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Male!Elsa x Reader - On The Same Level (Part 4)Male!Elsa x Reader - On The Same Level (Part 4) by Butterfingas
The warmth of the morning sun filtered its way through the fabric of the curtains, illuminating your face and warming your cheeks. A content yawn escaped your lips as you stretched, feeling your chest rise and fall. You lay tangled in the silk sheets, your eyes glued to the ceiling, nothing crossing your mind. It was just blissful nothing, something that your over-worked, stressed body needed more of.
A knock on the door interrupted you from your thoughts. You called out for the person to enter and quickly pushed the stray hairs from your face, sitting up to meet the guest. Kristina entered the bedroom with a confident smile, her brown eyes glowing along with her hair from the morning sun.
“You must be hungry. Breakfast?” she smirked, taking a stand next to your over-sized bed. You nodded, pulling the sheets off your body. The sound of skin meeting wood as you stood was interrupted by Kristina’s rant about what was on the menu for breakfast. She turned her back to you
Spain X Reader- Avert Your EyesSpain X Reader- Avert Your Eyes by Butterfingas
A Popsicle was hurled towards you at great speed, spinning as it neared closer to your slouched frame. You flinched as the cold, wrapped treat thumped into your arm and slid down your thighs to the sweltering cement floor.
“Nice catch, my friend!” Antonio threw his head back in laughter as he scrambled up the wall, taking a comfortable seat next to you. Without even a grumble you reached down and grabbed your cold treat, wanting nothing more but for it to be inside of you. The cheap wrapping was discarded immediately before your dry tongue slid over the flavoured ice, savouring the cooling treat.
Your teeth grazed over the frosty surface, the sweet flavour thrilling your taste buds as the cold treat gradually melted on your pink tongue. You breathed out with a delighted sigh, your eyelids sliding down over your vision as you sucked as much flavour from the luscious Popsicle, its colour staining your lips blue. The sweltering sun’s ray beamed on yo
Male!Elsa x Reader - On The Same Level (Part 3)Male!Elsa x Reader - On The Same Level (Part 3) by Butterfingas
The enormous corridors of the castle were warm busy, with many paintings and ornaments carefully placed along the walls which gave it an inviting look, but didn’t take away the fact that you were inside the royal palace. You followed anxiously behind the King, too afraid to make eye contact with the stern looking guards that looked you up and down with intimidating stares as you passed. The sun filtered its way through the colossal glass windows, painting your exhausted face with an illuminating light and causing you to squint. The only sound now was the rhythmic tap of the King’s and your feet combined echoing through the hallways.
You stepped with your back straight and your eyes focused, absorbing the image of the man that strode before you. His masculine shoulders dipped with each step, and you watched the fabric of his clothes crinkle with his muscles and movements. A few stray white hairs had escaped from the King’s head and lay lazily over his forehead. He quic
Spy x Pyro!Reader: Sensitive (part 3)Needless to say, it didn’t take long for you to get bored of being good. So there you were, suit back on, but mask left. You were headed to the closest outdoors access you could find.Spy x Pyro!Reader: Sensitive (part 3) by Charleywren
When you got outside, you reveled in the cool dustbowl breeze. You leaned on a chicken wire fence, overlooking the rest of the base. It helped clear your head, at least a little. It was dark out, and you could see every star, being so far away from town. It reminded you of a song, which you began to hum softly, and then you sang, closing your eyes.
You were a more than decent singer. Before you were introduced to THIS line of work, you were in a choir in your hometown. Contrary to your deep speaking voice, you sang a lovely soprano. You finished the song and smiled to yourself, opening your eyes.
“Zhat was beautiful.” Came a French accent from beside you.
“Jesus Christ, Spy!” you screeched, flailing away and falling to the ground. He turned from his spot from the fence, eyebr
TF2 Spy x Pyro!Reader: Sensitive (part 2)Your eyes flickered open to swirling darkness. You immediately became aware of three things. One, your splitting headache, and two, the smell of cigarette smoke.TF2 Spy x Pyro!Reader: Sensitive (part 2) by Charleywren
Three, the lack of your Pyro suit and mask. You bolted upright, met instantly with pain and nausea.
“Oh, god…” you groaned, holding your head and shutting your eyes.
You felt a gloved hand on your forehead. “Lay back, mon amour, you have a concussion,” said a French accent that made you sicker, if possible.
“Why the hell are you in my room, frog? Did you take off my suit?” you demanded, sounding rather weak. Honestly, you were feeling lucky you had worn leggings and a tank top under your suit.
“Yes I did. You would have boiled in it if I left it on you. And I’m here to make sure you don’t do something stupid, like try to win zhe mission on your own.”
You snorted in ironic amusement. “I already did that.” You teased.
“Lay back.” He snappe
TF2 Spy x Pyro!Reader: Sensitive (part 1)You were a Pyro. None of the team really knew you that much, mostly due to their fear of your predecessor. They didn’t even know you were a girl. It’s not that you hid it from them, although you were far from bragging about it. You didn’t want any attention. You really just kept to yourself. You didn’t take meals in the mess hall with everyone else. Much like Sniper lived in his van, you liked to stay in your room. Not that you never left your room, it was just, when you did, you wore your suit and mask.TF2 Spy x Pyro!Reader: Sensitive (part 1) by Charleywren
You were also much more serious and stern than your predecessor. No rainbows and angels in your head. You always had a slightly angry look on your face, always frowning with your brow creased. You were reserved, and that was an understatement. Even when you spoke to the others, it was still muffled by the mask, and you did have a pretty deep voice.
And oh, if there was ever one person on your team you couldn’t stand, it was Spy. His cocky smoothness.
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