Cruel World (2p!RomanoXReader) by sailormoonnerds, literature
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Cruel World (2p!RomanoXReader)
"What do you three have to say for yourselves?!" You glared at the three men standing in front of you as they stared at you in utter shock. Sure this was New York, but that didn't give anyone the right to be assholes to others. And mugging someone is a very assholish move. You sighed and pulled out your wallet. "If you're so damn desperate for money here," You handed the first one a fifty dollar bill. "It's all I have on me, but you can have it." Not like you had much time left in this city anyway, you could spare a fifty dollars. The men stared at you.
The whole exchanged was watched by a fourth man from behind you. Flavio stared at your s
Yandere!Hitman!GermanXReader Chapter 4 by sailormoonnerds, literature
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Yandere!Hitman!GermanXReader Chapter 4
You stared out the window into the dark night. It had been a week since Ludwig had locked you in that room and needless to say, you were still feeling the effects. You still longed for his touch, for him to hold you, for him to caress you, for him to fuck you. You wanted it all. You didn’t like when he left for work, and you most certainly didn’t like tonight. He was late. Very late. It was unusual for someone so punctual to be over two hours late.
Something wasn’t right.
You began to pace the floor. What could have happened? Did the hit go wrong? Did his brother hold him up? Give him a new mission right away?
No, they do
Cruelty of Sin (Mafia!RussiaxReader) ch. 3 by sailormoonnerds, literature
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Cruelty of Sin (Mafia!RussiaxReader) ch. 3
“Ms. (L/n)?” an oh-too-familiar-voice said from the other side of your door, right before knocking. You looked up from your book temporarily before turning the page and going back to the story. You heard Toris sigh before he opened the door. “Ms. (L/n)? Mr. Braginski wants to see you.” Again? Already? You glanced at him, debating with yourself. The stubborn girl in you insisted you stay rooted in your room. That stubborn girl argued with the little girl inside you. The scared little girl, the one who didn’t know nor wanted to know what was going on. She wanted to obey, just like she always has. Obey, please, keep
Cruelty of Sin (Mafia!RussiaxReader) ch. 2 by sailormoonnerds, literature
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Cruelty of Sin (Mafia!RussiaxReader) ch. 2
Once Toris opened the door to the dining room, you could tell how deep the hole your father had dug himself. It was massive. Almost as massive as the man sitting at the head of the table. Those butterflies you were feeling earlier? Yeah, they were back in full force, worse actually, you felt like you were about to vomit up those butterflies. How were you going to eat like this?
The man sitting at the end of the table was, for lack of a better word, a giant. His sandy blond hair framed his face perfectly. His facial features were interesting to say the least. He had a deceivingly gentle smile adorning his thin lips. His eyes were like swimmin
RomanoxSick!Reader Blame It On The Weatherman (2) by VideoDreams, literature
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RomanoxSick!Reader Blame It On The Weatherman (2)
Get away for a while
Here I am out on my own again
Won’t blame it on myself
Yeah
I’ll blame it on the weatherman
CONTENT ADVISORY: Brief innuendo, graphic depictions of a verbal fight, graphic depictions shattered dishes and glasses, mentions of blood, implied accident
“One last step before I finally get out of this damn gown,” (Reader) said, ducking into the backseat of Bonnie’s car. The Suburban lent itself well to doubling as a dressing room for Bonnie’s Disney Princess party business, allowing performers to change immediately after performances came to a close. Under the seat hatches were reserved for
RomanoxSick!Reader: Blame It On The Weatherman (1) by VideoDreams, literature
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RomanoxSick!Reader: Blame It On The Weatherman (1)
It’s just one more day
No one said there would be rain again
Won’t blame it on myself
Yeah
I’ll blame it on the weatherman
CONTENT ADVISORY: Infidelity, description of gunshots, mention of blood, brief transphobia, binge eating
Storms may seem like entities popping up from out of nowhere, an unhappy accident of weather and circumstances. In truth, they come together from factors originating in seconds and years. The climate may have just swelled to the right temperature, but years of wind patterns and a systems of cyclonic rain allow that rise to have a purpose. Dancing together over the stillness of the ocean, the harbin
RomanoxSick!Reader Jolene: Part Five by VideoDreams, literature
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RomanoxSick!Reader Jolene: Part Five
I have to have this talk with you
My happiness depends on you
And whatever you decide to do
Jolene
Bonnie and (Reader) were soothed by marveling over Romano’s dish, which somehow retained the best of its flavors even after several hours in the fridge. The sauce maintained its richness and flavor alongside the vegetables, which made (Redaer) feel as though she were in a garden. Blends of spices felt like walking barefoot in an open field and the olives evoked a perfect day at the beach. One where you could taste the ocean on a sea breeze, rather than a mouthful of water from a wipeout in a six foot wave. (Reader) found herself unable to
RomanoxSick!Reader Jolene: Part Four by VideoDreams, literature
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RomanoxSick!Reader Jolene: Part Four
You could have any woman
But I could never love again
She's the only one for me
Jolene
Sleep only came to Romano in one-hour fits, tormenting him with weighted fatigue. Some moments, Romano simultaneously cursed God and begged him to take away the near-agony of the insomniac limbo. Other times, sleep would draw near to Romano’s mind, only to be stolen away by the thought of (Reader) disappearing into the night. Immediately, Romano would spring up in his bed, heart racing and half-screaming across his ears. (Reader)’s face was the sole thing capable of stopping Romano’s panic, capturing and enthralling his heart as she slept