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((A/N: Trigger warning! The first part of this story is pretty intense and sad. There's some family tension that may hit home for some. It gets a ton better towards the end!)) The early spring, mist-like rain made it difficult to see the road--especially at night. It fell in a constant sheet, reflecting in the lamps and street lights in an eerie yet peaceful way. Ludwig Bielschmidt, who currently sat behind the wheel of his black classy Lexus, drove carefully down the streets as he traveled home from work. Every time someone passed him, he snickered to himself, shaking his head at their lack of safety. He muttered under his breath his desire

Bumping Glasses A soft grumble came from underneath a mountain of warm duvets piled on top of a cozy bed. (Name) could feel Kumajirou's silky white fur snuggled around her shin, soft snores coming from the bear. The woman yawned, cracking a smile at the warm polar bear hugging tightly to her leg. Her gentle smile fell when she realised something was missing from this blissful equation. Reaching her hand toward the other side of the bed, finding the spot empty and cold to the touch. She lazily cracked open one eye, the (e/c) hue glazed over with sleep. To her disappointment the man she had been searching for was nowhere to be seen. She let ou

. :\|~A Hetalian Road-trip~|/: . {Romano\LovinoXReader} I woke up that morning, thankful I had gone to sleep early. Next to me slept my best friend, Mei, while my other best friends, Elizabeta and Victoria, were on my daybed across the room. I sat up and stretched, trying to get the sleep out of my muscles. This morning was the first day of summer, and the first day of our road trip with all our friends. I looked over at my alarm clock. It read seven thirty. I stretched again and gently shook Mei awake. "Mei? Wake up, it's time for breakfast," I called out to her as I carefully crawled out of my bed, thankful that it was already nice and wa