Kiloromeo

"Shh~" Makoto tried to silence his children so they wouldn't wake you up. Today was Mother's Day, a day dedicated to the mothers who take care of their children all over the world. To honour you being the "greatest mommy ever" according to your twins, they had planned a very special surprise for you... Makoto stepped in the room, trying to be as quiet as humanly possible, and set a tray full of breakfast foods and (fav drink). He motioned to his children behind him to wake you up. They wasted no time in doing so. "HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY MOMMY~!!!!" They squealed, jumping on the bed and consequently on you as well, startling you from your sleep

Valentine's Day. The one day of the year where couples celebrate their love and shower each other with gifts, candy, and much more. This day was extra special for you because it was also your anniversary. You had been married to your former teacher for about 3 years now. You loved him with all your heart and you never once regretting marrying him. He, in return, loved you just as much, never failing to show you how much he loved you. _______________________________ .:.:Flashback {Wedding Day}:.:. "Oh my god, oh my god! I can't believe it's already the day!!" You squealed to your friend (F/n) who was also your maid-of-honour. She was orig

 There was an odd silence in the house, one that was almost welcoming in comparison to the one you had felt weeks before. This silence, as most things, was completely temporary. No doubt you’d eventually give into the temptation to block the white noise that was overbearingly loud. However, it gave you enough time to rewind on the events, let yourself wonder if there was something you could do, something you could change, or if it were your fault in the long run. You weren’t exactly helping him find some outlet, you let him build up all this pressure. You let it run rampant, letting him sit alone in his office when you should drag

    (Name) was ready to have this baby out of her. It was simple as that. Before she got pregnant she always saw how beautiful pregnant women were, always with a sort of glow on them. And of course before she got pregnant she knew that her feet might swell, about morning sickness, and that she would pee a lot.   She had no idea how bad it was though. First of all why was is called morning sickness if it happened all the god damn time?! And her feet felt like they were the size of footballs,and she constantly had to make stops to the bathroom wherever she went. And she had to buy almost whole new wardrobe of just maternity clothes, because n

       (Name) sat home looking up different tattoos, trying to find the perfect one for herself, she wanted it to be absolutely perfect since it would be on her body for the rest of her life.     Suddenly she came across it, it was exactly what she was looking for! "Perfect~" she purred, printing off a picture and closing her laptop.     Lutz was taking a break from sketching some carnations and decided to lean against the front desk, taking off his leather jacket and putting it on the desk. (Name) studied his back muscles as he leaned against the desk, or his arm and neck muscles as he stretched or cracked his neck, causing her to bite h

Vampire 2p! America X Reader ~Part 3~ Your POV: Opening my eyes, I was met with the same cracked ceiling I stared at all night. I've only been in this fucking house for a couple days, and I was beginning to lose hope. The blankets slowly slipped off my body as I pushed myself out of the bed. Glancing over there was a cracked mirror I never noticed. Stepping closer, my eyebrows furrowed at what I saw. It was like staring in the reflection of a stranger. I reached up and touched my face, it was pale. Those beautiful (e/c) orbs were now lifeless and dull, along with darkened circles under them. That damn bite mark was still there. I’m

_______________ woke up that morning. She looked to the right and saw that Lutz wasn’t there. She looked puzzled as she freshened up and went downstairs. The whole house was still. Too still…she sighed and went into the kitchen. There she was greeted to the most chaotic sight she’s seen this year…her whole kitchen was covered in smoke and flour. Tom was on the ground with a bowl of batter on his head. Franz and Gilbert were fighting something that oozing from the oven. “It’s still growing!” cried Franz pounding it with a rolling pin. “Keep beating it!” Gilbert was hitting it with a fry

~С Рождеством~ *Daddy!Russia X Mommy!Reader X Male!Child!Belarus X Male!Child!Ukraine* 'Drabble #21 from 'All I want for Christmas' series' "What?You've got to be kidding Ivan!" (Name) spoke at one end of the phone,rubbing her temple in soothing circles,which became more like a dig in her skull. "I'm sorry,sunflower!I really am.But I'm quite caught..." the Russian male tried to explain,his tone unusual apologetical,a heaved sigh coming soon after. "Look...I've got to end the call.I'll try my best,but most likely I won't be able to get home in time!" he continued,his voice fu