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Protective--Belarus x Blind!Male!ReaderBelarus is protective of her family. Always has been. And when I say protective...I mean really protective. If you were to even THINK about hurting someone dear to her...
You'd end up in a body bag for sure. Don't take me wrong, Belarus isn't a murderous person. Not at all. She's not as cold and shallow-hearted as most people think. She's really kind and lovable once you get to know her. Sure she's a little clingy...but you'd be too if you were in her position.
So, as I was saying. Belarus is very protective. That's why you should never ever mess with her family.
Rule 1: Don't touch Russia.
Rule 2: Don't touch Ukraine.
Rule 3: Don't EVER touch (M/N).
Seriously,unless you want to be hunted down like a rat,don't touch her capital. Minsk, also known as (M/N), is dear to her. Dare I say it,maybe even dearer than her older brother.
So that's why,the man standing in front of her now,is gonna get the beat down.
Unexpected Survival I slowly and groggily opened my eyes, which surprised me. I shouldn't be able to do this, I should have died! But somehow I was still alive, in what looked to be some hospital room.
Slowly, I regained awareness of my body. Me? alive? It mean…
Trying to find a shortcut I got lost, again. Alas, this time I stumbled on some shady business. I would have thought to be killed right then, but instead I just ended as another article.
My captors were into human trafficking, or rather ex-human. They were forcefully transforming young women and teenage girls into succubi, before selling them to prostitution rings. Apparently it became something usual these last years.
They planed to change me too. Seems being female isn't required to become a succubus, it only give you less chance to die in the process.
Rumor Has It"Princess Victoria?" A voice said from outside my door.
"Yes Kai?" I yawned, stretching and feeling the sun on my skin.
"Princess, the ship from Corona has arrived. It is currently at the docks." He said, his voice slightly muffled.
"Oh, ok. Wait, what!?"
"The ship from Cor-" he started, by I couldn't hear the rest of what he said, I was already sliding down the banister of the stairs.
I skipped down the docks, up to the ship with a large sun against a purple background on it's mast.
I saw a young man, only a few years older than myself. He had messy brown hair, green eyes that shone like stars, and a cheeky grin on his face.
The man tackled me to the ground, kissed me on the cheek, and pecked my collarbone.
"Vic, not a day passes when I don't think of you." He said poetically.
"Luke, the sun will rise in the east, and set in the west, but I continue waiting for you." I replied.
"Did Heidi write that for you?" He asked, standing up and brushing off invisible dust form his shoulders.
Awesome Maple ~We're Pregnant!~
~ICH BIN EIN VATER~
The first person that I called was my sister Alice Williams, who happened to be married to my husband’s friend Matthew. I couldn’t get through. I tried again. And again. Until I realized Alice was calling me at the same time. So I decided to stop and wait for Alice to call back. For ten minutes she didn’t. Must have had the same idea. I thought and picked up the phone and dialing her again. I got through.
“ALICE!” I exclaimed, “Finally!”
“You’re telling me!” Alice said laughing, “So I have some news for you.”
“Really? I have some news for you too.” I responded.
“Really? What’s your news?” Alice asked.
“Nein, you first.” I said.
“Non, you.” She insisted.
Microfiction #2 PeacePeace
There is a familiar burn in my eyes. I blink one, I blink twice and then 5 more times to let them rest. After an hour of gazing into the brightly colored screen of my laptop my eyes have fallen dry.
That is not the worst of it, for my body is warning me of other alerts. My throat feels as dry and raw as a hollow drought.
There is pressure in the temples of my head and my nose is also itchy and dry. According to the weather website on my laptop, it's allergy season again; I can feel the flush on my cheeks, they are warm to the touch.
My breath is normal but has lately been falling short. What a harsh hit from the world to make me suffer like this. In my laptop there are no allergy seasons and there are no droughts or itchiness.
I could go to another world that is virtual and different. To think, with just a few rolls and scrolls I could easily learn everything my laptop has to teach me.
The bright door opened for me again, a song was taking me as the phones on my head projected me
EjahIt had been a few minutes since Rion has been waiting outside the door and even fewer minutes still had passed since Ihara had gradually stopped screaming, the low hiccups of a new life echoing in the room. The defender nervously biting his finger, not really knowing which sight was going to greet him behind that door. He hated not to know. He worried about his wife. She meant more to him than anything else, he didn't know how he would handle losing her...most likely not so well. He would lose it. Her earlier words, from the first time he mentionned his desire for children to her, entered his mind.
"What if...what if I did not survive the delivering process?"
Rion shook the thought away. He didn't want to think about that. No, it wouldn't happen.
It was then that the doctor came to greet him. Rion sucked in his breath and stood up abruptly.
"Is...is she okay?" He asked shakily.
The doctor nodded with a tired smile. "Yes, she is alright and the baby is healthy. Please, follow me."
Pity--Nordics x Blind!Male!ReaderTonight is pretty peaceful. The crickets chittered and sang their songs,hiding in the shrubs and plants. The birds every so often made a soft snore or a chirp inside the nests. A few hoots and trills from the owls. It was a pretty calming and relaxing night.
...except for inside one of the houses. The Nordic house,to be exact. 'Come sit down and talk' they said. 'We're going to deal with this calmly', they said. It doesn't take rocket science to know that the Nordics aren't very good at being calm.
The talk had started out pretty well,but then the stupid Dane had to remind (M/N) of his...uhm...problem. That's when things started flying. Most of them hit Denmark's face.
"How many times do I have to tell you guys,my blindness is NOT a problem?!" The young capital yelled,struggling to fight a hammer away from Sweden,but with not avail. Norway sighed,crossing his arms and furrowing his brows.
The Dream I choose to DreamShe walked swiftly and smoothly down the road. Her gorgeous red hair blowing gently in the breeze. Kushina often loved a long walk in the afternoon cause it gave her the chance to think and clear her head. She loved them because they reminded her that she could be as gentle of a creature despite what some people thought of her.
Kushina had been on a little bit of a happy high all week. She had learned last week that she and her husband Minato were going to have a baby! a little boy to be exact. They had already decided that his name would be Naruto and that he would be their perfect little son. Kushina smiled to herself thinking of Minato. She decided to greet him once he was off from work.
She then spotted a miraculous small batch of purple wild flowers growing in a small bunch together off the side of the road. She smiled to herself as she gathered a small group of them between her finger tips, as she knelt down beside them to feel them. All of a sudden she started to picture a small
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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