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PrussiaxReader - Dirty Dishes Part5Blip, blip blip, blip, blip
The steady beeping of heart monitors roused your sedated brain to consciousness.
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It felt as though your head was stuffed with cotton wool everything was warm and fuzzy, and you felt sort of disconnected from your own body. You couldn't feel anything, though your drug-pumped brain couldn't process why.
You slowly started to regain feeling in your limbs, and were alerted to a slight pressure building on your upper left arm. Keeping your eyes firmly shut, you listened to the whoosh of the blood-pressure machine as it deflated quietly.
As you silently took stock of the new
PrussiaxReader - Dirty Dishes"But I hate chores!"
You just sighed and rolled your eyes, throwing a feather duster at Gilbert's head in annoyance. If he insisted on living with you, the least he could do was pitch in and help clean the place.
"I don't care!" you countered, dragging him back into the kitchen by the back of the albino's T-shirt. "You live here, you'll help keep it clean!"
"You can't force the awesome me to do such menial tasks!" Gilbert proclaimed, latching his legs around the leg of the table. "It's not epic enough!"
Growling, you dropped the pompous nation on his back and grabbed a dish cloth from the nearby sink, dumping it on his head. Spluttering,
PrussiaxReader - Dirty Dishes Part 6Oh Gott.
Oh Gott oh Gott oh Gott.
You'd been shot. Here Gilbert was, cradling your limp form on the damp grass in a growing pool of your own blood. He watched in horror as the bullet hole in your shirt was stained with blood. The stain continued to grow.
"Look at me, ______. I'm right here – look at me!" Gilbert had never used such a pleading tone before in his life. It had never had a reason or a chance to peek out from under his awesome persona.
But now he was desperate. More desperate than he had ever been.
"_____, please keep your eyes open," ruby red orbs brimmed with unshed tears. The albino had never cried, and had never thought h
The Anatomy of EmbraceStrip
skin and bone
Brittle joints snap
Fingers creak and bend
ulna; extend, reach, grab, pull,
encircle. Phalanges flexing.
Tendons pull taut under paper skin
Heart pulpatating behind sternum
Lungs expand; contract underneath ribcage
Scapula and clavicle tense to draw towards
Cervical vertebrae dip; cranium bows
To nestle between neck and shoulder
Tense arms ease out, loop loosely around
fragile backbones, ribcages, chests
Hands hold tight
Fingers stroke, clicking down an old, bone-dry spine
slows; lungs exhale
softly. Just breathe
Mollie's Ribbons I grew up in a small town just a few dozen miles from the closest water sourcea slowly shrinking aquifer that squatted underneath the seat of Thompson County, our neighborly border. Fortunately, we hadn't yet been quite as devastated by our annual droughts as those in Oklahoma and Texas. Rumors would occasionally drift in with a tumbleweed traveler about how bad the deep South had dried up into nothing but an old dusty lake bed, but these flashes of news were too few and too far between to be counted on as up to date or even true.
Once, I heard one of my distant cousins, a boy by the name of Harold, was said to have been caug
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