(Levi x Reader) Again.More Like This
One. Two. Three. You counted waiting for him to finish and leave you in bed like he did every time he came into your room. He didn’t ask for permission because he knew you couldn’t object. He didn’t kiss you or hugged you wasn’t gentle or showed any affection to you what so ever. You knew he was simply using you and you let him.
You had always admired him and slowly that admiration started turning into something prohibited. Something that was dangerous for people with a job like yours. You started developing feeling towards him. Of course they were purely platonic and you would probably never act on them. But being the romanticist you were once you started imagining how being with him would be like.
You started imagining how he would change for you. How he would love you and show you every time he had the chance. That he would kiss you so tenderly that you would go flying straight to heaven. That never happened. Slowly you started changing. Slowly your bubbly an
Dear Poetry,You will find out that I am not a strong person. Dragons do not make a home beneath my skin to hoard their treasured princesses. I am not that lucky. For I have misplaced collarbones just as quickly as I’ve misplaced hearts, a pulse still rhythmic against my fingertips. I am a monster of words, devouring Cummings and Plath with no ounce of self control left in my body. I promised myself this weight would not fall for the sharp edges of stars ground into your knuckles. But, write air into my lungs, poetry. Give this wild thing a reason to learn the definition of tamed.More Like This
Write me a poem, and I will promise to fall in love with you, slowly and then…all at once.
Cross My Heart Popular!Prussia X Bullied!ReaderThis is my life. To be pushed fiercely against the walls and lockers. To be insulted by my peers. To beaten to point where I was bleeding. This is my life. Most teens would beg their parents to get out of that school. I would....if I had any. My parents died in a car crash at the beginning of freshman year. My depression made me an outcast. The weird girl. The money from their life insurance was enough to at least last me for a few years. So I would definitely be able to pay for college. I take care of myself because no one else will. No one.More Like This
Finally the school day had ended. I normally take the bus home, but I chose to walk home today because of the new bus settings. Someone was added to same bus I take. Gilbert Beilschmidt. The man I hated with a burning passion.
There is no way I am taking the same bus as him. I never even want to be in the same area as him. He's nothing to me. Just like I'm nothing to him.
I walk pass the buses where other students
DenmarkXShy!Clumsy!Reader DenmarkXShy!Clumsy!ReaderMore Like This
What other words could you use to describe you?
Let’s not forget shy too…
What a great package you made!
After slipping in the wet grass and landing soundly on your arse, you just wanted to go home. Your bag and all its contents were scattered across the lush grass as you pounded your balled fist onto the ground.
Let’s not overlook the several notable sets of laughter coming from all over the park. Joggers, Tai Chi enthusiast, and little kids playing on the swing set. Little kids were laughing at you! They eat their snot for crying out loud!
Growing Up Again ch 11 (PrussiaxChubby!Reader)For Gilbert, Monday couldn't come quick enough. He had tried calling you and texting you several times over the weekend, but you either didn't answer, or you told him you were too busy,you had to help your mom, you had prior plans, Arthur needed your help. Gilbert was starting to feel as if you were avoiding him, which you were.More Like This
He made sure he got there early, well before you and most of the other employees. The only person who arrived before Gilbert, was Ludwig.
"Gilbert, why are you here so early?" Ludwig asked, pure confusion written all over his face.
"I wanted to get an early start, being gone for almost a month, I'm sure there's lots of things I'm behind on." He smiled.
"Ms. ____ kept up on your work. If I'm not mistaken, you shouldn't be behind on anything." Ludwig smiled.
"She did what? What about the Kohler project?"
"Done, and the Kohler's are very pleased with the results. Don't worry, she ran everything by me and I approved it all and of
Growing Up Again ch 10 (PrussiaxChubby!Reader)"Did you mean what you said?"More Like This
Gilbert stared at the man with a bewildered expression across his face.
"Young man, are you even listening to me?" He asked.
"How did you get in here? Are you a doctor?" Gilbert asked, standing up and getting a better look at the man.
"No, I'm ____'s father. I'm gonna ask you again, did you mean it?"
Your father let out a hearty sigh.
"That you would do anything for her to wake up."
"Yes, anything! It's my fault she's lying here like this."
"Would you take her place?"
"What?" Gilbert asked, a sinking suspicion he knew what your father meant.
"Did I mumble? Would you take her place? Would you get hit by a car and lie here in that bed instead of her?"
Gilbert looked back to where you were, just now noticing that he was surrounded by nothing but darkness, just him and your father standing in the void.
"Yes, I would take her place. I don't want her to suffer like this because of me. She's already suf