Rich!Snob!FranceXUgly!Reader The Voice Ch.3The Voice Behind The Screen Chapter 3
"W-What?" You asked, absolutely shocked. Francis sighed again, saying quietly, "I don't care. Your voice is very beautiful, and zhat's all zhat matters." You looked down at the floor, not knowing what to do. You didn't realize what you had said next until you had finished saying it. "There is a way that I can see you." You saw the silhouette of Francis move closer to the paper screen. You saw that he was much taller than you, and that he had his long hair in a ponytail, tied up with a ribbon. He was slender, but not too slender. Now you really wanted to see him. "'ow?" He asked. You looked down and told him about Madame O'Reilly's market trips. You thought about when her last trip was, then you realized that she would be going again tomorrow night. You told Francis, and you saw the silhouette put a hand to his chin, then you heard a scratching sound. He had stubble on his chin. "Alright, where can I meet you at, mademoiselle?" You remem
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Your eyes fluttered open, though there was noting in particular that woke you. The sun was barely above the horizon, which meant you didn't get much sleep at all. The smell around you was different from your own apartment, making you realize you were not there, but in Gilbert and Francis's place. Memories of last night rushed into your brain, all while you sat up and took a look of your surroundings. One of the boys placed you in their bed, and it was rather large and comfortable. You gave a soft smile, turning your body just so you could slide off the end and plant your feet on the ground.
Taking a peak in the hallway, you noticed that it wasn't too far in the back of the apartment, so you could see into the living room. There was someone sleeping on the couch you had last night. This made you curious, so you eased out of the bed room and tip-toed towards the area, keeping a hand placed onto the wall to guide you, since there wasn't too must lighting besides the windows. Sure enough,
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“Ugh. I quit,” you seethed through your teeth as you stood to your feet. Each muscle popped with anxiousness, since you had been sitting still for hours on end trying to decode the last few papers. Grandpa was a master before his death, so dealing with all of these numbers and weird symbols were either made up or converted from its original base. It was time for a break; your mind was completely fried. With a huff, you walked over to the small kitchen area, feeling somewhat thirsty. “Wahh. I miss big brothers.” A soft pout creased your features as you collected some bottled water. A glance to your cell made a blush coat your cheeks. Last night you had made plans with Ivan to meet up Thursday, in the afternoon, for some fair at the park.
He was the first, nice Russian you met in life, and he was attractive too. You wanted to be good friends with him, especially since you had no one else to talk to. Antonio left, Lovi and Feliciano were
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For a few nights, you didn't sleep a wink. You were so busy trying to decode the papers, while anger flowed through your brain. How could Grandpa do that to you?! He didn't even know you but as a baby at the time, yet there was his signature, so proudly written like he won a deal. You threw all of the papers on the floor, standing on your feet. You wore comfortable sweat pants and a large baggy t-shirt that belonged to Lovino. It had cartoon-drawing tomatoes all over it, with the Italian words for flower bud on it. You had a similar shirt with little tomato instead of flower bud.
You sighed and ran your fingers through your hair, turning towards the door. You needed to get out, that was a definite. Your head hurt from so many codes. You slipped on your large coat, Ivan's scarf, and winter boots. Ivan's scarf still smelled like him, despite the fact you washed it. Another smile lit your features as you left the apartment, making sure the place was locked before you headed out for the ca
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In the dream you were having, it was a vast field of sunflowers, each one bright and swaying to the calm winds. You were in your pajamas, wearing Ivan's scarf so carefully around your throat. You walked among each flower, taking in their beauty. It was so impressive; you could get lost in the enormous field. Soon, you heard feet shuffling against the grass, making you turn to your left. Out popped the Russian man himself, looking rather relieved as soon as he saw you. "Ah, Sunflower. You scared me."
"I scared you," you asked, raising both brows. It seemed unlikely that you could ever scare the tall, broad man. He chucked softly, approaching you with caution. That's when you noticed something. He seemed more bright and happy, like being here was so peaceful.
"Da. I thought I lost you in this large place," he explained, lifting you into the air as soon as you were within arms length. A squeal of embarrassment and excitement blew past your parted lips, making the Russian man smile broader
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When you got back to the apartments, you noticed on Antonio's door was a manila note, with hurried scribble. Curious, you walked over to the note, seeing that it was addressed to you.
'Sad to hear that Lovino wants me away from you. Normally I wouldn't listen to him, but he explained everything. I'm sorry about your grandpa. Next week I'll have some co-workers come and take care of you. They're nice guys, really, and they know they must watch over you. Though, they didn't ask questions, which I thought it was perfect.
Until next time,
You ripped the note and flipped it over, seeing a 'ps', claiming that Romano had one last thing for you, Antonio left it in your bed room. You wondered how he got into your home, but you left in a rush, so you weren't entirely sure you had locked it on your way out.
"Goodbye, Antonio," you murmured to the door, stepping over to your own home. To your dismay, you HAD left the door unlocked. You scolded yourself while you opened the door, kicking
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Your eyes met bright, violet orbs surounded by platnum blond hair. The man stood before you, holding a few grocieries in his arms. A light pink scarf hugged his neck, fitting just fine with his long brown coat that reached a bit below his knees. Black pants and brown boots were seen within the coat. He had a worried expression on his face. You crumbled the note, shoving it into your pocket as you stood, edging away. He was a Russian. He couldn't be trusted. He noticed your edginess and gave a childish smile.
"I'm sorry, I scared you, didn't I? My name is Ivan. What's yours?" The alias Lovino gave you became a warning sign in the back of your mind. You glanced over your shoulder, deciding to weave between the trees as soon as you saw a suspicious move. He looked as if he was waiting for an answer.
"_________. __________ _________," you lied, crossing your arms over your chest. Your legs were ready to bolt, but your upper body was almost relaxed. He shifted the bags in his arms, offering
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The time was dawn. Sunlight just caressed the horizon, and the sky took haste to tuck the stars away for another time. Clouds rolled in, threatening a storm. You were snoozing peacefully in your large bed, curled between Lovino's extra pillow and Feliciano's second favorite blanket. Both made you homesick, but you knew you had to stay away to keep them, and yourself, safe. You were dreaming so deeply, that you didn't stirr when thunder boomed. It had been a few weeks since you left your home, and everyday Feliciano would call from an unknown number, each different every time. He would cry everytime he got on the phone, begging you to come back, but you soothed him back to a calm state and told him to get back to work.
Lovino didn't know about Feliciano's calls, instead he had the Spaniard deliver a slip of paper at the end of every week discreetly. It was short, saying he was doing good and keeping Feliciano together. It seemed he was leaving a lot out and kept his emotions in check, j
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In the morning, you awaoke to find two bodies on each side of your, cuddling your arms to their chests. Lovino and Feliciano were snoring like children, both tangled around you like a barrier. Your ankle that had been injured was propped on some pillows, out of the way. Tears stung your eyes as you recalled both Lovino and Feliciano broke down crying as soon as they were in the safety of their shared room. You had heard them, but was so comsumed in your own thoughts, that your body hadn't moved an inch. It wasn't until both brothers entered your room did you realize you were also sobbing your eyes out.
Why did you have to leave?
The answer was obvious, but you couldn't believe it. Someone had actually harmed you, and that meant the Russians could send someone just a bit stronger, smarter, or faster to finally capture you. The thought sent shivers down your spine, awakening Lovino. The oldest sat up, rubbing his eyes in desperate need to remove the crud. He casted his eyes to his younge
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A week went by, and you slowly healed from your head injury. Kiku stressed that your ankle wouldn't be healed for a few months. This made you groan in protest, and curse the dead man who tried to hunt you.
Lovino came and saw you everyday, making sure you had everything you needed before joining Fellicino with work. Most days, you were left alone to read a book or chat on the phone with a few friends. It was a bit lonely, and Lovino noticed.
"Sorella . . . I have your new identity and home located," he muttered one day. You were finishing some raviolli, the delicious taste going from your taste buds. You didn't think he had been serious, but then again, it was Lovino.
"What is my new name?"
"_________ Rose. You're nineteen and you were born and raised in the slumps of Italy, which covers your combat skill. We will have to trim your hair, and hide the curl . . ." Lovino trailed off, getting very upset. He didn't want to kick his sorella out into the real world, but if it was for your sa
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Lovino fell asleep, his upper body resting against the bed you laid on. His knees surprisingly held him up to not fall to the ground. His hands were still holding one of yours, his lips pressed against your knuckles. He was done crying, his face all red and tear-stained. Your mind was whirling in your sleeping state. The image of the Russian man played again and again. You realized, upon seeing the image of his sunglasses falling off, he wasn't shocked, he was scared. The man was just doing a job he was set with. One he didn't seem to happy to deal with, judging about how much he hesitated to shoot. Any other Russian member would have knocked your head clean off after they successfully kidnapped you. You began to wonder why you were targeted for kidnapping. They were probably going to use you for bribing your brothers.
While your thoughts wandered, you began to hear the outside world. A door opened and clicked shut rather quickly. The foot steps were light, as if the person didn't want
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"Arthur?" You called out, taking a step out of bed. Then you noted the note propped against the alarm clock. In that neat cursive writing of his, he had left you a note. He probably didn't want to wake you up. You picked it up and glanced over it quickly.
Sorry love, got called into work early. Don't worry too much, see you tonight.
You sighed. You should have expected that as it had been happening more and more. You placed it back down, before going to your closet and quickly choosing your outfit for the day. You had no meetings today to do over video
NordicsxReader: Shaken on the Ice Shakily, you hung onto Denmark. You were balanced on two blades of metal on a frozen lake behind the Nordic home. They promised to teach you how to skate and have had no success up until this point.More Like This
Denmark slowly began to release his grip on you. Suddenly, you were on your own, gently gliding on your own. Looking back towards them, you smiled. "H-Hey! Look!"
They all watched with smiles as you shakily glided yourself shakily around the frozen ice. All the Nordic countries smiled and carefully watched as you went around in circles.
Soon enough, you were skating around like a pro, going as far around the lake as you could. Someone cried out your name, fear in their voice. "Don't worry!" You cried back, not hearing the crackling noise beneath your feet. "I'm fine-"
Like that, the ice broke apart, the water movement setting you off balance and causing you to fall backwards in the cold water. Hitting the frozen water, you felt your body completely refuse to an
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Germany x Child!Reader - I Run More Laps!
Hullo everyone, just getting rid of my writers block so I could carry on c:
I thought of this while I was reading a fan fiction XD. The link to her page is in the description, you should watch her c:
I hate grammar/spelling errors, if you find one then please tell me.
You felt someone poke your cheek. You groaned and turned around in your bed but the poking won't stop and it doesn't look tired from poking your sleeping form.
"5 more minutes..." you groaned out.
Then he started to nudge you and whimpered. You sat up and rubbed your eyes cutely. You saw your uncle Italy by your bed and your heard your daddy's, Germany, footsteps go upstairs.
"Ve... _____ can I please hide under your bed?" Italy freaked out.
You nodded and soon, Italy started crawling under your bed while you just stared at him. You saw your dad came in the room with an annoyed look on his face, which quickly changed once he saw you awake. You smiled and leaped o
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AN: Read the description! And read the parts Reader says in a child's voice. You're like, four.
Today was a special day for Ivan Bragenski for more reasons then one. The first reason, today was the day he came to be, taking his first breath of cold Russian air. Today was his birthday. The other reason, he wouldn't know until later.
The tall man walked down the streets of Moscow, looking for anything he liked, going to by himself a present since no one else knew what he really wanted, and never wanted to 'bother him' by asking.
He stopped in front of one of his favorite stores, smiling as he looked in the window at what was inside.
He arched an eyebrow, seeing something in the reflection. Turning around, he saw in the ally way across from the store a small child sitting in the corner, curled up against herself and shaking as she had her gaze fixed to the ground.
He frowned a bit, looking her over a bit longer before turning back to the store, making the decision to buy
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It was an exceptionally cold day in the midst of winter when it had happened. That fact rang clear in your memory, the sting of the heavily falling snowflakes that had danced around you on the fateful day something that you would never forget.
The sun had been almost nonexistent as you stomped angrily away from your boyfriend Denmark's house, the frost-bitten air making the evening seem even darker than usual. Actually, I suppose it would be proper to call him your ex-boyfriend now. A scowl was laced gingerly onto your features as you frowned, (e/c) hued orbs locked on your snow boots in thought.
You had finally done it. You had snapped at the playful man, his bad habits finally getting the best of your nerves and patience. Every time you visited him, it seemed like all he had time for was alcohol and goofing off; traits that you hadn't minded at first when your relationship began. However, as the months went on and his habits only seemed to get worse, you finally had had enough.
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God. Fucking. Damn it.
You were just not having a good week - on monday, you woke up late for work and your boss yelled at you. On Tuesday, coffee was spilt all over your chest, and it made your work clothes see-through. On Wednesday, you hit your shin so hard against your work desk, that you almost cried, and you felt for a brief moment as if you'd broken it. On Thursday, you got in a fight with one of your coworkers, who happens to be one of your best friends, and now they won't talk to you. On Friday, you just so happened to almost get fired because you got in a fight with one of the customers, since he groped you.
And what do you know?
Now you are fucking sick.
You assumed it was because it was winter, and the flu going around. You woke up on saturday, in your apartment, which you shared (for now) with your best friend, Daniel, with a massive headache, a scratchy throat, tired eyes, and a high fever. You'd tried to convince said best friend you were fine - you really
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*Denmark X Broken!Reader*
'I've been crushed beaten down
And I'm frozen to the ground
Like a fool I've trusted you
Still I'm hopelessly in love '
The once beautifully lit streets of Copenhagen,now seemed depressing and held an eerie feeling.The lamp posts emanated a yellowish white light,the pale rays dancing as people passed by on the cold pavement.
The (e/c) eyed girl tucked a strand of hair behind her ear,intently watching as world seemed to go on even without her.A happy couple passed by,the male`s laughter beautifully bleding with the female`s soft giggles,as their hands were tightly holding on onto eachother.
Tears pricked at the corner of (Name)`s eyes as she continued walking,the wind blewing cold as she wrapped her arms around her for both keeping her warmth and comfort,not to break down in the middle of the street.
She gave everything she had in the name of love and here she was now,alone,with no one to guide her through the thick
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Darkness surrounds Francis, exhaustion racking his body, unable to even open his eyes. How had this happened?
All he remembers is fighting with Gilbert about some stupid thing. The next thing is a quick memory of searing pain on the back of his head.
...Where am I...? How did I end up 'ere...where ever zis is? Francis thinks to himself, waves crashing against his feet. Groaning, the Frenchman tries to force his blue eyes open, but his body ignores him; his arms, feeling like lead, hold him to the ground.
Darkness once again tries to claim his body, and for once, Francis allows it, the sounds slowly turn silent.
Since you were a little kid, you have lived on this island. You don't remember how on Earth you ended up here, since the other inhabitants are completely different from what you look like, but you still call this island your home.
You glance up at the sky, a basket full of fruit dangling from your
Kiss and Make up~ ItalyXReader"Felinciano! Stop crying and look me in the eyes!" you screamed at the top of your lungs. You knew Italy wasn't a genius, but you would have never had though he was this stupid.More Like This
Too bad Italians didn't come with instruction manuals.
Completely disobeying your order, your boyfriend dropped to the floor and continued turning the current puddle of tears into a pool. Groaning, you go over to sit beside him. "Look, Feli, I know you didn't mean to do it, but you have to understand why I'm angry." With those big brown puppy dog eyes, he looked at you questioningly.
"What did I do, _______?"
Your eyes widened at this. Is he telling you that he really didn't know? But he embarrassed you so deeply!
"I'm I'm gonna let you figure that out on your own, Feli. Tell me when you do." And with that, you walked out of his house and down the street.
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It was all a joke. I was so stupid to have trusted him. I gave my love and he didn’t give it any importance. It hurts so much. So this is what it feels to be betrayed, rejected and heartbroken.
I forced myself not to cry because if I did, I would ruin my makeup that was put on by my aunt for an hour.
Tonight was a big night because the prom is taking place and it’s also this time that I broke up with my boyfriend, Alfred F. Jones but I recently found out that he was just playing with my feelings and it broke my heart into pieces.
I was such an idiot to believe those words he told me.
No, I have to get him off of my mind and focus on what’s in front of me. I took another deep breath, gripping the hem of my cocktail then went inside where I was greeted by the one in charge of preparing tonight’s event. She gave me a gate pass and I handed it to the security guard. I walked in but I stumbled forward because someone bumped me.
I whipped my head and instead of tellin
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(Happy New Year Babe!)
"HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!" the people of your home town shouted to the top of their lungs.
Cheering and lighting up sparkles, waving them in mid air. Then a BOOM made you jump in surprise. It was the fireworks, they started to light them up.
How you wish you could get out and join in the fun but you were too afraid because there were so many gangsters and drunks out in the open and you didn't want to get hurt.
But you really wanted was HIM. You wish that he was here with you, holding you in his strong arms and watching the fireworks together behind the window and enjoying its majestic lights how it burst out sparkles in the night sky.
You sighed leaving the balcony and going to your bedroom sulking.
"Happy 2013!!!!!!!!!!!" you could hear the speakers voice from here. There were holding the event on the main plaza and it was just a few blocks away. You could also hear the peoples cheer and shouts.
You were about to close your window to lessen the noise so that
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It was Christmas Eve and as usual, you were alone…again.
This always happens to you every year. You wished and hoped for someone to be there and accompany you all the time. But, all the people you knew were all busy.
Sighing, you went to your living room with a blanket draping on your shoulders to keep yourself warm from the cold Christmas and a hot chocolate to keep your temperature high.
You carefully set the mug on the coffee table in front of you then plopped down on the couch behind you, hugging your knees and resting your head on your knee caps.
You didn't have much to do other than staring at the crackling fire to your side. You felt cold. Not the kind of cold you feel on the weather, the kind of cold that you feel when you are alone, lonely and depressed. You thought you'd be used to this by now.
Suddenly a knock on your door snapped you out of your trance.
You stand up letting your blanket fall on the floor then going over to the door, opening it.
You were surprised
Christmas Luck Canada x reader Matthew better known as Canada sat on a bench waiting for the bus to arrive.More Like This
“Hi, who are you?” asked a girl walking toward him.
His eyes lit up did someone actually see him? Then he realized she was talking to a boy walking the other way. They met right in front of Matthew and then walked off together.
Matthew’s bus pulled up but the bus driver didn’t see anyone at the stop so he kept on driving.
There was no way this day could get any worse. At that moment car drove by splashing muddy slush, which littered the edges of the road, up and over the curb covering Matthew in the soupy snow mess.
Sighing he decided by the time the next bus was planed to come it would be late at night , so he would walk home instead. On the way home it started to snow. Matthew loved snow but on this chilly December night he just wanted to be home by a blazing fire. After 45 long minutes, Matthew finally arrived ho
CanadaxReader: Set Us Up!I just had to be the shy type. I admired the boy from afar as he sat underneath the large maple tree in the park. Matthew Williams was his name. He was somewhat of a scrawny guy with blonde hair and indigo eyes. He had an interesting curl in his bangs that was always covering a little bit of his face. While I admired him, I felt bad for him at the same time. I watched about five people trip or step on him as he tried his hardest to just relax. It seemed as if nobody ever noticed him. I wanted to walk over and say hello. I wanted to think that it would brighten up his day.More Like This
But nope. I was way too shy.
Later on that evening, I was spending the evening having a "girl's night in" with my friend, Morgan. We weren't much of the large party types, so if we ever hung out, it was at either one of our apartments watching movies and scarfing down popcorn. That night, she came over to my place carrying a plastic bag that was possibly over its capacity.
"_______!" she e
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When you got to the hospital the scene was pretty chaotic, similar to what you had seen in television shows. You didn't let go of Raivis' hand though, and then you felt a slight squeeze, you had to keep up with the medics and it made it hard to look at his face, but you were sure you felt it.
After Raivis was taken to be cared for the medics explained that you had to wait in the waiting room for any news. You didn't want to leave Raivis alone, if he was conscious he was probably really scared and that made you feel like crying all over again. It wasn't like you had a choice though, so you took a seat and tried to be as patient as possible. It felt like you had been there a while when you saw a familiar small blonde women, it was Raivis' mother. You noticed how he really looked like his mother, especially with that worried look upon her face…it was more than a look of worry though. It was anguish.
When she saw you her eyes widened, "Is my baby okay?" she asked frantically with
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The following Monday was awkward to say the least. You managed to avoid Raivis all day, but it was inevitable that you see him in literature class. You just didn't want to face him, you felt angry towards the small boy. You would have previously thought that to be impossible since he looked almost angelic but…he had broken a promise, lied to you, got drunk and thrown up all over you. Somewhere inside you felt bad for running out and living him at Alfred's party all alone, but what were you supposed to do? Stay around with sick all over your clothes and pretend like nothing happened? You let out a sigh.
You turned up to class later than usual and saw Raivis sitting at his desk with the most saddest and guilty expression on his face imaginable. You took a seat not saying a word or even looking directly at him, but you could feel the negative energy surrounding him, you took out your books and just focused your attention on the work for the entire period. You couldn't help but noti
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After the kiss your parents returned from work, you introduced Raivis to them and had dinner, then he had to go back home. You and Raivis hugged each other good bye and you told him you would see him the next day at school. All night you had a good feeling inside your stomach, you kept thinking of Raivis and how sweet it felt to kiss him.
Raivis lay in bed at night fanboying over you, he still could not believe that you had kissed him. His life had taken a turn in the right direction for once, was his bad luck finally over? He didn't know for sure, all he did know was that he hadn't felt this good in…ever.
The next day Raivis approached you at your locker, "Hi _____" he smiled
"Raivis~" you hugged him, which surprised the Latvian boy, he blushed lightly
"______ um, y-you know what happened yesterday? Does it mean…we're boyfriend and girlfriend?"
You blinked, a blush forming on your cheeks "I guess…if you want…?"
Raivis nodded his head quickly "I like
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“You better hand back my cellphone or else I will stab you with this dagger!” You screamed.
At the other end of the table was Allen, the 2p of Alfred F. Jones. Allen stole your cell in order to read your flirty text messages between you and Alfred.
“Allen, hand me the phone! I will stab your with this dagger!” You threatened again and gripped the weapon tighter.
Allen put on his shades and leaned back. “Dollface, I have too much swagger for the dagger.”
You dropped the knife and covered your mouth with your hands.
“I have too much swagger for the dagger.” He said again, but this time he shook his hips a little. He licked his lips and stuck out his tongue. His silver tongue ring caught the light.
“I don’t have enough time to deal with your childishness. Hand me the phone!” You said but you ended up laughing.
You wiped the tears from your eyes and saw that Allen was
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Author’s Note: A lot of things aren’t actually true, so this is pretending that 1) Chris’s dog East is still alive, as I, sadly, believe that he has passed away already, 2) Chris, his brother, Scott, and the reader all live in Boston, 3) Scott is dating Jonathan Groff (because why not and I need it for the plot), and 4) Jonathan Groff has a daughter, who reader kind of treats like her own daughter/a little sibling (Scott also treats her like his daughter). Anyways, this is really random and probably really crappy, but I’m gonna post it anyway, hope you don’t hate it too much!
You hummed contentedly as the warm water rained down, soothing your sore muscles. Your New Year’s resolution had been to lose some weight (you had always been a bit on the chubbier side), so you joined a gym.
And so far, you hated it.
Your abdominal muscles felt like taffy that someone had stretched and stretched beyond repair, your legs felt like they were attached to cinder bl
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I want to know your name. You seem like a nice person! Everything that you have told me about Japan sounds like a dream, I would love to visit and see for myself how it is.
My day has been good, I got a job at the airport and if I get promoted I can go on the plane and travel! Im so excited for it! I have never been out of the country so this will be a first for me. What else should I say here… Hmm.
How are you? I haven’t heard from you in a month so this is something I WANT you to read when you get it mr.
Pushing back away from the computer you smiled and clicked send on the email. Having a penpal through email was fun as the person you were talking to was from a place you had always wanted to visit sometime in your life time.
The person sounded fun and like a good guy seeing that what he wrote about his friends and the way his day was made you smile. He cared about
TMNT pick-up lines?that would be a pretty funny concept. Here, I've got a few. Add more and I'll add your name.More Like This
Leo: Wanna meet me on the rooftop? The view is nice, but it's even better with you.
:iconBProductinz: you must be a shell of a thief because you stole my heart from across the room
Mikey: Girl, you're the cheese to my pizza.
We would make beautiful pizza together.
The cheese on the pizza isn't the only gooey, creamy thing that could be all over your face. (I'll admit, that's a little dirty for Mikey. Lol)
Donnie: Let's be sure to have great chemistry together.
:iconsupersheekclee1988: You must run on Windows because I can see you like it slow.
You know, it takes more than one hand to hold my staff.
:iconBProductinz: did you invent the first air plane? Because you seem Wright to me
Raph: (this was was added by :iconmaxinezorualuna Girl, I'd bust a million skulls for you.
No. That's not my Sai. I'm happy to see you.
Is it hot in this dojo or is it you?
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(y/n) = your name
(H/c) = hair color
(E/c) = eye color
Why...?...You didn't know...actually you did...Master splinter thought Leonardo should go away to Africa to train, to become a better leader, To be alone, without any distractions ,without his Master, without his Brothers, Without you...He left a year ago... He didn't even say goodbye, You felt Horrible, you loved him, he loved you, When you started dating, you both knew the it wouldn't last...I mean your a girl and he's a mutant turtle, but he wrote to you every week, Telling you why he left without saying goodbye, In every letter he wrote he say he loves you and misses you.. But that was Before, He suddenly stopped sending you letters..The last letter he wrote to you said
I Miss you sooo much, I miss seeing your beauitful face, Your beautiful (h/c) hair
The Adventures of Harriet Potter: Year 4 - Ch6More Like This
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Back to the Manor
“It is one of life’s great conundrums. How can we trust ourselves, if we cannot trust our friends? And how can our friends trust us, if we can’t trust ourselves?”
General (ret.) Jigme Dorji Wengshuk
Harriet was floating. The room was warm and dark. The only light and sound was coming from a nearby crackling fireplace. She was drifting in the air, high above the scene below, inches from the ceiling, not a care in the world.
“There is a bit more in the bottle, My Lord, if you’re still hungry?”
Harriet jumped. She’d been vaguely aware of someone speaking before, but now she felt her attention being irresistibly drawn to the conversation below.
“Later,” said another voice.
The two voices were distinct. One was timid, squeaky, and fearful.