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Dense (AmericaxTomboy!Reader) "What's up, Al?" You asked as you saw your blonde-haired friend.
"Dude, _______________, you wanna go to my totally awesome party this weekend?!" He yelled, his blue eyes sparkling more than usual.
"Hell yeah!" You reply, subconsciously grabbing the thin bra strap through your shirt and adjusting it. The action went unnoticed by Alfred, who continued to squirm.
"Hey, remember that time Artie got drunk as hell and almost made out with Francis? This is gonna be even crazier! I can't wait!"
"Yeah, sounds great! But I swear, if slip something into my stuff again, you will never be able to make a child, Alfred Jones." You added darkly, recalling the time he had somehow managed to slip estrogen supplements into your drink. You had no idea where or how he had gotten hold of them, but you had spent the whole of the next day doubled over on the toilet.
Alfred gulped, looking a bit scared as he replied, "N-no way, dude. I won't do it again, I a
The high-pitched ringing of Arthur Kirkland’s phone woke him up in the silence of the night and, glaring at the obnoxious device, he quickly answered it while rubbing his duly throbbing temples. An irritated “Hello?” was muttered from his end as he stared at the numbers on his alarm clock. It was nearly midnight.
“Mr. Kirkland?” a quiet voice stuttered into the receiver and Arthur felt his fatigue disappear.
Furrowing his thick brows, he swallowed, “Yes. Who is this?”
The hushed voice didn’t answer. “I- I know that you gave us your number with the intent of
Hetalia x Abused! Depressed! Maid! Reader p5You watched all the men beat down on the drunks. They cried for help but they brothers wouldn't them go that easy.
Sealand helped you to your feet and you whipped some blood from your mouth. You painfully bent over and picked up the shaking Sealander. He clutched onto you and cried in fear. You soothingly rubbed his back and muttered calming words, soon he was fast asleep.
"Now get outta here!" shouted a thick Irish accent. You looked up from Sealand's sleeping face to see Britain coming quickly towards you.
"Love! Are you okay?!"
"Course the lass ain't!" a Scottish voice growled at the Brit. "The names Scotland. The twins are North and So
My name is Alfred F. Jones.
And I’m the hero!
At least, I always thought I was.
Now… Now I’m not so sure.
I can’t even save myself…
Heh, what am I doing? I’m WAY too easily distracted!
Gimme a sec, I’ll start over.
My name is Alfred F. Jones.
And I’m the hero!
But sometimes, I can’t help but feel like I’m just screwing everything up.
The F in my name stands for Freedom.
…Freedom to what?
It rolls around in my head, constantly, shoving itself down my throat.
Everything I fought for.
Everything I worked for.
Donatello stared at the glass container with an unhealthy obsession. He couldn't help it. Even if he wanted to pry his eyes away, his body rejected his request. Whenever he walked into the lab now, his eyes naturally found the container that stored what used to be Timothy, A.K.A the Pulverizer.
He and the blob could stare at one another for hours. Sometimes the eyes would close and take a sleep like state. Donatello would find a place to sit and just take in the creature he had created. Well, let it be created.
Seeing Timothy like that killed Donatello. If only he had been there in time...stopped him...he'd still be the bubbly dufus his bro
I'll Protect You human!Tavros x Reader
"Uh, (Name)?" You turned your neck to see the paraplegic boy in your doorway. "Hey, Tav!" You smiled, turning your whole body to face him, kneeling on the cushion. "Uh, sorry for not, uh, telling you that I'd be visiting... I, uh, just wanted to hang out..." You smiled, patting the seat next to you. "It's fine! Gamzee not home today?" You asked, curious. "Uh, no, he was just, really drunk and I, uh, couldn't take it anymore."
He plopped down next to you, closing his eyes and sighing. You stood to go get him an Advil and a glass of water, feeling his eyes watch you as you left. Keeping your cool, you came back with the things and sat down nex
My name is Romano.
And I am so done.
I don’t care about following a damn script and trying to pretty this video up.
You want me to be honest?
Have a big helping of fucking honesty.
I am sick.
If I hear the words,
“Oh, it’ll get better! Just give it time!”
One more time…
I’m… I’m gonna rip throats out.
People have been telling me things will get better my entire life.
And you know what?
It just got worse. And worse.
And it really can’t get any worse.
Here, I’ll explain.
I never got to meet my parents.
I was raised by my Grand
RQ: Popular!EnglandxBullied!Reader: ParadisePopular!EnglandxBullied!Reader: Paradise
“Alfred, don't surprise me like that...”
“Who're you looking at?”
Arthur turned around and shushed his step-brother. “Will you keep quiet?”
“Why're you looking at that loser? (name)'s a nobody, just plain and useless.”
Arthur watched helplessly from the window down to the schoolgrounds as a jock pushed her down and her bag was emptied and people stomped over her things.
They laughed at the (h/c) haired, (e/c) eyed girl and left her then.
She stood up, shaking terribly, and collected her mostly destroyed belongings.
The Fault is in the Star ((America x Reader))
The Fault is in the Star
America x Reader
Alfred lay down on an open field in his homeland. Being able to sneak out from his boss was probably the worst and best thing he has ever come up with. It was obvious that he’d be getting a good scolding from the President tomorrow, not that he carried.
His baby blue eyes looked up to the slowly darkening sky and waited until the whole dark canvas was full of those bright glittering stars that seemed to be placed randomly in the sky. He let out a chuckle as a sudden memory appeared in his head. Right, it’s been 70 years since then.
Bully! Iceland x Bullied and disturbed Reader ch 1Bully! Iceland X Bullied! Reader
Chapter one: Where had the days go?
Tears escaped your (e/c) eyes, landing onto your (color) shirt. Why? Why did your best friend, Emil, bully you? It has been 3 years since he told you, "I NEVER wanted to be your friend, (name) i always- HATED you!" Its not because your ugly or nerdy just because your quiet and scary-ish thats how the people describes you scary and shy. The only friends you had was The Nordic 5 And Matthew, but now the Nordic 4, Emil br
The knife dug deeply into April O'Neil's picture. Karai stared up at it with disgust in her face and threw another tanto, this time nailing the photo in the eye. Already numerous blades stuck to the picture of the red head Karai had taped to her bedroom's ceiling but nothing made her feel better. What made this girl so special?
Karai had managed to track down where April had lived and found the picture. When she realized April was never coming home to her aunt, Karai left the room behind but took the picture with her. It was a portrait of the girl with a purple and yellow lotus in her hair. The girl's locks were down and she grinned down at
Bully! Iceland x Bullied and disturbed Reader ch 4Bully! Iceland x Bullied! Reader
chapter Four: Where had the days go?
You shifted from left to side and looked around who could be "you" no people near by you checked your area twice, okay maybe they left.
Then you found a rock. A sharp rock, to make the pain go away.
"Still, why should i help you guys find her? She's not even m-"
"don't finish that!" screamed Tino
"Brother, Your an Idiot." Lukas said with a cold glare
Why is everyone hating on me?! what did i do? Who cares if i don't like (name)!!!!!!!
"Why?" As Emil croaked out holding up the tears (sorry if he's not Icy like)
Lukas looked down at his little brother with a pity face. "Wh
Bully! Iceland x Bullied and disturbed Reader ch 2Bully! Iceland x Bullied! Reader
chapter two: Where had the days go?
Emil.... You though As you loaded your gun in your very own hands. Excitement and fear shot up your stomach. You will get your revenge soon.
First you thought you will kill your bullies but one down fall you will go to prison for the rest of your life, But not if they don't catch you, your kill yourself afterwards.
Rember the old quote 'Never bully the quiet kid? Before Its to late?" Well it is true, us quiet kids could be very disturbed.
"Honey, The bus is almost here!"
"okay Mom I'm coming!" You said while hiding the gun.
"By mom! Love you!"
As the bus pulle
Bully! Iceland x Bullied and disturbed Reader ch 3Bully! Iceland x Bullied! Reader
chapter three: Where had the days go?
As you got out of the bus and left to the school doors.
I have a feeling that this day will suck. you thought
As your about to open the door someone else opened it. Emil.
"oops-" He said looking around for his friends "Sorry (name) Didn't see you there" As he was about to offer his hand till Mitchell came "Hey bebe"
Emil blushed at bebe, he always hated her while you and Emil hanged out he would complain about her now he is hugging her?!
Mitchell is your first victim you would kill.
"What you looking at creep?!" As she pointed her ugly bright pink nails at you
Night Night Darling - AndleyAll Ashley did was sleep anymore.
His band surrounded the old-fashioned hospital bed of the hospice ward, each silent. They didn't know what to say, what to do, to make things better. I mean, this was a hospice ward. Whoever comes in here...they never come out. And the empty beds in the room that only Ashley occupied, well, let's just say that last time they'd visited, they'd all been full.
The ward was homey, in a weird way. It smelt like toast and tea, and had carpets instead of the hard linoeum floor the rest of the hospital had. The walls were painted with soft, muted colours, and older people on the wrong side of fifty occaisionally te
letter to holly 4dearest holly,
i'm in england at the minute love, and i keep thinking about you, wondering what you'd be like if you were here. my cousin, your second cousin, millie, turned three on thursday. and looking at her, its hard but amazing love, because it makes me think of you. you would be one now, if you had lived. my due date, december 12th, you would have been 15months old, and i miss you. i imagine myself staying here, with you in my arms, with you beside me. i imagine walking down the shop for smokes and you being with me, pushing you down cov road into town in a pram, laughing at you running ahead of me like millie does. you know she was w
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