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Just a simple BlackButlerFanfic. A SebastainxReader. Yeah.
All made by myself. They are all horror stories that are two sentences or sometimes one sentence long. I hope you enjoy these stories that will make you shiver.
Reagan Evans happens to sit next to Chandler Riggs on the bus and they kiss n stuff (This is a small summary of what happens and the lack of imagery and supporting details is a pattern throughout the story so that's fun. I'm also rewriting this to make it not so cringeworthy woo!) **read if u want it's really stupid...
This story contains: •abuse •physical self harm •foul language •the use of drugs/alcohol •smoking •suicidal mentionings •sex or sexual behavior If you are sensitive to this behavior click out now, I have warned you. ~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~| Elizabeth Ryans was always a trouble-maker. She smoked, and she got in fight...
bad boy noun 1. a man who does not conform to approved standards of behavior, especially in a particular sphere of activity. 2. Top Definition: badboy; a young man who has many characteristics of a naughty boy: he's independent and willful a man who says or does things that shock other people
"i don't want to be a good girl anymore" "then come with me" ©playdated 2016
carl grimes imagines and Chandler Riggs imagines . hope you will enjoy :-) [note, the beginning may have wrong spelling and horrible descriptive stuff] ©playdated 201-
"Love seeketh not itself to please, nor for itself hath any care, but for another gives its ease, and builds a Heaven in Hell's despair." Raised in Brooklyn, sent to a boarding school in Atlanta because of smuggling drugs and achohol under the age of 18, Chandler and Riley meet. Although, they were punks, they had two...
i concealed the purple bruises on my neck with my long, brown hair, not wanting anyone to see them. "chandler, the hickeys you gave me-" "shh, they're love bites." - in which a young girl meets a young boy by the name of chandler.
I lay there.. thinking. What if I didn't agree to go with Chris to that party? What if I never got drunk? I wouldn't have ever felt his warm lips on mine. His hands in my hair. His lips speaking words of comfort in my ears. I lied when I said I never wanted to have a boyfriend. I lied when I said I never wanted to l...