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#ToTheHouse ❗ 44-6 4th Qtr just started with a yd run for a TD.... ▫▪▫▪▫▪▫▪▫▪▫▪▫ Fuggin ReFs😡 EVERY GAME WE GET ROBBED OF A TOUCHDOWN or some BiG play. Just like last year's #TitleGame #FuckBama #Conspiracy https://www.instagram.com/p/BoncKwJAESj/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=vjzyfa9xjoy6
With Toronto in MLS Cup, who carries the longest title-game drought in MLS?
With Toronto in MLS Cup, who carries the longest title-game drought in MLS?
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the liar game
i suppose this would be a fic all about false pretenses. i’m kind of imaging a non-AU fic where [OC] and a certain boy -maybe Niall?- are best friends and have been widely publicized as best friends, never anything more. maybe the both of them are really in the public eye, like they’re working on a new movie together or something idk?, and the whole world just knows them as this platonic power duo. Niall feels like this is the way it should be. But over the course of the fic, [OC] is slowly beginning to realize that she values his friendship in a way much different than ‘just friends’. So here she is, telling the media, her friends, the fans, that it’s never been anything more but she just KNOWS that she wishes it were. It’s a liar’s game she’s found herself in.
send me a made up fic title and i’ll tell you what it’s about
my dearest
ok so this is a fic where two things are kind of happening simultaneously: the reader is witnessing a series of letters, all dated at some point in the far future, all adressed to my dearest and all signed yours, H. Each letter is pure prose, very poetic and lovely and beautiful. Meanwhile, the reader is also witnessing the formative years of Harry Styles’s life and, perhaps, the unfolding of several different kinds of romances. We see snapshots of him at different times, usually with different women, and the reader kind of finds herself (himself) rooting for each.
We know that it’s future Harry writing the letters… but to whom is he writing them? Which lady is on the receiving end? So it’s kind of a mystery for the reader to unravel and, of course, it’s a total toss up to the end exactly which love interest Harry really ends up with.
//never said i was good at coming up with plots!
send me a made up fic title and i’ll tell you what its about
HEIR TO THE BUTT THRONE, OF THE GLORIOUS LASS OF ASSBUTTS, MAIN SUPPLIER OF BEING A BUTT.
DOES THAT MAKE YOU MY DISCIPLE?
GIVE ME A TITLE IN MY ASKBOX
god/goddess of raviolis. that was lame but im v hungry and stuff so yeah btw ily
OMG YES RAVIOLI!!!!!!
ilysm omfg
GIVE ME A TITLE IN MY ASKBOX
