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Summer Vacation ENDGilbert woke at the crack of dawn with you tightly wrapped in his arms. He knew that if you remained at the beach for much longer, someone would find your bare bodies. So, Gilbert scooped you up bridal style and escorted you back to the beach house unnoticed. You slipped on some fresh garments and crawled back in bed. Gilbert slipped in as well and pulled into his hard chest, and then the two of you resumed sleeping.Summer Vacation END by PurpleFlowerRibbons
Not too long after, you awoke to a beautifully pale man holding you against his chest. You inhaled a mixture of scents: sand, musk, and sweat; but it was quite becoming on him. You then traced your finger around the definition of his abdominals, softly, taking in this wonderful sight.
"Mmm That feels good liebe " he whispered, he then rested his head on the crevice of your neck and kissed it sweetly.
"Good morning to you too." You said sarcastically. H
Punk!England X Reader REQUESTPunk!England X Reader REQUEST by foreverbeforenight
The sounds of the crowds screaming hit your ear full on when you step out of your car.
"You need to get out more! Experience the world!" your mom had told you this morning.
And this is why you are now here, at a concert held at your school. It is in the school's auditorium, and the place is packed full with screaming, showy, little fangirls.
You duck and weave, moving around them. You have no idea why girls get so hyped over thisit's just a bunch of hotheaded guys who think they're too cool for school or whatever. Arrogance is probably their regime.
All right, all right. Maybe you're judging them before you've even met them based on stereotypes and your naturally pessimistic self. You just have no reason to trust people. Besides your mom, you don't really have anyone in the world. From your dad, you learned that people cheat and lie and only think of themselves well, most people do.
From your dad, you've learned how quickly it is to lose everything you've ever wanted and had
Papa/Mama!BTTxLittle!Reader 1 "Stop please stop, don't hurt big brother anymore... Please....", Three year old (Name) sat in her room, crying silently,Papa/Mama!BTTxLittle!Reader 1 by German-Idiota
as she heard the slaps from in the other room.
"I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU FOR TWO DAYS, YOU BRAT!", (Name) heard her father call. "OH SHUT UP OLD MAN!",
Her brother replied, snarkily.
This all started when their father's second wife left. She was (Name's) mother, not Heith's mother, just hers.
She left their father with a one year-old, and a defyant teenager.
When Heith made it to the room he shared with his little sister, he opened the door, and looked sympathetically at
her, and climbed into his bed, "I'm going to sleep, goodnight, (Name)", "Goodnight, brother, I love you.",
(Name) could have swore she heard a response, but ignored it.
When Heith was sure thei
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