Slushie Stories

Barry just wants a normal life, well about as normal as it can get when you're the speedster of central city. Then Barry finds an angry Latino shouting about a lost purse This is my first fanfiction, it is very random so bear with me. Barry x Iris (There goes any person with a slight interest of reading) Disclaimer I have not watched glee so some facts may be unreliable so sorry about that. This happens after Devoe and Nora never showed up. Characters belong to The Flash and Glee

Them niggas tryna fuck my bitch like she a mo fucking ragdoll nigga. Fuck they and they motha. not a bitch boy 4 life.

A story of a biscuit who is a slushie who is a grasshole to her

You should smile more.

lol fuck this shit this is a joke

Move over Veronica. JD had met someone else and her name is Slushie.

S l u s h i e. . .

Elijah is the most popular boy in school, while Maya is ordinary and is not well known. Maybe she's not as boring as she seems, but she is never noticed, until she meets Elijah outside of target one day. She wants to be with him, and it seems like he likes her back, but he has a girlfriend. So how the hell will she get the guy? ⚠️THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN NO SMUT BECAUSE I READERS UNDER 18 BE ABLE TO READ IT⚠️

Originally this was just to help my wife with some characters for a story of hers, but I think I'm gonna start posting random shit and things I want to share with people, mostly my wife and our spawns tho. Might contain some art. Mostly gay but still art.

A collection of my drabbles.

After getting hit with the slushy Kurt takes Blaine to the hospital. This is the aftermath of what happened in the parking garage. Spoilers for 'Michael'. Three-Shot. Klaine

-FROM MY STORY ON QUOTEV.- “It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.” - E.E. Cummings. What just happened? Everything was going so well, but it all just went by in a blur. Blaine was on the ground, screaming in agony and the Warbler just walked away. What happened? They couldn't be like that, The Warblers weren't like that, but now? They were different. ''In the end, the only person you can rely on is yourself.''

Alexandra Pruitt was your perky social girl who had been deemed as the 'perfect girl with a perfect life' at her public school. She had the looks, the style, the grace. But her father drops the bomb that her new school would be in a preppy snob school otherwise known as Bristdale. In other words, a school where only the richest girls went because it was a buttload of cash a year. And that's when Alexandra Elizabeth Pruitt gets the nickname 'Slushie'.

Słone krople skapywały na błękitne kafelki, niczym deszcz, który osiadłszy na krańcach dachu pozbawionego rynny, skapywał od nadmiaru wody i odbijał się od chodnika w akompaniamencie głuchego postuku. Dobiegająca zza drzwi okropnie głośna muzyka, wydająca się sprawiać, że bębenki uszne mogłyby spokojnie pęknąć, zdawała się łączyć z biciem mojego serca. Przyprawiała mnie o dreszcze, sprawiała, że było mi niedobrze. Pustka, która wypełniała mój zniszczony emocjonalnie umysł, zdawała się być czarną dziurą, która z każdą kolejną sekundą pochłaniała mnie coraz bardziej, zatapiając mnie w swojej zimnej, bolesnej otchłani. Zakrywając dłońmi uszy, szarpałem włosy, starając się uspokoić oddech i myśli. Jednak ta myśl, że zostałem całkiem sam, pośrodku wszechświata; bez nikogo, kto mógłby teraz pomóc mi wydostać się w klatki zapomnienia i załamania. Straciłem nadzieję, że jeszcze jest dla mnie ratunek. I wtedy... ktoś zapukał do drzwi.

god why the fuck am I like this

The Losers need some way to hang out where Henry and the other bullies couldn't reach them, so they started a fake glee club at school. {completed July 5th 2020. May re write the end later. this fic is cringe my newer stuff is better I swear}