Princess-Rosaline

You’re a college student, nearing the end of your first semester, living with your best friend, Slade Wilson. You’re studying for finals while sipping on (your favorite caffeinated drink) at the small kitchen table when Slade walks in, covered in blood. “Do you have any more of those?” Slade asks, pointing at your drink. “There should still be some on the counter,” you reply without looking up from your textbooks. As he pours himself a mug, Slade questions you, “So what are we going to do for your birthday next week?” “Taking finals.” “Oh, come on! You’re turning 18.

You always had a close, sometimes playfully flirtatious relationship with Steve Rogers. You didn’t want anything to come out of it, it was just some fun with a friend who made you feel good about yourself. You had your eyes on someone else, someone no one expected (unless if you read the title). You were still laying in bed, texting your best friend, and woman of your dreams, Nat. It was around half past 8 and Nat was trying to get you to train with her. You knew better, the impending bruises not beneficial compared to seeing the way her hair flows and skin glistens as she trained. Besides, you already had plans with Steve. After Nat

(NOOOOOOOOOOO has changed her username to TAMAKI PRIVATE MESSAGE ME RIGHT NOW IF YOU VALUE YOUR LIFE) RJ: New way to send a message (YESSSSSS has changed their username to Rose Loves You Tamaki!) (TAMAKI PRIVATE MESSAGE ME RIGHT NOW IF YOU VALUE YOUR LIFE has changed their username to Rosaline) TS:(Private message to Rosaline) You called…. TW: So ANYWAY….. RJ: (Private message to Your Lover

(NOOOOOOOOOOO has changed her username to TAMAKI PRIVATE MESSAGE ME RIGHT NOW IF YOU VALUE YOUR LIFE) RJ: New way to send a message (YESSSSSS has changed their username to Rose Loves You Tamaki!) (TAMAKI PRIVATE MESSAGE ME RIGHT NOW IF YOU VALUE YOUR LIFE has changed their username to Rosaline) TS:(Private message to Rosaline) You called…. TW: So ANYWAY….. RJ: (Private message to Your Lover

You sit in the car between Piggy and Cry. Stephano is in the passenger seat. Ken is driving. Everyone else was in the other car with Pewds and Marzia. Lucky them. Piggy and Cry are chatting about something that you don’t care about, making you feel like the one left out. Ken is too busy paying attention to the road to have a conversation with. And the way Stephano’s looking out the window causes you to decide it’s better not to try. ^^^^^^^^Time jump brought to you by my lazy butt You arrive back at the house carrying three bags and Piggy carrying two. PewDie is carrying all seven of Marzia’s for her. Stephano had tr

I’m from midnight coffee and late night super heroes     From novels and manga read with book lights Taylor Swift, Avril Lavigne, and Meatloaf     Dancing to loud music when home alone My mother trying too hard every night     and pancakes and poptarts everyday I’m from going to church every Sunday     until my mother worked two jobs all weekend I’m from “You can be whatever you put your mind to”     And “You can’t make money, and live, off of that” I’m from throwing away all the good ones     and wanting to make the good choice, but never being able to Where I’m from the

You were running. You couldn’t breathe. Were they still behind you? You were too scared to look. You kept on running forward. You think you hear a scream. Did you just hear a scream? You were running out of breath. And you were afraid you were going to die. These were the things you were thinking while you ran from the black sand that chased you. But then it stopped. The sense of danger was gone. But why? You stopped and turned around; half expecting a black horse to be there, half expecting to see nothing. But you were wrong. There wasn’t a black horse in front of you, or even nothing. Instead, there was a small, fat, orange man

        "Anthony!?" I ask as I knock on Anthony's bedroom door.        "One sec!" I hear him yell from inside his room. He opened the door, shirtless. "What do you need Ian?"        "I-I just wanted to ask you a question."        He walked towards his dresser. "Go on."        "I was just wondering, since tomorrow is Valentine's Day, are you going to spend the day with Kalel?" He stopped for a split second, then went back to putting a shirt on.        "No, I thought, if it's okay with you, we could eat food,watch Transformers movies  and do videos all day long."        "Sure. That sounds fun," I say before leaving Anthony's room, while d

You had won a bet against Balthazar. You had risked a lap dance in hopes of Dean and Castiel "getting together" before you and Gabriel would do the same. For some reason Balthazar believed that you and Gabriel had some weird sexual tension. That belief cost him a lap dance, and got you a date. Your winnings included of forcing Balthazar on a date with you, where he had to do whatever you wanted. And you had a plan. You had a friend that owned a cinema, allowing you to rent out the whole theater, with almost no cost, eat all the snacks you wanted, and watch the movie you had planned. Knowing Balthazar's hate for anything to do with the Titani

You are walking around the halls of a spa with your best friend, Raven. It had taken the two of you six weeks to talk the Professor into letting you go on vacation, on one condition. You had to take Erik Lehnsherr. Reluctantly, you’d agreed to the terms. You had left the man in his room to get a pedicure with Raven. Now you were walking back to your rooms. “Oh, by the way, I broke it off with Erik, again,” she says in front of your room door. It wasn’t that big of a surprise with their on-again off-again relationship. What did surprise you were the butterflies in your stomach. “What happened this time?” y