Raindropsraindrops fall down my face,my eyes flickering with tears,threatening to fall.not even caring enoughto bring an umbrellamy skin is soaked.i lay awake at nightwith memories of the rainalways there next to mei smile at all the memoriesthat go through my mindall the clarity it has bringmy mind wanders.am i insane?no, not nearly.i just have my own way.my own being if you will.my own memories.raindrops help me find myself.
CanadaXReader: April's fools dayCanadaXReader: April’s fools dayMatthew sighed as he left the world meeting room. Why were they always fighting? He had had enough of it and had decided it didn’t matter whether he was sitting there and was ignored or that he left and went home. He was feeling terrible, even his friend _____ didn’t talk to him today, she was too busy arguing with Alfred. Stupid Alfred; he was demanding all of _____’s attention. Matthew put on his coat and wanted to walk away when the door of the meeting room swung open. You were standing in the doorway, clearly looking for something.‘Matt!’ you said when you saw him, ready to leave. ‘Where are you going?’‘I-I’m leaving...’ he answered, staring at his shoes.‘Why?’ you asked, tilting your head slightly.‘They don’t listen to me anyway...’ Matthew sighed.You didn’t object, you knew it was true. So you just stood there, glaring at your friend.
APH-Romano x Reader- Surprise!Monday. It was Monday morning. Hooray.Not really.You stepped into the class room, looking around as you did so. Everyone was talking, as they did every morning. Antonio, Francis, and Gilbert were talking to a certain Italian. You decided to join them.Making your way over to the group, you made sure to stay out of Lovino's line of sight. A few moments later and you were behind the feisty Italian. Antonio laughed, probably because he saw you. When you were sure Lovino didn't know you were behind him, your arms made their way around him, your mouth made it's way to his cheek."Hola, Lovi~!" You mimicked Antonio, speaking as if you were Spanish yourself. He stood rigid in your grasp."W-what are you doing, idiota?!"You tilted your head, saying innocently, "What ever do you mean~?" You rested your head on his shoulder, a cheeky grin on your face."Y-y-you're hugging me! And you k-kissed me! And...And...Why?!" He shouted struggling in your grasp."It's Monday." You said it as if it expla
Bitter with Consequences 3. - 2P!America x Reader.News began spreading itself within the school; concerning about Fred and his expel from the school.It was because of his aggressive and crazy personalities, and his tendency to murder people without hesitation.The crazy American was to be sent to another school on Monday, and worst of all - it was all the way in another country."He should be sent to the asylum instead!" You walked through the halls with endless chatters. You wanted to defend Fred, but you knew he wouldn't want you to do that for him."Totally! He's a crazy murderer that should be sent for life sentence!" The girls walked off to their class at the sound of the next bell.You ended up skipping class that day, running to Fred's house - tears swelling up in your eyes, not knowing the exact reason why.Was this what they call love?You rang the doorbell upon your arrival in front of the American's home. "Fred! Open up!"Click."(Name), what are yo-" His sentence was interrupted with sudden arms wrapped around his