Dark!Angel!Russia-x-Reader [Drabble]I see you there, checking the small glowing screen of your phone.
The day has been long and tiring, and you just wanted to go home to collapse onto your bed.
Then you would sleep, awaken, and repeat today's cycle - over and over again.
Unless, of course, I decide to intervene.
You lift your gaze and glance around at the street, checking for any cars that might be coming your way. The only one in sight is at least three blocks away, you say to yourself. You could cross the street easily before it got to you. With unfaltering confidence, you step off the curb and start for the opposite side.
However, you never see the motorist that decides to make a sharp right, just on the street adjacent to you.
All life eventually ends. It is a fact, it is known by everyone. Even the tiniest of infants is aware of the truth that they, too, will one day cease to breath, cease to move, and cease to see. Some die in their sleep after living a long life filled with suffering and pleasura
Russia x Reader ~ Not scared at all!More Like This
I remember that day like it was yesterday.
it was the day that I got locked up in my own school,
the day that I made my first friends,
the day that I will never forget even if I want to...
It was the first day of school at the World Academy (Strange name, right?) since I moved to this town. I was running late like always, I have a bad habit to oversleep so in my previous school they started calling me 'Sleeping Beauty'. Stupid nickname, right? Anyways, I arrived at the school around 08:40 in the morning, which meant that I was only ten minutes late.
I walked into the school, made my way to the front office, and told them who I was.
There weren't any teachers inside the office, not even adults! The only human beings inside the room were two young girls around my age, wearing the same blue T-shirt with the school's logo on it.
Both girls smiled kindly when I told them that I was a new student.
"Welcome to the World Academy!
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Jekyll and Hyde-Canada
"Okay, let’s go over this again..." You said with a sigh. You had been on the phone for twenty minutes now listening to shouts, arguments, wrestling, and several explanations all at once as to why you were being called to one of the world meetings. Seems like these guys never quit fighting... If Britain weren't so angry all day and America would let someone else talk I doubt they'd fight as much...then I think France is on the line, too and that makes it worse...
"Alright, both of you shut up so I can explain!" Britain shouted. It was quiet on the other end until Britain began to talk again. "You see, there seems to be something wrong with Canada. I know you're the acting physician for the countries so I thought you might be able to help...and aside from that we didn't know who else to call." He explained. He seemed desperate.
"Okay. Are you guys still at the meeting?" You asked, picking up your (f/c) bag and white lab coat in preparation for setting
~Christmas in Moscow~ *Daddy!Russia X Mommy!Reader~С Рождеством~More Like This
*Daddy!Russia X Mommy!Reader X Male!Child!Belarus X Male!Child!Ukraine*
'Drabble #21 from 'All I want for Christmas' series'
"What?You've got to be kidding Ivan!" (Name) spoke at one end of the phone,rubbing her temple in soothing circles,which became more like a dig in her skull.
"I'm sorry,sunflower!I really am.But I'm quite caught..." the Russian male tried to explain,his tone unusual apologetical,a heaved sigh coming soon after.
"Look...I've got to end the call.I'll try my best,but most likely I won't be able to get home in time!" he continued,his voice full of guilt.
Not actually waiting for an answer,the phone went with an annoying beep,announcing the call was over.
(Name) felt tears spring in her beautiful (e/c) eyes as she actually realized one thing: her husband and the dad of her kids couldn't come home from Christmas because of snow.
The female remembered now why she hated snow tha
HetaOni EnglandXEurope -I'll Always be With You C2More Like This
Before we left the room, England ripped up the rest of the sheet and put the strips in his pockets to be used as bandages when we needed them. Then he grabbed the knife that I had dropped, that still had my blood on it. Then he and I left the room slowly and cautiously, him close behind me. We decided to check the piano room for Japan or Italy. We wandered to the third floor quietly, myself muttering the charm so we could do our best to go unnoticed. When we reached the door, I put my hand on the door knob and threw the door open.
England and I stepped into the room. I barely had enough time to react when I saw the glint of something metal slash towards my head. I quickly reached up and clapped the blade between my hands, crying out in pain due to the sudden movement of my wound.
"Europe!" England called.
I kept the blade in my hand, not responding to England, and I looked at my attacker. My eyes fell upon a bloodstained Japan. His hands were on the hilt of his katana and his eye
2pHetalia x Immortal!Insane!Reader-If This Is Love2p Hetalia x Immortal! Insane! Reader - If this is loveMore Like This
A/N: This contains blood and gore! Don't like? Don't read!
'You've got me shaking from the way you're talking
My heart is breaking but there's no use crying
What a cyanide surprise you have left for my eyes
If I had common sense I'd cut myself or curl up and die
Sticks and stones could break my bones
But anything you say will only fuel my lungs
Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
If this is love I don't wanna be loved
You pollute the room with a filthy tongue
Watch me choke it down so I can throw it up.'
You casually walked throughout the broke streets. Flames engulfed all the buildings around you. Ashes and screams of terrors filled the air. You took in a deep breath and happily sighed.
"Oh the lengths you all go through to kill me~" you sang. A knife whizzed towards you. You skilfully caught it in between your thumb and fore finger. "You were so close Oliver!"
You turned around to see a glaring Brit. His strawberry blonde
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You can not easily set foot into that "mysterious mansion"
in your town.
Because if you anger its former occupant,
you will not get away lightly...
Especially if there are no people there...
When you woke up, Gilbert was gone. Ludwig, Kiku,and Feli were still asleep. Since you didn't want to wake them up, you decided to go look for him. Though it would be dangerous, you went anyways, bringing the crowbar with you.
Quietly you left the room, looking both left and right before going down the hall. You held the crowbar in hand, in case that monster came out of nowhere. You checked almost ever room on that floor, but still no sign of Gilbert.
You were walking down the hallway slowly, not trying to make any noise. You had this strange feeling for some odd reason.
You froze for a moment and then looked around. Were those...gunshots? Was someone else in the house? Quickly you ran to where the sound might have came from, running as fast as possible. You ran by a staircase,
2p! Child! Italy x Child! Italy ~ My Bad SideMore Like This
Feliciano was horribly scared for his first day of second grade. The little Italian had been homeschooled by his grandfather for two years and had never had any other friends. He had only his brother Lovino, whom had been homeschooled alongside him.
“Alright, Feli, Lovi,” Feliciano’s heart jumped as his grandfather pulled up to the large, brownish-red bricked school. “Make some new friends today. Lovi has made some friends already, it appears,” His grandfather nodded his head toward the way Lovino was making eyes at the girls playing outside the school with jump ropes and hula-hoops, a playful smirk tipping his lips upward. The young and bitter Italian gasped at his grandfather, his cheeks darkening at the way he was insinuating that he liked girls.
“Girls are gross, Grandpa,” He muttered under his breath, huffily crossing his arms over his tiny chest.
Their grandfather chuckled and motioned for them to get out of the car. Feliciano felt his st
Neko!Reader X Neko!2P!China SEQUELMore Like This
You sadly smiled to yourself as you walked away from your new friend 2P!Chinacat, he was so like you it was uncanny. You had always been alone; no friends and your owner couldnt care less about you, you were just there for decoration.
You wore a mask of happiness around others so they wouldnt look down on you, always faking everything you did, you just wanted love. You hoped 2P!Chinacat could bring you that love, as you would bring him love just the same.
You decided that you would see him tomorrow at the same place. Soon enough day rolled around and you were off to find your kitty friend.
You spotted him on the corner looking around expectantly Hes so cute you thought to yourself as you trotted behind him. He didnt seem to notice your presence so you just sat down and assessed him.
Ugh, I knew it was too good to be true, aru 2P!Chinacat huffed A pretty cat like that would never want to be near a mess like me. 2P!Chinaca
Dreamtalia: Welcome to the Real WorldSssssh.More Like This
Imagine if you can
A world where dreams come true
And fading butterflies
Fly on twisting breezes
That wrap around you
And caress your tired heart
Oh, you poor soul
Italy sat up in his bed with a gasp. A small whimper escaped his lips, and he slowly got out of his bed. He walked over to the mirror that hung on his wall, placing his hand on it as he tried to slow his breathing.
The circles under his eyes were getting darker… He sighed a little, gaining control of his rapid heartbeat. He had been experiencing strange dreams for a while, which made it harder and harder for him to sleep.
“Maybe I can slip into bed with Mr. Germany…” He thought out loud. “It’s always easier to sleep when I’m with him!” Italy smiled, laughing a little, trying to return to his usual cheery demeanor.
Italy tiptoed out into the hallway, trying his best not to wake anyone in the house up. It was, after all, the middle of the night. He stopped in fr
Russia x Reader x ChinaMore Like This
This wasn't how it was supposed to have happened. You were just supposed to have been out on a date with your boyfriend, Yao, but Ivan had confessed his love to you, right as you were leaving your house to go meet him. You had panicked for a while, and then Ivan had grabbed you and pulled you back into your house, refusing to let you leave until you answered him properly.
You didn't know what to say! Most people were scared of the Russian, but you found him kind of cute, and nice to be around, of course! You sighed in frustration, not knowing what to say, you and Yao had been keeping your relationship a secret, because he was quite popular and he knew how vicious girls could be, he wanted to keep you safe, so Ivan didn't know you two had been dating.
You weren't ready to out yourself just yet, but If you turned Ivan down, you risked him thinking you were scared of him as well, or hurting his feelings, but you didn't want to do that, either! "U- Um..." You stammered quietly as you sat d
Russia x Reader: Halloween Candy(A/N: You and the countries are all kids in this, but I didn't put "Child!Russia x Child!Reader" because that's kind of a mouthful, da?)More Like This
"Trick or treat!"
You and your friends grinned as you each grabbed a piece of candy out of the bowl. The person holding it smiled at you guys, and then went back into their house.
"What did you get?" your friend Alfred, dressed as a big hamburger (surprising, I know), asked you eagerly. "Just a fun-sized chocolate bar," you replied kind of flatly. You had hoped to make a bigger haul this year, but the night was almost over, and your bag was less than halfway full. Alfred shrugged. "Oh, well," he said, grabbing a box of Nerds out of his bag and pouring it into his mouth. You sighed, taking a peek into your own bag. There wasn't much in there, and you didn't like a lot of the candy in there, either.
"You didn't get much candy, did you?" your friend Ivan asked. You shook your head. The Russian boy, in a ghost costume, smiled at you faintly. "I didn't eit
Crazy Sister (Russia X Reader)Author's Note: My first Hetalia fic! I love Russia XDMore Like This
I got this idea when I was looking at a clip on youtube about Belarus and Russia. She's terrifying in her own special way. (I can see why he's so afraid of her ._.)
The clip in case you want to/haven't seen it: [link]
You hummed happily while you looked at your shopping list. Your best friend was feeling under the weather recently so you offered to step in and take care of him since everyone else was too afraid to. Your (E/C) eyes skimmed the list and fell on the last item you still had to get. Vodka.
"He loves his vodka." You sighed and folded up the list, putting it in the pocket of your heavy winter jacket. Making your way to the liquor part of the store, you started reading labels of certain types of vodka.
Russia x reader | AvariceMore Like This
Russia x reader: Avarice
A voice; soothing and calm, melodious and quiet, heard by all, appreciated by few, was a thing to be envious of. A voice only used for the purpose of speaking of all things beautiful, was being used to cry out in despair, as the person behind the voice tried not to give in to his melancholy.
Her eyes; curious and intelligent, held beautiful memories of her youth. A youth which had been snatched so early, and enjoyed for a miniscule amount of time. Eyes that held regret, yet refused to give up.
Both at war with one another, and themselves. A gun in both their hands, pointed at one another, and eyes staring at each other with sadness.
“Must we destroy each other because of the avarice of our authority?” Y/n said, focusing her eyes on the man she loved.
“I never wished for this. The greed shown by our higher ups is something we cannot control. It infuriates me that I must even fathom doing such a thing. I would never hurt you, and I cann
Stolen - Thief!Russia x ReaderMore Like This
Ivan had thought the house was empty when he came in.
You stared at him, (e/c) eyes wide and flickering over his form nervously.
Both of you stood frozen before Ivan moved his hand - causing you to flinch and back away nervously.
“Who are you?” You asked in a meek voice, hands held nervously in front of you. Ivan took those few moments to inspect you - small and obviously frightened of him. The dress you wore was grey and plain, but despite this you looked cared for, clean and healthy. Whoever else lived here with you wasn’t around, that much he was certain of.
“My name…” He paused, wondering if he should tell you - but then again it wasn’t as if you could do anything to overpower him if things started going wrong. “-Ivan. My name is Ivan.”
“What do you want?” Was your next question, followed by, “Are you going to hurt me?” Your eyes went to his belt and Ivan sighed before relaxing from his tense, frozen posi
Russia x Reader -- FoundMore Like This
(This is the fourth. Here is the first: Russia x Reader -- Kindness)
(Name) had no idea what she was doing.
It was just thirty seconds after her lunch break started, and normally she would be hounding down the tastiest deli this side of town or searching for a tiny café to nest in until duty called again, but today no such hunt was planned. Instead, (Name) was leaning noncommittally against the Emporium’s sturdy brick storefront, hands shoved deep in the pockets of her overcoat, looking more like the hunted than the hunter. People were staring so curiously at her, she must’ve looked like a stunned, lost rabbit. She wasn’t lost though. Only lost as to what to do. She glanced at the paint-chipped fire hydrant that sat by her feet. (Name) always processed things better when saying them out loud as if someone was listening, and the hydrant seemed affable enough
Russia x Reader -- Thinking of YouMore Like This
(Here is the first: Russia x Reader -- Kindness)
Russia liked getting to the world conferences early. It was nice. He had the entire room to himself, even if it was only for a few minutes. The silence of a room waiting patiently for its occupants was reassuring, somehow. Vast whiteboard wiped pristine, blinds risen to let in gentle morning light, place settings carefully arranged in front of pushed-in chairs…everything sitting neat and unspoiled was just so uplifting, like it was confirming that it was a new day, and yesterday was long forgotten and forgiven. It was his private affirmation that with a new dawn came a chance to try and make things right.
But then someone would inevitably come in and see him, and then that look would flash across their face and frightened eyes, like oh God not you again, why is he here, why does he have to be here, and that was when he would remember that no,
Russia x Reader -- SilenceMore Like This
(Here is the link to the predecessor: http://fav.me/d8oavbk)
The time was midnight of Friday morning. The scene was the ground floor, in the half-lit kitchen. A single lamp swaying above a kitchen table illuminated the motionless cast below. Four people in the kitchen, and all was dead silent.
Norway, seated at the kitchen table, was the perfect picture of calm. Not a strand of hair or a fold of clothing was out of place as he gazed leisurely upon the newspaper spread before him. His features were stolid as always, not betraying any straying thoughts or emotions he might contain. However, the page didn’t turn, not once in thirty minutes, not even crinkling like it might if he was browsing the articles. Which he wasn’t. His sharpened eyes were fixed upon a single point in the print.
Denmark sat across from him, but with his normally shining azure eyes churning in a clouded storm he did not loo
Russia x Reader -- KindnessMore Like This
“Seriously? All of these?”
“All of these,” (Name’s) coworker, Amira, confirmed grimly. The metal fixtures of the jumbo bookcart creaked as she put her weight into it to inch it towards (Name). “Gotta be shelved today.”
(Name) couldn’t stifle the exasperated groan that came out. Normally, this wouldn’t be a problem. It was her job, after all, a job which she enjoyed and wished to earn her wage. But they were alarmingly short-staffed today, near half of the crew at home with the new virus going around, which meant that there were a lot of tasks that could only be performed by certain employees left unfulfilled. Generally, if something just had to be completed, it would fall to the next most-qualified. Which in this case, was not qualified in the least.
“Amira, doesn’t the Man know that I don’t know Russian?
Like We Used To (America x Reader x Russia)I can feel her breath as she's sleeping next to me,More Like This
Sharing pillows and cold feet.
She can feel my heart fell asleep to its beat,
Under blankets and warm sheets.
Alfred lightly traced the edge of the glass, whiskey half-gone. A light, nostalgic smile graced his face; the way you breathed in your sleep was so cute to him. Inhale through the mouth, exhale through the nose. Sometimes a little snore came out. Cute.
He remembered the way you would rub your cold feet against his legs, shivers running down his spine at how they felt like ice. But he didn't mind. He loved the way you wrapped your legs around his, even with your ice block feet; the way you gripped his waist tight in the night, a peaceful look on your face, or your face screwed up in horror as you had a nightmare. He would rub your back until your face relaxed and your grip loosened a little. And he would fall asleep with a smile on his face knowing you were in
RussiaXReader: A Day at the Beach (Oneshot)Hello! This is a contest entry for HetaXReadXInter, so I tried to keep it fairly PG, which is unusual for me. If you like it, please check out my other stuff! Also, this is my first time writing Russia, so bear with me if he sounds a little off. MintTeaRose, if you see this, don't worry! This is a practice run before I start writing your RussiaXReaders :3More Like This
Oh! Chincoteague and Assateague are real places by the way, and Pony Penning Day is a real thing too.
You rolled your eyes impatiently. You, _____ Jones, also known as Lady Liberty, were sitting with your big brother America and the rest of the countries at a big world conference. Germany had been lecturing about the importance of following rules after you set them – snore. You had been bored, and Al had busied himself with flicking paper balls at England, but Italy had actually fallen asleep.
As usual, Germany lost his temper and began to shout, scar
MAKOTOXREADER ~Love Without A Face ~More Like This
That was the third time it happened that week.
You felt your heart beating faster while you held the big box resting on your desk.
All your classmates looked at it, waiting for you to open it. They were already used to that situation. You just wanted to know who he was, the boy who was spoiling you so much even though you didn't know him.
A smile appeared on your face, thinking about the chocolates you had found in your locker on Monday, and the tulip on your jacket on Wednesday.
"Oi, ____, aren't you going to open it? We want to see what it is this time!" One of your classmates whined, removing you from your daydream.
You sighed, starting to rip the wrapping paper. It was a red box and a card. You blushed, grabbing the card and reading:
"Cause after all this time, I'm still into you. M."
Ignoring the tremble on your fingers, you frowned at the paper. M? You didn't know anyone with a M on their name. Everyone went silent, waiting for you to react or say something. With a dragged sigh,
CanadaxReader: FACE Part 3"You did WHAT?!" The voice emitting from Matthew's phone practically screeched.More Like This
"...I asked to spend the whole day- "
"Oui, I 'eard you fine zhe first time!" Francis sighed. "I just cannot believe you didn't go for zhe kiss!"
"Sorry, Francis." Matthew muttered. He hoped that his older brothers didn't see his decision as their efforts going to waste.
"It's fine. Zhis iz no problem!" Francis exclaimed. "I can make zhis work!"
"Don't you worry one minute, Mathieu!" The more passionate Francis sounded, the more fear he felt. "I will make sure zhis date iz a success!"
"D-Date?!" Matthew stuttered. He hadn't thought of it as a date up until this point.
"Oui! I will make sure you sweep her off her feet! ________'s precious maiden's 'eart will be yours!"
"Quickly, Mathieu!" Francis cut him off. "Where does _______ live?"
"W-why do you need to know?" Matthew ask
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
Request: CanadaxReader: SeattleYou pushed open the heavy, glass door and hurried outside. Within seconds, you were soaking wet.More Like This
'In Seattle Without an umbrella. Not the best thing that could happen.' You thought to yourself, cursing your luck. You'd gone to work that day with an umbrella on hand, but by the end of your shift, it was gone. Apparently some desperate person had run off with it, leaving you to walk home in the rain.
You sighed and tried your best to keep the rain out of your eyes as you hurried through the throng of people. The streets looked like a funeral march with all the business people donned with dark coats and carrying black umbrellas. None of them bothered to spare you a passing glance.
The rain was coming down harder now. It mercilessly stung your scalp and any exposed skin. You could hardly hear the roar of traffic over its constant pelting.
Suddenly, something caught your eye. I
Accents - Canadaxreader"Hey, Mattie..." You said, trying not to giggle.More Like This
"Could you uh... Could you read off this list of words for me?"
Canada took the list of words of from you and looked over them. He looked confused. "These aren't difficult words or anything..." he thought to himself. But he figured he'd humor you .
If he only knew...
"About" he started, raising a brow at the giggling girl.
"Sorry." you said, answering his silent question. "Continue, please."
"Um... Okay. 'against'."
She chuckled a little louder at this. The usually patient Canadian was starting to get a little irritated, but you motioned for him to continue.
You broke, bursting out into a fit of laughter. Canada also broke.
"Now, just one minute, missy! What the heck is so gosh darn funny?!" he demanded, still using that gentle tone.
"Ha ha, I'm sorry, Mattie. It's just... Aha ha... Your accent! It's so cute!!"
Canada suddenly went from being angry to being embarassed. "c-cute?" he questioned.
"Yeah!" you c
CanadaxShyReader ObservedCanada…he was always so quiet always melding into the crowd. You had never seen a man so…so…how can you put it. He wasn’t shy, he was very soft spoken. Yes, he was soft spoken. You usually observed his actions and how he would react to them. How his eyes showed comprehension, and a type of maturity. You’ve tried getting close to him but let’s say…you never truly could. You didn’t know how to approach him, or how to even start a conversation with him. You had a fear deep within your heart that he would reject you. Or that once you got to know each other you would find out that you didn’t get along.More Like This
It wasn’t until this one day, you were walking alone. Imagining how it would feel if someone was walking next to you. Having a conversation with them, that would make you feel contempt with the day. That’s when you saw him. He was walking down your neighborhood looking exasperated. He was holding a piece of paper in h
2p!Canada x Injured!ReaderWarning: I probably swear. And there is an teensy bit of self harm? Hitting of walls to prevent crying? I dunno...More Like This
I could tell you were trying not to cry. I rather admired that. It was difficult for you to hide some of your emotions, and you always developed a blank, slightly frowning mask when you were feeling any negative emotions, but I had never seen you cry in public. At the hormonal level most girls ran at, that was impressive.
Walking next to you, I tried to show you somehow, silently, that I was here for you. That you were allowed to hug me if you needed me to. But I had seen you shy away from human contact before. Always so outgoing, you still got overwhelmed easily. If you showed disgust at my touch, it might have really hurt me. So I couldn’t comfort you. Because you didn’t want to show your emotions at all in this hellhole, and I couldn’t bring myself to acknowledge that I noticed and above all, cared.
We passed through a doorway, and you hit the wall,
(request) 2P!Canada x ReaderYou stood in fear of the man in front of you, he looked down at you, blood covering him as he looked down at you, his bear standing next to him, covered in blood as well.More Like This
"Now, who are you." He grinned at you and you shrunk back.
"(N-Name)...." You whispered. You looked up at him as he smirked. He held a hand out to you and you looked up at him, deciding whether to take it or shrink back.
"Take the God damn hand." He growled and you nodded, taking his hand. He smiled and pulled you to your feet and pulled you into his arms.
You were frozen in fear and shock as the man hugged you.
"Your mine now~" He whispered in your ear and then nipped it gently. Soon after a wave of exhaustion hit you and you blacked out.
You woke up in a bright room. Your eyes stung slightly from the brightness so you shut them for a second. You opened them back up and sat up, noticing the white blankets that had been seconds ago keeping you warm. You looked to the window and watched as the grey curtain
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New Years resolution
That hockey stick. The one wrapped in barbed wire . The one with blood stained bandages.
How you hated it.
But he loved it, he cherished it like it was his one and only love.
He wasn't home right now, probably off messing around at some club. He would come back drunk, smelling of cigarettes and cheap perfume. But not yet, not for a while.
But you were home and so was the stick.
You walked over to it and grabbed the handle. It was heavy, surprisingly heavy. The handle was worn smooth, but the rest was rough.
It looked like it would burn quite easily.
You entered the kitchen of your small apartment and grabbed a pack of matches.
Back into the living room.
You wrapped the hockey stick in newspaper and set it on the grate in the fireplace.
He would kill you for this. But that was okay, because in a way you would be victorious.
Flicking a match in you sat back, watching as it slowly turn to ash. He would be home soon
Neko!2P!Canada X Reader: Flawed Final Flicking my tail, I stare up at the calendar. Has it really been one week already? It feels more like a month to me.More Like This
My nose twitches as something warm and salty teases my senses. Glancing over my shoulder, I stare with perked interest at the steaming fish sitting upon a plate.
Licking my lips hungrily, I trot over into the kitchen.
_______ grabs some spices from a cupboard and walks over to season the fish.
The scent becomes even more glorious and I can feel my ears heat up, when my stomach growls loudly.
“Hungry? Good because I’ve whipped up quite the treat for you.” My eyes widen as she sets the plate down on the floor by my paws.
My violet eyes stare into hers as I tilt my head to the side as if asking, ”for me? Really?”
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Amongst all the chaos of the city, the honking of taxis, the shouting of citizens, the arguing of couples or the everyday chit chat of friends and family, you hear only one thing. It echoes through your mind. It fuels your limbs with numbing adrenaline. It strangles your heart with fear.
But, you are stuck behind a crowd of people as they wait for the traffic to subside, allowing them to cross.
The red light burns your retina, as if laughing at you, torturing you, knowing you are unable to move.
How did no one notice? How did no one see his rage?
Everyone knows of Shizuo Heiwajima’s fury. The violent shouts and curses, the destruction, how could one remain ignorant of this terror? He is a living, urban legend, so obviously real, yet so fantastical that his reality still remains in question in the far regions of Ikebukuro.
You pull and tug at your hair, palms drenched in sweat, yet every part of skin riddled with goosebumps.
It started so si
What's real? pt2 (Italy x reader x 2p Italy)More Like This
Part 2 what is real?
Everything was pitch black and cold--just you and a flashlight in hand. You were wandering around the floor since Prussia left you…or maybe you left him behind. Either way you both got separated from each other after an earthquake or something pulled you apart. Being alone was starting to scare you and having very strong bad vibe on everything in the third floor was not helping.
You wandered into a room and saw your albino friend’s back. You sighed in relief and walked up to him.
“I found you Gil. Where the hell were you?”
“(name) is that you?” His voice sounded awfully odd and twisted.
“Gil what’s with your voice? You sound like a ghost. If that’s how your trying to scare me, it’s not working.” You laughed nervously.
The door behind you slammed shut and you jumped in surprise. You tried to open the door by twisting, banging, and even trying to kick it down.
“Shit we’re locked in Gil. Hey
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“What is a bella like you doing here?”
He asks. His voice is sultry like silk as he wraps a hand around your waist. You tense up a little, realizing that he is watching you like a predator with its new prey, but you try to maintain a façade. You could not back out now. You have a missing younger brother to look for, little to no leads on his whereabouts and a heartbroken mother you did not want to return to, at least not without your younger brother.
That is why you’re here, in the red light districts, filled with neon lights hanging, music a little too… sexy for your tastes, and dangerous men. Usually the clubs here paid you little attention, and when they did they were asking if you were up for a quick buck and a good time. And tonight, it was worse. You were caught in a heavy downpour with no umbrella. Unwilling to give up your search, you allowed yourself to get drenched.
Just for nights like tonight.
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Meant To Be
~Oaklerskies~ ((Warning: It's a pretty long story, so if you're impatient, don't bother reading.))
You were around 8 years old when your parents had split up. You were born out of wedlock, and your father, being the bastard he was, had made you and your mother's life, hell. He was a drunk, beat your mother frequently, was a convict, was a heroin addict and all the more you could imagine. Your mother had tried staying with him for your sake, seeing as she thought a child should always have both parents, and to your 'luck', your father didn't lay a hand on you. Though he did yell at you often. He didn't socialize with you much at all, and spent most of his time getting drunk and doing drugs, so you didn't have a relationship with him.
After the agonizing almost decade-long violent relationship, your mother had had enough and, your father being on probation at the time, tipped the police off that he was on heroin and he was dragged to jail/prison and wouldn't
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“It’s sad you already memorized the cheat codes.” I told Alfred as I walked in my house.
“No what’s sad is that you have to write them down.” He told me as he closed the door. “Where did ______ go?”
“She must have gone to bed already.” I sighed thinking of the day she had and how scared she must still be. I walked over to the coffee table cleaning up a couple of mugs and put them in the sink in the kitchen. “I’m going to check on ______.” I told Alfred while I walked down the hall to my bedroom. I saw the light still on as I turned the knob slowly. “_____? Are you still awake?” I asked as the door was open and I found that ______ wasn’t in there. I checked the bathroom but she wasn’t in there either.
“So is she asleep?” Alfred asked me as I walked back. I shake my head as I walk in the kitchen.
“______?” I called out but heard nothing so I
Werewolf!2p!ItalyxReader (Vore) (Contest entry)______ ran as fast as her legs could carry her. She hid behind a tree and looked around her and let out a relived sigh.More Like This
"You can never escape our love."
_____ screamed as she saw the male in front of her. His name was Luciano Vargas, and he was her stalker.
"Get away from me!" _____ shouted. Luciano shook his head.
"I can never leave you, not after all our time together. You must return my feelings or there will be consequences." Luciano said.
"No! I hate you!" ______ said before running home. Her (younger\older) (brother\sister) looked confused as she shut the door behind her and locked it. But that confusion turned into fear as the sounds of growling and scratching could be heard from behind the door.
"What's going on!?" (sibling's name) shouted.
"Don't tell that thing where I am! " Was all ______ said before running to the bathroom, and closing the door. She watched through the doors lock as a giant reddish brown wolf with purple eyes burst through the door.
"WHERE IS SHE!?" T
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Gil pulled a giant sword he was carrying off his back, "Say hello to my JUSTICE SWORD~!" he cheered.
Antonio pulled some mini bombs out of his pocket, they looked like Tomatoes?
And France had a whip, (awkward right? O.O Oh well story continuing powers, activate!)
Two-K got up and dusted his pants, " You blokes came into my house without my consent. This calls for some punishment." He threw three knives at Gil.
Francis used his whip to stop them mid course and make them crash to the ground. Gil made a mad dash at Lain, Lain pushed you behind the couch and pulled a gun on Gil.
Gil you put his sword in front of himself as a shield, making the bullets ricache off all around the room.one of then hit the couch not to far from where you were.
Gil swung his sword, cutting Lain's gun in half; "you people keep messing up all my good guns!" Lain was furious!
He jumped onto Gil's sword the next time he swung it and ran down it quickly kicking Gil in t
Stargazing, RussiaxReader You yawned and sat up in bed to find that there was a stunning lack of Russian beside you. You sighed, rubbed your eyes, and flung the covers from your form before swinging your legs over the side of the bed. You winced slightly at the foreign cold feeling that raced through your bare feet.More Like This
You knew that Ivan wasn't up to anything horrible, at least that was what you hoped, but that didn't curb your curiosity. He was always up to something interesting. One night, you woke up to find him making beef dumplings in the kitchen because he, quote, "felt like it was a beef dumpling morning."
You smiled at the memory. You may not completely understand everything he does but you thought that all those things added to his charm.
You padded down the long and dark hallway of his house, staring at the multiple pictures along the wall as you went. They were framed pictures someone took of you and Ivan during random intervals of your life. Your favorite was a picture of Ivan wrapp
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He had just returned home from yet another unproductive world meeting and thrown the sleek covers over his body. It had been a long and stressful day and it seemed that the minute he had walked into the house you two shared, his mood had instantly lightened, but now sleep was threatening to overcome the powerful man.
He had just let his eyelids close over his violet eyes when you let out a small sigh. He loved all your small sounds, from your small sighs to your hums or even yelps of surprise, and they fascinated him to no end, after all, he wasn't ever one for small noises.
Ivan ran a large hand gently through your hair, letting a small, childish smile play on his lips. You almost always made some type of noise in your sleep when you were dreaming. He wondered for a moment what you were dreaming and if
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“Wait, Irina!” Russia called, following the secretary as she threw open the double doors and stormed out into the cold. “Let’s talk about thi– Irina please don’t quit! Come on, I’ll give you a raise!”
She never stopped to explain, never turned to look at him, didn’t even hesitate to quit her job – just left Russia in a state of complete disarray, his office messy and unmanageable without her, and not even a word of warning beforehand.
So that was it.
His secretary had just walked out on him… again.
The twentieth one.
He brought a hand up to his forehead and massaged it roughly as a sudden headache overtook his skull. There was no way he would ever get another secretary. Most women were too scared to work for him and the others were just too smart to even try. Hate letters and complaints, politics, economics, laws… No person in their right mind would ever take a job like that.
Air whooshed pas
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THEME #115: GLASSES
Ugh, why me?!
Walking down the sidewalk toward Hetalia World Academy, you couldn’t help but anxiously ring your hands together and fiddle with your backpack, simultaneously awkwardly balancing a frappuccino from Starbucks. Your mind was a swirling mess of worries and dread; you really didn’t want to go to school today.
You owed your sense of unease to the shiny new pair of (f/c) glasses perched on your nose—you’d never worn them before today.
Your ophthalmologist (eye doctor) had examined you a few weeks previous and informed your boss (who had acted as your guardian for that appointment) that you were in need of a change—your eyesight was absolutely terrible; no sugarcoating about it. You had failed the majority of the tests given to you; you were awfully nearsighted. Anything across the room from you was blurry and smudged. Things tended to blend together when you attempted to read words on the book spines on that
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Her Last Wish
Russia x Reader
The snow was always such a beautiful sight, no matter how cold. It just had its own, unique way to show the world just how wonderful and splendidly made it was. It was perfect and white, sinless and pure from any human problems. It gently touched every little surface, the grass, the trees, the flowers, and even the buildings. Snow sparkled in the sunlight, no matter how dull or bright it may be. The tiny ice crystals allowed gentle animals to cross its surface, and it allowed young children to make beautiful angels from it. Snow was such an alluring subject.
Icicles littered shingles, lampposts, and trees. They too were perfect looking in every way. Yet, why did the adults knock them down? Why did the parents shovel the snow away? Even the plow truck scraped up the white crystals, discarded them to side, sta
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The detention Kid had that day was the best he had of all the other times. Stein didn't want them to talk, but he didn't say they couldn't sit next to each other and pass notes. The whole time, they passed notes back and forth. Each time, Maka would giggle and blush alittle. Kid missed seeing her like that. This whole thing had been a mess and he was happy to see Maka smile again.
Stein just sat at his desk, smoking a cigarette. Of course, he asked Kid and Maka if it was okay before he did, though. For once, detention flew by too fast. Kid knew that once it ended, he would have to go back to not even getting to say a word to Maka, even in writing.
He frowned as the bell rang and Stein got up from his chair. Reluctantly, Kid stood up and slowly walked toward the door. Maka did the same. To his surprise, Spirit was in the doorway, waiting for them. Oh great,
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"What is it?" Kid asked Maka. She paused for a second like she was debating with herself. Then she smiled, "Oh, nevermind. It's nothing." She rolled over in the bed to where her back was facing him. "Goodnight," she said. "Yeah, goodnight." he layed down next to her. Was what she was going to say important? Kid discarded the thought almost immediantly. He then began to think of if they got caught. Maka had been sneeking into kids room every night for the past six months. They were afraid that no one would approve of them being together, so they kept it a secret. They never 'did anything' except for that one night, but they promised each other not to do it again unless they were married. If what she had to say had anything to do with that... Kid shook his head and closed his eyes. If it was then she'd tell him. Ri
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Maka sat up in her bed. She would've stayed up all night if she hadn't cried herself to sleep. Last night was pretty crazy. When she heard the door open, it was Soul walking in.
"I thought you might be hungry," he said while holding a bowl. He walked over and set it on Maka's bed-side table. He began to stir it and said, "Mmmmmm! Chicken noodle!" as if trying to get her to laugh. She gave him a stone hard expression so he flushed from embarrassment and stood up.
"Well, I gotta go to school now. If you need anything, Blair will be here," he said. Maka leaned back on her pillow.
"Will I be able to go tommorrow?" she asked.
Soul smiled and nodded. He then hesitated for a second. After scratching his head and pondering for a second he said, "I wouldn't say this to his face, but I think your dad went overboard. To tell the truth, I always knew you and Kid would end up tog
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Maka hated being at home all day. She even had to stay in bed! It was good that she could go to school tommorrow. She really wanted to see Kid. Even if she couldn't talk to him, she wanted to see his face.
There was nothing to do at home except to hang out with Blair who is as annoying as hell! She kept asking Maka questions about Kid, like she even wanted to answer them! The one question Maka hated the most was: "Was he GOOD?" This question always made Maka become flustered and Blair would laugh and ask it again.
Suddenly ,Blair jumped as the sound of a door slamming filled the apartment. Maka watched Blair as she slowly crept toward the bedroom door. When she opened it slightly, she sighed in relief. "It's just Soul," she said. Afterwards, she left the room, purposely leaving the door cracked for Maka to hear what was going on.
Soul voice obv
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It was Maka's second day back at school. She was surpirsed that her father hadn't given Kid detention again (as far as she knows). She sat in her seat waiting for the bell to ring when Kid walked in with Liz and Patty following. For some reason, they were upset. "I can't BELIEVE he gave you detention again!" shouted Liz. Kid turned around and shushed at her. Maka flared her nostrels. Of course her father would have done that with out her knowing.
Kid didn't look at Maka at all when he made his way to his seat. She knew why. Maka then leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms. There was a determined expression on her face as she tried to come up with a plan. When Soul came in, he asked what she was doing. In response, she said, "SShhhh! I'm thinking!"
Spirit was, once again, by Professors Stein's side during class. He didn't seem a
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Spirit walked into the Death room. He was still finding the right words to say. If Death didn't already know what happened, how was Spirit supposed to explain it all? He could be blunt and say, "Your son got my daughter pregnant." That would be too straight forward. Spirit bit his lip and tried to think while walking up to Lord Death.
Before he could even figure out what to say, he was already standing in front of the Shinigami. He then silently cursed himself for not thinking of a better plan sooner. He usually wasn't afraid of Lord Death, but with the news he had, he was terrified. Death looked down at Spirit, "Hey, Wazzup, Death scythe! Long time, no see!"
Spirit gulped, "H-hello, Lord Death. H-how are y-you?"
He scratched the back of his head.
Death tilted his head at him. It was hard for Spirit to focuse on him, espacially since no one's ever seen Lord Death's f
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Kid suddenly woke up. He'd been having that certain dream over and over since his wife, Maka, had gotten pregnant. They were still alittle young, 19 to be exact, but they were older than they were before. Kid was still known as Kid though, because he wouldn't be Lord Death until he turned 21. He rolled over in the bed to see the time. It was four in the morning. He groaned and rolled back over to where he was facing Maka.
A smile shaped his lips as he gently put his hand on the bulge forming on her stomache. Maka stirred in her sleep, but relaxed again when Kid began to rub her stomache. It seemed she had been having the same dream as he was. He layed his head on his pillow, still rubbing her, and looked over to the diamond ring glisstening on her finger.
Kid knew he had made no mistakes. Soon that child in her was going to call him "dad" or "daddy". He or she was pr
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Chapter 4: Bandage
You gasped and opened your eyes in shock. Bang, bang, bang! Bang!! BANG!!! Gunshots?! What is up with this school?! But never mind that! Gunshots? Someone was shooting something... but at what? It sure wasn't at you since you didn't feel pain, except from your back wounds. You lifted up your head to look at what was happening.
The black beast was gone. And in its place was a boy about the same age as you. He had brown hair and turquoise eyes framed by rectangle glasses. He wore a long coat that you had never seen before. The boy was surveying the area; looking for any more demons, you guessed. When it seemed like the coast was clear, he put away the guns he was holding, and turned his attention to you.
He extended out a hand as he asked, "Are you alright? I hope I got here in time." You noted that he had three moles on his mature face.
You nodded and took the hand he offered you, keeping one of your hand
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Chapter 5: It was Wrong and Unfair...
What your new friend Yukio said lingered in your mind for the rest of the evening.
-| FLASHBACK brought to you by Mr. Four-Eyes!!! |-
"Demons?" you asked as you carefully dressed yourself, "Its possible for humans to exorcise them?!"
"Why, yes," your friend replied. Yukio was currently putting back the first aid supplies he used on your injuries. "It is possible. Would you like to know how?"
You looked at him in shock. "R-Really?! Am I allowed to?" You had just finished putting on your undergarments and your torn-up shirt back on.
Yukio chuckled, "Yes, you are allowed to. There is a special class only for Exorcists. To join, go to the Principal and ask for his permission."
In a blink of an eye, you were in front of him, grasping his hands. "Wow! Thank you sooo much, Yukio! Now I can-!" You stopped mid-sentence, eyes wide with shock.
Yukio looked at you confused. "(Name)-san? I'm sorry, but what was t
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Chapter 6: I Soo Want to Punch Him!
~* Mephisto's P.O.V. *~
So (Full Name) was the child ten years ago. He grinned, his teeth sparkling in the moonlight. With his two younger brothers and the girl from that family he murdered, this is going to be a fun lifetime indeed...
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Mephisto stood on one of the beams on the unfinished building, sipping his tea while looking at the vast city below. He had just gotten off the phone with Yukio about Rin, and was pleased with the news.
"Sorry I'm late," someone to his right said. Mephisto knew who it was immediately.
Without looking at the talker, Mephisto replied, "Long time no see, Earth King Amaimon."
"Yes. It has been awhile, Brother."
Keeping his gaze to the city, Mephisto asked, "How is Gehenna?"
"Everyone is absolutely livid. If we didn't get the news of Satan's offspring being in Assiah..."
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Your [h/c] whipped around your head as you lunged at the table full of cadets. The group of youngsters jumped at your sudden movements and stared at you with wide eyes. Sasha even dropped the potatoes that was in her hands. Reaching across the table, your fingers wrapped around the tipped salt shaker and yanked it towards you.
“U-uhm, Squad Leader [Name]?” the young girl stuttered.
With a frantic look in your [e/c] eyes, you ignored her and stood up straight. Lifting your other hand, you poured a small amount of salt into it before tossing it over your shoulder. You closed your eyes and sighed in relief. After a moment of silence, you looked at the cadets.
“That was close” you said with a smile. “Be more careful next time, Sasha.”
The young soldiers continued to just stare at your in silence, confusion plastered on every face. You raised an eyebrow.
“Tch” a low voice s
Grumpy Old Man: Levi x ReaderLevi watched as her body twisted through the rainy forest, skillfully jumping between branches. Her [h/l] [h/c] clung to her wet face, and the man could have sworn she was smiling. He tore his grey eyes away for a moment to swing at a nearby titan. There had been more of them then the expedition had been expecting, and it was looking like more than they could handle. A handful of men and woman were already lost. The Corporal wondered why Erwin hadn’t ordered a retreat yet. Slicing through another titan, Levi heard a sharp whistle coming from [Name]’s direction. Levi saw her squad appear around her, before they all nodded and sped off. [Name] whistled again as she clapped her blades together. The noise attracted the surrounding titans and they began towards her. Eyes never leaving the girl, Levi darted after her. What was she doing? Attracting them all to her like that. [Name] whizzed through the trees ahead of him before coming to a large trunk. The dark haired manMore Like This
Brat - Levi x Reader - Part 9By the time you woke up, dinner had already started. You quickly ran into the mess hall, you slid to the table to grab your tray and eat with your friends. Eren looked up at you with sorrow about the squad. They fought and defended Eren with everything they had. He probably felt the whole thing was his fault.More Like This
Everyone around you had been talking about the mysterious female titan, Armin and Mikasa felt they knew who it was but refused to say it. You felt the eyes of Levi burning the back of your head, it made you feel uneasy knowing you had to go to his office after dinner. You knew you weren't in trouble, but you were scared of what he had in mind for you.
You were sitting there lost in your thoughts when you noticed Sasha and Connie stealing your food. You slapped her hand away and took your food back. You glared at her before taking a bite and focusing on the conversations happening around you.
Jean was trying to hit on Mikasa, as Eren was talking about exterminating all the titans.
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You strolled into the mess hall and sat by your friends Armin, Eren, and Mikasa. Armin had already gotten your tray for you knowing you sleep in late.
"Thanks Armin!" You said hugging him, and eating your food. Armin blushed and continued eating. "Not a problem" he replied with a small smile.
"Have you considered waking up when you're supposed to (y/n)? Jean asked
You shot Jean a glare. "Shut the fuck up, horse face" you snapped at him.
Jean stood up angrily "What did you say to me (l/n)?!
You slammed your hands on the table "I think you know damn well what I said..horse face" You hissed the last part at him.
Your table looked behind you two in fear.
"Cadets!" Shouted a familiar voice.
You quickly turned to face the short captain and saluted him. "Sir!"
Jean did the same while you shot him a 'you're fucked' look.
"Kirstein! (l/n)! What do you filthy brats think you're doing."
You kept quiet and looked at the wall above the corporal. "(l/n). I asked you a ques
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“You had sex with him. The rumors about him being sadistic are true.” Crap. She figured it out. I rubbed my temples, quivering out a deep breath. I’m so dead.
“(Y/N) are you in danger?” Mikasa grabbed my forearm and began unbuttoning my shirt. “What are you doing?” I asked trying to push her off. She just tore off my shirt!
She gasped even louder this time. “Your hip is almost dislocated!” Mikasa examined my body at all the cuts and bruises. She covered her mouth while tears swelled. Oh no. She thinks it must’ve been hell for me when it wasn’t.
I mean I was being harassed by him. “It’s okay, Mikasa-”
“We have to tell the authorities about this, and you need to go see a nurse.” Mikasa wiped her tears viciously giving me a T-shirt to cover up.
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[once again, WARNINGS for creepiness, violence, TRIGGERS for abusive/obsessive relationships, language, and yandere-ness]
"Cadet [First] is unwell again?" Hanji inquired, gently blowing on her cup of tea. "How very strange! I was so certain that her condition had improved. She looked quite healthy when I last spoke with her."
Levi propped up an elbow against the armchair, and stared into the fireplace. His own cup of tea remained untouched on the table.
"She is in a… precarious state right now," he said, not meeting Hanji's eyes. "I still intend to keep her in my care, no matter how long it takes for her to recover."
Hanji smiled and took a delicate sip. "Yes, well… I'm sure she trusts you very much, Levi. She and I were just talking about you earlier."
Pitch black eyes flickered in the firelight. "Meaning…?"
The bespectacled woman let out a burst of laughter. "Don't look at me like that, Levi. Only good things, naturally. Your dedicati
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Oh, sinners, let’s go down,
Down to the valley to pray.
I was sent backward before Dad took my face in his large hand and rammed my head into the wall. I sank to the floor, my vision blurring, while he shoved me in various directions with his booted foot. In the meantime, Mom sat on the couch sipping from her coffee mug, calmly watching the scene unfold. She would say something every now and then to try and prove a point, but I’d learned a long time ago not to trust the bullshit that came out of her mouth.
The last thing I remember before I blacked out was Dad hissing, “Piece of shit.” He pushed my head again with his foot, and I lost consciousness.
The next day (three weeks after Ludwig showed up at my door) was a constant struggle. I fought my body all day to stay upright, stay conscious, stay inconspicuous. I had started picking less fights since I met Ludwig; whether or not that was coincidence I’m not sure, but I knew it would be better for me
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Oh, sinners, let’s go down,
Down to the valley to pray.
I didn’t see Ludwig again for the whole summer. I saw him in passing at class registration nearly two months later, but he hadn’t noticed me. I knew he was confused about his encounter with Mom, and he no doubt went home and told his family. Now the seed of suspicion had been planted. I wasn’t sure how to feel about it.
I now made my way through the school hallways on my first day of class as an eighth-grader. My right arm ached horribly from Dad’s rampage the previous night; he had grabbed my arm and twisted it backwards at a weird angle, so much so that he let go immediately after hearing a loud pop. When he left, I came to the conclusion that nothing was broken, but the whole appendage would hurt like hell for the next few weeks.
The first few classes were all the same: boring subjects with equally boring teachers. P.E. was fifth period, and I knew it was going to be a real workout when the
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Oh, sinners, let’s go down,
Down to the valley to pray.
My body crashed into the wall. Dad had been shoving me this way and that around the house since I got home. It wasn’t really painful, especially compared to his fully unleashed wrath; it would hurt a little if I collided with something like the coffee table or the corner of a counter, but I was certain his current fit would leave me with no new bruises.
In fact, while he was pushing me around, my mind was partly preoccupied with recalling the ride home. Their father drove while the three of us sat in the back seat, and we were all silent for most of the trip. I introduced myself to their father, and he asked about me and my parents. I did my best to answer without saying anything that would lead to suspicion—I’d learned the hard way years before to act natural when it came to my parents.
Mr. Beilschmidt was a stern, polite, quiet man, and he looked just like Ludwig (but much older, of course). He ask
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Oh, sinners, let’s go down,
Down to the valley to pray.
I’m not quite sure when it all started. Dad had always shown animosity toward me, and Mom had always turned a blind eye. When I was younger, he was gentler; when I was still fragile, his abuse was merely verbal. It wasn’t until I was around nine years old—that was when he first laid a hand on me.
It was after I’d come home from school. The bus had dropped me off, and I was making my way through my front door.
Dad seemed to loom over me, glaring down with a rolled up magazine in his hand. After striking me on the side of the face, he began one of his typical verbal lashes. The phrases “worthless piece of shit” and “little bitch” were common, and were often repeated several times.
The violence gradually became more frequent, and his torrents of words perpetuated. I would consistently go to school with new bruises, sometimes on my face. When asked about them,
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Yoshida Yuuzan x reader: Trustworthy 4
I don't own anything but the plot. Comments and reviews please!
[This is how I imagine Mit-Chan to act. Sorry if you feel he's ooc]
For the past two weeks you've been avoiding Yuuzan and taking care of the baby all on your own. More often than not, the baby cried and it cried all night long. "Yoshida-San and [L/n]-san are not getting along?" Sensei asked, his tone was knowing. You nodded, a bit bewildered by how he knew.
"Children are more likely to cry if the relationship between the parents is strained." Sensei told you. You sighed and explained the whole situation ,hoping he'd understand and switch your partner.
"You see he's an asshole and his friends! Ugh, I just..." You finished, rocking the baby in your arms, as it had started crying again.
"Well I say that you try and talk to him and find about his trauma."
"If you fail this class you'll have to retake it, consequently off putting getting your degree." You thought ab
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It just had to happen today.
A craving for [favorite candy].
The day people like [Name] hide away at home to keep from getting trampled to death by everyone in Walmart.
It started out as a simple trip across the street from [Name]'s apartment to the internationally known store, but quickly turned into [Name] being washed away in a wave of insane people.
There were people everywhere.
And it wasn't just the fact that they were triggering a sense of claustrophobia, but they were, as she feared, trampling her like she wasn't even there. She pitied the crazy moms that brought their little kids in here on this evil day.
Some time within the duration of the ten minutes she had been in the store, she ended up on the floor with people stepping and tripping over her. Some greedy people would nag at her for being in such a place and