Signlessxhuman!Reader Helplessly in Love with YouSignlessxhuman!Reader Helplessly in Love with You by RaisedFromPerdition2
"(Name)!" Your moirail knocked on your door. Since you didn't answer after ten minutes of screaming for you, she shrugged and walked away. Currently, you were out exploring behind your hive, resting on a log, sweat rolling down your face. "Oh Gog, it's hot out here..." You whined, taking another swig from your water bottle. The sun was high in the air and the canopy of leaves above you were the only things keeping you from burning to a crisp. You were human, visiting your friends here on Alternia for a bit. Plus, exploring!
A groan from close by made you jump. No one in their right mind would be out at this time of day. "Hello? Who's there??" You walked closer to the sound, spotting two grey wrists clasped in bright red cancer shaped cuffs. You gasped, pulling him out of the sunlight. A nasty sunburn hand already formed on his skin, blistering was also visible. He groaned again as you moved him, his shackles making him even heavier. You huffed and used your last bit of strength to pry
~Regret Message~ Rivaille Ackerman X Reader~Regret Message~ Rivaille Ackerman X Reader by VocaloidLenkaRinto
'______, you really are serious about this.' Rivaille sighed, watching from behind as you walked up to the shoreline. You bent down to place something in the shallow water. You straightened your back and turned around, seeing your beloved brother stand there with his arms crossed.
'That can't possibly make your wishes come true,' he said flatly. A gentle smile graced your lips. He grunted and walked over to stand beside you.
You opened your mouth to speak. 'Would your Majesty like to try this too? All you need to do is get a small parchment and a bottle--' The raven-haired king cut you off.
'It's a game for the peasants, I don't need to try it,' he snapped.
'Oh. . .' You looked ahead, stung by his haughty reply. You tried your best to hide your hurt expression with a smile.
'I see. . .' you uttered. Rivaille saw through your mask and instantly regretted his words. Noting your expression, he added,
England x Reader Returning to MeEngland x Reader Returning to Me by Emma-Snow
England x Reader Returning to Me
(Name) had always known that the war was going to be hard on her dearest, Arthur Kirkland. It was brother pitted against brother after all, and literally at that. She knew how much he treasured and cared for Alfred, but she could hardly fathom the amount of utter pain he had to go through as he engaged in dangerous battle with his younger sibling. All she could do was sit and wait patiently by the windows of their home back in London, hoping and praying that he’d come home safe and sound. She wasn’t entirely sure whether or not she wanted him to be the winner of the war. She had grown attached to the dapper young Mr. Jones, after all. He was just as much a brother to her as he was to Arthur.
A sigh escaped her lips as she waited, watching from the window pane like an elegant, porcelain doll. Her back straight and her posture perfect, her big (e/c) eyes searching through the throngs of soldiers returning home from the war. That was right; The