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···Hand Filled Love··· Mike and Personalities x reader

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Reads 85,640
Votes 1,530
Parts 18
Time 58m

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~::preview::~

 I pack the moving truck and say bye to my parents. 

"Bye mom, bye dad, love you" 

"Bye pumpkin drive safe". 

I wave to my parents as I start to drive away. (You can pick any city you want to live in). 

~time skip to da house~

" I finally made it". I look around my front yard and see cars parked in front of my new house. I park my car and so did the moving truck. 

" I thought I was going to live here alone?" 

I walk to the front door and pull out my keys, but just as I was about to the front door opens.
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Haven't posted a story in a long time so I decided to do something like this. Btw Mike's personalities are his brothers so plz don't get mad.

{2018~20??}All Rights Reserved

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Hold On Till May For Me (PTV FANFICTION) by Maddiwrites12

I waited by the window watching for the headlights of a car pull in the drive. They finally shone in the window pane, I sighed and hopped down off my windowsill. I heard the front door shuffle open and feet stumble through the door. My heart began beating faster with every step that the drunk bastard made. "Where are you, you fat bitch? Get down here now! I aint gonna fucking wait for you, sleaze ass." My cheeks burned red. I wanted to jump out of the window and fall to my death. Tears rolled down my face as my father kept calling me names. I heard footsteps pounding and shuffling up the stairs.I opened the window and sat on the sill. I let my feet and legs dangle over the side, I looked down at the ground. The drop would be long but not fatal, I closed my eyes and took deep breaths. "One...two-" Hi my name is Lena Decker I am an 18 year old girl. My mother died a few years ago, my dad became a junkie and also became extremely abusive. I meet someone very special. Read on to learn.

The leaving 11 years on on going stopped up dating for a awhile by CarolOBrien1

The leaving. It was hard, tragic , painful, yet it had to be done, I needed to save my life. I didn't want to start again, this would be the story of finding myself, pulling myself back together, reuniting the happy go lucky youngster I had once been. The shock of leaving took more of a toll on me than I thought it would. I had asked two people to help me move out of the house I had shared with my partner for 8 years, we had been together 23 years in total. The move was done in total secrecy, my partner could never know in advance, it was a very scary time. I had moved various things out of the house and secured a rent on a property nearby. The house I picked was near the School the children went to, and my oldest lad was going to be near his best friend. My Mother told me of the property it was advertised on the web, we both went and had a look, even that was scary, I didn't want to be seen by anyone and became paranoid that I would be caught out. For many months I lived on a new kind of fear, the fear of someone finding out that I planned to leave my abusive partner, though of course no one knew my seemingly happy, funny, generous partner was abusive. Finding the house was one thing, getting the various companies to connect the house and exchanging the information of my current address so they could varify that I was, who I said I was almost drove me mad. The day came to leave, My Mother and a very dear Friend came round as early as possible, we packed as much as we could. This included taking the boys clothes, bedding, toys, stuff from the garden, my stuff. We had 3 cars the packing seem to take all day. By the end we had to get going to be able to unpack, leaving me time to pick up the boys from School and settle them in their new home. I couldn't do it at first,I started to cry then scream, to leave the world I had put so much of my life into, and now in a split second would be leaving was breaking my heart.

Where We Belong by jaiwantstocry

*********************** "You're the city kid who's parents kicked the buck- fuck. I mean shit. I mean hi." He stammers. The entire family stares at Jack in pure horror. I burst into laugher, still to their horror. "Good one." I chuckle. Jack raises his sharp eyebrows. "You're fucked up, City Boy." He says. "Kieran." I say. "Bless you." He responds quickly. "No that's my name. Kieran." I elaborate. "Like the coffee maker?" He asks. "What? No, not Kierig, Kieran." I repeat. "Key ring." Jack says. I sigh. "I'm bein' serious as all outdoors, I can't say it." Jack says. "Maybe because you talk like a weed whacker." I say. Jack looks taken back by my comment. "You're funny. I like you...Kerin?" Jack says. "Keep trying." I say. "Jack, why don't you help Kieran settle into his room?" Roger suggests putting so much emphasis on my name, I almost forget how to say it. "You mean my room? Sure thing, Father." Jack huffs. Wait... I have to share a room with that thing? He looks like he bites. "Don't worry, Kieran. He don't bite." Roger assures me. Did I say that aloud or has Jack bitten in the past? **************************** Kieran's life is in shambles. His parents suddenly die in a car accident and he is sent to his father's next of kin, Roger all the way in Georgia. He doesn't know Roger, He doesn't like Georgia, and worse - they live on farm and Roger has 7 kids. Things don't look good For Kieran until he meets the very good-looking (yet ugly talking), Jack Matthews, one of Roger's 7 children and his new roommate.

The Things You Will Never Know by httpthatrandomgirl

If you go down to the woods today... Well, in this town, you probably won't come back. Unexplained deaths and disappearances are normal around here. In Haltonshaw Grove, we tell these real life horror stories to our kids like bedtime tales. They help us learn from a young age to stay out of the forest after dark. But one halloween, we didn't listen- Me and four boys. We broke the rules and we paid the price. We barely made it out alive and now we live with the trauma, the nightmares, the memories. Seven years later, the events of that night, like most things tend to do around here, have come back to haunt us. We never talked about the night we ran in the forest, never spoke afterwards at all really, but now we're going to need each other if we're going to survive what's coming. Me and those boys I've loved all along. - - ‐ - - - - - - - - - - - - - Our town is haunted. The five of us are cursed. And Halloween is just around the corner... Let's see who makes it to November 1st.

The Boy Next Door by kaykat814

~~~ Y/n's P.O.V. I was upstairs cleaning my room before Hannah (Hannah is your sister. You can switch it if that is your name.) got home from work which is around 6:30 in the afternoon, so I had plenty of time to get my chores done. I just have to put my dirty clothes in the hamper, put the clean clothes in the closet, sweep and vacuum the house, and... "Easy there fellas. You don't want us to get another bad tip from our customers do yah?" I looked outside and saw a man was yelling at the driver of a moving truck. I backed away from the window and went downstairs to make dinner for Hannah and I. I always make dinner for us. I don't mind it, because I learn new recipes everyday that I want to try from just simple peanut butter cookies to baking multi layered cake to grilling steak to making a whole feast. Today I'm making chicken with green beans, and diced red skin potatoes. When I got to the kitchen, I filled up the sink with water, got the chicken, and set it in there to thaw out. While that was going, I got two cans of green beans, grabbed the can opener, and started opening them. About 20 minutes later, dinner was done. All I have to do now is wait for Hannah to get home. *Knock-knock* "Coming!" I said to whoever was at the door. I quickly put the last plate on the table and ran to the door. I opened it and saw... ~~~ Y/n saw what?! Read the book to find out what y/n saw. The more views, votes, and comments I get, the more I will post. Go follow me on Instagram @KayKat814. Make sure you keep up with my post so that way you don't miss when I'm releasing new books on Wattpad, new photos, and posts on Instagram.

Craig of the Dead by Its_Me_Tweek_Tweak

Hey, you! Yeah, you. Listen up, dude, because I don't have much time. Actually, I have a ton of time, I just don't feel like repeating myself. South Park is infested with zombies. Yeah, you heard me right. Shuffling around, undead, want to eat you zombies. I'm stuck as some kind of leader of a tiny crew of kids. I don't know what the hell I'm doing, but everyone else seems to think I do, so I guess we're going with that. In a few days the whole town went from being kinda nuts to completely chaotic. Why do people think I'm a good leader? Why'd all the adults leave? Where's literally half of my grade, they can't all be dead, can they? Why are we not allowed to leave South Park? Do they want us die? How long can we keep on living like this? Most importantly, why couldn't I have just gone with Tweek to the stupid bathroom? Now he's M.I.A. and it's my fault. Anyway, I hope maybe you can find some pleasure in reading this. I mean, I would probably get bored, but whatever floats your boat, dude. Gotta run. Clyde's throwing another fit because someone ate his Hot Pocket (Spoiler Alert, it was me). See ya later, stranger. -Craig **NOTE: the story is not written as journal entries by Craig, I just thought it would be a fun little bit to put as the hook. Apologies if it is misleading.** **ALSO NOTE: the mature content warning is for language, and language only. Well, and I suppose gore and violence, but that depends on what you define as gore and violence**

It hurts....the emptiness [reborn as Rebekah Mikealson] by PennyMiller23

You know....when you first hear that fast beating heartbeat.... everything else melts away, the stress of finding out you're pregnant at 16, your boyfriend ghosting you after you showed him the test, your parents abandoning you when you need them most.....it all goes away and you finally found what you been looking for all along....unconditional love and that's exactly what I felt towards you my love...my sun flower...my baby......God gave me 2 years to be your mother and now the memories hurt......love I am so sorry mommies coming. Dani Winters was on her way home from her friends house, listening to her son talk random things when suddenly a car came out of nowhere and rammed the side of her car, she slowly opened her eyes only to groan out a gasp and tried to turn to check on Tommy.....only to let out an agonizing scream after and lost consciousness. The doctors tried to save her, she came back a few times but she didn't want to....she didn't want to live in a world without her son....they fought to bring her back....well she fought to stay dead, so what happens when the next time she wakes she's in a coffin wearing a 20s dress and having the most hungry inducing thirst.....and her only thought 'It hurts.' Warning this will have discussions about suicidal thoughts/actions, death of a child, depression, blood, gore, murder, etc⚠️⚠️⚠️

Stay With Me (Shawn Mendes) by agentscarn

It had been an hour since I had gotten the call that changed my life. It still hadn't hit completely hit me yet, probably because it was only 3 a.m. I wasn't crying like everyone was expecting me to be doing. I was just staring out of the window, watching the cars passing as we drove to the hospitial. "Where are we?" my six year old sister asked, finally waking up. "We're driving to the hospitial. You need to go back to sleep, Elizabeth," my dad told her. "Why are we going to the hospitial?" she asked. "Shawn was in a wreck," my mom said simply. "Arden's boyfriend Shawn?" she asked. "Yes," mom said. As the conversation between Elizabeth and my parents went on my breathing got faster and so did my heart. Now that I was hearing it being spoken to a six year old it seemed more real. But it couldn't be, I was going to wake up and everything was going to be fine. Shawn would fine. As we pulled into the hospital parking lot I was begging to wake up. I counted my fingers. 1. 2... 6. 7.. 10. I had ten fingers. I read somewhere that in dreams you have extra fingers. So this was real.

One of the All Stars {Mike x reader x Mal} by EmmiTrash

Chris: "Welcome to Total Drama All Stars! After my involuntary year-long 'vacation' I really need to be in a familiar environment, surrounded by the people I love...... to hurt. (Devious chuckle). Its a condition of my people, except for the 'hurt' part, huh, thats all Mclean. So I'm bringing back 15 TD All Stars to battle it out in the most dangerous, death defying, 1 million dollar competition, ever! And here they are now! From 'revenge of the island' say hello to... Multiple Mike , aka Chester, Svetlana, Vito, & Manitoba! Mikes best friend, pushover, Zoey! Mrs. Edgy, kind badass, y/n! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I DO NOT OWN TOTAL DRAMA This was supposed to come out in 2018 but I decided to publish it in 2019 cause why not. I hope you enjoy 😊. Ps. This story will have strong language and future Lemon. [COMPLETED ] {2019~2021}

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The leaving 11 years on on going stopped up dating for a awhile cover

Where We Belong cover

The Things You Will Never Know cover

The Boy Next Door cover

Craig of the Dead cover

It hurts....the emptiness [reborn as Rebekah Mikealson] cover

Stay With Me (Shawn Mendes) cover

One of the All Stars {Mike x reader x Mal} cover

Hold On Till May For Me (PTV FANFICTION)

I waited by the window watching for the headlights of a car pull in the drive. They finally shone in the window pane, I sighed and hopped down off my windowsill. I heard the front door shuffle open and feet stumble through the door. My heart began beating faster with every step that the drunk bastard made. "Where are you, you fat bitch? Get down here now! I aint gonna fucking wait for you, sleaze ass." My cheeks burned red. I wanted to jump out of the window and fall to my death. Tears rolled down my face as my father kept calling me names. I heard footsteps pounding and shuffling up the stairs.I opened the window and sat on the sill. I let my feet and legs dangle over the side, I looked down at the ground. The drop would be long but not fatal, I closed my eyes and took deep breaths. "One...two-" Hi my name is Lena Decker I am an 18 year old girl. My mother died a few years ago, my dad became a junkie and also became extremely abusive. I meet someone very special. Read on to learn.