GreecexReader The Greatest LuxoryA handsome young Greek man looked out over his property. He had much, but needed very little. All he desired in the world was love. But that was the hardest thing to come by. He sighed and reached down petting the head of one of his many cats. Cats had things easy. They could find love by pheromones…simple chemistry to find a mate or a partner for life. Even though he was considered attractive by the opposite sex, he didn’t find clubbing and the life of a rich playboy meaningless. Yet it was a ruse he put up. He went out with his friends and met women. He dated many yet none were special. He wanted to find the one and make her feel special. But he had never met the right one.GreecexReader The Greatest Luxory by TSsweets
He stayed in his parents second estate and enjoyed a luxurious life. He filled the home with cats. He had dozens, yet they were all well cared for. And contrary to popular belief he did fix most of the felines to prevent an over population of kittens. He would always adopt another cat if it caught his
Bound Servitude: Asians Part OneChina sat in his study looking at his paperwork, it was driving him crazy. What was he supposed to do with this latest request from Russia? He did not want to be aligned with him, but the man kept sending him requests and asking in sneaky ways, slipping it into other things. He just groaned and put his head on his desk. He was getting so stressed out.Bound Servitude: Asians Part One by TSsweets
“I’m too old for this, aru.” He groaned.
“Now don’t say that Zhu China.” A young (h/c) woman said as she set a tray on his
desk, with a traditional tea set on it, “You are not as old as that.”
She smiled at the man who had taken such good care of her. He looked up at her and smiled happily.
“Xiexie, (Name) you are kind to an old man, aru.” He said.
“You are tired, not old.” She said and kneeled down beside him, “If you were old you would have wrinkles.”
She was a bit childish, but that was what he found so appealing about her, she made him and his brothers
The One You're With Part SevenThe days went by and Francis never brought up the Francois thing, was it that he didn’t notice or didn’t care? (Name) hoped he was just that thick. She and Francois were holding hands at school and he had even kissed her on occasion but it seemed to just fly right by Francis. And before she knew it, the weekend was there and (Name) and Francois were out on their next date at the movies. And Francois was shocked that she really didn’t want to watch the latest Rom-Com, but instead opted for the cheesy action flick. Her reasoning?The One You're With Part Seven by TSsweets
“I like popcorn movies.” She said with a chuckle.
“Okay, I’d prefer it too.” He said and led her inside.
Their town was small, and only had one movie theater, so on a Saturday night nearly everyone was at the same places, and when a new movie was out like said cheesy action flick, most people were at the movies. So there was a good chance the duo would be spotted. (Name) was not going back on their agreement, he ha
ScotlandxReader My Escape Chapter NineThe entire barroom was decorated with balloons, streamers and colored lights. It looked like a cheesy prom. This thought was not helped by the fact that Alistair had his hair pulled back with a small rubber band and was wearing a tux. She bit her lip and giggled. He looked like a fool in that tux, with his obvious discomfort.ScotlandxReader My Escape Chapter Nine by TSsweets
“What is this?” she asked confused.
“A prom.” He said, “An I’m Sorry Prom.”
That’s when it hit her, this was him trying to make that night up to her. She did not believe it was possible. She walked over and slapped him.
“I should have done that years ago.” She said but then hugged him, she couldn’t help it, he was such a dork, “Why would you do all of this?”
“I just wanted to show you that I really am sorry, that prank I pulled…was not funny…” he said.
“I could have told you that.” She said with a small smirk.
“You never really change do you?
Some Nights (BTTxReader)Gilbert considered them moments of weakness. You however, adored these moments as some of the best you had shared with him. These moments only came occasionally, in the dark of night, lying in bed.wakened by nightmares, he’d blindly search you out, pulling you close, holding you tightly. You stroked his hair and kissed his tears away. Neither you nor the other 2/3s of the BTT ever mentioned it. You just silently took care of him when he needed it most.Some Nights (BTTxReader) by SecretlyaSecret
Francis had nightmares as well, but unlike Gilbert who sought human warmth when plagued by them, Francis’s nightmares drove him away. He’d quietly slide of bed and leave the room. He never came back to bed. You would have liked to think he slept in the spare room rather than on the unwelcoming couch. You had a sneaking suspicion, however, that on those nights, he did not sleep.
You knew Antonio had nightmares as well, but he never mentioned or showed signs of them. He was always smiling and laughing, even in the middle
Scotland X Reader Need You NowYou'r povScotland X Reader Need You Now by Anga99
Picture perfect memories scattered all around the floor.
Reaching for the phone 'cause I can't fight it anymore.
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind?
For me it happens all the time.
I sat in my room and looked at an old photo album with me and my ex boyfriend Allistor. Some photos that had been in the album had fallen out and landed on the floor. I took a picture where Allistor kissed me on the cheek outside a theater on our first date. It hurt to look at all the perfect memories. I glanced over at my phone and wondered if I would actually call him. I promised him that I would never call again and he promised the same thing. But now it's too hard to fight, I need him really. I reached for the phone. When I had the phone in my hand I typed his number, while I thought if he ever thought of me these days. I pressed the green handset and waited for him to answer. If he wanted to answer. I looked at the clock hanging on my way, it's a quarter after one. 'I hope he's awake...for
Russia x Reader: With a real man...Russia x Reader: With a real man... by Nemo276
The world meeting was, as always, incredibly loud and somewhat annoying. Germany had given up hope in getting some sense to the people. Your (e/c) eyes wandered around the room and you couldn't help but feel slightly amused.
In what other meeting would there be a man making pasta, one is sleeping, two are fighting for God-knows-what reasons and everyone else were shouting to get their voice heard.
Though soon you noticed that you weren't the only one amused by this comical scene. Russia, also known as Ivan Braginski, had a small child-like smile on his face. He was completely relaxed, leaning back in his chair, watching as the chaos before him continued to expand.
He must have felt you eyes on him because soon he locked his gaze to you. His small smile widened to something quite creepy looking and you nervously smi
Lust. France x ReaderLust. France x Reader by Gnostalgic-Void
She never looked nice.
She looked like art, and art wasn't suppose to look nice;
it was suppose to make you feel something.
—Rainbow Rowell, Eleanor & Park
“God, he looks so gorgeous.” [Name] mumbled out of nowhere, taking a sip of her own drink. Eliza gave her an odd look, but it seemed that the girl didn't take notice of this and continued to babble about something that would probably horrify Eliza. “I know boys aren't supposed to be gorgeous. But he is, he really is. I won't deny that.”
And Eliza did look horrified. Not only horrified, but confused too. She probably had no idea what [Name] was talking about. Was she drunk? She probably was, but she doesn't necessarily get drunk that easily; Eliza knew that for a fact. She had been with [Name] longer than any of her [past] boyfriends have. “What the fuck are you