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2p!America x male!reader- Different (ch.5)The weekend soon came. You and your sister were hanging out in the living room for awhile before heading out to Al's house. Her computer had a playlist of music going for you both.
"Yo bruh...If I ordered like a big block of chocolate, would you help me eat it?"
You slouched more in your seat then looked up, "Like...are you expecting me to get like half?"
"Nah. Just what I don't finish."
"No problem to me. You're probably gonna eat it all yourself anyway. I got you, either way though."
She sat up some and peeked over to you, "This is why I like you so much. You're always backing me up."
"Of course. Of course. My sister wants. My sister gets that shit."
"I feel like a princess but like...a thuggin princess. I need a throne though."
"A kickass throne."
"Perfect!" she hopped off the couch then into your lap, "Swagg! Princess swagg! You're a commoner, so you work as my throne!"
"Wait! Why can't I be like the king and like...just start fucking shit up for no reason. Like breaking pencils, u
Prussia x Yangire!Reader: Don't Fuck With Me
"You've been pranked!" Gilbert told you as you stood in water, soaking wet. Apparently, he put a bucket of water on the top of the door and once you opened the door, it fell.
"This isn't funny Gilbert," you implied.
"Yes it is! You shoulda seen the look on your face!" he busted out laughing.
You glared at him. "Don't try any of this crap again."
"Oh, don't worry, I won't," he said, crossing his index and middle finger behind his back.
You left the room and got on some new clothes. When you got back you saw Gilbert sitting on the couch with his bird, Gilbird.
'Even though we're friends I can't trust him," you thought, squinting your eyes. 'Just look at the fucker, staring menacingly.'
As you sat down you heard a loud farting noise. You got up and saw a whoopee cushion.
Gilbert was smirking and trying to contain his laughter. "What's wrong name? Ate too many beans?"
"Shut up," you picked up the whoopee cushion and threw it out the window. "I'm going to the kitchen."
2p!America x male!reader- Different (part 4)The next day, as you and your sister were walking to the entrance of the school, she was talking on and on but you were thinking about yesterday. Was Al really flirting with you?
"You know?" was something you actually heard her say. You had to say something back quickly or she'd suspect something.
"What's with you?" Damn it. There's the suspicion.
You both walk into the school, side by side and after that you kind of just follow her. "...Well, you know yesterday?"
"Yeah. What happened?"
"Yo, Dyah!" You sister waved to the voice behind her without looking, already knowing it could only be her friend. He hits her back causing her to stumble a little, but she regains balance quickly. "Hey (name)."
"H-hey Al," you look down as you greet him back.
"Anyway. What happened yesterday?"
"U-uhm!...I was wondering what happened when you went to go see that girl?"
"Oh! I got a girlfriend!"
"She started dating you after that?!"
"Yeah! Her name's Micki. I was in the same biology
Tattoo (Day Four)"Do I really have to do this?" Leo Valdez asked his best friends, Percy Jackson and Jason Grace, as he tapped his foot on the concrete property of the 'Death's Children' tattoo parlor in downtown Brooklyn.
The young Latino had made a bet with Percy and Jason that he could go a week without cracking a sexual joke, or just a joke in general.
Leo being Leo, he couldn't do it. The price was getting a tattoo of his friends' choice.
Leo had always claimed he was the baddest badass on Long Island.
He'd even bought the newest model of Vulcan Motorcycle's to prove his point, and those were pretty expensive.
But Leo'd never once thought about a tattoo, especially not at some creepy street parlor in downtown Brooklyn, where he didn't see anyone on the sidewalks other than drug dealers and a gang of gothic teenagers smoking pot.
"A bet is a bet," Jason smirked, crossing his arms. "It's nothing to afraid of, my best bud's gonna do your tattoo
Hikaru and Kaoru X reader ~ Collaboration “I hate this shitty thing.” You whined as your maids dressed you in your outfit for the day, the uniform of your new school. “It’s too yellow, bright and girly. It’s puffy and hard to move in.” You look longingly at your closet filled with black, black, and, you guessed it, black.
“Miss y/n, you have to wear it. It’s the rules.” They sighed as they explained it to you once again. “There. It’s on.” They bowed and then quickly left.
You growled in frustration, turning to look at yourself in the mirror. Yep. I hate it. You poked the skirt cautiously. “It’s too damn bright.” You walked over to your jewelry box, skimming through for something to make your… thing… more you. Your eyes move over your hats, and you put on your favorite, a small black one with a purple rose on it. Smiling, you put it on
Mikuo X Reader-Your Journal7/8/2012 you scribbled into your journal.
I'm staying the night at Miku's again. I always love when we have sleepovers. Rin and Luka are even with us this time! They are all asleep though, but knowing them, they'll be up in an hour or two. You sighed as you looked at your sleeping friends.
It's really awkward today though. Mikuo is home. Usually he's out with Kaito or Gakupo, but Kaito ate some old ice cream, and it's not doing him any favors.
There was your dilemma. Mikuo, your best friend's brother, had been the object of your affection for a while now. You had your friend months ago, and so, she called you to warn you that Mikuo would be staying home.
As you know, dear Journal, I have liked Mikuo for a while. He's just such an amazing guy!
"Oh, am I?" said guy laughed.
"You know, it takes an amazing girl to know an amazing guy," he smiled.
"Really?" you spluttered.
"Mhm," he mumbled as he gave you a sweet
Deadpool X Male!Reader -1.5- Awkward Silence
You both continued to stare in shock at the screen as Deadpool awkwardly turned back around to his normal stance, as if he could feel the atmosphere.
“Deadpool, you idiot.” You could hear yellow box say aggressively, but calmly towards him.
“Uuh...is that apart of the game?” Kayden questioned, not taking his eyes off of the screen. You glanced at him but re-directed your attention towards the screen once again. “It’s never happened before..no. He usually always stays face away from the screen.” You replied causally, as if nothing was wrong with it.
“Welllll--On second thought I am going to head on out of here.” Kayden said, getting up off the ground quickly and stretching. “W-What, but it’s just a game Kayd--” You twisted your body to look at your friend but your door clicked shut and he was gone already.
“Well, good bye to you too.” Rolling your eyes, you hesitantly picked the controller back up, signe
Demon Exorcist Reader Insert Ch.9: Distance Apart
------------- Age 9 ---------------
"Dad, where are we going?" Your voice was filled with excitement and anticipation.
"We're going to see someone from my work." He smiled back at you.
"That's boring, Daddy! I want to go get ice cream!" You jumped up and down as the two of you walked on the sidewalk.
"We can do that later. This is something important." Your dad gave you another smile.
You just nodded your head and held onto your father's hand. Soon the two of you made it to a church area and you saw multiple buildings that were small houses.
"Dad, why are we at a church? This isn't where you work." You looked around in confusion as you looked more at the church and small houses.
"The man I'm meeting just wanted me to meet him here." Your dad got on his knee and patted your head.
You just gave a sweet smile at your father.
"Well if it isn't Mr. '_____l/n_____'! It's about time you showed up!" You heard a voice from behind you.
You quickly hid behind your fat
Deadpool X Male!Reader -2.5- ''TO THE KITCHEN!''
The mercenary climbed back into your room as you continued to type away at the keyboard, the clicking sounds of the keyboard drowning out other small noises, including footsteps.
Deadpool walked up, putting his face next to yours silently. "What'cha doin?" He purred.
"WHAT IS WITH YOU AND SNEAKING UP ON ME?" You growled and your eyes widened as his arms wrapped themselves around your neck and he rubbed his cheek against yours.
You were used to Kayden doing this and it didn't bother you, it felt like brother annoying brother actions to you, but with Deadpool, it seemed different.
You blushed thinking about it and flailed your arms. "Talking to Kay..you know, the one you don't like?" You said. True to were talking to Kayden via Skype, but not with microphone. He would surely recognize Deadpool's voice and freak out.
At this, his arms tightened slightly around your neck and you smirked. It was true? He didn't like Kayden? Or..was he jealous?
You shook this thought from your mind and conti
Bo.When Lindsay was born, Bo was there. Standing beside her mother, he was the first thing she ever saw. But he was not her father; her father stood on the other side.
Bo was there until the very moment she died.
The sun shone bright through the windows of her pink-laden room. She loved pink. And black.
“Because Bo is black,” she’d told her parents.
Her imaginary friend, they soon concluded.
“Bo is all black,” she described one night as her father tucked her in, “His skin and his hair and everything. He doesn’t talk a lot.”
Her father frowned.
“He sounds scary.”
“He’s not,” she insisted.
Bo sat on the bed and said nothing.
Her father kissed her good night and turned out the light.
“Why can’t Dad see you?” she asked.
“Are you real?”
“Are you real?” he replied.
“How do you know?”
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