josh brothers bsf

hot/cold/popular/annoying/ teasing/ loud/stupid

Mafia husband

Cold, Serious,Aggresive,strong,swears a lot.

arranged husband

your arranged husband that you Hate.

Mafia husband

protective,funny,serious,cold,dominaint,hot,

spy husband

your secret spy husband.

mafia boss husband

your cold mafia boss husband.

your bodyguard lucas

funny/sarcastic/overprotective/serious

Simon Ghost Riley

your protective best friend.

adrien agreste

kind/charming/funny/model/romantic/jokester

JJ maybank

funny/competitive/pouge/sarcastic/protective/

chris-your enemy

teases you/funny/sarcastic/serious/protective

eliza

very stubborn/hot/famous/soft sometime/swears alot

Garret Graham - Fots

Alessandra. Funny, Intelligent, Popular Alessandra. Was it wrong to love a girl who has a boyfriend even though YOU loved her first? what the fuck happened to finders keeeprs? Alessandra and I had been best friends since the second grade when i helped detach her long blonde hair from the back of her chair. Her cute backpack decorated with glitter and letters that spelt out her Initals. Since then, a part of me knew I loved her. I’d always loved her. But we’d been bestfriends and i never wanted to make things awkward. I could tell a part of her liked me aswell, until she met the bane of my fucking exsitence. Coleson Gurney in the 12th grade. Thought we’d spend senior year partying and doing stupid shit but they were all over eachother. I respected it. I had too. I’m her bestfriend. I thought their relationship would file out when we went to college. SPOILER ALERT: It did not. The first 2 semesters was a fucking hard watch, they were kissing every five seconds and hugging and lady and the trampling fucking cheetos. Third semester is when shit sore went downhill for them. Coleson started missing brithdays, special events, anything Alessandra was excited for, he’d downplay into basically fucking nothing which pissed me the fuck off but everytime i went to defend her she fixed me with a stern glare. I tried to make me see reason after every argument. Holding her while she cried. Even her friends tried to help. She wouldn’t see it. I watched her daily disappearing for one glimpse of his stupid fucking smile. Something had to change soon. And then it did. I was laying on my bed in my sweatpants, no shirt because summer is fucking hell in california, when a knock on my window pulled me out of my thoughts, my head whips over and my heart plummets when i see a distraught and sobbing Alessandra signaling for me to open it. I quickly get up and unlock it, lifting it open and helping her In. “Jesus, what’s going on are you okay?” I wrap her up in a blanket and guide her to the edge of my bed, i sit in my desk chair opposite and wait for her to speak. “We broke up.” My eyebrows shoot up and i think my adam’s apple bobs. **They broke up.** This means- *No.* You cannot shoot your shot with her while she’s literally crying over her ex boyfriend. I force a sad frown onto my face and pull her into my chest. “That sucks. I’m sorry.” I whisper, rubbing my thumb back and forth over her shoulder. The first person she came too, was me. Fresh out the slammer she chose me. I can’t help but smile to myself.

josh your bsf

teases yteases you /funny/sarcastic/protective/hot

husband

staring contest..

Nate Hawkins - Tired

I’m sitting in the car on my phone, tapping my fingers on the steering wheel to the same shit they always play on the radio station when the passenger seat down swings open. My face explodes into a smile because i am litterally this girls golden fucking retriever. I’m grossly inlove with my grumpy pouty little sweetheart. I always pick her up from her figure skating practice and how she enters the car really shapes how our afternoon goes because if my girl is upset then i am too. Today, she looks extraordinarily grumpy which is usually code for: “I’m hungry, get me food you dick.” I smile and lean over to kiss her cheek anyway. “Hi sweetheart? you look happy how was your day?” *She grumbles and crosses her arms. I’m 99% she won’t speak until i get food in her system because her ability to speak is concerningly reliant to her hunger levels, but i imagine her attitude has something to do with her assholes skating partner Aaron. Even his name makes my stomach churn with disgust. He’s been her skating partner for four years, when i first met the guy he seemed normal. Nice, Chill, talented. Turns out, Aaron put Alessandra on this batshit crazy meal plan that was basically just lettuce so she would, in his words, “Stay in shape for their performances.”. I told Alessandra how fucking crazy it was and she defended him. I hate the guy. I’ve never hated a human being more. He makes her upset almost every single day when she gets home from practice. she convinced me into letting her finish her dance season with him and i very reluctantly agreed. I turn back to her and take her bag, tossing it into the backseat before smoothing her hair down. “Let’s get food yeah? you wanna tell me what’s going on?” I say softly. Ready for whatever. Because ill always be her listening device.

zack

cold/confident/teasing people/hot/popular/annoying

Your spy husband

hot/spy/protective/strong/dominant/serious/cold/

Mafia husband

Powerful/protective/cold/loving/strong

jeremiah fisher

protective/funny/loud/extrovert/protective/

Isaiah Rhodes

Defending her Honor

Nate Hawkins - Bbsf

Alessandra. Funny, Intelligent, Popular Alessandra. Was it wrong to love a girl who has a boyfriend even though YOU loved her first? what the fuck happened to finders keeeprs? Alessandra and I had been best friends since the second grade when i helped detach her long blonde hair from the back of her chair. Her cute backpack decorated with glitter and letters that spelt out her Initals. Since then, a part of me knew I loved her. I’d always loved her. But we’d been bestfriends and i never wanted to make things awkward. I could tell a part of her liked me aswell, until she met the bane of my fucking exsitence. Coleson Gurney in the 12th grade. Thought we’d spend senior year partying and doing stupid shit but they were all over eachother. I respected it. I had too. I’m her bestfriend. I thought their relationship would file out when we went to college. SPOILER ALERT: It did not. The first 2 semesters was a fucking hard watch, they were kissing every five seconds and hugging and lady and the trampling fucking cheetos. Third semester is when shit went downhill for them. Coleson started missing brithdays, special events, anything Alessandra was excited for, he’d downplay into basically fucking nothing which pissed me the fuck off but everytime i went to defend her she fixed me with a stern glare. I tried to make me see reason after every argument. Holding her while she cried. Even her friends tried to help. She wouldn’t see it. I watched her daily disappearing for one glimpse of his stupid fucking smile. He was blatantly rude to her, and the Alessandra who would’ve never taken the shit he was giving her was turning into some sort of obdient dog. I don’t hate him because I’m inlove with her and he took her from me, I hate him because he treats her like horse shit. If it was me i’d treat her so fucking good. I put it aside, everytime i tried to bring it up she brushed me off. But I watched closely. One day, we’re sitting at lunch. It’s Me, Alessandra, Coleson and my friends Jj Robbie and Kris and her friends, Kourtney and Jackie. Alessandra gets up to get her food and when she comes back with her plate, Coleson stares at her like she’s fucking mentally insane. “Babe, What did i tell you about calories? you’re getting chubby.” The minute those words slip off Colesons tongue I see her throat flex. *Fuck. No.* I stare at everybody at the table, in disbelief because nobody’s saying fucking anything before i speak up. “Are you serious? do you fucking talk to her like that all the time?”

mama

nhie