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2p F.A.C.E x Reader-Bowtie Party!
Matt, Al, and you were walking back to their house after a day of having a few laughs at the bar. Even though you guys where under age, Al knew a guy. When Matt opened the door, he soon regretted it.
Oliver was having some kind of bowtie party and Francois was the guest of honor with all those bowties. You looked at Matt to see him close to losing his lunch. You looked at Al who had a horrified expression. You couldn’t watch this anymore.
“I’m going home to wash my eyes.”You said walking away.
“I’ll come with you.”Al and Matt said.
“Wait! Poppet! Al, Matt! Come back! I can give you guy’s bowties two!”Oliver shouted.”It’ll be fun!”
Francois just sat there smoking without a care of what just happened. The poor minds of the young ,innocent teenagers.
Matt, Al, and you were walking back to their house after a day of having a few laughs at the bar. Even though you guys where under age, Al knew a guy. When Matt opened the door, he soon regretted it.
Oliver was having some kind of bowtie party and Francois was the guest of honor with all those bowties. You looked at Matt to see him close to losing his lunch. You looked at Al who had a horrified expression. You couldn’t watch this anymore.
“I’m going home to wash my eyes.”You said walking away.
“I’ll come with you.”Al and Matt said.
“Wait! Poppet! Al, Matt! Come back! I can give you guy’s bowties two!”Oliver shouted.”It’ll be fun!”
Francois just sat there smoking without a care of what just happened. The poor minds of the young ,innocent teenagers.
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Chapter 1: Cold
A small (H/C) pelt with (F/C) stripes attempted to press itself in the corner of the box for warmth, shuddering violently; the creature's large sparkling (E/C) eyes looked around helplessly for anyone who would help it.
Meanwhile...
Markus Williams grumbled a few French curse words that were supposed to be directed at his elder brother, Mark then sighed; brushing his strawberry blonde hair out of his violet red eyes.
His warm breath creating streams of smoke to brush against the cold air of the winter afternoon, his dark aviators sat on top of his head; his hair pulled back into a ponytail.
His red mountie uniform and
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{Shower Besties} Denmark x Reader
So! My first One shot and it's almost crack. Literally this just popped into my head. I don't know why.
Anyway. Here we go!
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(Y/n)- Your name
(F/c)- Favorite cereal
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(Reader POV)
I walked down the stares into the living room of my house, stumbling here and there. I slowly made my way to the kitchen for breakfast, tuning out the chaos of my roommates.
I live in a huge house with five other people, all males and surprisingly its not all awkward or weird. I'm best friends with all of them but on in particular that I've grown very, very close to.
I entered the kitchen and watched for a moment, the craziness that is this house.
My No
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A man is limping down the dark street. He has shoulder length blond hair tied in a ponytail and violet eyes with sunglasses resting on the top of his head. His creamy colors skin has cuts and bruises all over it. He has a hockey stick with barbed wire wrapped around the end resting on his shoulder which is covered by a red plaid shirt and his jeans have holes in them from the fight he just came out of.
“Bastards, thought they were stronger than me” he smirks “Well I showed them”
He feels something wet hit his shoulder and looks up to see dark rain clouds
“Shit” he swears looki
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i'd where one only cuz i don't want to anger that crazy brit. * shudders about think about that last person who did *