Lucifer-is-I

Prostitute!Fem!France x Younger!Reader Pt 1 A seventeen year old girl stood on the sidewalk alone, wearing skimpy, pink lingerie and tall, unbearable platform shoes that matched. Her brown hair was lightly tucked into a soft side bun with some stubborn strands of hair sticking out. The girl had dropped out of high school two years ago and began selling her body to wealthy men, desperate to save up enough money to be able to support herself financially. She came from a dysfunctional household in France, feeling alone all the time. Her father was nonexistent and her mother was always working late night shifts when she would come home from sch

"Hæ is pronounced the same way as Hi" Emil said "and the letter æ, is pronounced the same way as the letter I, get it now" you scratched the back of your head "I got it the first time" you heard Emil sigh "good, now to the letter I, in Icelandic is pronounced like ih" Emil had been trying to teach you Icelandic for some time now and you were starting to dose of, finally you fell asleep but only for a few seconds "_____! ______!" Emil shook you and you woke up "um, sorry Emil" you scratched the back of your head again and tried to laugh. "Icelandic is hard you know, you sure you want to continue" "of course I do" you had been longi

"You're going to look really beautiful," you praised as you brushed pale gold eyeshadow over your girlfriend's eyelids. "Ahh, gracias, carina," she replied, a smile shaping her lips. "I mean it, Desideria," you insisted, laying the eyeshadow aside. When she opened her warm brown eyes, you felt a surge of delight. "You look gorgeous." "You mean that?" Desideria asked, carding her fingers through her long hair. She'd been growing it out for the past year, a long, at times painful, process that was finally starting to yield proper results. The length looked truly becoming on her. "I would never lie to you." You smiled and gently turned her f

"Nose Bump" Norway x Reader     To be honest, Lukas felt as if his relationship with ___ was going nowhere. Both were too shy to get any further than holding hands and hugging. Even then, it wasn't the "shyness" that was a problem, but rather the "problem" was them. Both Lukas and ___ had never been in a real relationship with anyone but themselves before. They had been great friends for years before she asked he out. At first, he had been hesitant to answer, "What if it goes wrong?" kept playing through his mind. He had even voiced his concerns to her, only to hear, "Then we'll hate each other for five years and make up at the high school

Something is wrong with my son. To an unobservant eye, it wouldn't be so obvious. But you, as his mother, knew something was wrong with Lukas. He was spending more time in his room. Even on good days, he wasn't very social, but he usually didn't spend that much time in his room. He would do his homework in the kitchen, he would read in the living room, he would play with your younger son, Emil, in Emil's room - but usually the only time he spent in his room was at night, when he slept. But now he was spending more and more time there. He would spend at least two hours in his room after coming home from school, after which he would come out

Your rain-beaten body advanced forward in the dark and lonely street. You were losing your wits, and you didn’t much cared as to where you were heading. You were just walking straight ahead, staring blankly at absolutely nothing. Raindrops danced wherever the winds were taking them. Their sounds hitting on concrete ground were so loud that you felt like becoming deaf. Your clothes were already sticking to your body, drenched and soaked with rain water. It does not need much thinking to realize that you were so cold and wet, but still, you didn’t cared. You stopped at your tracks and looked up to the dark-filled skies. Droplets of

My Wife, Finland For the girl friend, not the girlfriend Music    Tino Väinämöinen reprimanded himself. He was too caring, nice, gentle, calm, simple, and honest. He had to be more selfish, meaner, rougher, grumpier, more complex, and lie. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't bring himself to do it. It was against his nature. He was pretty much Boo the Dog trying to be a scary police dog. Yes, that's how impossible it was for Tino.    Tino was used to being in the friend zone. See, he is your boy friend, not boyfriend. No matter how hard he tried, he just didn't seem to seem like a guy to you. He made way too man