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“You know what I’m going to do? I’m going to get in my sweats and eat in bed.”

“That’s an every night thing for you, Courtney...” Alaska laughed and plopped down on Courtney’s bed with their stack of snacks. “You know what I’m going to do? Not text Sharon and regret that I never did...” She said and opened her bag of chips, offering one to her friend. “What’s going on with your love life?”

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F.R.I.E.N.D.S Starter Meme [1]

*Note: The pronouns now are simply ‘they/them’ from what has been said originally. Simply change it to whoever you’re sending it to, or keep it gender neutral. Feel free to change the quote, add on to it, or whatever you need to suit your character when sending!

“Wow. I definitely did not see that one backfiring.”

“Help me get this mini fridge past the security guard.”

“Yeah, I’ve been there my friend.”

“This doesn’t make me like you any better.”

“Well, with a regular (person), it’s bad. With (Name) – Oh, dear God!”

“We will give you ten dollars.”

“Wow, you’re good! After this, we should solve crimes.”

“I am better than great, I’m good.”

“I like being on my own, I’m, uh, better off this way. I’m a lone wolf. Y'know, a loner. Alone… All alone. Forever. What’s a wolf gotta do to get a hug around here?!”

“I won’t be speaking with you for several weeks.”

“Honey, I wish you’d get over (them). I hate seeing you like this. Is there anything I can do? Do you want to look down my top?”

“What the mother crap is up with this stuff?!”

“You know what I’m going to do? I’m going to get in my sweats and eat in bed.”

“I’ve dreamed about this for years! *Nervous laughter* Why have I not been preparing?”

‘Okay, I’ll give you one chance to change my mind. You got one minute.”

“Well, maybe you could date (them), then. That would save me the trouble of killing (them).”

“Yeah I know. You’re a bit of a drama queen.”

“Oh, hey, (Name). I’m so glad someone’s here. Could you zip me up?”

“Oh my God, I want to trade lives with (Name)?!”

“Uh, look, I don’t normally ask out (people) that I meet in coffee houses.”

“I’m an idiot.”

“I always knew there was something weird about that dude.”

“Okay, so, all right I haven’t been in a relationship that lasted longer than a month.”

“You know, I’m trying to remember the last time I opened a door and you weren’t there.”

“I just think there’s somebody better out there for you.”

“I think I can make you happy.”

“In fact, I’ll close my eyes to make it less awkward.”

“What’s going on?”

“Well, let’s see – the first one is, I don’t want to, and the second one – I’m not going.”

“You need to learn some new slang.”

“You have to do something. Knock that door down!”

“I would, but I bruise like a peach.”

“I guess they’re not coming. Want to just order?”

“That’s a great story. Can I eat it?”

“If you were bigger, you’d hit me, huh?”

“They are without a doubt the funniest (person) I ever met!”

“Have you not talked about it yet?”

“To be honest, I think I’d prefer the five dollars.”

“Why do you care so much?”

“Oh, I forgot how hot he/she is.”

“Oh, I forgot how hot (they) are.”

“(Name), why did you lie to me about working here?”

“Because I was ashamed, okay?”

“I sold out for the cash.”

“I’m sorry, too.”

“We’re going to figure this out.”

“But… you suck.”

“Are they still looking for us?”

“You know, we as a group, are not the coolest.”

“I mean, you just went out with my best friend.”

“You’re a pain in the ass, (Last Name or Name).”

“Damn it, man, pull yourself together!”

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[text]: Oh my god... Fine.

Storming back up toward the rooms, Justin couldn't wrap his head around why he was so willing to miss a date night with Sharon. Maybe it was for his friendship with Jerick, perhaps for underlying feelings, or maybe even just because he was being ignorant. No matter what the reason, he found himself drifting up to the room he shared with them, entering with food for two, setting it aside as he laid on his bed. Looking over at his redheaded friend, Justin pouted, "are you glad? I'm in bed! I still don't understand why you wanted me in here?" As his brown eyes traced the outline of Jerick's body, they stopped at the season five victor's neck that was covered in freshly fading bruises. "Did Sharon leave those?"

[text]: It's been 87 years, are you ever going to come back to your bed or should I start renting it out?

[text]: Oh my god noooo… Not my side of the bed. It’s /miiiiine/.

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[text]: I'm not with Sharon yet. I'm picking up dinner. [text]: And if I go to bed, rather than showing up... [text]: She's not gonna be happy.

[text]: It's been 87 years, are you ever going to come back to your bed or should I start renting it out?

[text]: Oh my god noooo… Not my side of the bed. It’s /miiiiine/.

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[text]: So what? Neither were you and Robbie, but you two were still in love. [text]: Not as comfy as laying against Sharon.

[text]: It's been 87 years, are you ever going to come back to your bed or should I start renting it out?

[text]: Oh my god noooo… Not my side of the bed. It’s /miiiiine/.

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[text]: Its kind of like I belong to her. [text]: In a loving way, of course... [text]: I would come back right now, but I'm extremely comfy right where I am. [unsent]: And I don't want to come back and hear you talk about Robbie, it still hurts me...

[text]: It's been 87 years, are you ever going to come back to your bed or should I start renting it out?

[text]: Oh my god noooo… Not my side of the bed. It’s /miiiiine/.

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[text]: Maybe? [text]: At least I have a couple points under my belt. [text]: Why are you so anxious for me to get back to the room???

[text]: It's been 87 years, are you ever going to come back to your bed or should I start renting it out?

[text]: Oh my god noooo… Not my side of the bed. It’s /miiiiine/.

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[text]: She blew me. [text]: The most adventurous things I did were while I was high and I don't think those count.

[text]: It's been 87 years, are you ever going to come back to your bed or should I start renting it out?

[text]: Oh my god noooo… Not my side of the bed. It’s /miiiiine/.

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[text]: I don't have a sense of adventure when I'm seeing Sharon. [text]: I thought our first run made that aware.

[text]: It's been 87 years, are you ever going to come back to your bed or should I start renting it out?

[text]: Oh my god noooo… Not my side of the bed. It’s /miiiiine/.

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[text]: Sorry. With a text like that, I assumed you were Sharon. [text]: No. You can't...

[text]: It's been 87 years, are you ever going to come back to your bed or should I start renting it out?

[text]: Oh my god noooo… Not my side of the bed. It’s /miiiiine/.

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[text]: It's been 87 years, are you ever going to come back to your bed or should I start renting it out?

[text]: Oh my god noooo... Not my side of the bed. It's /miiiiine/.

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SEVEN DEADLY TEXT MEMES

V. 001: ENVY ─ SEND FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION!

[ text ] Why don’t you act that way with me?

[ text ] I see the way you look at them.

[ text ] Why don’t you go with them, then?

[ text ] Why did you text me? Did they stop replying?

[ text ] I can’t believe I fit into your busy schedule.

[ text ] Wait, you’re texting me? How did I get so lucky?

[ text ] Don’t keep them waiting.

[ text ] Why don’t you talk to them instead? They’d probably understand.

[ text ] They don’t know you like I do.

[ text ] You sure it’s nothing more than that?

[ text ] Do you think of me when you’re with them?

[ text ] I saw you with them. 

[ text ] You deserve so much better.

[ text ] Can’t you see they’re bad for you?

[ text ] You’re hanging out with them again?

[ drunk text ] whenever i close vmy eyes ki thikn of yyou with thuem

[ drunk text ] do yolu love them as muhc as you loved me?

[ drunk text ] don’t you rsee holw much better i am hfor you ?

[ drunk text ] fuck them. yuo sholud be mine

[ drunk text ] i can’t stanqd to think you could be with them right now

[ text – WRONG # ] Whenever I see [ YOUR MUSE ] with them, I want to scream.

[ text – WRONG # ] You sure [ YOUR MUSE ] isn’t with them right now?

[ text – WRONG # ] I think [ YOUR MUSE ] might be lying about about them.

[ text – WRONG # ] The fact that [ YOUR MUSE ] is with them is almost funny.

[ text – WRONG # ] I sometimes feel like [ YOUR MUSE ] replaced me with them.

click here for the other seven deadly text memes !!

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gotta get tested? who'd you fuck

Your dad.

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ღ

ღ for a kiss filled with passion and need:

Now that Sharon and Alaska had been reunited, the alien queen couldn’t help but kiss the black magic queen at every opportunity she got. Even though they were out in the open and busy making fun of people as they walked by, Alaska’s hand rubbed it’s way up Sharon’s thigh, stopping before she could touch any precious jewels. Smiling at the look of fiery passion the older gave her, the brunet leaned in and pressed a bruising kiss to her partner’s lips, leaning in enough to press their chests together, she kissed harder, tugging Sharon’s bottom lips between her teeth, groaning softly, knowing she didn’t have to speak a word to communicate with the other.

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The was Aaron teased Justin had always easily gotten to him, because he wanted things done his way, but he knew that if the blond would actually do what he said, their sex would be boring. "Aaron, you don't have to do tha—" The brunet started to speak when the other's filled lips made their way toward his cock, being cut off by the amazing feeling of him sucking just the tip. Back arching off the bed, Justin moaned out a long line of cusses, the hand on the back of Aaron's head tugging his head as he thrust up slightly. "You-you know you can't do this for very long, right?"

Alaska: ♠

Sharon’s mouth was moving over the abs of Justin’s stomach, focusing on the spot that Sharon knew that made the other moan. Pulling back, he smirked at the hicky left behind. He was feeling rather cruel in the moment and like having Justin whining and moaning. “Now ask nicely.”

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Breath hitching, Justin's back arched as he desperately tried not to cry out. Holding back from pushing Sharon onto his back and riding him to just get it over with, he blinked slowly at the older queen and snarled, but before he could speak, a finger was trailing up his shaft and he could only moan. "Please, please fuck me." He begged, eyes scanning over the bruises on his lower half and then over the taunting look on Sharon's plastic face.

Alaska: ♠

Sharon’s mouth was moving over the abs of Justin’s stomach, focusing on the spot that Sharon knew that made the other moan. Pulling back, he smirked at the hicky left behind. He was feeling rather cruel in the moment and like having Justin whining and moaning. “Now ask nicely.”