"𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾, 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾, 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗋 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅... 𝖤𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋." - High school sweethearts meet by chance the very first day of the year, as they try and rekindle their long lost admiration for each other... Or more accurately, coming to terms with how t...
for the stories that weren't long enough to be turned into books mcyt x reader oneshots that include: -dream -george -sapnap -wilbur -alex quackity -techno -karl jacobs & more! didn't think I'd have to make this disclaimer but: Y/N is written as 18+ whether the age is mentioned or not. The only exception with this...
// NO SMUT DONT BE WEIRD // 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘, 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐬 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐥 :) 𝐌𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 �...
𝗠𝗖𝗬𝗧 𝗢𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘁𝘀丨"𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘬𝘺."
𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐌 +𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 🎧 IMAGINES AND PREFERENCES ₊⊹ ⤷‧₊˚﹟ ⋆ 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵, i write about pretty boys who play minecraft ₊⊹ DISCONTINUED !!!!! ﹟ @DUMBGOGY 2021 ❜ !*. 🦷 ˚⁺. 𖦹 (username has since been changed)
24 new emails looked back at you from the screen. You could feel the headache setting in, but you opened your email anyway, looking through the new messages. Two from your statistics professor, about a new assignment, another one from the RA in the dorm building, one from the admissions office, about your application...
You set your phone down when a customer walked in - a boy with fluffy brown hair and an oversized jumper. You watched him wander between the shelves for a few moments, looking sort of lost, as most boyfriends and/or husbands did when they came looking for gifts. Shame too - he was cute. Still, you walked around the co...
Mrs T clapped her hands, eyebrows raised and a smile curving at her lips. "Exactly y/n, you start with your heading, you say dear and then the person you are talking to, and then put a comma. Then you put a space under it and say what you want to say. Then you say from, comma, and then your name. But..." Mrs T.'s eyes...
The door opened, and you were faced with a young man about your age. He filled the whole doorframe with his height, though he was kind of lanky looking. A few brown fluffy curls stuck out from underneath his beanie, and he wore glasses, looking down at you. "Oh, you are rather tall." You said, the words slipping out...