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Cynophobia: Germany X ReaderCYNOPHOBIA: GERMANY X READER

When (Name) moved into her new townhouse, she expected many things. She was well aware of the two flights of stairs she had to climb to get to her room and the tiny master bath it contained. The narrow splash of cement in her front yard that served as parking space was also anticipated. A square, lush green yard was also on her list of expectations. However, one fact had not been mentioned to her. A diminutive, unexpected detail had been left to surprise her.

Dogs – three gigantic ones, to be precise – awaited her beyond the confines of her yard. They prowled the path next to the fence, peeking throu
Spell gone wrong Cat!EnglandxReader
Spell gone wrong
Cat!EnglandxReader
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Just a little note for what names I use for them:

Wales- Dylan

Ireland- Seamus

Scotland- Allistar

England- Arthur
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“ALLISTAR! GIVE ME BACK MY UNDERWEAR!!”

Laughter from said man filled the mansion of the Kirkland brothers.

Oh how he loved to tease you.

“Hehehe, ye’ve git some interesting panies ‘ere lassie!”
“I AM SO GOING TO KILL YOU!!”

Allistar ran trought the house with a smirk on his face.
This was almost a daily routine for him, the pervert he is…

His brother sighed, folded his newspaper and stood up from the couch.
Walking over to t
England X Neko!Reader - I Promise
(PLOT - You're a neko (Cat ears and tail, but the rest of you is human) with an abusive background)

The sound of wet grass squishing under your feet echoed throughout the forest. Your pants grew heavy and desperate, but you still ran. You were never going to stop running. You had to get out of there. You had had enough, and there was no way you were ever going back.

Your folks were fighting again. Fighting over you. Why did you have to born this way? Born a freak with no hope of ever going anywhere in life.

The tears streamed off your cheeks and twirled to the wet muddy floor behind you. You could barely breathe, but you didn’t care.
Dave x Reader Stupid,Idiot Boy,You Were Too LateI wasn't quick enough.

I wasn't fast enough.

I wasn't there for her to cry on my shoulder.

I missed my chance to sweep her off her feet.

I missed chance to ask her to prom.

I missed my chance to ask her out.

I missed my chance to tell her how I feel.

And now, I missed my chance........

I missed my chance to marry her.

I sat there in the aisle as she walked down. With such elegant and grace, it nearly took my breath away. But, being a Strider, I have to keep cool and stay cool. I ca't get worked up for only one woman. Could I?

I sighed as I looked at Nathan. He is one lucky man. To have _____ as his bride. His wife.

The organ played
Pop-Rocks (KarkatXreader ) your name is _____, and this is whats happening.
Let's explain, shall we? You sit there smirking like a perverted idiot but what you're smirking at has nothing to do with your pervy mind. You have just handed your best-friend, (and flush crush) Karkat, a small bag of pop-rocks. This is going to be entertaining. “WHAT THE EVER-LOVING FUCK IS THIS _____?” he bitched as he examined the bag closely.

You giggle quietly, “It's candy. Just try it? Please?” He sighs and rips open the top of the bag. “WHY THE FUCK AM I DOING THIS AGAIN?” “Oh for fuck sake Karkat just eat it!”

 He surrenders silently
JohnxReader Another Day Like Any Other But WeirderToday was like any other day, in this household. Crazy, hetic, wild, confusing, loud, weird. But, this was one of those moments were there was complete and utter silence. Also known as heaven.

You flipped another page of your book as you snuggled into the couch. Switched by Amanda Hocking. It was so amazing and you were in the middle of the dramatic climax. Even if you could, you wouldn't stop stop reading.

This was beautiful. Just beautiful.

" JOHN NO! DON'T DO IT! "

" AH! WHAT THE HELL!? "

CRASH! BANG! BOOM!

Well.....

It was a good ten minutes while it lasted.

You sighed and closed your book as you got up to investigate and nag. You
2p!England/Oliver/Ect. x Reader Kiss The Cook" Pleaaasssseeee "

" No. "

" eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee "

" Oliver stop. "

" eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. " He took a deep breath and started again as you banged your head against the wall. " OH MY GOOD! FINE! I'LL WEAR THE DAMN OUTFIT! APRON! WHATEVER! " Oliver pouted at you and began to shake his head. " You know how I feel about wor- " " I'LL BE RIGHT BACK! " You ran upstairs to change, you were in no mood for a lecture about 'bad words'.

* Timeskip*

" Why am I in the kitchen. I suck at cooking. " Your right eye twitched several times as you looked at what you we
Request: Drunk!UK x Pregnant!Reader - On my Nerves
You were watching your favourite show while munching on a few snacks that you bought earlier. You were interrupted when your phone began to play a tune, you checked the caller ID, and as you predicted, it was Alfred. He would often call you late at night, mainly because your husband was often drunk, Arthur. You answered the phone.

“Hey ___!”

“Hey Alfie, he's drunk again, eh?”

“Yeah, only this time he drank more than he normally would.”

“OK, I'll be at at (Pub Name) in around 10 minutes.”

“Fine, but you better hurry, he's causing a bit of a riot, can't you hear it?”

You heard a
Cheren X Reader - Reports part 1
Today Lenora and I were talking about some different types. We were mostly talking about normal types since that was her gym type but she said I could learn more at the Aspertia City gym. Since the gym was also a school, there would bad a lot of data to finish my report for Professor Juniper.

I went to it and on the outside it did look like a school. It had many children there in uniforms. Since I had Eevee on my shoulder (easier for me this way but could be any small pokémon you want), the little kids were amazed by her. A group of kids came over to me and said, “That’s an Eevee, right, Ma’am?” a small blonde
Red X Reader - freedom part 1Dark. Cold. Lonely. I had been in this cell for a long time now. I was put in here when I misbehaved. Mr. Giovanni usually kept me in a nice bedroom but he put me here when I was bad. This was the life I got used to for fifteen years. He kidnapped me when I was five years old, right after he killed my parents.

This cell wasn’t too bad. It had a bed and a small window. Who am I kidding, I hated it. I hated it with every fiber of my being. I would look out the window and I’d look outside. I was happy for this window. I got to see these things. Creatures. That I’d never seen before.

Then I heard a bang. Someone was coming in
Cheren X Reader - Reports part 2
Cheren and I went to Chargestone caves to do our report on Galvantula and Joltik. I was really excited for this. But was this a date? A date was when two people were alone together. We were going to be alone together. No, I couldn’t think of this, if I worried about this then I wouldn’t be able to have fun on this trip.

We went close to the cave and saw some Galvantula. They were eating and watching the Joltik play, like parents with their kids. “Aren’t they cute?” I asked.

“Cute? That’s new. Usually girls hate bug pokémon,” Cheren said.

“Well I’m not like more girls,&rdquo
Wanted Dead Or AliveI woke with a jolt hearing the baby crying. I ran to grab her before she upset him. I grabbed her right as he was walking into the room. “I’ll keep her quiet... I’m sorry...” I said as my voice shook with fear. I held my newborn daughter to my chest and kissed her. She immediately latched onto my naked chest and fed calming. I looked up as he moved closer to me. “I’m really sorry...”

“She cries one more time and I’ll hurt you so bad she won’t recognize you.” HE smacked me hard enough to make my head snap to the right then walked off. I fought to not fall. I did not need to hur
FIOLEE: AMOR INCONCONCIENTE CAP.18OPV Fionna
Despues de comer cake se fue ala casa de mono como lo estaban haciendo antes todo volvio ala normalidad hoy seria el iltimo dia que cake se quede alla, bueno marshall me platico todo lo que hizo en su viaje luego nos quedamos dormidos juntos por primera vez .
*ala manana siguiente*
¡KABOOM!
M: Fionna que fue eso
F: nose , ire a ver
*Fionna sale afuera de la casa del arbol*
R: oh aunque ya puedes caminar
F: reina helada tu que quieres ahora no te vasto con lo que me hicistes
R: no realmente yo te quiero muerta jajajaaj
M: hey fionna esta todo bien ?,he tu otravez que quieres?
R: hey tu que haces aqui ?
F: que te importa ati?
R: es
Hetalia x Reader x 2p!Hetalia: All My Fault 3“Hey, _______! Wake up, dude!” said a loud voice in your ear as you felt yourself being shaken.

You incoherently muttered something and kept your eyes shut. It wasn’t time to wake up yet, or at least, not in your mind. And you felt sore as if a truck had tried to run you over.

“Hey! C’mon! You’ll be able to sleep more once we get inside the house!” the voice said, a hint of obnoxiousness laced through the statement. You cracked open your eyes and found yourself looking up at a very low black ceiling, not unlike that in a car. Then the memories of the previous night flooded through your head and you
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Haunting Eyes

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Your eyes haunt me. In my dreams every night they reside, always there, never leaving. Why do they haunt me so? They are a deep, dark brown, commonly mistaken as black. Some consider them to be the entrance to hell, containing no emotion, but if you look deep enough, like I have, you will see all the emotion attempting to overflow from the gates. They wish to be free, to show you have feeling, but never have you faltered in keeping your emotions in check.

How I long for you to look at me lovingly, as I look at you. I know you know where my feelings reside, but never, not once have you gave the slightest hint that you feel the same way. For you are too proud to show emotion, much less love. You say that love makes people weak, for if you love someone then never can you truly be free.

Why? Why will you not look at me? You avoid my gaze, for you know I love you and I know you do not love me, but can't a girl dream? How I wish those beautiful eyes would look at me, weather filled with love, hatred or disgust. Please. Just glance at me every once in a while, that is all I ask. For even the slightest hint that you acknowledge my existence would end this suffering.

Will you give me the grace of not but a single glance? Or would you simply continue to shun me away, pretending as if my presence does not exist? My heart longs for you and it is plainly shown. Just a glance, then perhaps I could see into those eyes that haunt my dreams every night.

If you will not glance my way, then will you leave me alone so I can reside in what little sanity I have left? For you make my mind go hazy. You make my mind delve into the depths of darkness, where all sanity is lost. Why? Why can't you just leave me? For I long to be with you, but I know that will never happen. So either glance at me, or glance not. Please. Just choose one side and stop my endless wanting.
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Right so I wrote this a while ago and I only just felt like posting it then...Enjoy! ^^
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your welcome XD :)
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Mood: Love ~Werewolf-Warrior Nov 13, 2011
love this!!!!! it's so sad but it great. if this was a book i would read it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Haha, lol thanks XD
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