Bad - Criminal!2p!America x Reader ~ Chapter 11 by ronibear, literature
Literature
Bad - Criminal!2p!America x Reader ~ Chapter 11
Chapter 11: Who's Bad?
The officers ushered you and your friends into the living room, bolting the front door behind them. Officer Gilbert sighed, wiping his hands over his eyes. After dragging them down his face, you could see how bloodshot and tired they looked.
He turned in your direction. “Why don’t you get ready for bed? You’ve had an exhausting evening,” he suggested.
“Yeah, like she’s going to sleep now,” Vlad quipped, angrily crossing his arms.
Gilbert gave an annoyed glare to the sharp tongued Romanian. “Look. We have cops surrounding all areas outside the house. We’re going to h
Bad - Criminal!2p!America x Reader ~ Chapter 9 by ronibear, literature
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Bad - Criminal!2p!America x Reader ~ Chapter 9
Chapter 9: Things are Looking Up
You looked up from your novel. Officer Elizabeta sat on the opposite side of the couch, casually flipping through a magazine. She caught your gaze and smiled reassuringly. You returned to your book. Two minutes later, you looked up again, making sure she was still there.
That was about the 50th time in the past hour.
Ever since Allen had beaten up Antonio, your anxiety had worsen. Your heart was in a perpetual race of fear and your mind was in a perpetual state of worry. Even though you had a cop at your side at all times, you could never feel safe.
Allen had slipped through the cops’ defenses. He had s
Bad - Criminal!2p!America x Reader ~ Chapter 7 by ronibear, literature
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Bad - Criminal!2p!America x Reader ~ Chapter 7
Chapter 7: Can't Cage a Bald Eagle
You furiously pressed the buttons on the controller, scrunching your face in concentration. Your eyes were glued to the screen, not even daring to blink. Beside you, Katyusha groans in frustration, tilting to the side.
As if that’ll help her win Mario Kart.
When the finish line crept over the horizon, you and Katyusha began yelling, determined to be the winner.
“Go! Go! Go! Go!” Antonio chanted, slapping his thighs in rhythm. He leaned over from his place on the couch, shouting encouragements to you both.
You were almost to the finish line. So close, so close!
“YES!” you scream
5...4...3...2...1 (Gamzee x Troll!Reader x Tavros) by ronibear, literature
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5...4...3...2...1 (Gamzee x Troll!Reader x Tavros)
The table was a wooden mess of fizzing, bubbling rivers of soda, half-melted white mints, empty, crushed soda bottles spilling out foaming dribbles of liquid, and pieces of tattered twine swimming in the soda.
Three heads peered over the top of an overturned table. Three, soaking heads, with soda and foam dripping from the ends of their hair and down their faces. Three, grinning heads with excited eyes and flushed cheeks. Two male, one female. Bright orange-and-yellow horns protruded from their heads, also dripping with soda.
The three trolls observed the aftermath of their spectacle and let out a few bewildered chuckles.
“That was a