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I walked down the worn out path that weaved and tangled around the cemetery. I was nervous to be in there, I wasn't even supposed to be allowed, as this was military soil, but nobody notices when you transmute yourself a hole in the fence large enough for a body. I made my way carefully, making the usual trek to his grave stone. It was calm outside, the gentle autumn breeze blowing some longer strands of hair into my face. He would have loved to see this day. I smiled softly to myself when I saw it finally come into view. I set down my guitar next to the stone and smiled sadly at the name etched into it. He was such a wonderful man, he loved

 [Nordic’s POV] “I raised you didn’t I?” Norway looked at his younger brother. “Are you calling me a girl?” Iceland looked at Norway. “I won’t if you call me big brother.” Norway threw in as Iceland ignored him. “Come on, Iceland. Big brother.” “Cut it out.” “Big brother.” “I’m not listening to you.” “Big sister.” “Now you’re not making any sense.” “I thought you weren’t listening to me.” Norway looked at him as they turned their heads to Finland. “I can make some

 “Stupid girl, this is the wrong beer!” A beer bottle smashed against the wall as you ducked in cover. The man you knew as your father stood towering of your four year old self. “I take you in. Put a roof over your head and give you clothing and this is how you repay me?” His hand flew down as you dodged it. He hated it when you dodged even if it was a reflex. He took a strong hold of your small arm and swing again, harder this time for dodging the first one. The hit was so hard it sent you to the floor. “______ you can’t do anything right!” “I tried.” You said through your tears as you

  Noises coming from downstairs awoke you from your peaceful sleep. With the smallest amount of hope, you got out of your bed and slipped silently out of the room, trying not to wake up any of the other girls asleep.  Soundlessly, you walked down the dark hallways, creeping past the owner's bedroom door and going to the stairs to look down at who was in the large building. Down below, by the 6 foot tall tree stood Santa. But something was off.  He wore the outfit Santa was depicted but without the jolly belly or the rosy cheeks. Rather, it was a younger male with blond hair holding the sack full of presents and putting them under the tree

Brothers!Nordics x Child!Reader: Bring Your Family to School Day     "Oh! And before you leave, tomorrow is 'Bring Your Family to School Day'! Tell your family okay?"     "Thank you Mrs. [teacher name]!" The bell then rang loudly and the other kids in your class began to stand up. The young kids walked to the door and some of them thanked your teacher once again and the teacher each gave them little waves. They all left the classroom, leaving an echoing trail of talking. The only people left in the class was you and Mrs. [t/n].     "Uhm. . . Mrs. [t/n]," you said shyly. She turned to you and smiled sweetly at you. She bent down to your

New Family~ Denmark x Sad! Scared! Abused! Child! Reader Ch. 1 Your POV "This is all your fault!" *smack* "you should never have been born!" Again and again you were hit. Your mommy watched as your daddy hit you. Repeatedly, over and over again. You sat there in tears. "I'm sorry daddy!" Another smack. "Shut up!" You didn't know what you did wrong. But up until a few days ago you were a happy four year old. Now you sat there as your daddy beat you. And mommy watched. "Help, mommy." You looked at her with pleading eyes. She got up and walked over to you. You thought she came to help. Instead she smacked you. "Worthless child." She muttered a

My brothers and I all walked into the kitchen and everyone but Tino sat at a round table where we usually have our meals, unless it was "Fend for yourself" night. That's usually when none of us feel like cooking and we just find something to eat on our own. Tino was the one that usually cooks for us though. He went into the freezer and took out 2 boxes of waffles and started microwaving them. I sat between Berwald and Emil at the table. Berwald was watching Tino as he made us breakfast and Emil had his head on the table, his arms covering his face. I reached around on his other side and tugged a piece of his silvery hair. I quickly pretended

Sorry guys if this is short and quite boring to read because something happened! (Third Pov) It was so peaceful and quiet in the Nordics' house until... You told them that you're going with a guy today making Berwald, Lukas, and Mathias go to their over-protective brother mood while Emil and Tino feels awkward with the situation. You're their little and only sister who represents (F/C), a micro-nation that they found in the streets and took care of you as their brothers when you were little. You choose the human name, (F/N) (L/N) because your brothers told you that you need a name to hide your real identity as a nation a secret or else...

Unbreakable Promise Chapter Three: A storm ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Amidst the groaning of the ships, and of her crew, Lovino tries desperately to cling to sleep for as much longer as he can. They are arriving at a port today, which will be nice, but until then he doesn't really want to associate with anyone. Perhaps Matthew, but as nice as he is the boy is still a pirate so Lovino cannot trust him. "Hmmm…sleeping beauty sure is a stubborn one, huh?" Antonio asks, leaning over him on the bed. "I know you're awake, Lovi." Lovino's eyes shoot open and his face goes bright re