"all the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water, and that's the tragedy of living." - "Corpse, stop," she pleaded with him. "No, because last time I stopped trying to get answers, you left me, and I don't want to lose you again. What the fuck happened to you?" Corpse asked, tears silently flowing down his cheeks. "I needed you..." he whispered. For a moment, Corpse saw it. She was hurting just as much as he was. It was gone before Corpse could realize it was truly there. She stood up straighter, feigning confidence with him. "Well, I wasn't there because I didn't want to be," she hissed out. "Sorry," she said sarcastically, and walked out of his apartment, slamming the door shut behind her as he crumpled to the floor. -corpse husband-

𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 the boy who lived falls for the girl who had no one

"my kids just got kicked out from school? not clickbait, in brackets sexy" "did you just say sexy?" for @letterstojoon

७ ‧₊˚ 𝒉𝒆 had never been a risk-taker, so why was she an exception? 〖 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝟣𝟤.𝟣𝟤.𝟤𝟢 〗 〖 𝗀𝖾𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗑 𝗈𝖼 〗 〖 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟣 © 〗

"holy hands look at his veins" "they'd make a good necklace, wouldn't they sweetheart?" . . . a story in which iris coronel falls for the tiktok boy that everyone talks about started: june 1, 2022 completed: september 1, 2022

TommyInnit x Fem OC ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ - when a seemingly awful donation brings them together. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "You need to stop apologizing for things you don't need to apologize for, Mil."

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.

-COMPLETED FINALLY- Planning on rewriting this in another book just to make it better than this current shit

Everywhere I go leads me back to you... everything I know brings me back to us. - Katie and Taylor never can get over each other, in fact, they've never successfully broken up. They can't seem to unravel from each others lives. Multiple years, many nights filled with stolen moments and even more spent awake wishing they had the nerve to call and admit just how much they mean to each other. We could make it better breaking every habit. Let it happen. - This is a work of fiction and I only own original characters and not Taylor Swift, her works or any other living and mentioned people. Persons and or opinions are fictional and not meant to cause harm to anyone living or dead. Do not reproduce or adapt.