North ItalyXYandere!Reader Wake Up Call I didn't hear what you were saying.
I live on raw emotion, baby.
I answer questions, never maybe.
And I'm not kind if you betray me.
So who the hell are you to say "we"?
I never would've made it, baby.
Their relationship had been going swimmingly, (Name) had no idea what happened. Just that Feli wanted to break it off one day.
"Ve, (Name)?" he said to her, "I...I think I want to break up. I love someone else now." He looked away, avoiding eye contact with the (h/c) haired girl.
"Sorry," (Name) said, putting her book down, "What did you say, Feli?" Her eyes started to slowly lighten.
"I-I want to break up with you. I'm sorry, (Name)," he said trembling. (Name) wondered why. All she was doing was smiling at him.
"No," she said, her eyes void of colour and turning a light grey.
"N-No?" Feliciano started backing up into the wall. (Name) followed him.
"No. You can't break up with me, Feli. I love you," she said, smiling swe
PrussiaxReader-Gilbird's Mommy (1)
You sitting on the porch, letting the cold breeze blow your (h/c) around your face. Almost forgetting, you ran towards the woods behind your house and up to an oak tree. "Gilbird..come on dear.." you say earning a chirp before a yellow blur came rushing into your scarf. "Uh oh we should get you inside before you catch a cold..and also your aunt is coming over." also earning another chirp from the happily yellow bird.
~*~At your house~*~
You were just about to be finish with the cookies and the chocolate cake baking in the oven. Until a knock was heard at the door from your best friend..ME! "Yo (nickname), open up before I die out here!" you laugh at her comment before rushing towards it. "Thanks." she answer giving you a hug which you return "It's nice to see you too, Kuni." you smiled before a certain bird came rushing in.
"Hey there buddy how's my favorite bird doing~?" she ask in a baby voice "Oh and (nickname), Big brother Prussia and the rest of the other BTT are coming over if
Sollux x reader PART TWOOOOkay so apparently I can't write a certain amount and I lost some of my story
~ You look over at him and you have just finished cleaning.
"Ok Sol, are you ready to learn how to cook toast?"
"Ye-th I am! There i-th not th-upoth-ed to have fire right?"
"No Sol, it is not supposed to have fire."
You two share a laugh, but as you listen to his laugh, it seemed strained and in pain. This wasn't the Sol you know. Something must be wrong. Your Sol is fun and would be laughing his head off as we cleaned up our.... HIS mess. Your Sol would be more obnoxious and wouldn't apologize like this. This was not your Sol, something was wrong.
"Sol are you okay?"
"I-I'm fine (name)."
"No you are not."
He chuckles a bit.
"Am I that eath-y to read?"
You throw in the bread in your other toaster. You still don't know why you had two but you didn't really care. You set the timer and lean against the table by Sol.
"Like... a.... book."
"That-th just gr
Songfic (with TheOneAndOnly-K): PrussiaxReader*WARNING* This story does contain some sexual references (lime) it doesn't, however, contain any actual sex (lemon). If you don't like these sorts of contents then please don't read. Thanks
I watched _________ as she sat on our sofa watching the TV. Her (h/c) hair was trickling down one shoulder, flowing past her neck like a waterfall. She was dressed in casual clothing, just a (f/c) top and jeans, but to me she looked just like a Hollywood movie star. Her dexterous fingers were knotted into her hair, and her (e/c) orbs were fixed onto the glowing screen.
"Hey, Gil?" ________ turned around and asked.
"Yes. Zhe Awesome me iz here."
_________ sighed and internally, I bowed my head in shame. I always managed to say something so cocky, and stupid in front
A Club Called SBURB Chapter 1The adrenaline coursed through your veins as the sound of the music took over your senses. You only heard the beat of the bass vibrating your whole being. The smell of the sweat and alcohol and sex in the air, your large rounded eyes only seeing instantaneous bursts of the movements of those under you- each moment tinted a vibrant color and synced perfectly with the music. The music rocks the entirety of your whole being and boy did your react to it…. Well your body did at least and it did it well. The inhale and exhale of breath may have been considered lightly labored panting but dancing is what you'd done your whole life. Besides your dance area was surprisingly chilled due to the building having state of the art everything. But that was beside the point.
Tonight you had planned on chilling at home, soaking your feet then later that night try out that new nail polish you bought a few nights ago. A nice shade of violet that looked matte under some light then changed when it was
New life Part 1Your a teenage girl currently moving from California to Texas. Your moving to "start a new" as your mother would say. You didn't have the best time growing up in California. You had a "accident" when you were a young girl that took your hearing .
Many of the children would laugh at your handicap . Even if you couldn't hear what they were saying it still hurt you. So after a few years your mother thought moving would be good for you.
You had changed a lot from being a young girl. You use to love nature and wildlife. You would just sit outside for hours listening to the birds sing. Now that's all just a memory. Now you stay inside all day alone and sad.
You didn't take a plane to Texas your family decided to make it a road trip. Your sitting looking out the window enjoying the few. That's all you can do now is enjoy seeing things.
Since your accident you've learned a lot about things. You learned how to read lips instead of hearing. it took awhile but you got the hang of it.You see thing
Little!DirkxLittle!Reader- Smuppets Are...Little!DirkxLittle!Reader
A/N-Read the description and it will make a little bit of sense on how I came up with this shit...
You sat there in the sand box with your friend Mary at recess. The two of you were building and demolishing sand castles. Well, Mary did most of the demolishing. Though you weren't paying much attention to the sandcastles. You were paying attention to the kid sitting on the swings, Dirk Strider. Also known as the 'Puppet Boy', at least that's what Mary called him. "(Your Name)! Are you still staring at Puppet Boy? I don't see why you think he's so 'cute'..." Mary said roughly. "His name isn't Puppet Boy! And I don't think he's cute!" Mary just laughed at the look on your face. A shade of pink ran across your pouting face and your little (Your Eye Color) eyes had a lying look in them. Maybe you just thought he was interesting, and... lonely.
Nobody really talked to Dirk. Many of them thought his love of puppets was strange and others thought that h