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She would wrap me around with the gentle hands of cotton, but then, with the grievous emotions of leather. Her seemingly gentle hands were no where placed upon my pale skin, though. She wasn't anywhere within my sentience, but I'd insisted myself that one of these days, her (HairColor) locks would run carefree in between my finger. That one of these days, her smile would be what I'd awaken to from the nights curse and look over and see. That one of these days, I could look into her (EyeColor) eyes and see into her soul, being able to witness her love for me, like mine for her. And just for once, her name can press through my lips radiantly.
"Why would you do that to such a nice girl?!" I heard someone shout from the crowd, I being ushered by a swarm of men in blue. I looked over at (Name) who was, for some reason, being thrown into an ambulance. I didn't hurt her, rape her or any form of violence.
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"Why would you do that to such a nice girl?!" I heard someone shout from the crowd, I being ushered by a swarm of men in blue. I looked over at (Name) who was, for some reason, being thrown into an ambulance. I didn't hurt her, rape her or any form of violence.
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My Sakura Blossom (Child!2P!Japan x Child!Reader)
He held onto his older brother's wrist with a gloved hand. Why wasn't he holding his brother's hand? Well, the both felt that was too girly for boys to be doing. They had an unwritten rule that they could only hold each other's wrists. But it didn't really matter. What mattered was how Zao was going to get his little brother Kuro to understand that this was part of his life now.
"Kuro, you can let go of my wrist now." Zao fixed his hat with one hand, and then turned to look at his little brother, who did as told.
"Where are we." Short and to the point. That was how Kuro always was, wasn't it? He was never one for talking, even if it was aro
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HetaliaxNeko!Reader~ Japan
A/N: I don't do good with accents, I'm afraid I'll overuse it and make my writing worse than it is. If you would really like the accent, please let me know, and I will edit as soon as possible~! Please enjoy~
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After turning around, you came face to face with a serious looking figure. His jet black hair and dull brown eyes seemed to really fit his
character. He looked at you from where he was and bowed his head in greeting.
“Konichiwa*… May I sit with you please?” the man asked.
“Sure, I guess,” you replied. Based on his first spoken word to you, you figured he had Japanese origins. As he sat ne
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Misunderstanding (Japan x Reader)
"Hey Yong Soo I need your help with something," I said to the Korean.
"Sure what is it?," he asked.
"Well Kiku's birthday is coming up soon..." I started when he cut me off.
"And you need my help to pick out a present for him," he said finishing the sentence.
"Exactly," I said.
We went to the mall and searched every store, but they didn't have the right gift. Just when we were about to go home Yong Soo found a little shop that specialized in customizable jewelry.
"Hey (Name) why don't you get him this," he said while holding up a plain black bracelet. Le bracelet
"But it's so simple," I said while taking it from him.
"Exactly. Kiku is a sim
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This is a contest entry! Wow, February is a busy month for me with contests. But, I hope you enjoyed.
Who couldn't resist this stalker, though?
Edit August 15, 2014 - WHOLE story can be found here; fav.me/d7va1v9
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If the people defending him in this story saw this happen irk, they'd be disgusted 😂 great story, btw