The Little Things|Brook x Deaf!ReaderMore Like This
"Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear..."-Mark Twain
The gentle rocking of the Sunny Go along the Grand Line lulled its crew, the Straw Hats, to deep slumber. However, there was one young pirate who wanted to take advantage of the rare silence, even if it was what her crew considered "late".
Her name was [Name], with [h/l] hair that reflected the light from the setting sun, tinting its [h/c] with a orange-gold shine; [s/t] fingers gently settled on the silver railing, and big [e/c] orbs that took in the miles of ocean and the purple, yellow, and orange hues of the sky, stars slowly coming into view.
[Name]'s lips parted slightly to sigh....a sigh which she could barely hear.
Yes, amid her almost perfect being..there was one flaw....
[Name] became deaf. It was an utter tragedy about two months ago that took away her ability to hear. Her crew had to speak either real loudly or write just to communicate with her if they got frustrated. They worried greatly about he
Skinny Love - Erwin x Reader [Drabble]More Like This
He loved you.
He was so foolishly, hopelessly, irreversibly in love with you.
Erwin Smith, Commander of the Scouting Legion, had fallen victim to unrequited infatuation. But had it really been unrequited? He never told you. You never knew. No one could see past the well-established mask permanently veiling his face, his true emotions, his motives, his goals, his weaknesses.
As someone in this line of profession, you have to learn to make the hard decisions – and to deal with the consequences. It wasn’t at all like the other two military branches. What could they do? What did they do that could possibly compare to everything he went through on a daily basis? He had to dictate the fate of humanity.
It had been years since he felt the touch of another. Since he fell asleep beside a person he loved, holding them in his arms as if he were personally protecting them.
It’s why he didn’t act on his feelings.
He wanted to protect you – to protec
Cheater!Levi x Artist!Reader |Paintings|More Like This
"This one looks quite nice. How much for it?" A young woman questioned, her dainty fingers reaching down into the depths of her purse, and bringing forth a nicely stitched together wallet. You walked around the counter towards her, and inspected the colorful canvas she was speaking about. Swirls of apricot colored paint contrasted the cooler color palette of the rest of the piece - it was one of your favorites. The sun reflecting on a nearby pond at nighttime. You had never expected anyone to want it, however, since it was one of your first paintings. Because of that you didn't have a set price.
"Uh, I'll take practically anything for it." You jittered, your hands lacing together. The woman's vermillion encrusted lips wove into a smile, before she handed you a few silver coins. You stared down at them in awe, your mouth hanging agape.
"I'll be sending a servant of mine to come retrieve it. He'll introduce himself as Carl Bott. Expect him to arrive tomorrow." With that, the woman left y