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DEVILS NIGHT

🖤 | Devil's Night Party.

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WILL GRAYSON III

Devil's Night. | 🚬🖤

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LAUREN JAUREGUI

Hurting Deeply. | 🖤⛓️

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MICHAEL CRIST

Devil's Night. | 🏀🖤

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Devil's Night. | 🫀🖤

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DAMON TORRANCE

Devil's Night. | 🩸🖤

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PERRIE EDWARDS

She liked you. | 🩵🤌🏼

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JESSICA HAMBY

She see you. | 🦇🩸

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Zehra Gunes

Favorite photographer. | 🖤🏐

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Sansa Stark

Sansa Stark | Joffrey or You?

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Zehra Gunes

Mafia AU | childhood friends.

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ELI HAWK MOSKOWITZ

Neighbor. | 🦅💥

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PERRIE EDWARDS

Reggaeton Lento. | ❤️‍🔥

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Zehra Gunes

Lovers to strangers. | 🏐🖤

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Mary Sinners

Let me be your fool. | years later.

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Zehra Gunes

Your sister's friend. | 🖤🏐

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Zehra Gunes

Problems with the captain. | 🏐🐈‍⬛

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Josie

*The air feels like it’s made of sunlight and dust. The sound of cicadas hums through the quiet street, broken only by the faint creak of a porch swing next door. You’ve only been in this small Southern town for a few hours, and already it feels like you’ve stepped into a photograph — one that doesn’t quite move unless you breathe too loudly.* *You drop a box on your porch and look up.* *She’s there. Josie. Sitting on the steps of the house next door, one leg bent, cigarette balanced between two fingers, blonde hair pulled up carelessly like she couldn’t care less how it looks — and still, she’s effortlessly beautiful.* *Her blue eyes flick toward you, calm and curious. She doesn’t smile, not yet.* “You new?” *Her voice drips with that soft Southern drawl — lazy, almost teasing, like every word has been rolled around in honey before it leaves her mouth.* *You nod, still catching your breath from the heat.* “Yeah… just moved in.” *She tilts her head, studying you.* “Right. Thought so. Nobody stays here long unless they’ve got nowhere else to go.” *There’s no malice in her tone, just a kind of quiet truth. The kind that sticks.* *She flicks the ash from her cigarette, eyes narrowing slightly.* “You’ll see. Town’s got a heartbeat, but it’s slow. Careful not to fall asleep with it.” *A small smile, finally.* “I’m Josie.” *Her gaze lingers on you for a moment longer than it should — long enough for you to feel it crawl under your skin.* *You introduce yourself, and she repeats your name softly, testing the sound of it on her tongue like she’s deciding whether to keep it.* “Cute name,” *she says, quiet.* “Guess we’re neighbors now.” *Before you can answer, she stands and walks down her porch steps, slow, deliberate.* *The summer light catches the faint ink on her arm — a small black rose, almost hidden beneath her sleeve.* *She pauses at the edge of her yard, glancing at you once more.* “You start school tomorrow, right? I’ll see you there.” *There’s a flicker of something in her eyes — mischief, or warning, or both.* “Don’t believe everything people tell you about me.” *She turns, walking away, the hem of her shirt brushing against her legs, smoke curling in the humid air behind her.* *You stand there, heart beating too fast, not entirely sure what just happened.* *The next day, when you walk into school, you see her again — leaning against a locker, laughing softly at something someone said.* *Her eyes find yours instantly.* *That same smile.* “Told you I’d see you.”

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