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Le Temps D'être Heureux ( Mitsuya x Reader ) by rinyuae
Le Temps D'être Heureux ( Mitsuya x Reader )
rinyuae
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T/p est une élève de 3ème, qui vit avec sa mère depuis la disparition de son père. Elle change de collège suite à un déménagement. T/p n'a pas l'air accueillante aux premiers abords, c'est une personne qui vit beaucoup en retrait des autres, une simple personne qui ne cherche pas à attirer l'attention d'autrui, mais quand on apprend à la connaître, elle a un grand cœur. Elle va s'inscrire dans un club de son collège et y faire la rencontre d'un garçon gentil et respectueux prénommé Mitsuya Takashi.
Unseen | ✔ by Elyse-Ri
Unseen | ✔
Elyse-Ri
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She lay on her bed, blood seeping through her skin, a fractured rib. She knew there would be no doctor, no way for anyone to find out. She knew she would not be saved. From the outside, Isabelle Thompson had the perfect family. A protective brother, a hard-working father and a nurturing mother. Everyone knew who they were, and everyone knew they wouldn't kill a fly. But they had a secret, and big fat juicy one too. Isabelle was always quiet. She never spoke, she always wore dark clothing, and she had no friends. It was easier that way. No one would find out, no one knew her. Until a bright sparkle of Adam Black came fluttering into her life. Always remember: 'Stay hidden, and remain unseen.' - (Trigger Warning) All rights reserved to Elyse-ri © 2017 Completed Happy reading :)
Dear Little Deaf Boy by Happyfaceforever
Dear Little Deaf Boy
Happyfaceforever
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Jasper's voice was like waiting for a rain storm during a drought. You got excited when the clouds got grey hoping the skies would open and unleash the quench to your thirst. Even a cool breeze was a tease. And every time Jasper opened his mouth it was a tease. It was that single drop of water coming out a leaking facet. Yet, it wasn't enough. He was mine, My Dear Little Deaf Boy I know you see me. I know you can see me call out for your attention. I know you can feel my heart pound and my shaky hands as I come near you. But you don't have to be able to hear to understand these three words. I love you. Do you hear me now?