Depressed!Prussia x Reader- Falling Slowly by kokoronoyumemishi, literature
Literature
Depressed!Prussia x Reader- Falling Slowly
The song is "Falling Slowly" from the musical Once. [link]
"Falling Slowly"
(e/c) eyes jerked open at the small bit of melody your mind presented to you. It was a simple as they come, an "unflashy" do re mi re, but it felt strangely compelling in a way, as if the two words and four notes were able to capture something nearly unidentifiable.
"Desperation," you thought to yourself, but you quickly negated the notion. "No, not desperate, more like...sadly helpless." Yes. That was it. It captured the resigned sigh of one who has given up on lifting themselves back up, and have merely stepped back to marvel at their descent.
Pushing yo
Jealousy.
It bubbles, it boils, it brews inside of me, and it’s all because of her. And she has the gall to sit right in front of me, glowing at me disgustingly, as if she has done me no wrong. Avalon, that angel-faced backstabber; leave it to her to grind me into the dirt, leave me behind, then continue on her merry way. Because of her, no one knows me. I’m her perfect double, her fractured, unstable twin.
Her melodic voice chatters at me aimlessly, giggling shamelessly at intervals, flaunting her bubbly personality in my face. She’s always known just how much I hate her, and how they just lo
Depressed!Prussia x Reader- Falling Slowly by kokoronoyumemishi, literature
Literature
Depressed!Prussia x Reader- Falling Slowly
The song is "Falling Slowly" from the musical Once. [link]
"Falling Slowly"
(e/c) eyes jerked open at the small bit of melody your mind presented to you. It was a simple as they come, an "unflashy" do re mi re, but it felt strangely compelling in a way, as if the two words and four notes were able to capture something nearly unidentifiable.
"Desperation," you thought to yourself, but you quickly negated the notion. "No, not desperate, more like...sadly helpless." Yes. That was it. It captured the resigned sigh of one who has given up on lifting themselves back up, and have merely stepped back to marvel at their descent.
Pushing yo
Jealousy.
It bubbles, it boils, it brews inside of me, and it’s all because of her. And she has the gall to sit right in front of me, glowing at me disgustingly, as if she has done me no wrong. Avalon, that angel-faced backstabber; leave it to her to grind me into the dirt, leave me behind, then continue on her merry way. Because of her, no one knows me. I’m her perfect double, her fractured, unstable twin.
Her melodic voice chatters at me aimlessly, giggling shamelessly at intervals, flaunting her bubbly personality in my face. She’s always known just how much I hate her, and how they just lo
Child! Loki x Child! Reader |Meant| by MomoPoms, literature
Literature
Child! Loki x Child! Reader |Meant|
There are few things in life that a young prince is prepared for. Countless, colossal events to attend, when you’re hardly a few feet tall. Endless hours of studies and tutors when there are brilliant days full of promise and play. Rarely ever, are youthful, happy children ready for the stressful, time-consuming events that take control of their everyday lives.
For Odin’s youngest son, he was about to experience the third of the day.
Loki receded further into himself the closer they got to the throne room. His expression was an odd combination of fear and longing; fear, because he was about to meet someone who would drastically
Had To Be You (Male!JessicaRabbitxReader) One-Shot by LeFantomeDancer, literature
Literature
Had To Be You (Male!JessicaRabbitxReader) One-Shot
~A/N: I am a sneaky devil, I know lol. I'm sorry for posting on such a family-oriented day, but the truth is this is the first time in my life I'm not able to spend Thanksgiving with my parents/family. So I figured I'd spend it with people I also love so very dearly: you guys!! To those who are also having to spend today alone, I'm there with you in my heart. I love ya'll~
~Jessica=Jessie~
Strawberry fields.
That’s what it always reminds you of as your hand weaves in and out of thick waves, twisting them over and beneath each other in ways that often pulls soft hums and, perhaps, a tired groan. Your fingers move down to the slender y
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