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A: "Nice top!"

B: "Thanks, I bottom him myself."

A: ". . .I meant your shirt. . ."

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"Well, since he's right in front of you on the floor with six bullets in his head, I'd say it's hard to miss him too."

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"So, what was your favorite part about this case?"

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"So, what was your favorite part about this case?"

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"hmmm. . .When you died."

". . .Excuse me—" His sentence is cut shorts as they plunge a knife into their chest.

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> characters in a full circle polyrelationship

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> characters in a full circle polyrelationship

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random person having a convo: "so, do you have a boyfriend?"
No. 1: *starts to say three* . . .four-
no. 4, from distance: YOU WERE GONNA SAY THREE- WHAT AM I?
No. 1, yelling back: HOMICIDAL! *sips drink and turns to the person they were talking to* "excuse him he's kind of like the corner gremlin, we all take turn feeding and walking and cuddling with it but he mostly just sits there surrounded by immense amounts of gay"

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". . .And now," the elderly woman in a skirt that I deemed too short to be appropriate for her age, "a graceful curtsey from the lord and ladies' daughter."

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". . .And now," the elderly woman in a skirt that I deemed too short to be appropriate for her age, "a graceful curtsey from the lord and ladies' daughter."

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I dipped my hands the middle of my—Much longer—Skirt and bent my right ankle behind my left, dropping my head parallel with my collarbone.
"Perfect." The woman said, gently placing four of her fingers in her opposite palm.
"Etiquette from a lady during a coming of age party is of the utmost importance. You will want to walk and act with poise and grace."
But I don't. I can't stand it here. a pale face in the mirror that isn't mine. a child of rich people. A child who's life I might as well have stolen off of the street. This isn't me. This isn't me. This isn't me.
Her fingers came to lift my chin up from where I gazed at the cobblestone path.
She stared with a small smile.
"You will not disappoint." Her voice was kind while her stare was anything but, dripping with greed. I am but a pawn I suppose. Meant to mother whatever ungrateful whelps a suitor probably much colder than I would make me carry.
I sucked in an unsteady breath, feeling her fingertips burn into my skin.
Her head tilted to the left, eyeing my cheeks from side to side.
"Oh, darling, what a gluttonous pig you've become, you cheeks are more rounder than they were yesterday!" she tutted, dropping her hands. "You'll have to keep away from lunch today. Pity." Pity doesn't even begin to describe it. Starvation, maybe, but pity surely wasn't it.
She dropped a heavy sigh and let go of me, pushing me out of her way.
"You should go inside for now." she dismissed me. I left without a word.

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She leaned into and whispered seductively in his ear, "Try if you can, I eat my weight in carbs everyday."

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Okay so I'm not gonna be writing dialogue cause I'm too lazy but-
Instead of enemies to lovers, why not lovers to enemies EXECPT ITS NOT CLICHE HEAR ME OUT
Okay so the protag and antag were madly in love with each other, everyone sa them as perfect.
Lets say that they are royalty for the hell of ot, the protag has a bit more power then the antag but they both rule the same country
The protag starts noticing subtle differences in the antag, their personality slowly changes and they become power hungry and corrupted, very mentally unstable. Then, they decide they are going to take over the country, aay from the protag. they try to kill the protag in sleep but cant bring themselves to do it. blah blah make up some stuff, antag gets puts in jail lets say but has outside connections and they bail him out. Then, he decides he is going to start a army and go to war with the protag. It would certainly be interesting

-Xiv

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YOOOOOO petition for my bsf to write more of the London bridge story

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YOOOOOO petition for my bsf to write more of the London bridge story

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"Heyyyyy the new iPhone launched today I'm gonna trade mine in."

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"Heyyyyy the new iPhone launched today I'm gonna trade mine in."

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The second took a deep sigh, "LIKE WHY THE FUCK DID OUR PAST GENERATIONS THINK "OH WE'L HAVE FLYING CARS IN 2020" AND THE MOST EXCITING THING IN 2022 WE HAVE IS FUCKING GLOW IN THE DARK CONDOMS-" the rushed and distressed voice showed their aggravation.

"Yeah. . .Cool. . .See ya later-"

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"Haha yeah," She chuckled to the other girl across the dinner table, "Imagine me being. . .Gay. . ."

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"Haha yeah," She chuckled to the other girl across the dinner table, "Imagine me being. . .Gay. . ."

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In that moment her hopes and dreams were crushed by the one she hoped to share them with.

"Honestly, I'd probably block you and unfriend you." The second jokingly replied, "But it's fine, you're straight that's all that matters! Hunter seems like a great guy."

To think I love you. . .

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"Imagine; Me, a gum wrapper, a battery, and my imagination." She smiled, pulling the objects from her orange pockets.

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"Imagine; Me, a gum wrapper, a battery, and my imagination." She smiled, pulling the objects from her orange pockets.

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"You're going to start a fire?"

"Correction, I'm committing arson." She pulled the gum wrapper until it was thinnest in the middle and held either end of the wrapper to either end of the battery.
The middle of the wrapper smoked after a minutes and lit a tiny flame.

"Oh god you weren't fucking kidding—GIVE ME THAT!" He dove after the battery in her hand. "Give. Me. That. You. Tiny. ARSONIST!" he grunted in between every word as she dodged his every move.

By now the flame had gone to either side of the gum wrapper.

"Oops," she 'dropped' the battery and wrapper onto the prison cot.

"Well, that's one way to do it I suppose."

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"I dabble in writing. . . I'm not actually, like, good though."

"I doubt that," a charming smile spreads across his face.

"Really, my stories are meager at best."

He sips his tea.  She could tell he was thinking up something, as he tap tap tapped away on the table with his index finger.

"Say, why don't you let me have a look?  Honestly, people are complicated, but usually are better than they'd think."

"Never!" she laughed, joking, "God, it's not even that important to begin with."

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"Hey, what are you doing all the way in the capita—"

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"Hey, what are you doing all the way in the capita—"

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"I-i-i-i- I'm a lesbian send me away now-"
". . .You're LITERALLY a gay man!"
I sipped my McDonalds tea and shrank back in my seat.
"That's right fruity boy, drink your tea." He said from beside me.
"Worth a shot? I was hoping I'd be sent home."

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"Why did you tell me you loved me? Why did you have to make me care about everything again? Why can't I just suck it up and deal with my life?"

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They nodded, gulping thickly "Open it."
"One three...One...Two...Three!" without further preparation they yanked on the door as hard as they could.
The door sprung open, nearly missing my nose.
What we saw behind the door was more horryfing than we were lead to believe.

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"You're not replaceable! You told me that you'd be gone for a week, you said you'd be back and I—

SNAP! her hand went flying across his face, tears brewing like a storm in her eyes.

"Three years," she sniffled, "And you didn't think to come find me? I was tied up in a cage the size of a castle by my own fucking brother." Her face was mildly red.

"So please," she sucked in a sharp breathe, tearing her eyes away from this pathetic gaze, "Tell me I'm "not replaceable" and actually mean it."

"What?" Air exited his lungs like he'd been punched and left winded.

"Yeah so. . .Some friend you were." She turned around gripping her shoulders tightly.

"You weren't there, you didn't come to help me out. You just sat there with your fucking boyfriend and forgot all about me. . ."

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"London bridge" (I HAVE BEEN WANTING TO WRITE THIS FOR WEEKS JFHJD)

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"London bridge" (I HAVE BEEN WANTING TO WRITE THIS FOR WEEKS JFHJD)

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"Shall we m`lady?" the charming, tall man said helping the the princess get into the carriage "Yes my kind sir" she said with a soft giggle leaving her lips. "Oh~ my kind prince." she said softly leaning on the prince's shoulder "Yes princess?" "I wish the London bridge would just fall already, its blocking the beautiful sunset view" she said sighing "Anything for you princess~" he mutters under his breath "Hm?" he hums questioning "Oh nothing" he smiles warmly at the sight of his beautiful wife to be.
At the ball they danced the night away. they were so in love.
the next day the princess wakes up. alone. "PRINCE? MY PRINCE? WHERE ARE YOU?" she yells across the castle. she looks out her window to try and spot her prince, all she saw was the London bridge falling down. "the london bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down. the london bridge is falling down,,,,, my. fair. lady~" the prince sung as he walks away from the burning bridge.

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I WILL LINK MY LONG ASS STORY HERE THE GRAMMAR AND POV'S ARE AWFUL CAUSE IT'S OLD BUT I'M GOING THROUGH IT

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I WILL LINK MY LONG ASS STORY HERE THE GRAMMAR AND POV'S ARE AWFUL CAUSE IT'S OLD BUT I'M GOING THROUGH IT

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https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Gr2FDEnnaLnyt5KNT1nYL-tgEY--Rst_EvCLAHh0k5U/edit?usp=sharing

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"Ew!!" she yelled as i puked in bathroom. my stomach wrenching. the pain is unbearable! "What the hell-" i thought "what is wrong with me?"

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"Ew!!" she yelled as i puked in bathroom. my stomach wrenching. the pain is unbearable! "What the hell-" i thought "what is wrong with me?"

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I called my mom. no answer. my dad didnt either. Shit. All I could do was lie down on the cot in the nurses office. Once again I was puking my guts out. All I could think was "why dont you care more? I wanna live with grandma and grandpa" I cried for a while.

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"Remember when you and yer cousin would kiss n the lips ??" 

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"Remember when you and yer cousin would kiss n the lips ??" 

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Uh yes actually we were both 7 and didnt know better and thats how i knew i was pan lol

(True story lmao)

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"I mean can you really believe that? They said my son was dating a MAN! She clearly only dresses that way to be hip and cool cause she's a teenager. We all had that phase!"

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"I mean can you really believe that? They said my son was dating a MAN! She clearly only dresses that way to be hip and cool cause she's a teenager. We all had that phase!"

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". . .Mark. . ." The girl said, tapping his shoulder.

"Yeah?" he responded, sipping his bourbon and turning around.

"Daren is a boy. . .Biologically and legally. . .He just has a more feminine body attributes-"

"SHE'S A WHAT?!" Mark panicked, turning red in the face, "MY SON IS DATING A WHAT?!"

"He, Mark," She said as she poured her tequila over his head and stormed out of the bar.
"What a prick," she lit a cigarette and took a long drag from it, "Too bad they're both already in Cali. . . I'll call Daren in the morning."

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"I don't get you!" he pointed the gun at her forehead, "Do you love me or do you love my money."
The girl thought about it for a moment, her smile turned wicked and unapologetic, "Neither, I really only liked your dick!" and she laughed maniacally after that, "But even then. . .I could have gone for better."
There was a small pause, a brief intermission that seemed to make the tension thicker by the second.
"Very well then," he closed his eyes and pulled the trigger.
A small 'click' came from the gun. The girl's laugh rose.
"AHAAAAAAAA you really thought I was gonna let you shoot me dead? Oh no," she reached out her supposedly tied up left hand to cup his mortified face.
"Your binding methods are pure shit. and you're not the best and hiding your guns, or checking the barrels." with her other hand that was also supposedly 'tied up' she pulled a small bullet.
"Jackass," she muttered, her tone going flat as she kneed him in the groin.

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forbidden love a boy traumatized from his past the other boy is fucking clueless and dense 

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forbidden love a boy traumatized from his past the other boy is fucking clueless and dense 

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they love one another but his mom and the other ones dad dont like gayes owo

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prompt
A "Lighten up, have someone shove their dick up your ass."
B "I did, just this morning. It was his,"
A "It was his?"
C "It was mine?"
B "It was his."
A ". . ."
B "YOU WERE THERE-"
C "Oh yeah-"

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"Do you remember that time we went swimming in your cousin's pool in the middle fo the night?"

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"Do you remember that time we went swimming in your cousin's pool in the middle fo the night?"

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"You mean the time you accidentally tried to drown me? Yeah, like it was yesterday."
"it was an honest mistake. . .I thought you were a rock!"
"In a swimming pool?"

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"You don't love me, do you?" They whispered, spinning in a circle in tune with the music.

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"You don't love me, do you?" They whispered, spinning in a circle in tune with the music.

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The room reeked of booze, sweat, and vomit. Everyone still danced like nothing was wrong. Like everything was perfect.
"I-I. . ." The other paused, unable to form basic communicative words.

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"You have do decide, Rose. Do you love him or do you not."

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"You have do decide, Rose. Do you love him or do you not."

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"I don't know. . .I dated him for two days twice in the past week. I like what he does just not. . ." She paused, "Y'know what never mind. Fuckkit." and she continued to shovel dirt onto the corpse below her. The dirt hit the body with a thousand light thuds. In the past three days she's murdered a man, broken a second's heart, and. . .