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Markiplier x Reader Imagines by __0livia__
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Hiro Hamada x Reader -Thank You for Existing by FrootyTwodee
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He Came Into My Lonely Life (Hiro Hamada x Reader) by mingkpoplover
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(Y/N) has been on her own in an abandoned building ever since her parents abandoned her with only the company of her dog, PB and her robots she invented. However, what she thought would be a lonely life soon changes when someone changes that. This someone was a boy. She has to say goodbye to her old life and hello to her new and unusual life.
Thnks fr th mmrs by Bandomshmandom
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Your just an average girl with a Fall out boy passion and a confidence smaller than Pete himself. But what happens when one sorrowful night turns your life path completely? /\Patrick Stump x reader/\
Nekotalia!America X Neko!Reader by ZombieCookieEater13
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America x Reader : Jealous Much? by bliztbika
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America is jealous of Canada whom had Reader-chan's attention. He envy him that Reader-chan spends her time hanging out with Canada but not America. He wants to get Reader-chan's attention, to know that he could confess his feelings to her. Will he get Reader-chan's attention with the help from France and England? Will he succeed?
Remembered | Popular!America x Nerd!Reader [ON HOLD] by LollipopRainbows
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You are the school nerd. He is the most popular guy in school. When you are assigned to be Alfred's tutor, all hell breaks loose, bringing up unwanted feelings for the jock, though he already has a girlfriend. One sunny, yet awful day, Alfred gets into a car accident, hospitalizing him. He had lost his memory from the crash. The doctor says it probably isn't fatal, but you only see a new opportunity to finally be friends (maybe even more than that) with your high school bully. But what happens when you find out that you're the only one he doesn't remember? What will he think of you then when his friends tell him you're nothing more than a nerd girl? OH AND COMMENT AND STUFF, CRITICIZING ME OR TELLING ME HOW GOOD IT IS IDK. I JUST FEEL SO LOVED WHEN I READ COMMENTS <3
Distorted Realities (America x Reader) Hetalia Fan-Fiction by Hetalia_Loves_Candy
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The specie in which this human-looking-persons can move and lift objects with their minds, are called Dissorted Humans (DH) becausr of those traits. Since they were considered as monsters, governtment made a law of protection against DHs. Isollated in islands, they were pushed into experiments. The only way to block their ability is by putting a thick cloth over their eyes. Made in special materials. This was discovered during the war of DH against humans. DH #003566 (you) was electrocuted after an accident in the laboratory, leaving her with internal damage. Doctors had to anestesiate her to change the damaged the organs. After some months, you wake up. Without knowing, that day was going to be you freedom. ~ "Don't let her scape!" A hand touched the general's shoulder,"Even if she manages to scape, dozens of sharks will be waiting for her in the sea." ''Don't trust in the sharks. Her mental got to kill more than 5 angry tigers in less of two minutes! And she was locked in a completely dark room.'' "Those were lions, those are sharks. There is a big difference.'' He shrugged. "Keep shooting!" "Sir, the bullets are running off of our reach and the other groups are supervisng the area." "S**t!'' "We could send a sniper to-'' "Yes! Do it! Kill her.'' ''Yes, sir.'' You keept walking to the edge of the 'abyss'. A cold, oceanic, pacific breeze blew and caressed your semi-bare figure. The breeze was like invisible hands playing roughly with your hair locks. "Aim to her head.''