? x reader -preview-"No, please don't go! Don't leave me!" You screamed with tears in your eyes. "I'm sorry _____, but I have to". It felt like your whole world fall apart. "I'll be back soon, okay?"More Like This
He opened the door and left you all alone.
It killed your family and your friends, everybody who was dear to you, except your big brother. And now they were taking him from you. It wasn't fair. What did he done? A young man who just wanted the best for his sister, did he really deserve this?
You fell down on the floor. You knew that most of the wars ended up by death. Think if he was one of the people who would die? Think if you'd never see him again? You could feel warm tears run down your cheeks.
How long time did you cry? A minute? An hour? You had no idea. You slowly stroked your cheek to calm yourself down. You tried to imagine that it was your brother's hand, but it just felt ridiculous.
Think if he died and you got insane, just like your mother did?
You grabbed the table next to y
Pen Pals - IntroMore Like This
"So class, today we will be doing something special." You look up at your teacher Mr. Moe, wondering what he has in mind. That last special thing he had for the class resulted in a kid being taken to the emergency room. Those cats were adorable though .
"Since this is English, I had thought about doing something fun that didn't need a lot of effort. So, you're all getting pen pals!" You blink, smiling slightly while twirling your pencil, 'Pen pals? That sounds kind of fun!
"Yes, yes. Quiet down children. Now you're going to be getting other high school students just from a different country!
"Now I know what you're thinking. 'Mr. Moe, how in the world am I going to communicate with someone who's from another country? They don't speak the same language as I do.'
"Well children they do know Basic English and this is supposed to help them so I've assigned them to you on how well they know English."
You stopped twirling your pencil and furrow your eyebrows. 'So th
Happy Birthday Fritz!“I told you I didn’t want this.”More Like This
“You act as if I actually had a hand in the matter.” Prussia casually plopped his elbow on Fritz’s shoulder, enjoying his height advantage. “This was all Wilhelmine’s idea.” He nearly tripped as Fritz shoved him off.
“Typical,” Frederick replied, sipping his drink to clear his countenance. He wasn’t fond of having his birthday celebrated—honestly, what was the point?—and had told Gilbert multiple times that he did not want a party. Leave it to the kingdom to find some sort of loophole in that statement. “Why did she do this? She of all people should know that I hate parties centered around myself.” He didn’t mind regular masquerades and balls, since they were not very important anyway, but one such as these had all of the attention focused solely on him, forcing him to keep up a constant mask.
Gilbert leaned against