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(Luciano's POV) Luciano sighed as he got into his car, throwing his bag into the back seat as he slid into the driver's seat, pulling the door closed behind him. "Took you long enough, fratello." Luciano rolled his eyes as he pulled on his brown jacket and flipped down the mirror to adjust his hat and remove his contacts, turning his eyes from blue to their normal purple color. Out of the corner of his eye he could just see the blond mop of hair that belonged to his brother, Flavio. "I don't understand, fratello. Why do you work at a school when you have your real job to make money?" Flavio sighed as he leaned back in his seat. Usually, L

Norway x Reader               A large smirk appeared on your face. You had a playful glint in your (e/c) eyes. Everything was about to fall into place. "I can't wait to see his reaction," you snickered to yourself. "It'll be priceless!" You wiggled your fingers above the keyboard, and clicked send. "Now, I wait…heh-heh….." you put your fingers together, as an evil mastermind would. "BWAHAHAHAHA-" your evil laughter was interrupted by your friend, who was at the moment, one of your victims. He probably wouldn't care that much, since he enjoyed pranking and trolling others with you. "__________? I heard THAT laugh….what

"…Grandpa Germania…..Why would you ask me something like that?" "Vell I'd like to know ven I can expect great-grandchildren." "…………Ludwig and I aren't even officially a couple. How could we possibly be having sex already." "I don't know vat kinds of things you young people get into. Don't most people have sex at your age?" "Some of them, yes. But not us." "Vell you should get on zat. I'm not getting any younger." Ah, what lovely conversations you'd started having with Walthari ever since Ludwig had asked you out on a date. You and Ludwig had now known each other for almost three months and had been on mult

The Way You Move Ludwig loves the way you move. He loves the way your ponytail swings as your head bobs in rhythm with that infernal racket you call music. The way your hips sway back and forth. How gracefully your arms and wrists move as you dance. Ludwig loves the way your mouth moves as you lip sync the repetitive lyrics. The way your lips curve into a smile as you continue to enjoy yourself. He even loves the way you spin around and jump at the sight of him standing across the room. How the shocked and embarrassed blush slowly creeps up your face when you realize he was watching you dance while washing the dishes. He loves the way you

   “I said where do you think you’re going?” Gilbert flinched as Ivan took several steps toward the two. (Name) noticed the fear in Gilbert’s red orbs, so she decided to take some action.   ‘I have to do something. Whoever this tall not to mention scary person is, Gilbert is obviously scared of him! I can’t blame him though.’ (Name) turned her attention to the boy next to her, who’s mouth gapped open like a fish out of water. Gently, she gripped his sleeve and began to lead him away from the unknown male.     Gilbert’s mind was completely shut down in fear. That was until, he felt hims

**Just a warning, it kind of switches POV's a couple of times. I just wanted to point this out so no one gets confused! Okay, on to the next part you've been waiting for~ She started her car and was off, and he made it his job to know exactly where she was going dressed in that manner. He followed her car to the unknown destination, that turned out to be a small and somewhat busy cafe. “What the hell is __y/n__ doing here?” His pale brow furrowed as he slowly came closer to observe his kätzchen, burying himself in a group of large bushes close enough to keep an eye on her, but far enough away so she couldn’t see him