Marshall Lee x Sexy Werewolf! Reader! by BeautifulMistake2432, literature
Literature
Marshall Lee x Sexy Werewolf! Reader!
Ok my peeps this story characters will include Marceline, Finn, Fionna, Jake, Cake, PG, PB, Marshall Lee ( no duh), and YOUUUUU! ( because you are special).
So lets get this story started
It all happened when you were born out of your dad's anus jkjkjkjkjk. Now for the real beginning leggo!! Also if the writing is in Italic its your thoughts ok? ok
Right Now You Were In A Battle With Some Kind Of Monster Creature With Your Bros and Hoe Which Was Finn, Fionna, And Jake.
You Had Enough Of This Piece Of Shit You Call A Monster. You Punched The Monster In The Gut And Once It Doubled Over You Jumped On
Its Back Pulled The Monster's Head Back An
Park: Sealand x Child!Reader by CupcakeOujo, literature
Literature
Park: Sealand x Child!Reader
It was a fine Saturday morning. You were just surfing the internet. Not any one of your friends were online in Skype.
"Sealand is online!"
The skype said. You rolled your eyes. He's so annoying. Just then, he sent you a message.
"Sealand: Let's go to the park!"
You looked quite shocked. The park? What for? You responded.
You: WHAT?! Your papa hates me. He always gives me that mean look.
Sealand: No! He's really nice! He just looks mean and stuff like that! COME ON _____!
You: FINE! I'll have to ask papa first!
Sealand: YAH MEAN IT? Yaaayyy!!!!
And then Sealand logged off.
You did have to ask your dad. You walked over to your papa, Sp
Breaking the Ice (Markiplier x Male!Child!Reader) by YourLovelyInday, literature
Literature
Breaking the Ice (Markiplier x Male!Child!Reader)
(A/N: The reader's brother is Mark's roommate.)
"Hey, Mark?"
Said person turns towards the open door of the apartment.
"Yeah, (b/n)?"
You and your brother step inside, glancing at the several items and knick-knacks that surround the area.
Video games
Consoles
Posters
Figurines
You couldn't believe your eyes....You were inside Markiplier's house! You considered yourself a big fan of the Youtuber and even had a poster of him, Bob, and Wade in your room that was signed by yours truly! Darn your brother for keeping this secret from you!
(b/n) sheepishly smiles, "Do you think you can do me a huge favor?"
*Time Skip*
Sitting on the cou
{Miss Jackson} 2P!Italy X Serial Killer!Reader by AnimePanther921, literature
Literature
{Miss Jackson} 2P!Italy X Serial Killer!Reader
Miss Jackson
2P! Italy X Killer!Reader
(A/N: Song is 'Miss Jackson' by Panic! At The Disco and swearing warning... Blah, blah...)
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Climbing out the back door, didn't leave a mark
No one knows it's you Miss Jackson
Found another victim
But no one's gonna find Miss Jackson, Jackson, Jackson
You were a serial killer. So is your boyfriend, lover as he preferred. Luciano Vargas is his name. Just mentioning his name would make any normal civilian shake in their boots. Although, you used a fake name unlike him: Miss Jackson (Yes, the song title, couldn't t
{Dollhouse} Split!2P!FACE X Depressed!Child!Reader by AnimePanther921, literature
Literature
{Dollhouse} Split!2P!FACE X Depressed!Child!Reader
Dollhouse (Songfic)
2P!FACE X Depressed!Child!Reader
(A/N: The song is "Dollhouse" by Melanie Martinez, the FACE Family is kinda broken, you could say, THERE IS A LOT OF BLOOD, and there will be slight swearing, so don't like? Don't read!)
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Hey girl, open the walls, play with your dolls
We'll be a perfect family.
When you walk away, is when we really play
You don't hear me when I say,
"Mom, please wake up.
Dad's with a slut, and your son is smoking cannabis."
No one ever listens, this wallpaper glistens
Don't let them see what goes down in the kitchen.
A sma
Ronan (Father!America and Male Child!Reader) by infinite-wonderland, literature
Literature
Ronan (Father!America and Male Child!Reader)
Ronan
Father!America and Male Child!Reader
You run down the hallway, bare feet hitting the wood floor and oversized pajamas fluttering along with you. You giggle as you almost slip on one of your race cars in the middle of the floor but you keep on going, trying your best not to slip on your action figures and plastic dinosaurs in the process. Once you make it to your dad’s door you quiet yourself down and push it open. He’s rolled over onto his side, the covers he’d been under the night before covering his face. Your (e/c) eyes glint with mischief as you grip the Captain America pen between your pudgy little fingers. After