𝐐𝐮𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐗 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ❝ IF i'm just a ... stupid twitch thot then why are your clothes still in my room? ❞ IN WHICH alex thinks he can just get what he wants and get away with it. © - 𝟚𝟘𝟙𝟡

I'm so glad I answered that one call. ♡

"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 they've really felt since they've left each other's lives. [ ~86,000 words ] - In all honesty it's kinda just an English Telenovela. Started February ended August 7th 2020. - Inspired by Neil Sedaka's song Calendar Girl. - All rights reserved, story written by @giolibi 2020

a sequel to 'It Started with a Raid War'... "We were supposed to be together," I say quietly, "What happened to us?" He puts his head in his hand for a moment. "I don't know, y/n. I wish I could tell you." "I wish you could too."

Imagines about the one and only, Quackity! I'm not taking requests but if you have any ideas on something I should write, private message me and I'll consider it:) These are Quackity x female reader! :)

quackityhq ; soulmate au a story about two streamers who spend their daily lives in front of a computer screen trying to find their soulmate. "dearest soulmate, how can i find you,,?" - a quackity // alexis × male!reader

Two YouTubers, two secret admirers of each other. Soon enough, their simple crushes will hit a little close to home. ~ Dw no abuse, daddy issues, or car crashes involved lol ~ Beautiful cover art created by @whitegoggles <3 ~ #1 in quackity #1 in youtube #1 in commentary ~ 1.1.19 - 3.22.20

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 to the study abroad program, one from your American history professor- Hold the phone. You rapidly clicked on the email from the admissions office, scanning through the paragraphs. Reviewing your application to the program... taking into account your grades and your major... looking at schools in the area... pleased to say we can accept you into the program. Accepted. Part of you had forgotten that you had applied in the first place; it had been months ago back at the end of last semester, and then you had gone home for the summer and put it behind you. But being back at school had brought it to the forefront of your mind again. This was great. You had needed some good news today. Turning up the music, you danced out of your desk chair and jumped around the room a little, excited. You were going to Mexico for a semester. You could already picture it now - warm weather, good food, and firsthand experience speaking Spanish for at least six months, maybe more. Not to mention all the adventures you could have in a foreign country. This would be something you would remember for years, and just thinking about it made your day better.

"𝑖 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢," "𝑤𝑜𝑤 𝑖 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑖 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑟~"