England X Dead!Reader: See You in my DreamsEngland X Dead!Reader: See You in my Dreams by ~x-Pasta-Chan-x
It was late into the evening of (Month, Day). Your birthday.
Too bad you were no longer alive to celebrate it.
Arthur sat quietly on the couch, staring blankly at his reflection in the black screen of the TV positioned across the room from him as he listened to the gentle, rhythmic sounds of the ticking of the wall clock above it and the patter of rain falling outside and beating against the windows. The room was rather dim, lit only by a single lamp which stood on the side table next to the couch. The entire room held a feeling of emptiness and dreariness that had been lingering ever since the rain started coming down a few hours ago, but no action had been done to try and get rid of it.
Arthur let out a long, exhausted sigh as he let himself sink back into the couch. It was nearly midnight and he should've been in bed hours ago on a day like this, but he didn’t care.
He didn’t care about anything anymore.
Arthur continued to stare blankly at his reflection in the TV, awar
Mafia!RomanoxAssassin!Reader: Cupid Carries a GunMafia!RomanoxAssassin!Reader: Cupid Carries a Gun by ~Banshee-Scream
"_________ I have another job for you," a smooth Italian voice whispered into your ear. You had been hired to the Vargas family since you were ten and, at that time, the heir's companion.
"It better not be to clean out the cat's litter box," you grumbled lowering the paper. "That is not in my job description."
Lovino, your childhood friend and boss, circled you and gave you one of his charming smiles, "Not like that bella ragazza. I was thinking more like, you and me at mio fratello's restaurant."
"Mr. Vargas it isn't my job to entertain you anymore," you snipped. After you turned fifteen, Romulus Vargas sent you to learn how to be an assassin. During that time you became ruthless and coldhearted. A relationship, even an abnormal one would be out of the question.
Lovino, head of the mafia, sighed, "___________, why do you hate me?"
Raising the paper so that it hid your face you said calmly, "I cannot hate the hand that feeds me Mr. Vargas."
"When are you going to call me Lovino again,"
ReaderxRomanoLovino Vargas was squirming in his seat.ReaderxRomano by ~maniac19
"Jesus Christ, Grandpa, can't you drive any faster?!"
"Lovino, I'm already going 20 miles over the speed limit. Calm down."
"Ve~, fratello, I'm sure _______ isn't going anywhere. She's probably just as excited to see you!"
Lovino was growing even more impatient by the second. After being gone for two months in Italy, he wanted to see his best friend, _______! But, still a good forty minutes from his home, all he could do was wait. He could still remember when he first met _______, back in his freshman year of high school.
FLASHBACK!! WOO~ WOO~WOO~!!!
Lovino was storming through the halls of his high school, moving fast to get away from the constant torture he was put through from the jerks around him. He moved to (country other than Italy) only three months ago, and ever since he got here he has been the victim to constant insults and abuse. His brother of course didn't
Deaf!France x Reader -My dreams came true with youI sat there and opened my eyes, only to see (name)'s lips turn into an adorable smile.Deaf!France x Reader -My dreams came true with you by ~Whitneyk113
My chest began to heat up, my heart began to run and my lips curled to a grin.
(Name) kissed my cheek and I knew what she wanted to tell me, but I played as if I didn't.
Although I couldn't hear my own voice, I always tried to continue with the speaking.
I spoke the words I thought and (name) nodded, resting her arms around my neck.
I had thought;
'Do you want to tell me something?'
I hope it came out right, but after her nodding I supposed that it did.
I tried to speak again, hoping that the words came out right another time.
(Name) blushed, her cheeks becoming crimson, and nodded.
Sometimes - I thought - I'd love to hear her voice.
My hand made it's way and stroked her cheek.
She was so beautiful...such an adorable mademoiselle.
I never understood why such a beautiful, healthy girl stayed by the side of a deaf young man, who would never be able to hear her.
But she alone was a mystery herself. By