This 😍 One if the best concepts I’ve read for a longggg time
Warnings: Language
Words: 2.9k
Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader
Summary: You only thought Ransom was an asshole, wait until you meet his family. Sequel to My Oh My & Trouble
Song: In the Dark by Camila Cabello
Thank you @hysteria87 and @sagechanoafterdark for supporting me with this annoyingly lovable asshole.
*Spoiler free: no movie connections whatsoever.
“No.”
Your answer is quick, and Ransom flicks his eyes up at you over the top of his laptop screen, watching as you shake your head adamantly.
“Hell no.”
“Why not?” he questions, obviously annoyed by your quick response.
For the last two weeks your free time has been filled with his smug, arrogant ass. You’ve been fielding question after question on Steve’s life and maybe it’s selfish, but you just want a weekend to yourself.
You keep your attention on the towels your folding. They’re still warm – fresh from the dryer. “I – I have a date.”
“Since when?” he’s not convinced.
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The Nightmare Before Christmas 1993 | dir. Henry Selick
What advice would you give women struggling to find their self-worth?
Ovie > everything 😍😍😍😍
unbothered.
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OMFG. I came across this having been reposted and wowwwww... it’s so gut wrenching. I don’t know what it is exactly in your writing but it flowed perfectly for the story and you wrote her in a way where I sympathise with her despite what she’s done.
Amazing @shawnsorangeglasses ☺️
idea and proofreading credit to @rulerofnocountry. this one really put me out of my comfort zone and i thank you for that 💛.
synopsis: Months of sneaking around with his social media manager finally catches up with Shawn when he has to confront her about where they stand
warnings: angssstt, and a smidgen allusion to sex
sorry in advance
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He wakes up in the middle of the night again. Brian is still snoring in bed on his side of the hotel room. Shawn sits up, rubbing his face, then falls back into his pillow, which is now warm and damp from his sweat. That had to be the worst dream to date. It was the kind you get where you’re not totally asleep, just hallucinating. Everyone he knew had him surrounded, yelling and screaming at him, but no sound came out of their mouths.
Shawn flips his pillow over to the cool side and buries his face, hoping to find some relief. His hand bumps into his phone on the bed sheets so he unlocks it. She still hasn’t texted back.
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i love healthy communication and tight hugs and soft kisses