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You need to hurry and open your locker. You managed to open it in your tired stupor and to your surprise you noticed something fly down and out of it to the floor. You looked down to see what it was. It seemed to be a birthday card. It was pretty cute, you smiled going down to get a closer look at it. It was a cute yellow helmet with an all too familiar look to it. You smiled picking up the card, it was clearly hand made too. You stared at it and imagined what the eyes of the troll that wore it looked like. You then remember your locker is open and you’d hate for someone to steal your shit while you’re distracted. You grabbed t

You sat there holding your matesprit, there life slowly slipping away. His purple blood staining your clothes. You didn't care... why would you? You’re too busy crying to care. Slowly he raises his hand to your hair. Even as he's dying, he's trying to comfort you. Clenching onto his body you hug his warmth, His arms slowly snake around you and rub you back as if to say ‘It'll be alright’. This only makes you cry harder. Suddenly your matesprit begin’s coughing violently. Blood seeping through his stitched lips, all you can do is sit there and watch in horror as your matesprit suffers. Eventually he settles

Remember Part 1 GHB x reader Laughing could be heard from the halls of his enormous hive. It was his weird laugh that sounded like honking and her laugh that made him smile. He was with his matesprit in their room. He loved her with his entire being. He loved her even though she was a ‘freak’ with her (s/c) skin, (h/c) hair, (e/c) eyes, and no horns. He loved her so much that he changed. He didn’t kill as many low bloods. He was better at controlling his anger. The changes were so dramatic that everyone noticed them. There was peace in many more places because of it. But all good things must come to an end. Just as they di

((Please comment!!!!)) Germany P.O.V. ~~ I stood there on the docks and watched in silence as the ocean waves crashed against the cement. "Well....this is good bye...." I murmured under my breath. I looked over the shorter Italian male and couldn't help but feel my heart sink a little. It was a strange feeling I have never felt before.  All of those moments we shared together. The failed training sessions, him trashing my home, all of the hell he put me trough. Yet the idea of leaving the little guy hurts. We said our good byes and my boss came to get me. Slowly I walked away from my friend for the last time. It felt like a piece of me was