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Tears in the Ocean - Mermaid!Readerx2p!GermanyTears in the Ocean - Mermaid!Readerx2p!Germany by echosdusk
Tears in the Ocean
A Mermaid Reader x 2p!Germany Story
As the dream faded, you chased after it forlornly in your wish to remain happy and out of the reality of being alone. But the human had a strong will to survive and was already breeching the surface. You watched it, salty tears forming in your ducts but bearing steered out into the blue by the currents… There was no chance of gaining a partner now and fearfully you sunk back down into the waves, the last rays of sunlight flashing against ____ tail scales.
“I am alone forever!” You howled and it echoed around the seas like a whale’s chorus….
Further away, watching the half drowned man drag himself back onto the boat, a rather gruff looking figure with a scar upon his cheek, shaving his partial beard with a machete, noticed the strange waves vibrating in the water. He looked to the machines and the excited scientists that were squeaking away. They seemed convinced that it must b
America x Blind!Reader: Conquer Them AllAmerica x Blind!Reader: Conquer Them All by KristineArts
Voices of billions of crowds was heard from the outdoor, cheering loudly with full of joy as America aka. Alfred F. Jones waited patiently for your arrival.
The windows was fully opened, bringing the fresh air and letting the wind inside causing the white long curtains to flow and the flower's sweet-smelling petals to be pulled away by the wind and danced elegantly around the long hallway. The walls was covered by old portaits, American's great heroes from years ago.
Alfred heard the double door open from afar, His eyes soften and his lips formed into a gentle smile when he saw the sight of you in the end of the hallway.
Your (Hair_leight) (Hair_color) locks was flowing gracefully with the breeze, few colorful petals landing on your hair. The sun-light shined on you through the window, making your white dress light up angelic. You have a beautiful smile, and your eyes was closed.
Slowly walking towards him with a help from a good friend
I Made A Promise To You.:GermanyxReader:.The sound of cracking wood resonated throughout the room as a fire roared on in the small home. It was raining outside. You could hear the fat drops of sky water smacking themselves against the window and feel the thunder shake the ground as bolts of lightning struck the earth. For once, the weather reporters had been correct. A giant thunderstorm had made its way over to Dresden on a highway of low pressure, and it apparently believed that the city was a perfect place to dump water.I Made A Promise To You.:GermanyxReader:. by DragoShadowing
Inside the navy blue living room sat two figures, huddled together under a soft red blanket. Their faces were illuminated by the bright angry fire that burned in front of them. In their hands was a couple of mugs, one for each, which was filled with thick hot chocolate. A perfect setting for a dark and stormy night.
The figures's faces were cold and solemn as icy blue eyes glared at the fire. Two sets of thin lips were downcast. A cloud of depression and sadness had tied a leash to each neck an
~Old Doll~ Doll!Russia x Reader~Old Doll~ Doll!Russia x Reader by EpicJaxx
Doll!Russia x Reader
"An old doll contains memories, and these memories will remain."
She had been warned, many times, to stay away from the attic. Her brothers had told her that nothing was there, that it was dangerous to step around, that there were whispers to drive her insane. In the beginning, she had chosen to believe them, not wanting to be cursed by whispers or killed from falling wood.
Being scared of the attic, however, did not cause her to stop thinking about it. Often, she would lay in bed, staring up at the roof above her, wondering what laid between the drywall and the attic. ___ dreamed of mystical things up there, toys her brothers abandoned, books on old fairy tales, treasured reminders of the old family, before she had been adopted.
Every so often, ___ would catch two of her brother's conversing about the attic,
Ghost!Romano X Reader
Ghost!Romano x Reader
(Name) had just started her new job. Her job was to help keep the cemetery cleaned, the snow shoveled, and the dried up flowers from the graves picked up every Saturday.
She was looking for some easy extra cash to help her pay her college funds and rent. This was her second job. Her first job was a waitress at the local diner.
The (h/c) woman was currently walking in between all of the rows of graves. She was picking up the bouquets, her earbuds playing her favorite tunes. This was her fourth week on the job, and already she was starting to notice who brought flowers to the graves the most often.
Most of the graves had flowers on them, except for the older ones. She knew the oldest ones wouldn't, but there was fresh grave that never had flowers on it.
The grave had been filled recently, when (Name) had started working she had watched the funeral. The funeral had not even four people at it.
Peter Quill x Reader Born For the Stars Part 11.
You shifted beneath the satin-like sheets, humming with your back against the warm, condensed fabric. You (e/c) eyes were closed in a peaceful way, your face with a neutral expression. It was when a pang shot through your head that your eyes flew open.
You lied there for a few seconds, trying to recall the events of last night. You listened to ELO, you went out to dinner, you… got drunk, and then… Your eyes screwed shut and you bit your lip as Peter draped an arm around you, pulling you closer to his anything-but-clothed body. You were tempted to shimmy from his grasp, but you didn’t want to wake him.
Instead, you sighed, wondering where the OJ and sunglasses were.