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Pirate!SpainxReader Mi Corazon Pertenece al Mar P7Pirate!SpainxReader Mi Corazon Pertenece al Mar P7 by ~Akasuna-no-Yuki
Pirate!Spain x Reader
~ Mi Corazón Pertenece al Mar~
I know it's short! (I'll make it up in P8 I swear to all of you! )
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“Bloody hell, Alastair! Why did you have to go and cause such a ruckus in the town square again!? It makes me look bad!” A lively Englishman practically pranced around the room in anger, waving his hands every which way.
The man had untamable blonde hair and thick, black eyebrows that would be fit for a common Welsh person. His eyes sparkled like a livid green that would make
Pirate!SpainxReader Mi Corazon Pertenece al Mar P6Pirate!SpainxReader Mi Corazon Pertenece al Mar P6 by ~Akasuna-no-Yuki
Pirate!Spain x Reader
~ Mi Corazón Pertenece al Mar~
Part 6
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While you slept, in a vivid dream, you had been gifted with the body of a mercreature and you swam through the warm waters of the Mediterranean Sea. You had the magnificent colors of (f/c) and (f/c) shimmering along your skin. Your (h/c) (h/l) was neatly braided and held together with some seaweed and rope. Your (e/c) orbs open wide to view everything around you. Your mighty tail sending you throughout the clear liquid paradise of pure, bubbly bliss. You glided
Pirate!SpainxReader Mi Corazon Pertenece al Mar P5Pirate!SpainxReader Mi Corazon Pertenece al Mar P5 by ~Akasuna-no-Yuki
Pirate!Spain x Reader
~ Mi Corazón Pertenece al Mar~
Part 5
Warning: Language and possible feels of anger
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Antonio finally let go of your neck as you slowly slid to the floor. He looked at your body for a few seconds before punching the wall where your head was just at. He ignored Lovino’s screaming up until that point, mainly because he fell silent once his first made contact with the wall.
“.. What is it, Lovino? I am busy.”
“You a-didn’t have to kill her, dickwad!&rdqu
Pirate!SpainxReader Mi Corazon Pertenece al Mar P4Pirate!SpainxReader Mi Corazon Pertenece al Mar P4 by ~Akasuna-no-Yuki
Pirate!Spain x Reader
~ Mi Corazón Pertenece al Mar~
Sorry for it being so short! ;n;
Warning: Language and possible feels of anger and asdfghjkl;
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You were absorbing the last words he spoke. Was he trying to threaten you? Or maybe he was playing the tough guy and was discretely trying to save you from inevitable harm? You mentally shook your head. How could a pirate be good? If he is a pirate, that means that he is bad.. right? During your mental debate, the tanned man in front of you had pulled up a chair and sat in it.
Viking!Norway x Wise Woman!Reader Pt.1Viking!Norway x Wise Woman!Reader Pt.1 by ~xRachelKun
You were kneeling on the soft, dirt ground, reaching through the tall grass to examine a plot of wild berries that seemed ripe for the picking. Upon closer inspection, you saw that they were lingonberries - a perfect addition to your harvest. Eagerly plucking the fruit from their stems, you picked the each and every bushel near bare, putting the ripe, juicy, bright red fruit in your hand-woven basket. You jumped from the ground excitedly - you couldn't believe your luck. You had barely been out here half and hour, but you had already found bushels and bushels of fresh, ripe berries.
