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2p!America x Shy!Reader Cold. It was cold. Freezing really.
Washington this time of year was, really in lack of better words, numbed to everything in the outside world. Time seemed to slow down, as did crime, accidents and the such. Walking outside was just a bad idea, but you needed inspiration for your writing. Anything to spark your creativity, but as I said before nothing happens in December.

The small sleepy town of (make it up .-.) was not much help either. The snow plow had already come through and piled high icy mounds onto the sidewalks and median of Main Street, and thrown salt on the rode to prevent black ice. Most of the shops where open, warm

Commission: Bully!RomanoxBullied!ReaderxFelicianoThe sound of guns* rang in the distance and got louder as you were slowly brought back to reality, but you willed yourself back to unconsciousness.

Later

“Crap! I’m gonna be late!” you shout whispered looking at you clock which read 5:00 AM. “Crapcrapcrap!!!”
Quickly grabbing your uniform, you ran to the shower, after that you ran out the door to attempt to reach school before 5:30AM. No, you didn’t go to a wacked up school that started at like 5:30 or 6:00, but it’s easiest to get to your first class without any trouble. Romano and his brother arrived at school around 6:00, and he wasn’t the nicest to you, or anyone. He pretty much singled out you for bulling though. He constantly hurt you both emotionally and physically. He call you word

Commission: RussiaxBookworm!Reader“Hey (Name), I see your back. Are the books you checked out that boring?” Asked the librarian.
                “Nope! They were awesome!” (Name) responded setting a book of at least ten big books down on the desk.
                “(Name), either you’re lying or, you’re lying and lying isn’t good.” The lady warned.
                “I’m not! They were really good books; to be honest, Ms. Callison, I didn’t get that much sleep last night…” She replied looking away a bit embarrassed. “Anyways, did you get any new books in?”
                Ms. Callison sighed. “Not since last week. You ne

Peppermint“How do I look?” You asked Ludwig as you twirled around in the aqua blue dress, the top coming out in a bunched line filled with white lace, holding your bosom in a tight bunch and a supporting built in bra to cease any sort of further relevance of your chest.

The skirt of the dress was just underneath your breast's, the line dividing out and scrolling down into an after shade of glitter.

The outer thin layer of the dress immediately gave the sea feeling, a light shade of mixed purple and pink, dazzled across in streaks against a soft light of green. Your growing smile and hand’s placed gently on your hip’s as you ma

Prom Gone Right: IntroToday just wasn’t Oliver Kirkland’s day.

It was five days before the dreaded event and Oliver wasn’t even close to accomplishing his little ‘mission’.

Yes, sadly, this event was that dreaded one every teenager had to go though: Promenade.
His little mission? Get sweet little [Name] [L. Name] to go with him of course!

But he’s tried everything! Everything! And the worst part? It was like everyone knew he was out to get [Name] to go with him! Except herself of course! And they were out to get him too! It was so frustrating!

Sighing, he plopped his bum down onto his couch and began to think. What the blood

[words louder than actions][Spades Slick]
A thin white line of smooth smoke floated into the air as [name] sighed through her intake of the cigarette hanging loosely from her fingertips, Her heavy boots propped up onto a scratched desk and her [h/c] locks loosely tied into a messy bun on the side of her head. The hand not currently crushing the butt of the cancer stick was rubbing the side of her left temple in exasperation and stress.
“God, what am I going to do about all this shit.” she muttered as she dropped her head into the crook of her arm in defeat. Her literal ‘partner in crime’ Spades Slick had raided the notorious Felt; and disappeared in the night to let the poor [name] clean up his mess.
To make matters worse for the girl, the other members of The Midnight Crew had either vanished along with their cowardly leader, or refused to assist her for they wanted to see what she would accomplish.
[Name] was no idiot, she knew this was

Prom Gone Right: Leonardo Vargas“L-Leonardo told me.” [Name] just suddenly blurted out, a red blush on her face

“What?” Oliver’s gaze snapped to her, a horrified look on his face

“I-I can’t Ollie…” Was her answer, tears pooling at the corner of her eyes “I-I can’t go to prom with yo-you because…”

“Ah.” Oliver nodded before [Name] could even finish, a sad yet understanding look on his face “I-I see… He warned m-me about it, I should’ve listened…”

“Huh?” [Name] tilted her head to the side, a rather confused expression on her face

“

ChangelessThe best feeling, Rythian decided, was falling into bed after a hard day of being in the desert. After spending nearly two months in the desert; he had come to the conclusion that he hated it there. The sun never ceased to shine, it was always stifling hot, and he always managed to get sand in very uncomfortable places.
He missed Blackrock with its shady trees and soft grassy forest floors. The way the water of their lake lapped against the shore in the night was one of the most surreal sounds he had ever heard and something that never failed to calm him.
Now, however, all he heard was the insistent howl of the wind over the sand and the occa

Cheater!-2P!AmericaXreader pt2

Cheater!-2P!AmericaXreader pt2
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wow you guys really like this one lol XD
um, so yea imma start this shizz...
so it basically starts out explaining some feelings al has for you and how he acts toward you and yea...just read it.

warning:cursing
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3rd POV
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al was always different with you. you actually knew he liked you; it wasnt like all those one night stands he had. no, you were HIS. when you and him were together, he never played around with you for a bit, and then switch to another girl.

no, he actually liked you. when you two were still tog

Get a life 10

“Dope-“ Sasuke hissed in embarrassment “I said I was fine.”
“Frankly my dear I don’t give a damn.”
Sasuke groaned as Naruto continued to make Sasuke lean against him by having one of his arms around Sasuke’s sides, and Sasuke’s arm wrapped around Naruto’s neck for support.
“I can not believe you actually used a gone with the wind reference.”
“Huh, is that where’s it from? I didn’t know that. Heck I don’t think I’ve ever heard of ‘gone with the wind’. What’s it about?”
“It’s an old romance movie done around

Prom Gone Right: Allan JonesSighing softly, [Name] placed her hand at the back of Oliver’s neck before placing a chaste kiss on his forehead “Thanks… I hope you get out of your dump, okay?”

Oliver nodded and [Name] immediately recognized the realization and sadness in his blue eyes “I wish you luck too…”

“Thanks!” The girl couldn’t help but smile sadly before thumping up the stairs and bounding into Allan’s room

“Yo. What the fuck do you want now?” The American laid on his back, his arm covering his eyes “Because my stomach is still having damn troubles eating that bastard’s s

Get a life 11

Welp, so much for nice weather. Shino sighed.
“Oh you have got to be shitting me!!”
Kiba whined. It had to be miserable NOW!?! Where was this god damn weather 20 minutes ago!?! Kiba then sneezed. Crist he was cold.
“It’s a good thing we ate then. Where do you live?”
“Uh…a ways from here.” Kiba then turned around, back facing Shino. “I’ll go home by myself.”
…ah no. Shino then grabbed one of Kiba’s hands and began dragging him in a completely different direction. Kiba blushed as he stared at their interlocked hands.
“H-H-Hey! W-What do you think you’re

Get a life 8

Sasuke woke up with a killer headache. What just happened?
“You…baka.”
He turned his head to the side to see Naruto from across the room, arms crossed against his chest and glairing at him. …why did he look pissed?
“Why the hell…did you do that?”
It took Sasuke a sec to recall what it was he was talking about, but then remembered. That was right, he took a hit for Naruto. Naruto started walking towards him while Sasuke raised his upper half resting on an arm and hissed placing the other hand on his head. He was still in a bit of pain. With his eyes closed he wasn’t prepared for Naruto to shov

Get a life 7

“…”
“What’s up?”
“I don’t honestly know.” Naruto admitted. “I…I just got invited to go to the Teme’s house.”
Kiba’s eyes grew wide.
“Oh dear god…you are cheating on me!!”
“Oh well you shut up? I think it’s just for our assignment.”
“You heartless two timer…”
Naruto sighed. He didn’t share this class with Sasuke so he couldn’t very well talk to him now. It was…odd. Naruto looked down at the doodle he had made on his desk. Why would someone like Sasuke ask him over? Was it really for th

Get a life 6

“Seriously? You’ve NEVER heard of a tamagotchi?”
“I think you’re just making up words as you go.”
“No it’s a real thing.”
Sasuke rolled his eyes. Naruto then began to pounder deep in thought.
“How’s that thinking going?”
“Honestly, it hurts. I’m so confused.”
“About?”
“Well, this is for our literature class right?”
“Yeah?”
“So why are we talking about it, in our math class?”
Turns out they actually had a lot of classes together. Lit, math and gym while the other half of there classes they didn’t share

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by ~Oulipo-Hobo, Sep 12, 2008, 8:05:57 AM
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Puny Ruby Nut Crust runs up turfy hump, turns thru bush, shrubs, lush bud cuts.  Clutch full tubs, my Mum's Mum’s lunch.  Plums, duck, gum.  Bulky Grungy Husky bumps up.

“Fun tubs?” pry Bulky Grungy Husky.

“Just lunch,” blurts Puny Ruby Nut Crust.

“Why?” purrs Bulky Grungy Husky.

“My Mum's Mum’s hungry, gut bugs,” blurts Puny Ruby Nut Crust.

“Buy ruscus bulbs, lucky,” slurs Bulky Grungy Husky, drunk.

“Plus-plus study,” jumps Puny Ruby Nut Crust.

Bulky Grungy Husky runs thru shrubs. Mum's Mum’s hut’s up hump.

Mum's Mum, bunk, snug.

Thumbs drum.

“Up.  Unfun, grumpy.  Bunk,” Mum's Mum.

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Spy bulbs shut, snug lull.

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I know, you've missed my Oulipo stuff. Well suffer no longer. I am back on Oulipo form!

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Hunts-guy, gun, by hut, jumps up, stuns, cuts ugly scummy thug, puts slugs up Husky’s bum. Husky burps up blush rust sputum. Hunts-guy thumps Husky’s tum.

Favorite part.

~Oulipo-Hobo Nov 2, 2008

Thank you muchly. It's a bit of a tongue twister though!!

~MarvelousMark Sep 20, 2008 Hobbyist Digital Artist

I don't know what Oulipo is. I'm just guessing, but is it when you write something using only one vowel in the entire work and every word must have the vowel in it, in this case "U"?

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~TwistedAlyx Sep 20, 2008 Hobbyist Writer

I like the beging of this one a lot, but I think the part where Teeny-Weeny Red Beret shows up at Granny's best. These are all a lot of fun.

~Oulipo-Hobo Sep 21, 2008

Thank you

This one was the most difficult to write but I'm glad you liked them.

~TwistedAlyx Sep 21, 2008 Hobbyist Writer

You're welcome. They certainly seem dificult!

~Oulipo-Hobo Sep 22, 2008

Difficult but also fun, kinda!

~TwistedAlyx Sep 23, 2008 Hobbyist Writer

"Kinda"? Lol.

~Oulipo-Hobo Sep 24, 2008

Well I came away from writing these with the worst headache ever! That wasn't fun!

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