#sentence roulette

[creepy-bi-day]

For the Cody sentence roulette:

”I don’t,” he shrugged, glancing at the opening scene of the movie before continuing. “Just don’t want to do dumb shit. And,” he met your gaze again, a crooked smile stretching his face. “I want blackmail if you say dumb shit.”

[creepy-bi-day]

im on a laptop so no emojis but * with good old Johnny boi

Hell yeah

I did three sentences I hope u dont mind

”I’m twenty-one,” you offered, grinning at him. He smiled down at you, a wide smile that made your heart warm.

”Que lindo,” he said slowly, dragging out the vowels. “You’re a baby.”

”Does that make you my Daddy?”

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🌟🌟🌟 pup if you're still doing it

B e t

Sentence rouleteeeee

”Do you have any siblings?”

His jaw set, a dark look crossing his face as he stared at you for a moment. 

“Four,” he said slowly. “Four siblings.”

”Jesus,” you muttered, meeting his gaze again. The look on his face unnerved you, but managed to peak your curiosity. “What’s that like?”

”Annoying. Stressful. Irritating,” his voice was low, dangerous as he continued. “I had to fucking take care of the little shits, and get fucking beat for their mistakes.”

”John,” you started, watching as he jumped at the soft tone of your voice. “You okay?”

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*****toby?

I don’t have an actual fic with Toby yet, but Locked Away may have multiple endings-

Have an excerpt from his letter in Star Crossed, though.

I’m sorry I was born with all my issues, from the Tourette’s to the CIPA. I’m sorry I wasn’t the son you wanted. 

I’m sorry I was born to such a selfish piece of shit.

I’m not sorry I heard your screams. I’m not sorry about the fire. I’m not fucking sorry about the axe in your back.

I’m sorry about how we weren’t close. 

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⭐️ Cody

Cody just cant let shit go. I’m also almost up to. 2,000 words on this chapter soooo

”It means,” you offered him a teasing smile. “Kind of like a rattlesnake, you’ll lash out even when you’re stuck.”

”I don’t get stuck,” he muttered, glaring. His smile became more forced as yours dropped.

”Please,” you chided, rolling your eyes before meeting his gaze. “From what I hear, you ripped someone’s throat out when they shot-“

”You fucking died!” He hissed, glaring down at you as he pushed himself to stand. “I thought you were fucking dead, que querias que hiciera?”

”Cody, I don’t speak-“

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⭐️ Prison Brian

B e t.

That wasn’t fair. He wasn’t allowed to look attractive in the dark gray prison uniform.

”Uppity, white collar, money made and bitch owned,” he hissed. You blinked, glaring back at him before the words tumbled out of your mouth.

”Learn a thing or two about therapists and their pay before you speak,” you seethed. Pushing yourself to stand, you planted your hands on the desk. “I doubt you’ll feel the same way when you fucking realize I barely get by. Student loans, rent, and this fucking shitty job where I’m treated like a piece of meat by my patients and my fucking coworkers! I’d like to see you try and do a better fucking job.”

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⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ for the one you last opened

-😺

Bet bet bet

Have some locked away Jack

Cody had begun pulling away from you, glaring whenever you tried to talk to him. It honestly kind of pissed you off. He thought he could just drop you whenever he got irritated with you? The fucking nerve. 

“You good?” A familiar voice drawled from the other side of the room. You pushed yourself up from your mattress, glaring down at the redhead from your bunk.

Jack was leaning against his bunk, arms crossed as he grinned lazily up at you, those sharp canines glinting in the fluorescent lighting. 

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⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

More to make you guys maybe check out this new story—

”Guys, I don’t,” you whined, feeling dizziness take over your form. The sight of blood always made you lightheaded, and standing wasn’t the best thing to do during those moments. “I don’t feel-“

”Don’t pull that shit,” Vincent muttered, shooting you a glare. “If you’re going to be needy-“

You didn’t hear the rest of his sentence, the colors of the world seeming to blend together as you closed your eyes tightly. Your head pulsed, a sharp pain stabbing behind your eyes as you whined softly.