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Take Me Instead
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Lovino&r

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"Romano! Where are you?" You called, pounding on his door.
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"This game sucks! You keep winning each and every time, bastard!" You jabbed your finger into his chest.

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"No, it's just a stupid game." He laughed and swung his arm over your shoulders.

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AwesomeTrioXReader

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She sighed. Having to deal with annoying costumers, screaming kids, and low pay was more than enough to drive someone mad. The only thing that made it all bearable was that her best friends came to visit her at work most everyday.

Alfred F. Jones, Gilbert Beilschmidt, and Mathias Køhler. The three obnoxious, loud, fun loving goofballs where the best friends that (Name) could ever ask for. Each of them was able to be quick with a joke to cheer her up, their a

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What was that? You groggily raised your head from the couch arm, it was right against the front door. It was possibly the daily paper or a ball from a young creepypasta.

Thud!

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CanadaxReader - Moose YearsMatthew walked around town, holding his girlfriend’s hand. She was eyeing the lights and shops with bright windows and decorations. He chuckled, fixing his hat with his other hand, and pushing up his glasses. It was New Year’s Eve, and the streets were crowded with couples and people partying. Music played everywhere with the citizens singing along.

(Name) squeezed his hand and he moved his gaze and thoughts to her. Her (e/c) eyes curiously bore into him, and he smiled shyly, leaning his shoulder into hers. A couple walked over, asking for a picture, and they smiled for them. A lot of professional photographers liked the New Year

NorwayXTsundere!Reader They're Pretty Cool

Ahh, school. One of the most hated places for any teenager. Especially if that teenager was (Name). God, she HATED school. Sure, she had friends, the teachers were moderate, the homework was small, what could be wrong? Besides the fact that her crush was next to her. In. Every. Single. Class.

The (h/c) female just couldn't stand it. She had different ways of showing she cared for him, and those ways were lashing out with her sharp tongue at him. Not that it seemed to bother..... Him.

The light blond and dull blue eyed boy was enough to drive her mad. She loved him, she really did, but her actions did give out mixed signals. What made matter

GermanyxReader: Time is Not Ours (OneShot)
Time is Not Ours
“All right, let’s see….” You held up your list. “Bread, turkey, ham, cheese, crackers, grapes, pitchers of lemonade, blanket, umbrellas,” you paused, chewing your lip. “I’m forgetting something…..oh! The cookies!” Grinning, you peered inside the cookie jar, sliding a hand inside.
“Hey! Momma, you can’t have a cookie yet! Vatti said not ‘till we eat!” A young voice reprimanded. You chuckled and looked down at the sweet six year-old frowning at you. “But I want some now!”
“Sorry, Mommy, Vatti said nein!” The yound disciplinarian scolded.
Sighing dramatically, you lowered your head. “Awww…..okay, I’ll wait.”
Bright brown eyes twinkled with triumph as a large smile spread across her face. Although she was the louder of you two children, Emma surpassed any daughter you could have wished for. She was th

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You walked into your English class looking around hoping to see

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Novela Fiolee -Nadie como tu- Cap5-Part5

by ~Aelita222, Jan 11, 2013, 10:53:14 AM
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GUMBALL ENTRÓ POR ESA PUERTA, CON UNA ESPECIE DE... ¿PISTOLA? SI, GUMBALL LLEVABA UNA PISTOLA, CAKE, FIONNA Y MARSHALL SE ASUSTARON...

Gumball: Fionna se viene conmigo o os mato a todos.

Marshall Lee: A mi no me puedes matar imbécil, suelta el arma, o te mato yo a ti.

Gumball: ¿Si? ¿Estás seguro? (se acercó a Fionna) ¿Y tu Fionna, quieres que mate a todos ahora mismo?

Fionna: (asustada y temblando) N-n-no.

Gumball: Pues entonces te vienes conmigo.

Fionna: No quiero, no voy a ir contigo a ninguna parte.

TODOS ESTABAN EN TENSIÓN, NADIE SABÍA QUE HACER...

Gumball: (cojió a Fionna y le apuntó con el arma en la cabeza) Mira querida, ahora mismo te vas a venir conmigo o si no te mato delante de ellos dos.

Cake: (asustada) ¡Suéltala Gumball! ¡No le hagas nada por favor!

Marshall Lee: Déjala Gumball, no hagas el idiota.

Gumball: Aquí el único idiota eres tu.

Fionna: (llorando) Su-suéltame por favor, no te he hecho nada. (intentaba irse)

Gumball: ¡QUÉ TE ESTÉS QUIETA MALDITA NIÑA! ¡TU TE VAS A VENIR CONMIGO, Y SI NO ERES MÍA NO ERES DE NADIE! ¿Lo entiendes?

Fionna: Gumball, ¡SUÉLTAME! ¡ERES UN MALDITO ENFERMO, TE ODIO!

Gumball: Ajá... la has cagado niña...

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