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Songs that give me flashbacks of a better time and have a deeper meaning to me: Bonnie & Clyde - YUQI Escape - Rupert Holmes Some Heroes Don’t Wear Capes - Callum Beattie Weak - AJR This Afternoon - Nickelback Wildest Dreams - Taylor Swift Prom Queen - Beach Bunny Rumors - NEFFEX Everybody Talks - Neon Trees Mr. Blue Sky - ELO Drivers License - jxdn Heaven Is A Halfpipe - OPM Cheerleader - OMI (Felix Jaehn Remix) Oh, Death - SUGR? La Di Die - Nessa Barrett, jxdn
you were, foolishly, fatally, more special to me than i ever was to you.
Brandon looked down at his spoon, just about to slurp the broth from his ramen when there was a thump. He looked up and whispered “What the fuck,” just under his breath. There was another thump but a bit more clearly now, it was coming from the door. With a loud sigh Brandon pushed his chair back, it scraped against the wooden floor and he looked down, seeing the scratches that he’d made in the past. He pushed the chair to the counter again and let his spoon clatter in his bowl. Walking towards the front door he checked his watch, it read 01:37. He clenched his jaw. Who the hell was knocking on his apartment door at this stupid time, his friends were in jail and his family were still out of town since he warned them not to come back yet. His hand reached forward and clasped around the handle, he forced it to open and it finally gave way with a long creak. Someone dropped in through the doorway, it took Brandon a minute to recognise them. They were covered in blood and seemed to have flour over them too. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out his gun and pointed it at the man who was halfway through his door on the floor. “What the fuck are you doing here, Cardew?” He spat the mans last name out and stuck his leg between the door and the rest of his apartment. The man covered in blood looked up, his brown eyes looked tired. “Brandon...I didn’t know where else to go. There’s...someone else. Someone worse. Help me, please.”
You hear a knock at your door. When you open it, you find your archnemesis sprawled out just past the threshold, battered, bruised, and very clearly only hanging onto life by a thread. “Sorry. It’s just … I didn’t know where else to go” they mutter as you look down at them.
choose a number and a character and i will write a drabble or one shot!
▻ 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓/𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓
- “ you’re gonna have to make me .”
- “ let go of me .”
- “ don’t you dare .”
- “ i wouldn’t do that if i were you .”
- “ don’t get in my way .”
- “ i won’t let you do this .”
- “ can you hear me? hey…can you hear my voice ?”
- “ hey…hey. look at me - you gotta get up. can you walk ?”
- “ did i do something wrong ?”
- “ are you avoiding me ?”
- “ did something happen to you ?”
- “ are you bleeding ?”
- “ don’t you dare touch him/her !”
- “ who did this to you ?”
- “ you know i didn’t do it !”
- “ you’re annoying, you know that ?”
- “ i don’t need your permission .”
- “ you’re not worth my time, trust me .”
- “ what? can’t take a punch ?”
- “ why won’t you just listen to me ?!”
- “ i didn’t know where else to go .”
- “ because i care about you, okay ?!”
- “ you fucking idiot - would it kill you to be careful so i don’t have to worry about your safety all the time ?”
- “ hey…come on. you’re okay, right ?”
- “ i can look after myself .”
- “ can you move ?”
- “ is that blood ?” “….no ?”
- “ don’t you trust me ?”
- “ i hate seeing you like this .”
- “ you aren’t the boss of me .”
- “ what did you just say to me .”
- “ can you shut up for once in your life ?”
- “ find somebody else to kiss your ass .”
- “ hurting you is the last thing i’d do, you know that .”
- “ you’re jealous .”
- “ i thought you were dead .”
- “ i’m not them! and i never will be !”
▻ 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅/𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐎𝐑
- “ what’s going on in that head of yours ?”
- “ i’m not gonna let that happen .”
- “ it’s okay - i got this .”
- “ we need you…i need you .”
- “ i’m here for you. always will be .”
- “ don’t push your luck .”
- “ being drunk adds value to everything else in life .”
- “ i’m here for you .”
- “ you’ll be with me, right ?”
- “ smile. it won’t kill you .”
- “ and the prodigal asshole returns .”
- “ i’m not doing anything else for men today .”
- “ that was not very progressive of you .”
- “ i’m always open to feedback that i can get defensive about and ultimately ignore .”
- “ why wouldn’t i save you ?”
- “ i just…i don’t want anything bad to happen to you .”
- “ keep it - it looks better on you, anyway .”
- “ can i walk you home ?”
- “ i just wanted to make sure you’re okay .”
- “ are you flirting or starting a fight ?”
- “ you said to be honest, stop hitting me !”
- “ he’s always been there for me when i needed him .”
- “ if i die, i’m haunting you first .”
- “ all right, miss high and mighty .”
- “ sorry, was that supposed to impress me ?”
- “ you’re insane .” “ you love me .” “ not right now, i don’t .”
- “ the flirting was to distract him .”
- “ i just asked if you wanted a drink. i didn’t ask for your whole life story .”
- “ you really can’t take a hit, can you ?”
- “ if you’re gonna act like an ass, i’m gonna treat you like an ass .”
- “ i could punch you right now .”
- “ the quickest way to a man’s heart is through his fourth and fifth ribs .”
- “ good thing i didn’t ask for your opinion .”
- “ i would have done anything for you .”
- “ i don’t get paid enough for this shit .” “ and you think i do ?”
- “ you did the best you could .”
- “ get over here, you doof .”
- “ i’d like to see you try .”
- “ rumor has it, i make you nervous .”
- “ don’t you have anything better to do ?”
- “ just keep your eyes on me, okay ?”
- “ why didn’t you tell me ?”
- “ you punched him in the face - of course he’s mad !” “ well, i’m sorry! i thought he’d be too unconscious to be mad !”
- “ being like my dad isn’t as big of an insult as you thought it would be .”
- “ don’t wink at me .”
when i’m depressed, my bed is my best friend
when i feel like this
i sleep
Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her in my arms I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.
She loved me sometimes, and I loved her too. How could one not have loved her great still eyes. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her. - Pablo Neruda
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just for fun!
if someone loved me like i loved reading 18th century law books...