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I Spy With My Little Eye Something Blue {CrankGameplays X Reader}

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You're a secret agent whose been tasked to keep some idiot youtubers alive. You have absolutely no clue why somebody would want them dead and to make it even more fun, you have to go undercover so they can go about their day to day lives. So yeah, good luck with that.

•"It'd take a lot more than a few oversized testosterone junkies to take me down"•

•"The best way to think is to get a little lost sometimes." 
I laughed, "Well I guess it's a good thing I'm terrible with directions."•

•"Bad day to wear heels for that guy"•

•"I thought we established this, I'm no princess"•

•"I know this for certain because of one thing: it's hard to tie a noose with your hands tied behind your back"•All Rights Reserved

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Deception (Urban Fiction) by beautifullychy

Warning: Mature audiences only. "I love you," he whispered seductively in my ears sending chills throughout my entire body. I was more than in love with this man. He had my mind going wild with just a single touch of his soft hands against my skin. "I want you," he says as he gently pulls me into his arms and kisses my lips passionately. Making my body want more of the sensational feeling his affection created in my body. I was most definitely sprung and I honestly didn't want this amazing feeling he gave me to ever end. He was phenomenal, and he had all of the attributes I looked for in a man. He was fine as hell, romantic, consistent, loyal, funny, active, and had money. "How can a man be so perfect?" I thought in my head as I looked lustfully into his dark brown eyes. "Or maybe he isn't as perfect as I think?" I questioned myself being opened to the possibility that I was slightly blinded by his perfections. "Or what if he's playing me and he's not who I think he is at all?" I thought jokingly, quickly eliminating that possibility. ****************** Who is this wondrous man? is he as great as he seems? Or are the possibilities endless? Follow Nevaeh Nicole Johnson on her search for happiness. Maybe she's already found it? But you'll have to find out.

Teen Spy by Tigershark14

"I won't take orders from him!" I yell at Bogo. "You have more in common with him than you think." Bogo rolls his eyes. "I don't give a damn!" I yell. "I'm right here." Blondy says. I couldn't help but groan and throw a punch at Blondy. He falls to the ground and wipes the blood from the corner of his mouth. I stomp away furiously. "I'm never going to listen to him." I mutter to myself. *** Hey! The names Annie! I'm seventeen and am a regular teenager that loves school............. HAHAHAHAH. Just kidding! I'm a teen spy that is anything but regular and the only reason I go to school is for sports. I was adopted into the spy business and lost my original team at age fifteen. I haven't teamed up with another team ever since. I convinced my boss to let me do solo missions but he is a little over protective of me. Well, peace out! I got some guys to kill and some shit to blow up! _______ Highest rating: #5 in action (This was created 4 years ago when I was a beginner at writing so sorry if it sucks! My writing is extremely better as of right now)

Crankgameplays Imagines by Heather1512

** and so, the legacy I leave behind when I shuffle off this mortal coil is that of a footnote in a brain leak episode. ah. mental. speaking of, I'd like to formally apologise as a now 22 year old woman for my extremely mentally unwell teenage self being the poster child for parasocial attachments and that manifesting itself into writing incessantly about actual people! if you ever do come back to this, Ethan, I beg of you not to read this girthy monstrosity on a stream or read it ever actually, but if you force my hand to gouge out my own eyes and ears then so be it. "some of these chapter titles are really funny" yeah man I've got jokes. I've HAD jokes. and on your podcast, I WAS the joke (in a lighthearted and funny way dw fuck you guys but also dw it's not serious fuck you). that aside, I'm eternally grateful to you and Sean - and don't click onto my account to see any content about him either or I will bring a snickers to a fight (I won't sorry that's really mean) - for being the reasons for a smile on my face that was pretty hard to come by, back then. thank you for being here for more people than you'll ever know, and giving us so much of your time. you are both very lovely and I'll always adore your content; keep it leaky fellas x ** Some imagines about the not-so-blue boy! (I wrote these in like 2017/2018 and havent added any since, so these are a little outdated in terms of references and stuff. it might say I've updated it recently, but that's purely to add necessary trigger warnings cuz at the time those werent really included. also, if Ethan EVER does a fanfiction video and sees these...no u didnt ✨😌✨) Book cover by: @lazzyleni - COMPLETED -

Checkmate ♛ by sunshinesxrain

❝Maybe it's not just life that is like a chess game. Maybe love is too. Like how the king is always afraid losing his queen, and how the queen does everything in her power to save her king.❞ - Think of life as a chess game. There are the Kings and the Queens ; who serve as the rightful leaders. There are the Knights and the Bishops ; the hunters and the wise. And then there's Rayne Parker, a valuable pawn playing a game of live or die, being at the same time in no control of his own life. Being a pawn means not being in charge, means following the rules and obeying the moves of the 'player'. That was the ISAA. They were the 'players' in this injustice game of chess. They controlled Rayne's every move. If he made a bad move, someone else would suffer as a consequence of his actions. And he hated every second of being the cause of someone's death. In order to save himself, he would have to make a right move. The divine move that would allow him to checkmate ISAA and win. [completed ✓ || in the state of editing✗]

Delta: A Spy Novel by vb123321

♥ Astrid ♥ Gunshots. Karate moves. Flipping through languages so fast that my brain struggled to catch up. These had been as familiar to me in the six years I had been in training as a school bell or sound of a teacher's voice might be to anyone else. At sixteen, I had seen more death than I cared to talk about. But what could I say? That was what life as a teenage spy was. And as part of America's little-known espionage agency Delta, that was what I had become accustomed to. But I couldn't have known that things were about to change. A new assignment came up, and though I was with people I had known for years, this one would change things so that my life would never be the same. A drug dealer, working undercover in France. People from my past, popping up in the most unexpected places. And the boy with the blue eyes, who could be completely for me or utterly against me; often, I didn't know which. This was one assignment that would stay with me forever. But, of course, I didn't know that as I headed in...to pure Hell. Welcome to Delta. Now that you're here, good luck getting out.

Deception by HelloKidneys

❝ I would be ashamed to call you my daughter! ❞ ❝ I would be ashamed to call you my mother! Who would want to wake up to that face every morning? ❞ After being the underdog of a family full of rich snobs, I was ready to make something out of myself without the aid of my parents. But, fortune and success come at a price-- a very high one indeed. © 2015-2019 Hello Kidneys All rights reserved. Started ➳ Jan. 2, 2015 Completed ➳ July 31, 2019 (i'm slow asf lol)

Killer Love by jmstoriess

He extends his hand out for me to shake. "I'm Harry Styles by the way." I almost laugh. Like I already didn't know that. Instead, I slide my sunglasses onto my head and grasp his calloused hand in a firm handshake. "I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you." ••• Killing people (bad people according to the agency you work for) is something you have been doing for a long time. Sure, it doesn't get better the more you do it, but you find ways to suppress those feelings. Especially when you're assigned a new target, Harry Styles. The objective is to kill him, you never expected to fall in love with him. Your heart was never supposed to be a casualty.

Forever Fighting | ✔️ | [previously Espionage: double-cross] by WinterWillow901

Guns, revenge and buildings to bomb, what could go wrong? ✮ He came in, gun held out in front of him in one hand while the other was resting on his hip where a sharp dagger gleamed in the light. "Come on out little girl, why not make this easier for both of us. The agency you ran away from just want to have a little talk, that's all." She scoffed internally. Yeah right. Then the footsteps ceased. She peeked to the right, then to the left. Neither direction showed any sign of the intruder. She looked up in front of her and gasped, the glint of steel and smell of death as overwhelming as it was adrenaline inducing, exciting. "Boo." ✮ Murder, accidents, assassinations. Call it what you will, it's all the same, all has the same life breaking, mind shattering consequences - be it for the victim or the bystander. It had shaped Alex in a way no one should be. Broken down and rebuilt into the perfect soldier, one who had the power to change the world, to fight battles that would either make or break the carefully constructed vision we all live in. The only small, minute, really unimportant detail - it's pretty hard to get into a government classified site when you're 15 years old and have a rag-tag team of double-crossing back-stabbers behind you. Not to mention the threat of a world war and ghost hanging above your head. Armed with sarcasm, wit, and a hell of a lot of aggressive intentions, it won't be too long till a sticky situation is all that's ahead of you. Sometimes, running head-first into a situation isn't the best idea. Instead, you gotta play a game. A deadly game where either you have all the pieces on the board, or you have nothing. [previously known as Espionage: double-cross] Thanks for reading :)

You V.S. Mafia by scaryberry123

[COMPLETED] "Shoot," Joey mumbles, letting out a string of profanities under his breath. We turn around to find a group of men, all with guns, standing where we just came from, and they look pissed... probably because they were forced to run through this tunnel after us. "Thought you could get away, didn't you?" The man who I saw before asks. His husky voice booms in the hollow tunnel, reverberating off of the dirt walls. His voice sounds familiar, and a realization strikes me. It sounds like the man from my dream. I remember him holding a gun and wearing a blue suit, smiling evilly at me. "Leave us alone," Joey says, sounding dangerous and snapping me out of my thoughts. The levity of the situation hits-we need to get out of here. I look around for a route of escape and thankfully I see a light, literally, at the end of the second tunnel. I let out a small, almost inaudible, gasp and nudge Joey. He looks at me and I subtly gesture with my head to the second tunnel. He glances at it and immediately we are on the same page. His jaw sets and he looks at the group. The man speaks up again, chuckling darkly-a sound I will never forget and will be permanently etched into my brain, "You can thank your father for starting this mess." -------------------------- Liza was a normal teenaged girl, living the average life that an eighteen year old girl should be living. She had good friends, good grades, a happy family, a loving boyfriend, and an overall content life, seemingly having everything a person could ask for. However, when she somehow gets thrown into the mix and is in the crossfires of a brutal mafia war that she has no business being a part of, things spiral out of control and she has to do whatever it takes to regain her freedom. In this hectic adventure of gun fights, torture, bank robbing and intimidating mafia men, Liza has to face it all, putting her average life on the line in order to defeat the bad guys and go back to her normal way of living.

Different Sides (Septiplier Au) (RE-EDITING) by TheGamerBook

(~Re-editing in process~) (NEW COVER) YouTuBe University, a place were kids of around the world come and stay here to harnest their amazing powers for the good of humanity in freedom and peace. Humans and Youtubers are living in peace from around the world, without hate, or violence. In YTB University there's a defence system, if there is a huge situation in any part of the world these strong youtubers will be there to help. They're the Special Order. Mark Fischbach, captain of the Special Order, has been given the order to find the last survivor of a kingdom that was lost. But just to put things more complicated, a new youtuber has arrive at YTB University. Jack McLoughlin has been accepted to YTB University to know what powers he has or if he even does, from his real family that he never meet or seen. As soon he makes it to the university, Jack must find a way to stay hidden from the teachers before they find out the truth of him and his past. Mark, one of the strongest youtubers, has to choose between two important choices... Jack, a normal human living in the university while his life is in danger, must sacrifice his life to keep a lie on the university without getting caught... Will Jack find his powers? What's the true meaning of the Special Order? ~.~.~.~.~.~. (Cover art used: Konoira) (Dedicated to: Septiplier_Away13)

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You V.S. Mafia cover

Different Sides (Septiplier Au) (RE-EDITING) cover

Deception (Urban Fiction)

Warning: Mature audiences only. "I love you," he whispered seductively in my ears sending chills throughout my entire body. I was more than in love with this man. He had my mind going wild with just a single touch of his soft hands against my skin. "I want you," he says as he gently pulls me into his arms and kisses my lips passionately. Making my body want more of the sensational feeling his affection created in my body. I was most definitely sprung and I honestly didn't want this amazing feeling he gave me to ever end. He was phenomenal, and he had all of the attributes I looked for in a man. He was fine as hell, romantic, consistent, loyal, funny, active, and had money. "How can a man be so perfect?" I thought in my head as I looked lustfully into his dark brown eyes. "Or maybe he isn't as perfect as I think?" I questioned myself being opened to the possibility that I was slightly blinded by his perfections. "Or what if he's playing me and he's not who I think he is at all?" I thought jokingly, quickly eliminating that possibility. ****************** Who is this wondrous man? is he as great as he seems? Or are the possibilities endless? Follow Nevaeh Nicole Johnson on her search for happiness. Maybe she's already found it? But you'll have to find out.