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He was completely naked, face down and backside up with lust-filled starry eyes turned towards the camera. The man, a bulking mass of muscles barely contained beneath the skin, had eyes much the same. You turned the manga page over, finding another illustration of a typical uke and seme; petite boy sprawled on his back with a taller, husky man on top. You couldn't read japanese kanji but you didn't need to in order to understand the passion of the situation. Beneath his bed, was Kiku's dirty little secret. A yaoi stash. Rummaging in the depths of darkness under his bed, you pulled out another manga book with an elaborate cover of a doe-eye

Your phone rang in the middle of the night, waking you from your slumber. You didn't need to check the I.D to know who it was. You answered the phone, a bit annoyed that he would call you at four in the morning. "What is it, Italy?" you groaned as you wiped the sleep out of your eyes. You had met Italy a little over two years ago when he ran away from his war duties and found your dog that had ran away from you into the town square. From then on you and him have been best friends, always talking and hanigng out. The only thing you hated, was when he called you this early in the morning. "____-________!!" he shouted from the other end. You c

EnglandXReader “You look so wonderful, Your Highness,” said one girl. “I agree. No one will beat your beauty,” said another. ‘Really?’ you thought as you saw yourself in a full body mirror in front of you. You were wearing a very light orange dress down to your toes, matching arm length gloves, and other matching accessories. It’s a very simple dress. No cleavage shown, no sparkles, no corset and easy to walk in. It’s a very simple dress for a princess in a kingdom. Yes, you were a princess, the only princess of the kingdom and today you were to fulfill an invitation from neighbor kingdom to

  Singer!GermanyxBlind!Reader Perfection                “What can you see in a girl that can’t even see you?”                The German scoffed at one of the recent headlines on a tabloid about him and his girlfriend of five years, _______. Ludwig was a popular singer, not necessarily world-famous, but famous enough to be in tabloids. He sang mostly calm, mellow folk music with an occasional pop song. He threw the magazine on the table and stared at it in disgust. How could someone even believe that? All Ludwig saw in _______ was just how utterly perfect she was. It never really mattered to him that she couldn’t s

(Name) was on spring break in Japan. She was always a big fan of anime and wanted to see the place where it came from. Little did she know that this trip would change her life forever. She stopped for lunch at a little restaurant that served traditional Japanese food. As she was ordering, she noticed the most gorgeous man she had ever met; of course, (Name) is what the Americans call a chubby chaser. He was a taller man, native to this country, and was unusually fat. It only made him look cuter. As he picked up his food to go, he couldn't take his eyes off of (Name). (Name) followed him as he walked out of the building, looking at his plum

Ivan was a large cat. He lived in Moscow with his person who spoiled him like a king. Russia was very cold, but Ivan's thick fur and extra fat kept him warm. His belly was so big that it sometimes touched the ground if he moved a certain way. One day, he was exploring the streets of Moscow when he walked down an alley. Most cats were afraid of the brown furball. His intimidating size and horrific past were responsible for this. He wanted a friend, but he never had any luck. His person was nice, but there is only so much of a human that a cat can take. As he was walking, he heard a small mew. He smelled a female cat in the area. It was a sma

My crew was getting suspicious. I sat upon a smooth rock that sat above the waters surface. I stared out at the ocean. I wasn't looking at the brilliant sunset, I wasn't looking at the evening sky, dying the clouds different shades of red, I wasn't even listening to the sound of the waves. …I was looking for her. For the flicker of silver against the blue sea, a glimpse of those silky (h/c) locks…I was waiting for her…But she never came. My crew was worried for me, it had only been three days since the incident, and even three days on shore was enough to drive me crazy. I had to get off land, I had to return to the sea…

“Watch it, loser!” “S-sorry.” You said quietly. “Yeah you better be, bitch!” You sighed and continued to walk down the school hallway. In the distance you could hear other students rolling their eyes and sneering in your direction. You were almost to your locker when you were suddenly shoved to the side so hard that you fell on the cold floor. You looked up and saw Gilbert pointing at you and laughing along with the other students who saw. “Stupid frau! How dare you get in the way of the awesome me.” He said proudly before catching up with his friends. You sighed as you lifted yourself up a

Warning: Mild Curse words. I walk to Lovino's house, going by on the sidewalk hearing the birds sing. I smile as I smell the fresh flowers and see cars pass by as they have to get to their destination. The sun shines bright, a few clouds in the sky. I love it when it's a day like this! I see a few people jogging by, and I wave to one I recognize as Alfred F. Jones. "S'up dude!" he says as he passes me. "Hey bro! Artie forcing you to run again?" I hear his groan and he yells back across the street so my ears can pick up his voice. "Yep! I don't get why, I mean I'm not fat!" he whines. "Tell the scale that!" a voice yells back at him. I tu