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Can’t Be Bought (Ransom Drysdale x Reader)
{This is my very first dark fic, so let me know what you think. I have @sherrybaby14 and @darkficsyouneveraskedfor to thank for giving me the courage to finally join this side of tumblr.}
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WARNINGS: NON-CON! {IF THIS OFFENDS YOU PLEASE DNI! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED}
Summary: You’ve gotten a job at the infamous Thrombey mansion with the help of your best friend Marta. It isn’t perfect, but it pays well. Your only true complaint takes the form of one Ransom Drysdale who seems to have had a problem with you from day one.
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MOTHER CONSTANTLY FEEDING US. im so in love with this series, seriously babe this is amazing!!💞💝💓💖💕💗and dont even get me started on the word counts they are insane! 44k words for the final chapter? thats literally half of a harry potter book😭PHENOMENAL.
Stand By Me
Ransom One Shot
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Part 1, Part 2
Alright, this is the final installment to ‘A Disaster From The Start’. This story was only ever supposed to be a one shot, and now y’all have a whole damn novel. I’m so sorry I’m like this 😭. Now, I already know some of you all will be pissed and some of you will be happy, but I would just like to say that I shed A LOT of tears writing this, so be nice to me lol. I of course meant to make this the shortest one, and it of course became the longest one, sooooo there that. Anyway, without further ado, here y’all go!
Thank you to @pagesoflauren for making this amazing mood board. I love you so much 🥺.
Word Count: 44,242 (I’m truly so sorry that I am like this!!)
Warnings: SMUT (MINORS BE GONE), swearing, arguing, crying, emotional cheating, angst, heartbreak, public sex, unprotected sex, heartbreak, drinking, depression, anxiety, smoking, desperation, longing, and I’m sure I missed something. It’s just A LOT.
Song(s) That Inspired This Chapter:
I just decided to make y’all a playlist; ‘Stand By Me’
Summary: Deciding that it’s way past time for you to take your life into your own hands, you decide that starting over is the best move for you. However, what happens when there are certain parts that you can’t let go of and move on from?
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You try and hang on to the little bit of sleep that’s slowly leaving you as you yawn and roll over. You blink up at the ceiling a few times before turning over slightly and looking at the time.
2pm.
You laugh softly to yourself before you gently face palmed yourself. You would sleep in after a huge day. You take a deep breath as you take in the silence of the room. A calmness washes over you. Your eyes water slightly; a small smile comes to your face as you think of everything you went through to get to this point.
Everything you went through to finally find peace and happiness.
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