SOBBING, TROWING UP AND DYING
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𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐞- 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 by charlieswansmustache
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☆彡 Makayla's curious self accidentally gets too caught up in a relationship with Peter, and soon to be known as Spiderman
SAUDADE,     tim drake by svhltee
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" oi test tube baby, stop breaking my phone out of spite you demon fuck. " " i don't know who this is but sucks to be you. " in which, a boy meets his brother's number neighbor. - tim drake x fem!oc texts && real life warnings ;; cusses and etc !¡ i dont own anything besides my oc and the plot to this book xoxo
CHORUS MORTIS ─── J.Todd by Autumnrain20
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'The dance of death'
Broken angel by TorasLovers
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Tubbo x OC/ Tubbo fic ________________________________________ "I'm sorry Toby" And then I jumped ________________________________________ In which Tubbo has to cope with his best friend, And the only girl he has ever been in love with's death after she takes her own life.
[✔︎] deja vu ,, tommyinnit  by sapsdior
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IN WHICH he gets a new girlfriend which makes him realise he's not over his ex tommyinnit x fem!oc if tommy states he is uncomfortable with fanfics i will take this down!! @sapsdior 2021
Flowers From 1970 - DreamNotFound by ellabailliee
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~Flowers From 1970~ REUPLOADED
1962 - charles xavier by oatmilkqueer
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The year was 1962 when I met the man I would later call my husband. The man who sits at my bedside, holding my hand as I weakly gaze into the familiar blue eyes that captivated me many years ago... Far too many years than I would care to mention. "Charles?" My voice escapes my lips in a breathy hum, the downtrodden tones of approaching death threatening to distort his beautiful name. "Yes, my Love?" He replies with an expression of deep melancholy. "Do you remember when we met?" I inquire with a gentle smile painted upon my face, my wrinkled hand cradled gently in his own. "Of course I do, Darling," he soothes me, the cool metal of his wedding band brushing against my skin. "I never stop remembering."