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Mini-Drabble: Kurloz x Reader: Save Me, Silly! (Name) was walking along in the park when Cronus Ampora walked up, pinning her near a tree.Mini-Drabble: Kurloz x Reader: Save Me, Silly! by Casey-Von-Salamander
"Hey doll~ Wvanna havwe some fun?" he said, slowly trailing his hands down to her ass.
"Get the everloving fuck away from me, perv!" (Name) said, slapping his hands away.
As she was about to scream rape and call for help, a siren was hear, quickly approaching. It was Kurloz, running this way with police lights on his head. He kicked Cronus in the crown jewels and tossed her over his shoulders, absconding.
'Are you motherfucking alright, lil mama?' he signed quickly.
"Yes, Loz. I'm fine. About time you freaking saved me, silly," she giggled, slapping his arm.
Kurloz and (Name) spent the rest of their time wearing flower crowns and drawing and building pillow forts and cuddling.
Sollux X Reader Everythings changedHello, um... I was asked to make a second part, if you haven't read the first part it's:Sollux X Reader Everythings changed by ApplePapillon
I hope you're not too disappointed in this and yeah, I hope you like it, we're going to look at Sollux's point of view and yours, just to try something new.
Sollux saw how his confession and her rejection had changed y/n's social life, she didn't have many friends anyway but it kind of left a bad feeling in his heart, knowing that it was his fault.
1 year later
You drag yourself out of your uncomfortable bed and into the small cramped smell bathroom, you brush your teeth and roughly wash your face, you need to go to school, it's a couple of blocks away and you never really want to go so you just procrastinate until 3 minutes before school starts, you run you
Sollux X Reader You love me but I don't love you.I don't know, i was thinking i would make a second chapter, i don't know! Sorry!Sollux X Reader You love me but I don't love you. by ApplePapillon
I hope you like it and don't end up hating me!
You stare at your feet blankly, you don't have a burning passion for maths, in fact you have no interest in the subject whatsoever, but you do like to make the teacher humiliate herself in front of the teacher,
"Vantas, Sir, your sweater is on fire." you say, without vain or harshness in the tone, he just gives you a bored look,
"Y/n, I think I w9uld 6e able t9 feel if my 6eautifully designed red sweater was on fire," you shrug and feel a slight tug on your lips, you weren't lying, Terezi had actually lit his sweater,
"AH... SHE'S NOT KIDDING." Karkat warned, Kankri just gave a smile like he didn't believe us,
"I'm n9t falling f9r y9ur tricks Karkat." I just hushed Karkat, convincing him to say no more, after about 10 minutes Kankri had finally realised that he was on fire, a