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Irretrievable Love. (Robul) [Hetalia Fanfic]

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{ It's so curious: one can resist tears and 'behave' very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window, or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a letter slips from a drawer... and everything collapses.}
~Colette

A vengeful vampire by the name of Vladimir seeks to avenge his brother, who was killed by a hunter. Immediately suspecting it to be huntress Elizaveta and soon to be Queen he crashes her wedding in where he meets a young gentleman who would soon change his perspective of life.

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Ghosting

After dying, Vladimir had been forced to stay in this world and haunt his home. He had protected it from any stranger trying to move in, until now. A man named Aleksander arrives, and it starts driving the ghost crazy. Madness ensures. Cw: blood, gore, suicide, death (major character), graphic descriptions of violence, homoerotism (non violent)