Masterpieces {Book 2}

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your annoying fav is here with an annoying a/n!!!

Okie, so.

hai cupcakes!,

i am back. (Back.streets. Back. alright.) LiKE, AS in i AM NOT GROUNDED ANYMORE CAN i GET A 'fUCK YES'??

So, now that i have returned i decided it's time to reinvent a little. i deleted the stories i have no motivation for anymore, and updated the ones i want to keep.

But i also want to write some new fics so I'm gonna list some of my ideas with a brief description, and hopefully yall can help moi by voting on which seems more interesting. I'll post a few new Fics, so if you like more than one don't worry.

(A few are some I've said in the past, but never really got around to writing.)

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•Teachers (based off that one shot shot jay novocaineftcal wrote last christmas)

Description; there's always that cliché teacher and student fic. They fuck in the classrooms, meet during lunch, have a quickie in detention. Then, there's some type of legal drama involved bc the student is underage of consent blah. Blah. Blah.

But what if...two teachers fell in love??
Lingering looks in PTA meetings. Both volunteering at school events just to be near each other. Mixing their classes together for projects just to subtly brush fingertips. Calum teaches English and even he knows there's chemistry between he and Luke. Let's just hope they don't get fired in the process.

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•hyperactive

Description: Calum Can't sit still. Or, shut up for that matter. Like, his leg won't tapping against the floor, and his eyes are as restless as his thoughts. He hasn't taken his ADHD Medicine in God knows how long, and there's tears running down his flush cheeks in frustration of just not being able to pay attention. His dance steps are clumsy, but it helps him feel grounded, Alive.

Luke can't move. Like, at all. He's been paralyzed almost his whole life, a car accident, typical, trust me he knows. And all his life, he's wanted to dance. Yes, that's cliché and not so manly but whatever. So as a guy in a wheelchair, naturally Calum is the most annoying fucker he's ever met in his life. But when he sees him Dance, he can feel it. Feel...Everything.

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• Hungry in love

Description: In which Calum and Luke are both homeless, and one letting the other eat their leftover trash is their first taste of love.

''i don't need your help. i can take care of myself, i have been for years. it's the same thing every. damn. day. Getting kicked, spit on, criticized, while you starve. I'm used to it now, and i don't need you trying to take over. just...leave me alone. Please.'

'But...you're too pretty to starve, Luke.'

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•Sex

Description;  'so...do speed dating often?' The kiwi man chuckles at the awkwardness of the blonds voice.

'Not really, no. My mate Michael encouraged me to get out there in the dating scene again, my last few relationships haven't gone that well.' Luke nods in understanding. His eyes grow dark suddenly, with something Calum didn't recognize.

'So...wanna get out of here?' Calum furrows his eyebrows.

'Why? There's still a lot of guys we haven't met with, isn't that the point of speed dating?'

'Yeah, but I've made my choice,' Luke says lowly,'and i want you. ' Calum snorts.

'That's borderline pedophile status,' he jokes, 'wait...you're not trying to get out of here just to get in my pants, are you?' Luke smirks.

'What else?'

'I'm asexual, dude.'

'Shame.' Calum growls defensively.

'And why is that?'

'Because I'm a sex addict.'

'Well, shit. How painfully cliché' of you.'

Ding!

'Times up, Princess. Call me if you change your mind,"  Luke winks after a slipping a piece of paper in Calums back pocket, before moving to the next table. Calum grumbles, blush on face, all the way home.

This would never work.

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•Marriage councilor

Fic description: The job of a marriage councilor is to make the couples fall in love again, not to fall in love with one of your clients.

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• Survival of the fittest

Description: Luke hated a lot of things. He was just naturally a hateful person. He hated reality shows, being outside, lack of food, the cold.

So how he ended up on one those survival reality shows, ass naked in the forest in below freezing weather, he didn't know. And what evil deed he possessed to have a Bubbly, cute boy who wanted to Allie up together and thought cuddling together for warmth at night was the key to survival, he also didn't know.

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•Handwritten

Description; your soulmates first words are written in tattoo form in their handwriting when they die.

The handwriting progresses as they age, from a second graders scrawl onward. it changes into their last words when you meet your soulmate.

Why is Calums soulmates first words still in a kids' handwriting? What did that mean? Was his soulmate okay?

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Those are the Fics!

i hope those were fun to read and some interesting enough to make Fics out of ((:

ily all.