La Doncella (Knight!Spain x Reader) by UnluckyAmulet, literature
Literature
La Doncella (Knight!Spain x Reader)
Today was the big day.
Despite the abundance of banners, garlands, confetti and all manner of celebratory decoration about the village, the atmosphere was not a pleasant one. Tables stood groaning with the momentous weight of food stacked high atop them, the very best that the village had to offer. Not a bit of it had yet to be eaten. The air of fear about the place gave even these cheery accessories an uncomfortable edge, like the very air was turning it poisonous. Sour, like bad milk. Even the dazzling rays of the rising sun do nothing to dissipate the tension.
You, you are sweetly oblivious.
Mainly because you've been stuffed to the gil
Wake the Sleeping Dragon Epilogue- Norway x Reader by amayashi418, literature
Literature
Wake the Sleeping Dragon Epilogue- Norway x Reader
~ Oppvåknet ~
The full moon floated over Lunitaria, its pale, white light banishing the abyssal darkness of the night.
The land was quiet and calm,
Serene and tranquil.
Lunitaria slept blissfully.
. . .
Save for a certain frozen kingdom.
The soft sound of clothes ruffling together and the clicking of clasps and buttons echoed across the large room as a certain dragon began to dress himself for the upcoming day. Lukas held his head up high as he began to button up his collar and vest. He sighed, quickly belting his white trousers and tucking them into his boots. If there was one thing that he hated about being royalty, it was the
Hands Off [Spain||Antonio Carriedo] by KohakuButterfly, literature
Literature
Hands Off [Spain||Antonio Carriedo]
Warning - PG-13 themes
Boyfriend!Spain
Mommy!Reader
Chibi!Lovino
You moaned, arching your back and scratching your nails down your Spain boyfriend’s back. A low, guttural groan rumbled against your shoulder from him.
Yes – you two were doing the do.
Wasn’t the first time, wouldn’t be the last – but it was the first you’d done it while Lovino was home. You tended not to, because that child had the sharpest ears you’d ever known. Seriously – if you even softly kissed Antonio, Lovino would come storming into the room and tell him to get off of you.
The Song of May | France x Reader by xXSilveretteRoseXx, literature
Literature
The Song of May | France x Reader
The Song of May | France x Reader | Theme #20: Candy
Theme suggested by alpha-hvad. Thanks, love!
Against all odds, your restaurant has been thriving here on the busy streets of Paris.
When you’d first started this business, it was a tiny little bakery (Angedoré Sweets) and you were a young girl who’d just moved to France, chasing some wild dream in hopes it could actually come true—you wanted to somehow become a successful pastry chef in Paris, no less. But your mother encouraged you to follow these fantasies of yours with your fiery sense of determination after you graduated from culinary school with flying colors.
Pfeffernusse [Prussia x Reader] by lupus-astra, literature
Literature
Pfeffernusse [Prussia x Reader]
It is wondrously warm in his embrace and the last thing she wants to do is leave the bed.
"Guten morgen," he murmurs drowsily into her ear, voice hoarse from sleep as it coils around in her mind and reverberates in a most enchanting manner. His arms tighten around her waist from behind as his face snuggles between the crook of her neck and her shoulder, hot breath fanning against her skin. "Mmm...did you sleep well?"
"I'd sleep better without you snoring like a locomotive all night," she teases with a mock-sullen tone, hands sliding down to cover his own on her waist and rubbing her thumb against his rough skin. "Really, it sounds like the
Sugar Snow (CanadaxReader) by PrincessAutumnArcher, literature
Literature
Sugar Snow (CanadaxReader)
Your breath puffed out in little white clouds of vapour as you crouched behind a tree, stifling your giggles from streaming into the crisp Canadian air. As you flattened yourself as best you could against the broad trunk of the maple tree, you peeked quickly around the bark to catch a glimpse of Matthew walking naively past, whistling softly as he carried two buckets filled to the brim, one with packed snow and the other with boiling sap. Your smile spreading uncontrollably over your face, you knelt and scooped up a handful of fluffy white snow from the ground, patting it into a perfect sphere with your gloved hands; you waited patiently
Guardian Part 3: Male BelarusxReader by quantumLOCKED42, literature
Literature
Guardian Part 3: Male BelarusxReader
When school let out, Nikolai met (Name) at her locker as usual and the two left the building. This time, however, instead of heading to (Name)’s house, Nikolai took her to his.
(Name) stared up at the large old manor on the edge of town. “It’s huge!”
“Yeah,” Nikolai said. “It’s been in the family for a long time. Dmitri and Ivan should both still be gone for awhile. C’mon, we’ll head to the basement.”
The aforementioned basement was a large open space made up of individual sectioned-off rooms. (Name) couldn’t help but gape at the miniature-but
“Hello?... Hellooooooo…”
You kept calling out into the forest, each call sounding more hopeless than the last. That was the fifth time you tried calling out, but to no avail, there wasn’t a single soul in miles that could hear you. Nothing but trees as far as the eye could see. You let out a defeated sigh. You knew going into the forest was a bad idea, and yet you did it anyways. Never have you felt more stupid in your life. All your life you had been told to never enter these woods that happened to be not too far from your house. Finally, now that you were much older, you thought you could go in without any tr
Riddle Me This (Norway x Reader) by Ally1001, literature
Literature
Riddle Me This (Norway x Reader)
Pottertalia AU
.:Norway x Ravenclaw!Reader:.
...
Stepping out into the chilly air of the courtyard with a few friends, you shivered. The Scottish autumn had settled in nicely, and though you appreciated the scenery, the cold air tended to be a bit unforgiving.
"Oh! I forgot my scarf, you guys." You let your friends know, and they turned their heads back slightly to look at you. Arthur, a Slytherin, furrowed his thick brows at you before speaking.
"Again, (y/n)? You've got to remember that thing, you'll catch cold otherwise-" The Brit began, before he was cut off by the loud voice of your other friend, Alfred.
"That's okay, (y/n), I'll r