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The creationist.
'Life, Is my creation,
Is my best friend~'
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Painting was your favorite pass time, but nothing was better than painting with Feliciano Vargas, Your art instructor. Of course he was a bit older than you by two years, but his behavior was of a 13 year old boy. As oblivious as he was, he was a good art instructor. He would always help you out in class and out class. Eventually, you started to have some sort of affection for him. He wasnt bad looking, he was absolutely adorable and gorgeous.
'This is an old and funny poem
I accidentally overheard...'
Sometimes he would go to your apartment, while sometimes you would go to his penthouse. Non of you had bad intentions. It all started out as a normal friendship. You never understood his addiction for pasta and he never understood your addiction for chicken soup with a scarmbled egg inside. But those were minor details that you both shurgged off.
It keeps the little children playing
And bigger children spread the word.
You would often go to the park with him, he always seemed to like to the park. Because he would often say that museums are filled with art, but some of the art doesn't make any sense to him. You just giggled when he said that,it was partially true.
My memory is bad so I always tend to forget
How it goes but
Curious thing was that, everytime he went to visit you, out of class hours. He would always bring a cute little daisy and put it on your ear. He would often say that the flower was jealous and he wanted the flower to be prettier by being with you. He was an odd one, true, but he meant good.
One day he invited you to his penthouse, but at night. Weird...You always knew he just wanted some body to be with around when he was alone. He hated being alone. It surprised you why if he hates being alone, he is alone in a penthouse! But you were a bit nervous about going. What if he had to leave? What if he was going to be away for a while? What if he left for ever, and wanted this to be as nice as possible?
it was night time and it was time for you to go and face what ever was going to happen tonight, you were nervous, you thought of what could possibly happen. You didn't want him to leave, or him to stop seeing you. just as you reached the complex and entered the elevator, you felt tear touching your cheeks. You were crying, hoping nothing bad would happen. Before the elevator door openened, you sucked it up and headed straight to his pent house door. You knocked the door and waited for a while, but no avail. Finally when you decided to leave, the door smashed open, a pair of arms pulled you inside, and lips were collided with his. He was smiling brightly and kissed you one more time when he saw you smile and sniffle a little.
You knew you liked him, and he knew he liked you. So why not make the love go Boom?
'Life is my creation.
Is my best friend.
Imagination is my defense.
And I'll keep walking
When skies are grey.
Whatever happens
Was meant that way...'
The end.
'Life, Is my creation,
Is my best friend~'
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Painting was your favorite pass time, but nothing was better than painting with Feliciano Vargas, Your art instructor. Of course he was a bit older than you by two years, but his behavior was of a 13 year old boy. As oblivious as he was, he was a good art instructor. He would always help you out in class and out class. Eventually, you started to have some sort of affection for him. He wasnt bad looking, he was absolutely adorable and gorgeous.
'This is an old and funny poem
I accidentally overheard...'
Sometimes he would go to your apartment, while sometimes you would go to his penthouse. Non of you had bad intentions. It all started out as a normal friendship. You never understood his addiction for pasta and he never understood your addiction for chicken soup with a scarmbled egg inside. But those were minor details that you both shurgged off.
It keeps the little children playing
And bigger children spread the word.
You would often go to the park with him, he always seemed to like to the park. Because he would often say that museums are filled with art, but some of the art doesn't make any sense to him. You just giggled when he said that,it was partially true.
My memory is bad so I always tend to forget
How it goes but
Curious thing was that, everytime he went to visit you, out of class hours. He would always bring a cute little daisy and put it on your ear. He would often say that the flower was jealous and he wanted the flower to be prettier by being with you. He was an odd one, true, but he meant good.
One day he invited you to his penthouse, but at night. Weird...You always knew he just wanted some body to be with around when he was alone. He hated being alone. It surprised you why if he hates being alone, he is alone in a penthouse! But you were a bit nervous about going. What if he had to leave? What if he was going to be away for a while? What if he left for ever, and wanted this to be as nice as possible?
it was night time and it was time for you to go and face what ever was going to happen tonight, you were nervous, you thought of what could possibly happen. You didn't want him to leave, or him to stop seeing you. just as you reached the complex and entered the elevator, you felt tear touching your cheeks. You were crying, hoping nothing bad would happen. Before the elevator door openened, you sucked it up and headed straight to his pent house door. You knocked the door and waited for a while, but no avail. Finally when you decided to leave, the door smashed open, a pair of arms pulled you inside, and lips were collided with his. He was smiling brightly and kissed you one more time when he saw you smile and sniffle a little.
You knew you liked him, and he knew he liked you. So why not make the love go Boom?
'Life is my creation.
Is my best friend.
Imagination is my defense.
And I'll keep walking
When skies are grey.
Whatever happens
Was meant that way...'
The end.
Literature
England x Reader - Quotes - 2
Quotes
"RAWR means 'I love you' in dinosaur"
There was nothing but silence in the British household. Why would it be this quiet for a tsundere person like England? Well, there were two answers for this:
You were out doing something and England was having tea while waiting for his 'beloved'.
It was a bit worrying for the man. After all, you left without notice. What if America had come to take you away while you were out? And how worse can that thought get? France could come get you instead! His thinking time was cut short when the door was kicked open by you, making a loud 'slam'. Not that he wasn't relieved that you were home, but damn..
Literature
ItalyxReader: Ciao
ItalyxReader
Ciao~
You charged through the door as the clock in the café struck 9am and run through to the kitchen. Standing behind the door you took a moment to breathe in and sigh. Quickly, you fumbled in your bag and pulled out a mirror, hurriedly flattening your hair in the mirror. You looked left and right, checking everything. Feeling rather happy you opened the door to the kitchen slowly.
The wooden door didn't comply with your subtle entry and creaked slowly with each movement.
Seeing Feliciano fumbling around in the cupboards you made your way to the table in the centre of the room. Leaning against the wood and smelling the
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Bluffing - S. Italy
Bluffing -To bluff is to pretend to have a capability or intention one does not actually possess.
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"No!"
"Why?"
"Because...I said so."
"That's...not even a proper excuse!"
"O-Of course it is!"
I sighed, defeated. "All right, Lovino. Don't go to the organic market with me. Make me carry all the vegetables back home. Alone."
"[Name]..." muttered Lovino. "It's just a market. Please, it's not like it's a big deal."
I continued as if I hadn't heard him.
"...and I guess a crate of potatoes would be really heavy to carry by myself and..."
Lovi's ears perked up. "Potatoes?"
"Yeah. They're pretty heavy, you k
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Well, The creationist from Kerli is an Awesome song~
I thought Feliciano was best identified with this song so Why the fuck not?
I hope you like the fluff. .w. So please!
Did you like it?
Was it good?
Why?
I thought Feliciano was best identified with this song so Why the fuck not?
I hope you like the fluff. .w. So please!
Did you like it?
Was it good?
Why?
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Awesomely written! I love the plot and how it seems simple, but it's really elaborated.
Lots of fluff. My fave X3
Lots of fluff. My fave X3