The Cowboy and Me: Chap 5You and Alfred tried to make your way back to your campsite. You didn't have any luck though. Alfred muttered some curses under his breath as he looked at the fork you arrived at. He knelt down and studied the ground.More Like This
"I can't tell where we are. We're lost." he said.
You sighed. You tried to think positively though. "It's ok," you said, "I-it could be worse."
He smiled and said, "Well, I guess you're right."
You both froze when you heard the sound of thunder in the distance. He looked toward the sky.
"Darn! I forgot it was that time of year here!" he exclaimed.
You looked at him in confusion. "It rains a lot in this time of the year for the Midwest." he explained. "We'll have to ride and find shelter. I think we'll be fine if we kept heading west." he said.
You nodded and looked at Lady in doubt. You weren't sure if you were going to be able to pull yourself up onto the horse. Alfred saw you looking at your horse. He came over and put his hands on your waist and he picked you up. He se
Clear x Male!ReaderAfter it was said, it was completely silent.More Like This
The emotions suppressed for years had finally come out, and there was nothing left. The air was thick, and all that could be felt was the danger that lingered after it was said.
The words echoed in his head; he let it sink in, keeping it with him, and he looked over at the other male, pink eyes wide open, mouth only slightly ajar.
The (h/c) haired male stood. “It doesn’t matter anymore. When I’m gone, there will be nothing left. No memories. No artifacts, nothing that was worth spending my life with. It will be as if I was never here.”
Clear stood up, grabbing him by the arm, “Don’t say things like that!” his eyes were pleading. “I...I don’t want to lose you…”
(Name) looked at him, once vibrant eyes now dull and cold, like metal. He pulled out of the Robot’s grip, walking away.
“Don’t touch me,” he mumbled.
The words he spoke
gas mask. | clear x reader [drabble]A/N: This is a side story from Innocent, or Bad? Which you can read part 1 here http://fav.me/d7vgwigMore Like This
Clear was happily watching as you cooked him some pancakes, which he claimed to never have had before. Of course you needed to change that, everyone must try pancakes at least once! So taking the chance to do so, you flipped another pancake, impressing Clear with your mediocre cooking skills.
"Wow (Name)-chan, I never knew you could cook." Clear says with amazement. You give him a small grin, happy that finally someone appreciated your cooking.
"Glad you like it." Is all you reply with, before turning the stove off. You laid the final pancake on top of Clear's previous stack, before a question came to mind, and you took a seat.
"Say, Clear, how are you going to eat that?" You ask the white-haired man. In a flash, the pancakes were sucked up into his mouth, leaving you speechless. How was that even possible?!
"Like that." Clear says, oblivious to your amazement.
innocent, or bad? | clear x reader x noiz [1/2]You let out a small squeal, after all, you were going to visit your cousin, Aoba. It had been awhile, but his grandma finally sent an invitation for you to stay with them for a couple months - and you were more than excited to be reunited with him. You pulled your luggage behind you, before you realized something.More Like This
You were lost.
Not only that, you seemed to be lost in a particularly bad area, something you wanted to avoid at all costs. But here you were. Letting out a small gulp, you attempted to not make eye contact with the passing strangers, hoping they'd leave you alone. Your luck ran short as an oncoming man hit your side, making you hiss in pain.
"Watch it." He gruffly spoke, before his eyes widened, and he smirked. You gasped as you felt his grimy paws touch your shoulders, and turned you around.
"You're a pretty lady, aren't ya?" He spoke, making your face twitch in disgust.
"Hey, get off of me-" You stopped speaking as the male suddenly dropped to the grown. You looked up to s
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You groaned grumpily into your pillow, your body shifting away from the source of the noise that was rudely interrupting your sleep.
“(Name), bella, it’s time to get up,” an amused voice said with a chuckle. You grunted in response and pulled your blankets around you tighter in hopes of protecting you from the events you knew would quickly ensue. Your retaliation elicited a weary sigh, and you felt the bed dip as new weight was added beside you.
“Alright, if you want to play this game, so be it,” the voice warned close to your ear, causing you to tense up and grip your blankets closer.
In one fast motion your sheets were ripped off of you, causing you to gasp loudly as cool air came in contact with your warm skin. Your hands flailed about blindly, your right hand quickly catching the soft material that had once been wrapped around you, and you snatched it in a death grip and pulled it towards you. You heard a laugh come from abo
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Those voices, he knew they didn't speak the truth. He knew you weren't planning on leaving anytime soon...or were you?
He didn't know anymore. Lovino walked over and sat at the table in the kitchen.
"B-Bella, you're not planning on leaving anytime soon, are you?"
You switched your attention from the oven to Lovino, a look of confusion and hurt splattered across your face. "No, why on earth would you ask that, Lovi? Do-Do you want me too?"
That was when he couldn't handle it anymore. Lovino walked over to you, bringing you into a bone crushing embrace, before sinking to the floor.
That was when you heard the sniffling and you felt something wet dripping onto your shoulder blade.
"L-Lovi? H-Hey, what's wrong?" You asked, shocked because you'd never seen your lover so weak.
Then he pulled his head up from your shoulder blade, looking you in the eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm not as good as my brother or that idiota, Antonio. J-just please, don't leave? Ti amo, bella!"
You brought his head b
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Having been in a relationship with Romano for over a year now, you were fully aware of his personality and tendencies that revealed themselves over that time period. How he would deny anything if it made him look “uncool” and how he pouted until he received what he was pouting for. You came to the conclusion that, just like his brothers, he was stuck as a child, but most of the time you didn’t mind.
Other times it was all you could do to not walk away from him.
“Don’t you fucking look at my girl again, you bastard!”
With a heavy sigh, you brought your fingers to your forehead, massaging the skin in attempt to keep the splitting headache at bay that you acquired from his screaming for the last five minutes. He had caught the young blonde waiter staring at you when the two of you stopped a homely cafe and restaurant. The man had seated you two, and commented on your outfit and hair. The autumn weather was beginning to get cold and rainy, so you
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Wow… Italy seemed like such a cool place. Spacious canals, a lot of lovely tourist spots, and the architecture was quite astonishing all in itself. The townspeople were kind and some of men you found, were quite flirtatious, especially with you (because you were new or if they thought you were really beautiful, you weren’t sure). What you found the most captivating, however, was the food. They had their pastas and their pizzas, yes, but their culinary arts branched out far beyond those examples. Polenta served with Sopressa and mushrooms, tiramisu, cotoletta alla milanese, and one newly Americanized product - Nutella! You wanted to eat it all!
You stopped by a simple-looking cafe and ordered yourself a table and some (fav/drink). You had been settled in for only 5 minutes when you felt someone staring at you. You looked up from the menu and saw a man, a little older than you, looking at you, with dark brown hair and a strange
Nurse!Romano x Reader - YouMore Like This
The ambulance pulled up in front of [f/n] [l/n]’s house. Again.
The siren blared, the lights flashed and she was wheeled out, strapped securely to a gurney.
Lovino Vargas sighed unhappily.
The [h/c] haired girl had been in and out of the hospital multiple times that year, each time having Lovino as her nurse.
She smiled weakly when she saw him.
His heart twisted painfully at how pale and tired she looked.
He and the other attendants helped her into the ambulance and began to drive away.
“Si, what is it?”
“I know this is kind of awkward, but…I’ve been meaning to ask you…are you single?”
The Italian blushed darkly and cleared his throat, not looking at her. “S-Si, I am…why?”
She smiled drowsily as he began to prep her oxygen mask.
“Oh…no reason…I just know a lot of single people and I’m thinking about trying to s