FrancexReader: Soaring Heart by mikmik121, literature
Literature
FrancexReader: Soaring Heart
Freak. Mutant. Unwanted. Bitter words that stung you like a punch to the face. You were on the run constantly. You were different. You were mutated. And you were unwanted.
Everyone you met wanted you to leave, throwing rocks and glass at you. Only recently-shooting you.
Holding onto your bleeding waist to the best of your abilities, you went to the nearest home you could find. Which just so happened to be in the middle of scenic nowhere. 'Where the hell am I even...? I flew here from (wherever) and...whatever...this wound is killing me.'
Yes, you had taken a long journey from the freak show of a lab that you had
FrancexReader- I would never hurt you by AgentCND08, literature
Literature
FrancexReader- I would never hurt you
You were running through the forest, not daring to look back. How far behind was he? No matter; you weren't going to stop running until you reached a main road for help. So far, you haven't had any interaction with civilization for hours, and that French bastard was on your tail.
As you were running, you stumbled on a fallen branch and tripped forward, scraping your chin and hands. You were too tired from constant running and couldn't get back up again. You groaned in pain, but remained down on the ground quietly in case he was close. After listening to the silence for awhile, you took another attempt to stand up, and was about to take off w
France x Reader: All I Got by threepinkdoors, literature
Literature
France x Reader: All I Got
France x Reader: All I Got
Request for MizureChan
The rain bombarded the window. It was hell outside, but inside it was warm. You sat on your couch, looking miserably at your unstarted cup of cocoa. Your eyes were red and your nose was runny. But you weren't sick. It was a simple matter, really--someone had just broken your heart, and their bonds to you. Your cellphone still had the text message he had sent you. "I'm breaking up with you. I found someone else who made me very happy last night. We can still be friends, right?"
Outside you could heard a car door slam. You ignored it, trying instead to focus on your misery. A rap on the windo
I hate everything about you (France X Reader) by MissXCocoa, literature
Literature
I hate everything about you (France X Reader)
"No! For God's sake Francis!" you screamed. You had about enough of him. He would follow you around all day and call you at night. Why did you even give him your number.
So you can hear his voice.
No shut up! You mentally screamed. I want nothing to do with him.
Right.
A knocking was heard at the door. You rolled your eyes and sighed opening the door. Why did you even open the door? He stood there and looked at you.
"Are you going to say something or will you just waste my time?" you snapped. He smiled and tucked a rose behind your ear.
"Just like you, this rose had thorns." You took the rose off your ear and looked at it. It was thorn
FrancexReader ~ I don't blush! by SherlockedHazza, literature
Literature
FrancexReader ~ I don't blush!
Tying up your hair into a messy bun, you checked yourself one last time in the mirror before running downstairs to the ringing doorbell. It was Saturday night and having nothing else important to do, you invited some friends over. Originally, Antonio, Gilbert and Francis should have all been here tonight.
But Lovino somehow got sick and Toni preferred staying home in order to take care of his rising fever. And as for Gilbert, you figured he had more important things to do since he didn't mention why he wasn't going to show up.
So tonight, it was just you and Francis. He said something about refusing to leave such a gorgeous girl alone on a
He's a Tramp [France x Reader] by BritishIslesDame, literature
Literature
He's a Tramp [France x Reader]
It was Autumn, the birds were chirping and the trees' leaves were falling. You loved the fall, the nights are getting longer and there was just a certain smell that made you smile. Your friends have been prompting you from summer to go on dates more and maybe find Mr. Right. Yet, you hated most of the guys who go to your school anyway. They are either arrogant, scary or just plain annoying.
Your friend Eliza was lucky she had Roderich, he is a nice guy, even though he was a short temper. Your friends have tried to set you on many dates before but they never seemed to work out. First they tried a guy named Gilbert, he was cute but really full