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You like to think of yourself as a person who has an above average appreciation for exquisite things. It's part of your job description, after all. Then she showed up, and all your previous ideals were flipped upside down in the most peculiar way. Your mouth almost fell open when you first saw Natalya Arlovskya in person. A frown decorates her face, but even that wasn't enough to detract from her unique beauty. You can see why you've been seeing her all over the place recently, whether on TV advertising one thing or another or on the magazines covers. She has this peculiar, doll-like figure that's all the rage at the moment. But magazines

I  just  stared  at  my  mother.  She  was  just  pacing  in  front  of  me,  her  voice  loud  and  pitched.  Her  hands  were making  different  gestures,  honestly  I  think  I  understood  her  gestures  than  her  actual  speech. I  should  pay  attention  now, she might  ask  me  something. "-and  another  thing!  What  were  you thinking?!" she  shouted  and  looked at  me,  her  face  was  red.  Good  thing  I  decided to pay  attention.  I  just  sighed  and  replied the best  way  I  can. "He CAME to  ME. Not  the  other  way around.  Honestly  woman,  i'm  18.  I  already  have  3  men  pursuing  me,  but  I  didn't  think  it  w

       The room was silent and had been for a rather long time now. You would have said something if not for the glares and sears being exchanged by the other members of the room. Relief finally came when Ryuk spoke. “Is it me, or does everyone in here seem just a little tense?” He was answered only with silent stairs. “I will take that as a yes. Since it is so awkward in here, I propose we all play a little game.” “Anything is better than sitting here being stared at like some sort of animal.” L took a deep breath in and turned his attention to Ryuk. “What did you have in mind? Something less annoyi

         “This looks nothing like the place on the brochure.” You looked down at the small  folded paper in your hand where beautiful mansion was featured. “Not even close.” In front of you was not the homey, happy place you'd expected. But instead, a home, still beautiful, but covered in ivy and neglect. “No wonder their giving away vacations to here.” Shrugging off your concerns, you walked up onto the porch and hit the oversized knocker against the heavy wooden door. Without anyone being there to open it, the door opened with a loud high pitched creak. “That needs oiling.” You stepped inside,

Calloused fingers traced down her sides, evenly trimmed nails digging into her in an unsteady pattern. She wanted to run, her defenses going up as his hands surrounded her, pulling her by her hips back into his arms and against his strong frame. A shudder ran through her as his lips found her neck, dark promises whispering on his breath. Her eyes fluttered, she trying to keep (e/c) eyes from dilating and giving away her thoughts, along with her desire for those promises to be fulfilled. She bit her lip, her breathing becoming shallow as his thumb teased her hip, edging closer to a place he knew could make her fall to pieces. She growled sligh

France X Reader: The Tailor Shop of Enbizaka This little piece of literature here is for a contest being held by usagi-hikari9 and SherryVeramuto!! This is actually my first contest, so I may not win, considering I don’t know how my luck will go, but here goes nothing!! Also, the setting that this story is an actual village which I looked up (OMGIACTUALLYRESEARCHEDTHINGSWHATTHEFUU-*explodes*) …*Ahem* Anyways, the song is Enbizaka no Shitateya, or The Tailor Shop of Enbizaka, by Megurine Luka, English translation of course!! Wish me the best of luck guys, I’m probably gonna need it!! ∞∞∞∞∞&

           You get called to the center of the room to pick an item from Grell's hand bag. After feeling around for a moment, something you think you recognize gets your attention. You lift the item you've chosen up and out of the purse to reveal a group of cherries. "Hey, these are still in really good shape. I think I could even eat these." "Don't you dare, those are for my Bassy." Grell quickly grabbed the cherries out of your hand, dropping the purse to the ground with a loud thud. "Put them back in my purse, pick something else." William roughly hit Grell over the head with his scythe. "Stop prolonging this idi

"Hungary!" the crimson-eyed Prussia's voice echoed down the emptying hallway of their high school. She sighed. "What now?" "I have a favor to ask of you." he replied. "No." "Aw, come on. You don't even know what it is yet." "The last time you asked me for a favor, it ended up with us stuck together for three hours. Literally, stuck together. With glue. Remember that, Prussia?" she said, impatiently. "How can I forget? You keep reminding me ever ten minutes..." he murmured. "This is different, okay? And it doesn't involve anything sticky." She flashed him a look that clearly stated she didn't believe him, but rolled her eyes. "Okay, w

You felt awesome today. Higher-than-Prussia-level type of awesome. Did you know why? No. You just felt awesome. When you woke up, you felt awesome, refreshed, well, rested, and energetic. When you looked in the mirror and put on a little makeup, you felt awesome. You were practically glowing this morning anyway; you didn’t need to put on makeup. You just felt like bringing out your glittering (e/c) eyes some more, and showing off your epic smile. You wore all your favourite clothes today, right down to your favourite lingerie, because that just made you feel even better! And to top it off, your favourite shoes and hairstyle! You looked

~*~*~*~       After a quick glance out of the window, you heave a heavy sigh. “I wish this rain would lighten up...” The day is dark like night, rainy and stormy and incredibly windy. Your eyes go back to your opponent as he makes his next move while wearing a serious thinking face. “Yeah, me too,” he agrees under his breath, muffled by the placement of his hand. He reaches down and places a piece in an open spot, then waits for your next move. “Checkmate,” you say quietly, moving your king piece around the board and defeating the Italian. “E-eh?! H-how did you do that so quick?! You cheated!