly, tracing my h
blind!ReaderxFrancis Love Unseen 9 by CountrygalxHetalia, literature
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blind!ReaderxFrancis Love Unseen 9
It was… dark. It was just like any other time I’d opened my eyes after the accident. I blinked a couple of times before slumping forward and running my fingers over my temples. I felt a hand rub my back before Mr. Smith spoke up.
“Give it a moment dear,” he said softly. I took a deep breath and nodded. I kept my eyes open as I turned my head, begging silently for anything to light up. Nothing. I could feel tears bubbling in my eyes and I tried to blink them away. I wanted to just be alone. I felt like I was drowning in the darkness, but there was something that was keeping me afloat. I gasped as I re
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Alfred breathed in deeply through his nose as he kissed Arthur. He reached around the blonde and wrapped his arms around his back as the Brit carefully straddled his lap. Arthur sighed and gently cupped either of the American’s jaw, his fingertips ever so slightly brushing against the hair at the nape of his neck. Alfred could feel the Englishman smiling against the kiss and he ran his nails lightly over his back. When they were together it was warm, and
blind!ReaderxFrancis: Love Unseen 8 by CountrygalxHetalia, literature
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blind!ReaderxFrancis: Love Unseen 8
The next few days were rather quiet. I had Francis’ help filling out the paperwork that his father had had emailed to him. I was also given a small bottle of drops to put in my eyes three times a day until the surgery. They were supposed to help with the scarring so my eyesight would be a little better if the surgery worked.
All of the boys visited for a little bit each day and I only had two calls from the hospital to let me know he was doing fine and was sure to wake up soon. I visited him the day before my surgery. Everything had been finalized and I was nervous and anxious. Francis had come with me to see him. The
FrUK: Aristocat 4 by CountrygalxHetalia, literature
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FrUK: Aristocat 4
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Francis, Arthur and the kittens all swayed along with the motion of the small truck as he rumbled along. It drove through the country side and over a small river as Arthur looked around. He spotted a large container in the back and grinned.
“Anyone for breakfast?” he asked the kittens. They all looked at him, eyes wide and mouths watering.
“What breakfast?” Alfred asked, hoping onto his hind legs for a moment. “Where is it?” Michelle pushed. Arthur chuckled.
“Right under that magic carpet,” he told them, gesturing to the cov
Tino kissed Peter’s forehead and told him goodnight and watched as Berwald did the same. They waved to him before walking out the door and closing it silently behind them. The small micronation tossed and turned, trying to find a comfortable spot to sleep but failing. He sighed and flopped back into his pillows. Maybe he could go get Berwald and get him to read him a bedtime story. He contemplated the idea of going to get one of his parents, but stopped as he heard a light, soft tune playing outside his door.
He laid very still against his mattress, listening to the older, traditional Scandinavian music that was making
ScotlandxReader: For The First Time by CountrygalxHetalia, literature
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ScotlandxReader: For The First Time
She's all laid up in bed with a broken heart, while I'm drinking jack all alone in my local bar, and we don't know how. How we got into this mad situation, only doing things out of frustration.
Trying to make it work but man these times are hard
Allistor sighed as he slumped onto his usual bar stool. He ran a hand through his red hair, clenching his fingers before looking up. He nodded to the slim man behind the bar and a dusty bottle was set in front of him. He thanked him and twisted top off with ease. He took a swing of the liquid and savored the burn the alcohol left in his throat. He rested his hand in his cheek and scrunched