SistersMonica lied on her bed asleep. She was lost in the dream where the boy that she had longed for, had finally noticed her rather than her sister for a change. The German teen hugged her pillow as the “man” held her close. Not a word was spoken between them in the dream letting their actions speak for themselves as he drew her closer for a kiss. A loud noise echoing throughout the dream as they were forced apart and Monica woke up to the sound of her alarm clock. She sighed and slammed her fist onto the clock in an attempt to silence it. The sound ringing throughout the room until her fist hit the button on the clock to make the noise go away.Sisters by zutarafan4evea
Monica sat up on the bed. Her short blonde hair in disarray from the slumber that she was awaken from. She’d hoped that what she had dreamed was real, but a knock on her door proved otherwise.
“Monica, are you awake?” Her mother called outside of the door.
“Ja mutti, I’m awake.” She replied to her moth
Pant Problems Antonio was on his way to lunch when he decided to head to the bathroom just so he could check his phone without a teacher potentially taking it away. He stepped inside the men’s bathroom, planning on scrolling through his Instagram feed without any inconveniences until he heard light sniffling coming from the only occupied stalls. He noticed that once he entered the other boy tried silencing himself but it was too late. Antonio noticed. And now Antonio cared about the wellbeing of this stranger.Pant Problems by What-are-this
Sure Antonio was part of the “Bad Touch Trio” which was notorious for being pranksters and teased other students lightly in the name of good fun. (Never bullying. Maybe Gilbert crossed the line once or twice but the three made sure they never actually hurt anyone’s feelings…Unless they hurt one one of them. Then all gloves were off.) But Antonio was already the most caring and kind out of the three, hearing someone cry ma
SwedenxBullied!Reader: I'm not pretty"Leave me alone!" you yelled at your bullies. You'd been dealing with bullies since kindergarten, and you made yourself numb to the pain. "L'v' h'r 'l'n'." It was your best friend, Berwald. The girls were intimidated by the tall Swede, and left immediately. "Thanks, Berwald." He gave a small nod. "(Name), 't's n' pr'bl'm." Some more of your friends walked up, a girl named Natalia, and her brother, Ivan. (I've toned down Belarus a bit for this story) "Privyet, (Name)! How are you?" "oh, hi Ivan. Hi Natalia. I'm... Peachy." They were also anime and manga nerds, just like you. (if you know about hetalia, and are a fan of it, then I consider you a fellow nerd.) "(name), they were picking on you again, weren't they?" You nodded. "yeah, but I'm fine. It doesn't bother me anymore."
The bell rang, signifying the start of the school day.
~le timeskip to after school because I'm a lazy writer~
"(Name), seriously, why do you even show up to school in those clothes? You couldn't dress
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