The Mafia Started It All (Part Fourteen) by IAlexness, literature
Literature
The Mafia Started It All (Part Fourteen)
My brain completely shut down, well the sensible, tell right from wrong, side kind of got completely ignored. My first kiss was amazing, Antonio had soft lips that fit mine and tasted like tomatoes. Though I was jolted out of that little heaven or whatever it was my brain was launched into when I felt his hand slide up my thigh towards my ass, and that did not fly with me. At all.
I pulled away quickly and since I wasnt strong enough to push him off I did the first thing that came to mind. I headed butted him straight in nose, it making a loud CRACK! sound. He screamed and let go of me but thankfully I caught myself before I hit the ground,
blind!ReaderxFrancis: Unseen Love - Epilogue by CountrygalxHetalia, literature
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blind!ReaderxFrancis: Unseen Love - Epilogue
“Chérie! Je suis à la maison! (I’m home!)” I looked up from my notebook and smiled as Francis walked into the living room. I looked him up and down, never resisting the urge to look at every inch of him. “‘Ello amour,” he said as he walked over to me. I stretched, letting my legs take up more of the couch where I was lounging.
“Hello dear,” I mumbled, yawning as he sat down beside me. He rested a hand on my slightly swollen stomach and kissed my cheek.
“Guess who ‘as decided to invite ‘imself over?” he muttered softly, tracing my h
blind!ReaderxFrancis Love Unseen 9 by CountrygalxHetalia, literature
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blind!ReaderxFrancis Love Unseen 9
It was… dark. It was just like any other time I’d opened my eyes after the accident. I blinked a couple of times before slumping forward and running my fingers over my temples. I felt a hand rub my back before Mr. Smith spoke up.
“Give it a moment dear,” he said softly. I took a deep breath and nodded. I kept my eyes open as I turned my head, begging silently for anything to light up. Nothing. I could feel tears bubbling in my eyes and I tried to blink them away. I wanted to just be alone. I felt like I was drowning in the darkness, but there was something that was keeping me afloat. I gasped as I re
blind!ReaderxFrancis: Love Unseen 8 by CountrygalxHetalia, literature
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blind!ReaderxFrancis: Love Unseen 8
The next few days were rather quiet. I had Francis’ help filling out the paperwork that his father had had emailed to him. I was also given a small bottle of drops to put in my eyes three times a day until the surgery. They were supposed to help with the scarring so my eyesight would be a little better if the surgery worked.
All of the boys visited for a little bit each day and I only had two calls from the hospital to let me know he was doing fine and was sure to wake up soon. I visited him the day before my surgery. Everything had been finalized and I was nervous and anxious. Francis had come with me to see him. The
blind!ReaderxFrance - Love Unseen 7 by CountrygalxHetalia, literature
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blind!ReaderxFrance - Love Unseen 7
I sighed, resting my forehead against the stiff sheets of my father’s hospital bed. I held my father’s hand loosely in my own tired fingers as I listened to the constant beep of his heart monitor. A few silent tears slipped down my nose and onto my glasses and I raised my head as the door opened quietly.
“_______?” I recognized Matthew’s soft, quiet voice. I could more than one set of footsteps though, two or three at most. “Hello love, how are you?” Arthur asked.
“I-I’m alright,” I mumbled, leaning back and closing my eyes. I was so tired but really didn&r
Contact: FrancexHaphephobic!Reader by nihon-hime, literature
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Contact: FrancexHaphephobic!Reader
Definition of haphephobia as quoted from Merriam-Webster: "a morbid fear of being touched"
You plopped down on your friend Francis’s plush leather loveseat, six inches from the edge of your cushion, just as you had almost every Friday since you had befriended him-- or rather, since he had befriended you. You picked up a controller just as he reappeared, carrying two intricately painted china plates of carefully arranged (favorite dessert). He placed one quietly on the coffee table in front of you and sat down on the right side of the couch, balancing his platter on his knees.
“So, _____, what will we be playing today?&r
RQ: FrancisxReader Ugly (Songfic) by Alycerain, literature
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RQ: FrancisxReader Ugly (Songfic)
I’m trying to smile brightly but
I don’t like it
I’m not pretty, I’m not beautiful
Oh oh oh oh
You smiled to the mirror, turning this way and that, trying to look nice. But in your eyes, you weren’t pretty. You weren’t beautiful, not like those other girls. You sighed and dropped your head onto the bathroom counter, your (h/c) hair splaying out on the cool granite.
I’m trying to sing but
No one is listening
I’m not pretty, I’m not beautiful
Oh oh oh oh
You tried, you really did. Especially for him. He was handsome, romantic, funny… The biggest crush you’d ever had. But he o
FrancexReader: City of Love by CountrygalxHetalia, literature
Literature
FrancexReader: City of Love
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Q4CiHBtWkg It's so cuuute!! If you have ever seen Phineas and Ferb you definitely wanna listen to this while you read. I absolutely love this song and the P&F movie for this!
“_______!” I looked up from my desk and saw the one and only, Francis Bonnefoy bounding down the hall towards my cubical. My eyes widened as he nearly crashed into me.
“F-Francis! What’re you doing?” I asked, watching as he panted for air. He held up a finger, signaling for me to wait. I smirked and crossed my arms as I waited for him to speak up.
“‘Ow would you like