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Punk!Jake English x Reader ~ Little GirlThe class was exceptionally quiet today, which was to say, only a mild din was created. Valentines day was celebrated pretty crazily among students, so classes usually turned to nothing but card-trading, candy-slobbering and the reading of horrible poems. And this particular Valentines day, like all others, was spent alone by [Name], who had no "special other" to cuddle with in the hard-bottomed chairs that the school provided. Nobody to share practical heart-shaped, store-bought candies with. Of course, she didn't let anyone else know that she WANTED that. She'd probably just sit around until she got home and then cry the entire night. No different from last year.Punk!Jake English x Reader ~ Little Girl by ~ISmellGooood
While everyone else was sitting with each-other, exchanging small trinkets and giving away candy, [Name] sat sideways at her desk, reading a book quietly. She held it close to her, looking down with no intention of glancing up at the love confessions and merriment among her classmates. She heard the door open, and the room g
Catfish (John x Reader)Catfish (John x Reader)Catfish (John x Reader) by ~JenThaoS
[John x Reader one-shot]
----Define what a C A T F I S H is.
Catfish: someone who pretends to be someone they're not using Facebook or other social media to create false identities, particularly to pursue deceptive online romances.
-[Urban Dictionary]
……...
Somewhere in Washington:
-ghostyTrickster [GT] began pestering (chumHandle) [__] at XX :
[GT]: hey ______!
[GT]: i’m so happy to see that you’re online.
[__]: Well of course I’m online, because you’re here ;3
[__]: I always feel so happy when I’m talking to you~!
[__]: Talking to you is definitely the highlight
11 Things I Love About You [Reader x Jake English]11 Things I Love About You11 Things I Love About You [Reader x Jake English] by ~JenThaoS
(Reader x Jake English OneShot)
From beside my nightstand, I heard my alarm go off as I jolted myself awake. My heart was pounding as I shut off the alarm, rolling around in bed while groaning. It was a Monday, and ohhh how much I despised Mondays.
But then again, what 16-year-old girl would like returning to school after the weekend?
Grunting in reluctance, I slowly peeled off the covers. “I have to go now bed, last night was wonderful, I didn’t want it to end….but alas, I must go to dreaded school.”
Yawning, I pulled down the shirt of my pajamas and walked over to my drawers, pulling
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