Scotland x Reader - To Love a Broken Woman CH18 by mizoriechan, literature
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Scotland x Reader - To Love a Broken Woman CH18
To Love a Broken Woman
Scotland x Reader
Chapter 18
WARNING: This chapter of To Love a Broken Woman contains some sensitive material related to self-harm, specifically cutting. Reader discretion is advised.
DISCLAIMER: The author of this story does not in any way condone the act of rape or acts of self-harm.
The visitation room that Natalia and Katyusha entered was cold against their bare legs, but they had endured much worse and were not bothered by the chilly air that nipped at their skin as they waited silently for the brother to be brought into the room by a pair of prison guards.
“Brother!” Natalia shouted as he w
ScotlandxReader: Missing You by mikmik121, literature
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ScotlandxReader: Missing You
Taking a few cautionary steps forward through the woods, you peered through the leaves of the bushes. "Iain! Arthur! Come out, come out, wherever you are~!"
A sudden snap and thud brought you into attentiveness. Looking back to where you heard the noise, you saw little Arthur with the green cloak over his head, dusting himself off with tears threatening.
His knees and elbows were scraped up and his face had dirt covering it. Moving quickly to the small boy's aid, you wiped the dirt away,"_-_________...I-Iain w-was b-being a-a meany and s-scared me a-and made me fall f-from the tree...!" He started sobbing, running into
Scotland X Reader- Friends Don't by lasmn18, literature
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Scotland X Reader- Friends Don't
Disclaimer: I own neither Hetalia nor you One day that'll change One day
When someone phones your house at two in the morning, that someone won't be telling you something you like.
You knew this to be a fact Which was why you contemplated letting the call go to the answering machine. You had been in the middle of a nice, restful slumber when that damn shrill ringing woke you. Even if you did pick up the call, you would sound far too grouchy to make any civil conversation.
Don't answer you repeated in your head, like a mantra. Don't answer. Don't answer. Don't answer.
But, when your imagination led you to thi
Request: ScotlandxReader by Frank-A-Lanka, literature
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Request: ScotlandxReader
"______! Wake up! We're at Glasgow!" your father said as he shook your shoulder. You slowly sat up and rubbed the sleep out of your eyes. The carriage bumped and you gripped the side. You and your father were traveling to Glasgow, Scotland. Your father needed new horses to breed on his horse farm. You were excited. It was the first time your father let you come with him to the Glasgow Fair in ten years. You tried to forget why he wouldn't let you come anymore.
You were 14 when it happened, ten years ago. You used to go to the Glasgow Fair with your father every year then. And every year, the boy was there. Gavyn; the crimson-haired, green ey
ScotlandxReader - Just Shut... by what-the-crapola, literature
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ScotlandxReader - Just Shut...
Scotland x Reader - Just Shut Up And Kiss Me
You're too loud, I'm so hyper
On paper we're a disaster
~Shut up and Kiss me by Orianthi
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Arthur glanced nervously from you to his brother, Iain. Unconsciously gulping, he proceeded to clear his throat, getting the two to shift their glares towards him.
"If...that is, IF you two are done with whatever it is you've been up to, do you think we could proceed with the task in hand?" As afraid as he was of both [Name] and Iain's tempers, he'd know better than to admit it. Iain nudged his glasses up, and you huffed, and clenching your jaw, turned around
ScotlandxReader::Give Me Love by PurpleFlowerRibbons, literature
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ScotlandxReader::Give Me Love
Scotland x Reader
Give Me Love
songfic
One month. It has been one month since he saw you. It's been one month since he ran his fingers through your silky (h/c) hair. It's been one month since he's felt your soft, plump lips against his. It's been one month since he felt your perfect body against his. It's been one month since he's said, "I love you."
Give me love like her,
'Cause lately I've been waking up alone,
Paint splattered teardrops on my shirt,
Told you I'd let them go,
And that I'll fight my corner,
Maybe tonight I'll call ya,
After my blood turns into alcohol,
No, I j
ScotlandxReader: Too Good For You by mikmik121, literature
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ScotlandxReader: Too Good For You
Scotland rolled over in his sheets, the sunlight beginning to stream through the translucent navy curtains. Sure they kept the room darker than when they were open but the light of the coming day seemed to shine much brighter.
Turning his head, red hairs falling over his face and covering his green eyes as he searched for the clock. The hair in his face was slicked back by his own hand, making the numbers. 'Tis ainlie seven,' he thought in frustration, rolling to his back and re-slicking his hair.
His green eyes shut once more, an aggravated breath escaping his lips. Last night, his little brother was dragged home, drun
REQUEST: ScotlandxReader- I just do by Matsuri212, literature
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REQUEST: ScotlandxReader- I just do
You watched Allistor throw darts at the picture of France. You really didn't mind France when he wasn't acting like a pervert and when he wasn't flirting with girls, but for some reason Allistor wasn't very fond of him.
"That damn bastard " he said as he went up to the pictures and took the darts that stayed where France's head and eyes would be. He still had that same cigarette in his mouth for over 10 minutes and his auburn hair was all messed up.
"Hey Allistor?.." you said, sitting on a chair behind him. He turned around to face you and his green eyes showed the hate he had for France. "Yeah, what is it _________?" he asked. "How
ScotlandxReader - Bed Sheet by DocileGloom, literature
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ScotlandxReader - Bed Sheet
In the midst of a bright winter's morning a young woman stood by her bedroom window, looking at the snowy landscape as if the sight was foreign to her. The wind had a particular bite to it that morning. So chilly was the air that it seeped through her nightdress and diffused into her skin, causing her breathing to deepen from the sudden shock to her body. She shivered a little and ran her hands along her arms in an attempt to warm herself up, but alas it was to no avail. Still though, the morning was particularly spectacular to behold, and she did not wish to go back to bed just yet. The highlands were beautiful this time of year. The sky was
The moment the screen went black, you nearly screamed. Curse this bloody storm! Because of it, the paper you'd written about 'Scottish men and their kilts' was now completely gone.
'Dammit!' You thought, wishing to tear out your hair. 'I knew I should have saved it!'
Thinking quickly, you called up the only country you knew would have the proper information about such a thing. Scotland.
Who else?
Luckily, the phone lines weren't dead yet, so as the line on the other end began to ring, you sighed with relief. This paper was due monday, and you'd been so busy having fun with other countries and your friends, you totally forgot. So now it w