MIZUMI-De-Angelo

Note - Warning! This fanfic is one of my more serious ones and it contains some possibly triggering elements in it. Don’t read if you’re really sensitive or depressed. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dear Masaomi,     I’ve heard that you’ve left Ikebukuro with Saki. I’m glad that you two have made up and I’m sure that you both are very happy!     I’m sorry that I wasn’t able to say goodbye to you. During the time you went for the train station, I was taking care of my mom. Haha, you know how she is - she’s such

Implied sexual themes but nothing explicit. Don't read if offended. Sight The first time Ludwig saw you, he wasn’t overly impressed. You were a simple girl with simple tastes, __e/c__ eyes, __s/c__ skin, and __h/c__, __h/l__ hair. You were friends with Feliciano and he wanted to introduce the two of you. He was polite as always to meeting new people and shook your hand and gave you a more proper introduction than the one Feli had provided. Naturally, now that you and Feli were friends, he brought you along a lot, and that might have been when he started noticing things about you like the way your eyes brightened when you started talki

Cold (Bully!Arthur X Bullied!Depressed! Reader A Hetalia Fanfiction Story By: WhiteSpiritPearl Chapter 3 I didn’t have a chance... Your P.O.V. I’m finally going to be in peace. I’m finally going home. No one will ever hurt me again… I was in the dark midst of my subconscious, lying on my back. The only thing I could see was myself, I called out for someone, anyone actually. I stood up, looked around, and hoped to find something. But, as far as I walked, there was nothing there. So I waited. Waited for something to happen. I wasn’t afraid at all if that’s what you’re thinking. I’m actually rea

Cold (Bully!Arthur X Bullied!Depressed! Reader A Hetalia Fanfiction Story By: WhiteSpiritPearl Chapter 5 “Mother” Your P.O.V. “Mom, do you think that the world is unforgivable?” I asked, even though it is true. “…It’s hard to say sweetheart. Down there is… a difficult place. It’s unpredictable, and confusing. Sometimes cruel.” My thoughts exactly. “But, I know deep inside that there is goodness and kindness in everything and everyone. But, people who believe in compassion and virtue are often mistaken as being weak. It’s up to you to decide that.” Arthur’s

Cold (Bully!Arthur X Bullied!Depressed! Reader A Hetalia Fanfiction Story By: WhiteSpiritPearl Chapter 6 “Chances” “Young lad, come with me.” With a straight face, he spoke. The nurse behind him scowled, but tried hard to keep herself composed. Tried, but anyone could still tell that she was quite infuriated of my presence. I suppose it would be best if I left anyways, so I followed the doctor, leaving the nurse behind to check on (y/n). “I-I’m sorry doctor, (ahem) but, is there something wrong?” Of course I knew what was wrong, I’m sweating for goodness sake. And I already knew I was in for

Notɧiƞg. –Prussia x Deaf!Reader [I wanted words…] Speaking. An idea entirely conceptual to you, and yet you loved it. You loved the way a pair of cracked lips danced gracefully across a vowel, the way a tongue curled around a letter. The words enticed you, but the magic in them faded once a pencil scratched one onto paper. You wanted to hear the fast hiss of the ‘H’, you wanted to pronounce the tonal sound of the ‘A’. The moving of lips choked you, drowned you in the taunting closeness. Other people spoke and screamed and sang like it was natural-and yet it was natural, but you weren’t.

As you laid in your bed staring at the ceiling, you could hardly believe it; you had been married to Romano for over two years now. Everything had been going well with you and you were a happy couple…but right now you were fed up. No; you weren't fed up with Romano. You were fed up with bed rest. Looking down at your stomach however, you still managed to smile as you rubbed it affectionately. You giggled when you felt the little life inside kick against the palm of your hand. Yes…you were now eight months pregnant. You remembered how it all happened. You had been married for about one and a half years and Romano was going through

Boston Awaits They Are Coming To Take Me Away~Neuroticfish(Originally done by Napoleon XIV)    That night, (Y/N) snuck out for the first time in her life. She packed some extra clothes, whatever food she could find, and a notepad. She climbed out of window which she had to pry open since it hadn't been opened since the last owner of the house left. That's when she started to make her way to the 2p’s base. The girl sent Oliver a text that she was on her way and then shoved her phone back into her pocket. The walk there was a long and regret-filled one. Was what she was doing really the right thing? She was leaving so much behind not to