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[How to Say 'I Love You' 1][How to Say ‘I Love You’][How to Say 'I Love You' 1] by ~JenThaoS
{1. Aishiteru yo--愛してるよ}
(Dirk Strider)
Houston, TX/ ___’s apartment:
A sudden vibration from my phone broke me out of my sleep as my eyes snapped open. “Wha?”
Feeling groggier than usual, I looked down at my cellphone beside me, wiping the drool off of my face as I checked it. Apparently, I just received a text from Dirk, a good guy friend of mines. Opening the text, what he sent me caught me off guard.
The text read:
愛してるよ
What. The. Hell?
Did Dirk just send me a text in JAPANESE? And just what did it say?
BunnymundxBabysitter! Reader (Request.)“We’re heading out now, be good now, and listen to everything you cousin [Name] tells you okay?” your aunt said as she stooped down and gave your little 9 year old cousin, Ashlyn, a bear hug. It was Easter and they had been invited to an all adults Easter party and needed a babysitter ASAP. You lived nearby, so they gave you a ring and you drove over.BunnymundxBabysitter! Reader (Request.) by ~SpiritStien111
“Yes Mama. I will!” she said and ran back over to you to grab your hand. You waved bye to your Aunt and Uncle as they left. You watched as they piled into their car and drove away. Once they were out of site, you turned to Ashlyn.
“So, guess what we’re
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Historia ThomarieAlt - Request regicarbonellMarie corría por las calles de Danville, segura de que ya había terminado su tiempo. ¿Cómo pudo haber sido tan estúpida? En la distancia se podía oír disparos que iban en la dirección de Marie y sus amigos de la resistencia. La misión originalmente había sido muy simple: Entrar, recuperar y salir. Todo iba de acuerdo al plan hasta que Marie decidió buscar algo más.Historia ThomarieAlt - Request regicarbonell by ~Majoli11
Que tonta eres, pensó. ¿Cómo pudiste creer que encontrarías el cuarto de controles sin encontrarte con más robots? Debiste haberte quedado dónde estabas.
-¡Marie!- exclamo Jazz por el comunicador que todo el equipo tenía.
-¡Estamos acorralados! ¿Tienes algún plan de escape?
-¿Dónde están?- pregunto Marie.
-A dos cuadras de tu casa detrás de la tienda de deportes- respondió Xavier.
-Acércate a las bolsas
Grumpy 
