Request! Russiaxreader Stalking in the Field!More Like This
You were walking back home from anther meeting, but you decided to drop off by your favorite sunflower field, you loved them so much they were so beautiful when the sun shined over the golden petals. You looked down at the field and smiled then you giggled and ran down the hill towards the flowers, and started to smell them, they were so beautiful! the sun shined down the field and you, it was so beautiful your pretty features were very noticeable from the reflection of the sun.
Suddenly you heard a twig snap you gasped and quickly turned around and saw a tall looking figure just inches from you, And you soon realized it was Ivan the sun reflected on his shiny blondish grey hair and his beautiful violet orbs;
"Ivan?" you asked the figure. As soon as you asked that the figure quickly turned and ran deeper and deeper into the sunflower field.
"Ivan! wait!" you shouted and ran after him, you struggled to run threw the sunflowers as the big green stems were in your way you tried
The Beilschmidt Gene (2P!Germany x Reader)Tom was in trouble. Yes Tom, her good little boy. ________ little quiet baby was in trouble at school and for once it wasn’t his brother. Mrs. Stevens, his teacher, was waiting in the classroom. She wanted to see both parents.More Like This
“Well, Mr. and Mrs. Beilschmidt, thank you for meeting with me today. I’m here to discuss Thomas with you,”
“Ja, what is it?” said Lutz looking at his son. He sank lower in his seat.
“It’s nothing serious but it has becoming a bit of a problem. He’s a quiet young man, excellent student and has given me no gray hairs, compared to Franz. But lately, he’s been pinching a certain area,”
“Thomas, do you mind, leaving the room for a few moments sweetheart?” Tom looked at his parents and hopped off the chair and scampered outside. Mrs. Stevens looked at them, “He’s been pinching and slapping behinds,”
“W-What?” said _________
Paralyzed (2pHetaliaXReader) Ch 16More Like This
Just the thought of it made your tears increase. Your whimpers and cries filled the room until the door opened again revealing…
A man dressed in red. At first your memory was clogged by the pain, but as he walked towards you the pain slowly decreased and your memory cleared.
He was the man that drugged you all those weeks ago! When you had realized how dangerous he was it was already too late for you to try and run away. (Not that you would have been able to with the pain caused by your previous tormentor.)
The only thing you managed to do when he reached to grab your broken hand was whimper as you shied away from his grasp. You felt so vulnerable and exposed as you were only wearing your (2f/c) underwear.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” he said and held up his hands in a gesture meant to calm you. “I’m just going to take a look at your injuries.”
He crouched in front of you and a small smile graced his features. Something abou