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"(Name) get in this selfie." "No thanks." "I will drag you over here" "Isn't a selfie supposed to be by yourself?" "Not if I want to take a picture with my girlfriend." "But your just going to post it on Instagram right?" "Don't forget Snapchat, Facebook, and Twitter." "Oh you forgot Myspace" (Name) said sarcastitly Dave stared at (Name) for a moment then sighed, "Ok if you want to play that way", he went on his camera roll and began scrolling down. (Name) got curious and looked over his shoulder. "What are you looking for?" Dave pretended he didn't hear (Name) and kept his focus on the screen. After a couple minutes he stopped scrolli

You held Dave's hand as you walked home from school. You were going to do some 'studying' or at least that's what you told your parents. You smiled at him as he dragged you into his home. "Bro, I'm h...oly fucking shit." Dave started. You looked up and saw Mr. Strider there stark naked. You blushed, you couldn't help but stare. I mean all the Striders were freaking hot! "(Naaaame), I didn't know your were chillin' with the lil'man today." He said. "Yes you did you fucking asshole! I told you this morning! You can't keep doing this every time I bring someone over." Dave yelled. You smiled a bit and waved, "U-Uh, hey Mr. Strider." "(Name)

Magic!Bullied!Reader x Magic!Dave || Winter Days || Let it Go [Pssst! Your power is based on the one Elsa has in the movie Frozen. You have the ability to basically do anything with ice and snow etc. Aw yeha] Don't let them in Don't let them see ------ Winter was your favorite holiday, where all the snow surrounded people. The cold didn't really bother you, considering your whole life you grew up living in it. You couldn't quite control what was happening to you, though. You would occasionally touch a pencil, and it would have frost growing onto it already, making you wear (f/c) gloves to school. Now, some assholes decided that what you

Drunken Dave [Drunk!Dave X Reader] "Holy fucking shit Dave, you don't look so hot! What happened?" "[N- *Hic!* -Name]. The―the SHIT, YEAH, happened." "That's not an answer!" "Ff―fine, I took a LITTLE sip of alcohol." "Oh. My. God-- A LITTLE SIP MY ASS!" What the hell were you doing all up in this mess? What did you ever do to deserve this sort of torture?! What went so wrong that Dave turned out this...this... FUCKED UP?! It all started when John switched the apple juice and the alcohol at Dave's house. Sadly enough, you were there with him, and when you got there, he was dancing in front of a TV with the cooking channel o

Trigger Warning: #swearing #sexual themes ___________________________________________________________ N-no! Please (Y/n)! You can't leave me!! Not like this!! Please! You have to live!! No... No!!! I jolted awake, my eyelids flying open as I sat up from the bed, looking at my surroundings frantically. My heart was pounding loudly, my chest falling and rising in a quick manner; each breath being inhaled as full on gasps of air, almost like I wasn't breathing at all and my lungs were dying from lack of oxygen. The room was dark and quiet, only sounds of my rapidly beating heart and my quivering breath were to be heard. I looked around the

You skipped over to the Vargas' household.  You had gotten an odd phone call from Feli, one of your best friends.  He had asked you to come over and cook him something to eat.  You were confused on why Lovi, your other best friend and Feli's twin brother, hadn't cooked him anything, or why Feli hadn't cooked anything himself.  You rang their doorbell and a white face Lovino opened the door frantically. "_____!! Thank god you are here!!  Something is terribly wrong with Feliciano!!" he cried worriedly.  You shushed him and asked what was wrong. "What's wrong?! WHAT'S WRONG!? What's wrong is that Feli didn't ask me to cook him pasta when he w

Nothing is True, Everything is Permitted "Is that her?" I looked down at the street below me from the rooftops of Venice ... watching [Name] go about her daily life, without a care or worry in the world. I, however, was an assassin ... "Si, that's [Name]" I said, keeping a close watch on her "Lovino, my friend, why don't you tell me why you watch her at every opportunity you get?" I looked up at my friend, Ezio Auditore da Firenze, who was also my superior. I had joined the ranks of the Assassins to bring justice to the streets of Italy once more. Ezio had seen me being attacked by a group of thugs, and because he saw that I had talent,

You were folding, yet again, another marguerite. What can you say? You loved making an origami marguerite. It was just so complicated and difficult that it kinda challenged you to make it perfectly, and now that you did, well, you just couldn't stop yourself anymore. You loved making flower origami-- all kinds of it actually. May it be paper planes, boats, flowers or animals, you were never too tired to try an learn a new type of fold. And since you were quite well with your hands , nothing ever stopped you to do so. "What the fuck it that?" A certain brunette blurted out besides you, his face painted with a look of disgust. It didnt really