To be fair last night's events are not my fault. In no way what so ever am I to blame. No even a little bit. I am completely 100% not to blame.

I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare. I hate your big, dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick — It even makes me rhyme. I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh — Even worse when you make me cry. I hate i

Sentence prompt from tumblr. It's oneshot, happy ending I promise. Remus walks in on a very wet very naked Sirius in his flat which he was sure he had locked before he left.

So what if Barry hadn't gotten off the train? If he had stayed with Felicity talking about what they can be? BarryxFelicity

"I should try that, yeah I can do that. Why should I torture myself over him, it was some stupid kiss I bet you could have done better." Want to find out? {Kira Malia} with background Stydia.

"Hi there what's so fun down here?" He smirked, fucking smirked. I wanted to wipe that fucking thing off of his face.

The ever after of the threesome. Karma jealous, but of who? Liam of kissing Amy or of Amy for kissing him back? Warning contains spoilers and is rated T for language.

Maybe people should learn to be clear when they start hooking up. Rated T for language and mentions of sex.