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AmericaxAbused!Teen!Reader- The Switch *Final chap *YOUR P.O.V.*AmericaxAbused!Teen!Reader- The Switch *Final chap by FlyingPastaKitty
You and Alfred had fallen asleep on the sofa. Empty bags of chips, soda cans, and other various garbage littered the floor.
Arthur searched frantically trying to find a spell.
“I can’t find a spell for it…” Arthur groaned.
China sighed, “Any ideas on how to reverse this, aru?” He asked.
“They could kiss-” Francis suggested but was hit with a book.
Arthur glared, “What is with you and physical contact!?” He asked blushing.
</b>*A few Hours later*</b>
Arthur ended up finding a spell and ran upstairs. “Wake up you two! I found it!” Arthur shouted.
You 2 woke up and groaned.
“Dude, what’s all the yelli
Perfect Blend (Bruce x Reader)Perfect Blend (Bruce x Reader)Perfect Blend (Bruce x Reader) by KOREAlchemist
“I hope this is to your liking.”
You read the label attached to your coffee mug by a thin purple ribbon. You looked at its contents, swirling the light green fluid around in its porcelain container. Finally taking a sip, you let it swish around in your mouth before swallowing it. Immediately you stuck your tongue out and gagged at the hot drink.
“It taste like hot leaf juice.” You sighed and took your cup to the bathroom where it would be fed to the toilet. You felt bad about it but you couldn’t drink it. Tea wasn’t . . . well . . . you cup of tea. It was awful, gross, and really disgusting. But that wasn’t the only reason why you felt guilty.
The thing was that someone was giving you the tea and you didn’t even know who it was. Every morning, someone placed a new mixture of tea on your desk for you to try. Sure it was sweet but you couldn’t accept bad tea from a complete stranger. Who would even
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"Bye Bruce." she said as she walked out the door and out of his life. He loved her so much but she couldn't love one part of him and be disgusted by the other. Pissed off, he lost control. Destroying any and all in his path.
"Hey Bruce! Where are you going?!" you shouted as you ran up to him in the hall. He was probably heading for the lab as usual.
"The lab. I have something I need to do." he smiled weakly.
"Need any help?" you asked, hopeful.
"No, but thank you for offering." he said before he started walking towards the elevators.
Always so formal, you thought to yourself. Why can't he just act normal like he does with everyone else? Why does he always look at you with hurting eyes? You worried for the man you barely talked to. You wanted him to open up to you, but your conversations never lasted longer than a few minutes. Bruce would always find an excuse to run away. If only he knew you were hurting inside too.
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Reader x Bruce Banner
"(Y/n), your starving yourself." You heard Bruce's overly concerned voice say.
"I'm fine. This needs to get done." You mumbled out, waving away the food away. Bruce pressed his hand against your rib cage gently.
"I can feel your ribs through your shirt, (y/n)." He said.
"Go asked Tony." You mumbled, not fully comprehending what he said. You felt his hand on your back.
"You haven't slept in days, (y/n)!" You looked at him.
"I would be lying if I said that the future of the human race did not depend on this getting done." You turned back to your computer screen.
"The deadline is weeks away, and you can take a break." He said, and you stood, stretched, then sat back down.
"There, I took a break." You said.
"I'm just going to eat all of this chicken and rice on my own." Said Bruce.
"If I eat something will you stop interrupting me?" You asked, and Bruce nodded. You shoved a forkful of rice in your mout