y/n gets stuck in London after losing their passport. In their franticness, they call their friend Clay, who seems to have a solution. He has a friend named George who lives nearby who could take y/n in. y/n has no choice but to say yes, so now they have plans to stay with a stranger for three months, without even kno...
"But what if Clay didn't know?" I grab his hand, "Think about it. If he doesn't know then we can make sure we actually work before we tell him." He lets that sink in for a second. "Y/n, i understand what you're saying" he says slowly, "but I need to hear exactly what you're thinking we do about it?" I give him a smil...
"Can I tell you a secret?" he says in a hushed voice in the ill-illuminated room. "Spill," I smiled, thinking it was going to be something stupid like he peed his bed till he was six. Those were the kind of secrets we've been blurting out for the past thirty minutes as the tiredness of the late night got to us. "I'm D...
"Counterattack?? What do you think this is? A war?" Quackity shakes his head on stream. "you up for a raid war quackity?" the donation runs through. "Oh yeah, y/nmoo, this means war!" Quackity smiles.
"Don't be losers," I tell the boys as I climb onto the rock. "Come on, guys. Enjoy life." "It seems like you might hurt yourself," Dream shakes his head, taking a cautious step forward." "I'm just living a little." I shrug. "All we have is now anyways." (NOT A POLY FF) tw: angst, blood, mature language and jokes, drin...
when being secretly in love with your best friend, and when you're friends with benefits with your faceless friend.. two confessions could ruin it, and a decision must be made - - - Alex Quackity has been a friend for a long time, and being in love with your best friend is hard. Especially when he's getting married, b...
they could only ever be best friends. that is until one night they want to be pretend to be somebody else. anybody else in the whole world, and they choose lovers. "do you ever just want to be somebody else for a night?" I ask him as he takes another sip of his drink. He makes a face as the alcohol slides down his th...
"What are you doing in my kitchen?" he asks groggily as he makes his way over to the barstools. I laugh at the way he rubs his eyes. "Making pancakes." He squints up at me, hangover all over his face. "Why are you doing it so early in the morning?" "First of all, it's noon." I shake my head as I flip a pancake over. "...
"Absolutely not." My voice is lined with disgust. "Oh come on," Dream is still trying to convince me, "It's just a car ride." "Yeah a thirty-six hour one." I turn to George, who's sitting in the passenger seat. "Thirty-six hours with you." a story in which y/n is stuck on a thirty-six hour car ride with their online r...
a sequel to 'It Started with a Raid War'... "We were supposed to be together," I say quietly, "What happened to us?" He puts his head in his hand for a moment. "I don't know, y/n. I wish I could tell you." "I wish you could too."