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“MUTTI!” Tom ran downstairs and ran to his mother. Franz was laughing and holding up a pee soaked bed sheet. Tom looked miserable and was sobbing. ________ stared. “Oh Tom, don’t tell me you had another one!” “I-I’m sorry Mutti!” the little boy sniffled and wiped his nose on his sleeve. ________ bent down and wiped her little cheeks. “It’s okay dear. I know you didn’t mean to,” “Kesesesese you’re going to have to wear a diaper again!” Franz laughed. “Stop teasing your brother Franz!” “But Mutti! Only babies wet the bed!” &l

               *Your P.O.V.* You were sitting in the living room of your apartment, extremely bored. You were watching some cheesy rom-com, half paying attention, from what you could tell the girl fell in love with a guy, but was too afraid to tell him, unknowing he felt the same way.     Watching the movie made you think about the guy you had a huge crush on. Lutz Beilschmidt, you had been friends with him since early high school and had a crush on him for almost the whole time you’ve known him. He was your stereotypical bad boy; he had a large build and would kick anyone’s ass that pissed him off enough, (which didn’t t

Ivan woke to a warm sun on his back, sunlight flowing from the small window. He opened his violet eyes to see a familiar mop of (h/c) locks on the pillow next to him. He looked down at your sleeping face, almost in disbelief, like he did every morning. There is no way she is mine he thought, looking at you like you were a precious jewel I must still be dreaming… He gently stroked you soft hair, careful not to wake you. You smiled in your sleep and cuddled closer to the Russian werewolf. It had been six months since you both had met and he saved you from his younger sister, Natalia. You now lived together in your small home, still managin

You were running down the street, trying to tie you long (h/c) hair into a ponytail as you made your way to Arthur's shop and struggling to run in your long dress. Damn, I'm late! Ugh, He is never going to let me hear the end of this you thought as you walked into the shop. "One second!" You heard the Englishman in the back room, when he walked in. "_______! There you are!" He said, adjusting his cloak. "I know, I am so sorry I'm late!" He sighed and looked at you. "Its fine, just try to get here sooner, ok?" You were a little surprised to see that he said it rather calm. What is he up to? "I need you to pick up something for me, ______" You

(Third Pov) It was a beautiful for the second player personification of South Italy, people refer to him as Romano but his human name is Flavio Vargas. He had a blonde hair despite being Italian but still it looks stylish and suits him, gray eyes which is covered by his blue sunglasses, and slightly tan skin. He wore a white jacket, a light violet scarf, a gray T-shirt, black pants, and black shiny shoes (that costs almost the same price as his expensive laptop). Today was a beautiful for him because there's no one in his beloved house to ruin his happiness and he had no work today so it's his weekend. He lazily sat in his sofa alone becaus

You couldn’t sleep tonight… Well, not just tonight, you had sleeping problems sometimes. When you worried about something greatly, you tended to think more and more. Your brain didn’t seem to stop thinking. It still works although you had closed your eyes, trying to sleep. Your thoughts would wander from one thing to another and that what made it continuous. You could stop the thinking process and drifted to sleep, but it was rare for you to do so. Today, it happened again and today you couldn’t stop your thinking. Last time you looked at the clock, it was 23:00. It was already that late! You knew you had to sleep

CLANK The sound of metal hitting the floor brought you back to reality. You felt your head dizzy, you didn't remember what had happened in the last few minutes. It's like everything went black and that sound woke you up. You looked around you... it's your house, in the kitchen. You tried to recall what had you been doing earlier, but nothing came to mind. As you breathed heavily, something reeked of iron. It was so strong you covered your nose with your hand. When you did, you felt something wet and sticky from your hand. What is it? you thought. You uncovered your nose and you were really shocked when you turned your gaze toward the palm of

Pink Camellia – 2P!Romano It had been two years since I moved to another country, to improve my skill in fashion. I had learnt a lot so far and I thought that it was going to be really useful when I went back. I still had one more year to go before I could go back to my home country and saw the usage of my study.   I was having a two weeks break now and I spent much time in the city, looking for new inspiration. Every time I got one, I always scribbled it in my notes. There were so many types of fashion, from casual to formal. I couldn’t help but being interested in making new outfits, the ones that no one had ever thought of. Ma

In a far away country, there was a mansion. The mansion was occupied by three people, they called themselves The Axis. The mansion was surrounded by forest but it still recognized by the villagers. They said that sometimes some girls went to the forest on they own and never returned. It included a very beautiful young woman named (name). She was the most beautiful woman in villages and was admired and respected by everyone. She was kind and nice to everyone. She always wore a very sweet smile that gave warmth to each person who saw her smile. She was the flower of the villages. One day, (name) was going to the forest to gather woods. The vi

Once upon a time, there was a young woman. She was good-looking girl with (e/c) eyes and lovely (h/c) hair. She was known around the city as the girl with the bike. She made a good reputation as being the fastest cyclists around. In her high school years, she loved nothing more than to drag race, play chicken, and be absolutely reckless with her life and her bike. In fact, when she was still active, many gave her the nickname Riding Hood, because of red jacket and helmet she used to wear was the only thing that bikers saw in the night. Even when she got out of school she became something of a legend and still dragged from time to time in neig