Pruski kociokwikBezwąsy Otto von Bismarck kupował paczkę żelków Haribo. Stłoczone złote, zielone, białawe i czerwone misie przylepiały półprzezroczyste mordki do przejrzystego okienka opakowania. Jedynie cienka warstwa folii powstrzymywała te niedźwiedzie zastępy przed wysypaniem się na podłogę prosto pod nogi kobiety o eleganckich, wąskich dłoniach arystokratki. Bardziej niż rączka plastikowego koszyka, pasowałby do nich pierścień z dużym, drogocennym okiem. Rubinowym lub szmaragdowym. A gdyby była Francuzką i urodziła się w nieodpowiedniej epoce, to te same ręce w drodze na szafot ozdobiłaby bransoleta ze sznura. Trwał jednak wiek zupełnie inny, mianowicie dwudziesty pierwszy. Wiek informacji, globalizacji i innych „–acji”, wśród których częstokroć próżno było szukaMore Like This
Unforgotten - TMNTUnforgottenMore Like This
Pairing: Leonardo / Michelangelo
Warning: Light turtlecest.
It had been three months ago to the day that Master Splinter had sent Michelangelo to Tetepare Island, the largest uninhabited island that belonged to the Solomon Islands, to sharpen his skills and to learn how to focus and concentrate better, and most importantly to take care of himself. But what Michelangelo thought would be a long vacation turned out to be a struggle to survive. He no longer had the pleasure of his brothers to take care of him.
Michelangelo spent most of his days exploring the island, making friends with the wild life. He studied the marine turtles that called the Tetepare beaches their home. He learned a lot from the wild turtles, they helped him find proper food and water to live on. Mikey followed the turtles to the many reefs that surrounded the island, where he caught fish and collected seaweed. The dolphins taught him to hold his breath for lon
A Day at the Beach- KikuxReader (drabble)More Like This
I smiled to myself as I looked around. It was so sunny! There were beautiful, puffy clouds that were floating up in the sky…which was a beautiful blue, by the way. The air smelled clean, it wasn’t too hot…
It was a perfect day at the beach.
“Don’t you think it’s beautiful…. Kiku?” I turned around to see my boyfriend looking different from when I first saw him.
“Hai, it is,” he said. Or at least that’s what you thought he said. It was hard to see his face because he had a big sombrero- like hat, with a head scarf on, a long sleeve light button up shirt and swimming trunks. Oh, and he was also wearing sunglasses and gloves as well.
“Why did you put all of that on?” I asked him curiously, suppressing the urge to laugh.
“…skin….” He mumbled.
“What?” I asked again.
“Nothing. Never mind… let’s find a spot!” he suddenly said, walking faster.
Yandere!Hetaloid!RussiaXReader UninstallHetaloid!RussiaXReaderMore Like This
If there are no more...then you will only look at me
STOP!: In this story Russia/Ivan is a...Yandere.He kills people and you know...So if you don't like to read about killing then go away~~~~
This was based on 'Kaito ga Uninstall'
'Since the day we met,you were special to me and I was special to you,Da? I have always said to myself that i'm special to you.But i' not the only one you look at.What do I need to do?What?So you will only look at me...?
Being just another Hetaloid that you have...I can't understand why...I will just have to keep my fake smile...Until I have the answer.
I have been wishing for you to look at me...Only at me...
Now I understand what I have to do...So you will only look at me!'
"I'll break them all!! In to pieces! Because you only need me,da~?" I grinned "I will take their lifes away!" "And then you will only look at me" I smiled
"Oh _____~ My sunflower~ You just
Fem!Russia x Homeless!Reader - Under Her WingMore Like This
It was a particularly cold evening. The snow was fresh and light on the ground, and the breeze was nipping at your reddened nose. Unfortunately, your cardboard box and ripped trenchcoat had no effect on the below freezing temperatures. You were going to catch a cold, or even worse, conduct a severe case of frostbite if you stayed outside any longer. However, you didn’t have a choice.
You had tried to hold up your small can for change, but it hurt your frozen arms. Of course, no one was generous enough to drop a few pennies in the damn thing anyways. Apparently people didn’t know that Christmas was supposed to be the giving season.
Knowing that you were going to have no luck, you crawled into your box and curled up, your knees pressed against your cheeks. You had to keep warm somehow, and this was just about the only way you had. Unfortunately, you had no gloves and your shoes were worn, so they weren’t much help either. You jeans had a few holes, but they were