RomanoxSick!Reader Blame It On The Weatherman (2) by VideoDreams, literature
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RomanoxSick!Reader Blame It On The Weatherman (2)
Get away for a while
Here I am out on my own again
Won’t blame it on myself
Yeah
I’ll blame it on the weatherman
CONTENT ADVISORY: Brief innuendo, graphic depictions of a verbal fight, graphic depictions shattered dishes and glasses, mentions of blood, implied accident
“One last step before I finally get out of this damn gown,” (Reader) said, ducking into the backseat of Bonnie’s car. The Suburban lent itself well to doubling as a dressing room for Bonnie’s Disney Princess party business, allowing performers to change immediately after performances came to a close. Under the seat hatches were reserved for
RomanoxSick!Reader: Blame It On The Weatherman (1) by VideoDreams, literature
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RomanoxSick!Reader: Blame It On The Weatherman (1)
It’s just one more day
No one said there would be rain again
Won’t blame it on myself
Yeah
I’ll blame it on the weatherman
CONTENT ADVISORY: Infidelity, description of gunshots, mention of blood, brief transphobia, binge eating
Storms may seem like entities popping up from out of nowhere, an unhappy accident of weather and circumstances. In truth, they come together from factors originating in seconds and years. The climate may have just swelled to the right temperature, but years of wind patterns and a systems of cyclonic rain allow that rise to have a purpose. Dancing together over the stillness of the ocean, the harbin
RomanoxSick!Reader Jolene: Part Six by VideoDreams, literature
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RomanoxSick!Reader Jolene: Part Six
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, JOLENE!
I’m begging of you, don’t take my woman
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, JOLENE!
Please don’t take her even though you can
In the face of hearing loss, silence is not deafening but instead a series of sounds traveling across the body. Whether or not they are heard, each one is felt from the bottoms of the feet to the top of the head. Heavy footsteps over tile and hardwood floor, stiletto points vibrating the bottoms of one’s heels. Doors of any kind feeling overwhelmingly loud—car doors, elevator doors, the door to an apartment. All of them slammed with an intensity that shook the shoulder
RomanoxSick!Reader Jolene: Part Five by VideoDreams, literature
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RomanoxSick!Reader Jolene: Part Five
I have to have this talk with you
My happiness depends on you
And whatever you decide to do
Jolene
Bonnie and (Reader) were soothed by marveling over Romano’s dish, which somehow retained the best of its flavors even after several hours in the fridge. The sauce maintained its richness and flavor alongside the vegetables, which made (Redaer) feel as though she were in a garden. Blends of spices felt like walking barefoot in an open field and the olives evoked a perfect day at the beach. One where you could taste the ocean on a sea breeze, rather than a mouthful of water from a wipeout in a six foot wave. (Reader) found herself unable to
RomanoxSick!Reader Jolene: Part Four by VideoDreams, literature
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RomanoxSick!Reader Jolene: Part Four
You could have any woman
But I could never love again
She's the only one for me
Jolene
Sleep only came to Romano in one-hour fits, tormenting him with weighted fatigue. Some moments, Romano simultaneously cursed God and begged him to take away the near-agony of the insomniac limbo. Other times, sleep would draw near to Romano’s mind, only to be stolen away by the thought of (Reader) disappearing into the night. Immediately, Romano would spring up in his bed, heart racing and half-screaming across his ears. (Reader)’s face was the sole thing capable of stopping Romano’s panic, capturing and enthralling his heart as she slept
RomanoxSick!Reader Jolene: Part 3B by VideoDreams, literature
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RomanoxSick!Reader Jolene: Part 3B
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene JOLENE!
I’m begging of you, don’t take my woman
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, JOLENE!
Please don’t take her just because you can
Romano wasn’t sure what time it was when he awoke, but he could feel across his body that his sleep had not been long. Two hours, maybe three. The half-refreshed half-bulldozed tired that plagued anyone who suffered from insomnia, regardless of rhyme or reason. Running his fingers through his hair, Romano felt the strands glued together from sweat, further sliding into each other from the half-wet substance over his skin. Caught up in his fury and sadness, Romano failed to r
RomanoxSick!Reader Jolene: Part Two by VideoDreams, literature
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RomanoxSick!Reader Jolene: Part Two
Your beauty is beyond compare
With flaming locks of auburn hair
With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green
Romano kept his worsening chorea attacks secret for weeks. No one—not even Feliciano or Antonio—knew how much Romano was struggling to keep his limbs fully in control. Amphetamines may have reduced the number of chorea attacks he had overall, but such did not stop them from coming under times of significant stress. Had Romano been without medication, the rate at which he was having attacks while stressed would be his norm, and stress would trigger so many that he would not be able to drive. Fingers would twitch, limbs would f
RomanoxSick!Reader Jolene: Part One (LIME) by VideoDreams, literature
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RomanoxSick!Reader Jolene: Part One (LIME)
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, JOLENE!
I’m begging of you, don’t take my woman
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, JOLENE!
Please don’t take her just because you can
LIME CONTENT ADVISORY: Sexual tension, innuendo, bisexual flirtations
For the first two weeks at Sephora, (Reader) wondered if it was purely a coincidence that she and Bonnie shared all the same shifts. Both were designated color artists, and perhaps there was further explanation for Bonnie’s scattered week shifts and heavy Sunday shifts. The only ones they didn’t share were select Saturdays, over which (Reader) felt some relief. Romano made it abundantly clear that
RomanoxSick!Reader Jolene: Prologue by VideoDreams, literature
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RomanoxSick!Reader Jolene: Prologue
CONTENT ADVISORY: Bisexual flirtations, makeup innuendos
It was hard to say when the debacle with Bonnie and (Reader) began. Was it when they first met three years earlier? Perhaps it was when (Reader) discovered she was bisexual and flittered her eyelashes at Bonnie before purchasing her first Orgasm blush. Maybe it was when (Reader) first ran out of Orgasm, only to go back to Bonnie for more—so much more— and leave with mascara that was Better Than Sex and eyeshadow that left her completely Naked. A good guess would be when (Reader) started visiting the Sephora where Bonnie worked more often, wanting an excuse to feel the touch
RomanoxSick!Reader: C'est La Vie Part 6B by VideoDreams, literature
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RomanoxSick!Reader: C'est La Vie Part 6B
Say you will, say you won’t
Say you’ll do what I don’t
Say you’re true, say to me
C’est la vie!
LIME CONTENT ADVISORY: Brief nudity, brief teasing, mention of cum stains, implied vaginal intercourse
Although (Reader) had excellent skills for designing silly plans and schemes, she did not always anticipate the breadth of outcomes, causing them to backfire in ways left unseen. Just as revising the mustache plan left strangers with memories of her and Romano as a “cute couple”, the passionate lovemaking she shared with “her Lovi” mortified Antonio beyond words. Assuming his pirate days fil