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Princess Anne recalling her kidnap attempt.
#WHAT A BADASS#badass princess#I'VE BEEN TRYING TO POST THIS THE WHOLE DAY 🙃#princess anne#princess royal#mark phillips#MARK YOU SKANKY BITCH#AS COSMO WOULD SAY 😂#brf#british royal family#throwback
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Rafe with spoiled mean reader who only he can control
18+
Y/n was a bitch, there was no nice way to say it, she hated everyone and didn't care enough to hide it. She got everything she wanted, including Rafe although everyone thought she had him wrapped around her manicured finger when in reality he had her wrapped around his. She was mean and abrasive but he wasn't afraid to put her in her place and she loved it. She craved it, no one else challenged her, dared to try but Rafe, he enjoyed it. She was a spoilt brat and he loved to break her, to watch her crumble and beg because of him.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Y/n pushed the girl away from Rafe, the touran had been flirting whilst he got two drinks for Y/n and himself, he didn't care enough to tell her to back off. Smirking when Y/n stood in front of the touran, her hand on her hip, chest heaving as she glared at the girl.
"Oh sorry i didn't know." Y/n rolled her eyes, stepping closer to the terrified girl as she moved to run her hand down Rafe's chest and grabbed his shirt yanking him down into a possessive kiss. Rafe grinning into the kiss as he held the drinks not wanting to drop them on Y/n as she pushed him away and smirked at the girl.
"Get the fuck out of here before i beat your skanky ass." The touran nodding and running away as Y/n took the drink from Rafe, downing it and chucking the cup behind her, pulling him back to her lips as he groaned, her hand palming his hard cock.
"You're mine baby, don't forget it." Y/n spoke against his lips, the alcohol and anger making her forget that Rafe didn't take her shit. Pulling back and downing his drink before gripping her hips and pulling her into him, his lips by her ear as he almost growled out the words.
"You forget who you're talking to brat. You belong to me, drop the attitude before i fuck it out of you." Y/n biting her lip as she tried not to moan at his words, Rafe biting down on her neck leaving a mark as he pulled back and grinned down at her. Y/n licking her red lips with a small head tilt, a smirk taking back over her features to match Rafe's.
"You make it sound bad. We both know you're going to fuck me if i have an attitude or not." Rafe grabbing the back of her neck and pulling her into a bruising kiss, her moan being swallowed by his kiss as he grabbed at her shorts. Turning her around and pressing her into the wall nearby, the wind knocked out her as she hit the wall hard, his hands not stopping until one wrapped around her throat and the other thigh. Allowing him to grind into her as he kissed her, another moan coming from her as he tightened his grip before pushing back off her leaving her hot and bothered against the wall.
"Get upstairs right now." Y/n grinning as she nodded, slowly walking up the stairs as Rafe took another shot and followed her, Y/n running her hand along his bedding with a sly grin. Rafe glaring at her as he approached her, gripping her cheeks harshly and pushing her to her knees in front of him but Y/n still smirked.
"Wipe that smirk off your mouth and open it wide." Y/n pretended to think, licking her red lips and squeezing them shut, his thumb digging into her jaw until she opened it out of pain. Rafe spitting into her mouth and opening his trousers, slapping her lightly with his cock as she maintained eye contact.
"Such a fucking brat." Rafe spat out, pushing his cock into her mouth as she stuck out her tongue, purely sinful as he let go of her cheeks allowing her to think she had control. Her nails digging into her thighs as she bobbed up and down, her tongue swirling around his cock and he moaned watching her, waiting until she thought she had full control, hands in her hair letting her do as she pleased. Waiting a few moments as he let out breathless moans, closing his eyes and reopening them as he gripped her hair pulling her head back and forcing his cock further into her mouth at a brutal pace, Y/n gagging as tears came to her eyes and hands dug into his thighs. Moaning around his cock as her lipstick smeared over his cock and her cheeks, Rafe groaning at the feeling of his cock hitting the back of her throat and the way she gagged and moaned around him, drunk on how she submitted to him.
"Oh fuck, such a pretty mouth too bad you're such an annoying brat who can't control it." Y/n whining as his cock pulsed in her mouth, moments later feeling him cum down her throat, Rafe groaning as he buried himself deep in her mouth, Y/n gagging harshly and slapping his thigh until he pushed her back letting her cough out and breathe in. Looking up at him as she swallowed and wiped her mouth, red lipstick now smeared and staining her mouth, Rafe smirking at his lipstick stained cock as he tucked it back inside. Dragging Y/n off the ground and wiping the lipstick away, leaving a pink stain around her mouth as he kissed her.
"Much better." Y/n trying to move and clean herself up when Rafe grabbed her cheeks making her look at him.
"Sorry baby, but you're not cleaning that up. I want everyone to know the mean little Y/n just got her throat fucked by me for being a brat." Y/n nodding as he pulled her into another kiss, moaning as he pushed her hair out the way to deepen the kiss. Pulling away and waiting for Y/n to walk out the room, smacking her butt as she walked making her yelp and look back at him. Biting her lip with a small wipe from her thumb still tasting him on her tongue.
#rafe x reader#rafe cameron smut#outer banks rafe#rafe cameron x reader#rafe smut#rafe obx#rafe cameron x reader smut
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“Boy where are you going? And who told you that you may wear clothes again? Certainly not me. Get naked, your work has just begun. What? You thought that you would have the honor of being a urinal to me and my friends at one of my parties and that was it? Fuck that. You were brought here for the needs of the party, and you got paid with piss. Come with me in the house. Leave the mess for tomorrow….
“…So did you have a good time drinking our piss? You sure as hell stink of it. You’ve been wearing it all night, so you are probably used to it. It’s fucking giving me a raging boner. Nothing gets me more than walking into a rest stop shithouse or a locker room and it reeking of piss. Add my cigar smoke to the mix, and I am so boned up.
“This way. Oh look, Bevins and Dewey are passed out over there. They are going to be hung over when they wake up. One of your jobs is to give them a good breakfast, some strong coffee, and your holes to use. Bevins will probably fuck you. I have never seen one man fuck so much; you’d swear that he spent more time hard than he was soft.
“Oh my god, Dewey pissed his pants. Look at that…. Get down there and suck some of the piss out of it. He’s passed out. If he was awake, he would be demanding you do just that. The only difference is that his piss is probably ice cold. Get down there….
“Fuck yeah. Grind your face in there. Feel his dick? It’s fucking huge, isn’t it? And keep in mind, that’s soft. It’s one of the fattest cocks I have ever seen. You certainly drank from it tonight. I don’t know if that’s when we had funnels in your holes, or after we took them out and drained your ass. I don’t think he would have fucked you when we converted your ass from urinal duty into a working cunt. He would have ripped you up good.
“Wanna see? Go on, take his cock out…. Go on. He would love it. I have ridden with this man for fifteen years. He, Bevins, and I have a long, long history of using faggots. Trust me, if he woke up with your mouth around his dick, he would belch and fart and then think of it as a start of a good day….
“Let’s get his jeans around his ankles. You take that side, and on the count of three. One, two,… three! Again!... Hell yeah! If he wasn’t wearing his boots, we could take them off. I would love to shove his skanky piss-soaked skid marked underwear in your mouth when I fuck you.
“Told you he was big. Those balls are legendary, as is that dick. Go on skin him back; let’s see what you get to clean under that hood…. Jesus fuck! That’s nasty.
“Go on. Don’t hesitate now. You have done an amazing job tonight drinking all that piss, then taking load after load in your cunt. This is nothing. You do this, I will be inviting you back. Hell, Dewey will probably claim you as his when he sees what good of a job you do. Not many faggots can meet his nasty expectations. Atta fag!
“Keep sucking on that limp dick of his. This is so damned hot. Spread your legs. This is not going to take long. Don’t let him slip out no matter how hard I slam your cunt.
“Damn you are sloppy back here. There’s easily a dozen loads in here. Fuck, it feels so good. That’s it! Moan into his dick. You fucking whore. You goddamned piss-drinking whore. You live to be two fucking holes for men to use. And we are going to do that. You will take nut after nut. Just like a whore. Oh man, keep moaning like a bitch. Daddy is going to dump in you real good. I bet you want to be owned. Don’t you, you slut?
“Did you just moan your yes?... Faggot, cunt! I own you now. Every aspect of your life now belongs to me. I’m so close. And the one thing I do to every cunt I own, I brand them with my cigar.
“Scream! Scream into his dick. Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh! Fuck! Fuck! Damn! Fuck, you almost snapped my dick off when you clamped down. You got my load to add to your cunt stew. Hold still. I need to drain my bladder.
“Oh fuck. What a night. Ahhhh. There it goes. When we get to bed, I will plug you so you can have this load in you until morning…. That doesn’t look like I went deep at all to give you a proper brand. After we get you installed in your new role in life, we’ll make sure you are branded the way that owned toilet faggot cunts should be.
“Clamp down; I’m pulling out. Good boy. With all that action back there, I am amazed you have such control over your muscles back here.
“Pull off Dewey and stand up. Come here give me a kiss…. Yup, just like kissing a sewer. You did good tonight…. Fuck, I don’t even know your name. Don’t need to either. Let’s go to bed. I need a good night’s sleep. Your job is not over. You are going to rim me to sleep. Let’s go.
“Oh fuck. You are dripping down your leg. Let’s get that plugged up.”
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school bus graveyard x Fem! Secret idol! reader
Who is Wonyoung (IVE): Wonyoung is the bubbly, outgoing and caring member of a popular K-pop group IVE.
character has similar traits to Wonyoung, non dimension AU, fluff, Tyler hernandez, Ashlyn banner, Taylor hernandez, Logan fields, Ben clark, Aiden clark.
TW: none
y/n quickly speed walked through the allyway, crossing the intersection, she had five minutes till vocal practice and she was already running late as it is as Aiden decided to pull some dumb stunt right before she left. she did want to be honest with them, but after recently transferring schools she didn't want the news to get out again, last time all it did was hinder her school life, but she couldn't be mad, she adores her fans and does her best to excuse their sometimes out of line behavior.
y/n breathes out in relief as she arrives to the recording studio. as she walks through the carpented halls she had a thought were the group on to her? it did seem kinda weird she had to keep cutting hang outs or leaving so abruptly. well, they probably didn't even know her group, the weren't as popular as other bands, if they did, they would of bought it up by now. also, if they did discover her group, its not like they would know its her from the glamour of the makeup and costume design. with that reassuring thought, she pushed open the doors to the main studio. nahh, they have no idea.
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"There is something going on with y/n" Ashlyn said, crouched in the bus seat, taking the entire seat to herself. Taylor turned and raised an eyebrow. "Do you think? i mean, i did think its kinda weird she always left really early when we hang out, but i just thought she had strict parents or something." Aiden laughed ."No, iv'e spoken to Marhshall and Christy, they are actually really laid back"
Tyler gave Aiden a confused look "When did you get the chance to meet her parents?" Aiden sat down next to Tyler, who immediatley shoved him off the seat onto the floor.
"Well i was bored so i was gonna ask y/n if she wanted to come and convince old people its 3000 and that the nursing home was a secret time machine" (Aiden would totally do that you cannot tell me otherwise.) "But she wasnt answering er texts so naturally i went to her house and climbed through the kitchen window."
Logan gave him a horrified look and looked back at Ashlyn. "We should give y/n her own privacy, if she wants to tell us where she is going then that is up to her, we should drop it for now, maybe."
Ashlyn nodded in response and kicked Aiden off the chair next to her that he was trying to sit on.
(stop aiden abuse)
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the group (minus y/n since she scurried off to another rehersal) were leaving school, it had been a long day full of work and Aiden, so everyone was tired and pissy. they were turning the corner when they heard the voice of Barron. Ashlyn grabbed the back of Taylor and Aiden's shirts so they wouldn't walk into their line of view and pulled them back behind the corner.
"Doesn't that new girl y/n look familiar, i just thought she was some washed up bitch who iv'e probably seen sleeping around, but then i noticed this." he pulls out his phone and shows one of his skanky friends a picture, it was of y/n in their most recent school photo, Ashlyn can barely discern the picture as it was from a distance but could still recognise the face.
Barron zoomed in on a mark on y/n's neck. Ashlyn had noticed the mark several times, but never chose to bring it up. Barron loaded up a new picture, this time it was a picture of someone in an over eccentri outit, their face covered in makeup and their hair done fancy, Barron zoomed in once again to reveal that this mystery girl had the same marking on her neck that y/n did.
"I think y/n is a member of the girl group ONCE" the group all turned to look at each other. Ashlyn pulled out her phone and researched the group, clicking on a video of a recent performance, Ben smiled and pointed to a girl near the left, now that they saw it close up, there was no mistaking it was their friend y/n. "I recognise this music, my dad always plays it in the car, says its cheery, doesn't stop me from wanting to jump out the window." Ashlyn says as she clicks off the video.
"But why wouldn't y/n tell us?" Taylor says looking around. Tyler just rolled his eyes. "Well i would be embarassed too if i had to wear ugly frilly dresses like that." Logan smiled weakly. "That's not the point-" Ashlyn cut Logan off, finishing his sentence for him, "She probably doesn't trust us enough, that's why, this is kinda a big secret idiot, so lets just pretend we haven't seen this and never bring it up to her"
Too late. Aiden had already sent y/n a picture of the video they had been watching with the text: "nice dress LOL"
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A few weeks later, things began to work out better for y/n, after seeing Aiden's text, she came clean and explained everything about her vocal practice, and that she did indeed trust them, she just didn't want the knowledge being leaked. the others all accepted her and her career. infact, her band and the group even all hang out together, but Aiden was more so interested in farting in the mic and hearing it reverberate through the sound system.
thanks for requesting, did the best i could with the knowledge of how wonyoung acts, i never heard of IVE before so
#wonyoung#IVE#ive#school bus graveyard#SBG#x reader#fem reader#aiden clark#ben clark#ashlyn banner#taylor hernandez#tyler hernandez#logan fields#ashlyn sbg#tyler sbg#taylor sbg#aiden sbg#ben sbg#logan sbg#ashlyn x reader#ben x reader#aiden x reader#logan x reader#taylor x reader#tyler x reader
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My thoughts and ramblings for book 4 of HON: Untamed
(These are chronological throughout the book but are very random and I'm just posting it for fun.)
I knew that my gay friend was naturally the weakest link in the don't talk to Zoe chain. Sadly the twins answered me and not gay and therefore more sensitive and polite Damien.
Carmel colored used for Shawnee.
Aphrodite being just a place holder for humanity and Earth for Stevie Rae is really heartbreaking honestly. She may be a bitch but thats partially trauma.
"Swishy and fluttery" to describe gays, but Jack and Damien aren't that kind of gay, or Damien isn't and Jack is a little more. (Yeah, gotta love the gay writing.)
What hot guy scale. The bad boy hot guy scale.
"Kinda sexily sweating"
Stark's gift is such a mind bending and terrifying power. Like the ramifications of that kind of power is so untangible.
Humanity is different than being human.
Knowing what is to come is a little distracting because I don't remember enough to know things. Like I think Stark "dies" during this conversation but I also can't remember exactly.
"Sworn off sex, sex? I mean guys. And sex with guys." (Non direct quote)
And THERE IT IS! I fucking knew it.
"I just found you" -James Stark, thats heartbreaking. "I should have kissed more than just your hand, I thought I had more time."
Duchess is the most heartbreaking part of this whole ordeal.
Even the Nuns are feminists
"Kinda skanky" "kinda?" "I'm trying to be nice." "Ok, so am I." (Just more slut shaming.)
"I have to choose my humanity. And its not always as black and white as it may seem." -Stevie Rae to Zoey about being a Red Vampyre.
I can't remember Shekinah very well. I don't think she sticks around very long tho, I remember some characters and who dies but I can't remember exacts on most things.
"What if we outed you?" Why is the first assumption being gay and not the very obvious red marks?
Aphrodite getting so mushy about getting Maleficent is one of the cutest things ever. She is mean and hateful but not really because her own fault, she just needed the right environment.
I wish they would have acknowledged what happened to Zoey with Loren as sexual assault/rape.
God, Eric is unbearable.
I do not know this play like at all so I definitely don't understand the parallel at all. Gosh, thematic shit sometimes flies over my head, even with the AP Lit training lol.
Making out in front of the entire drama class is so dramatic and stupid lol.
Them forgetting lucifer was a fallen angel is hilarious as a Supernatural fan.
Kalona's obsession with cherokee women is probably because of Nyx's affection for the cherokee women.
The saw movies being scary is so stupid to me.
"Ok, that's majorly freaky."-Jack "It's totally queer"-Shawnee "And she doesn't mean that in the f-g sense"-Erin.
Zoey often forgets she can call upon all of the elements, like if something is attacking you call upon fire and make things burn.
Neferet is such a good actress.
Why isn't Shekinah reacting more to an adult vampire imprinting upon a fledgling?
The use of Cherokee legends, stories, and what not (idk what the correct usage of language for the use of Cherokee stuff is) is interesting, I like it cause I am Native but also having lived in Oklahoma is interesting.
Them underestimating the Ravenmockers on listening in to conversations was a huge misstep.
I love how much Aphrodite looks up to Grandma Redbird.
"Gay Tornado"
Of course Eric offered to give his blood for the cleansing ritual.
I'm waiting to see if my seething hate of Eric is justified through the whole story or not. If its just teen me remembering disliking him or if he earns it properly.
Zoey should have immediately thought of Stark when Neferet disappeared but I can see where she'd oversight that, but like, that's a GIANT mistake.
I love the descriptions of the rituals and the explanations for aspects of it, and it makes sense that Zoey would need parts of some of it explained to her.
Is this the first time Stevie Rae's tattoo was described? With the nature motifs, I can't remember.
Shekinah isn't very smart is she?
They had literally every piece of the puzzle but they never put it together.
Like they knew Stevie Rae would die at Neferets hands, that the earth would bleed, that Neferet was the Queen Tsi Sgili, that Kalona would be released, like they just didn't think anything through.
Poor Stark once again killing someone because his gift and it being someone Zoey knows and cares for. Then they just left him there.
Not me just chanting Kalona lol.
Like I'm just chanting Kalona in my mind lol.
Why would Nyx ever want them to bow to a man? Like its very matriarchal in the whole thing so why would Nyx send Erebus to be worshipped.
I know why I didn't remember Shekinah, she didn't last past a book.
All hell breaking loose in Tulsa on New Years isn't too out of normal lol.
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Aaron Warns Charity.
Mackron fanfic.
"Where is she Bear?"
"If you mean Charity she's in the cellar" Bear replied as Aaron hurriedly went round the back and down the cellar before he could say any more.
"My God you frightened the life out of me" said Charity nearly dropping the bottle of wine she was carrying.
"I'll frighten the life out of you all right" Aaron said grabbing Charity by the throat.
"Gerroff you madman" Charity blurted out as Aaron released his grip.
"Next time you upset Mackenzie I'll finish the job" snarled Aaron.
"What's going on down there" Chas yelled.
"Your son just tried to kill me" Charity said coming up the stairs. "I've a good mind to report him to social services"
"And that will be the last thing you do" yelled Aaron.
"What on earth's going off now?" Mary asked Bear.
"Aaron and Charity" Bear replied. "Mind you I don't condone violence towards women but Charity is enough to try the patience of a saint"
"Well she goaded that poor lad something awful the other day" said Mary.
"Mackenzie you mean" said Bear.
"Yes the poor lad was shaking like a leaf" Mary replied.
"I'd say it's all down to jealousy" Bear explained "She's had designs on Mack for months"
"Well he is a looker you have to admit" Mary smiled.
"Talking of looks you're not so bad yourself" said Bear "And any woman or man would be proud to take you out"
"Why thank you kind sir" smiled Mary.
"Aren't you going to apologise to Charity now you've calmed down Aaron" Chas asked her son.
"Hell will freeze over first before I apologise to that slapper" said Aaron who was still fuming.
"What's brought this on?" Chas asked.
"Being stopped in the street by that chancer Caleb" said Aaron "He had the nerve to ask if I was going to play happy families with Choe and Mack when she has the baby like I do with Mack and Lucy"
"He's probably joking" said Chas.
"No way" said Aaron "When I told him to shut his mouth he said he's only repeating what Charity and half the village are saying"
"Well he's a liar" said Charity "I''m with Cain on this I don't trust him"
"Come on Charity he's harmless and look what he has done for Kyle" said Chas trying to smooth things over.
"And look where that got Kyle. Charged with murder" said Charity "And I can tell you one thing. Cain is gunning for him"
"Isn't that an inappropriate way of describing things?" asked Bear "Gunning for him"
"Mark my words Cain has got his number" Charity scowled "And I've got social services number if you go for me again. You're not fit to be looking after a baby"
"You skanky bitch" shouted Aaron as Bob and Bear held him back.
"Don't bite lad" said Bear "Let's just calm things down"
"Well I'll only say this once" said Aaron "You're on your last chance as far as upsetting Mack is concerned"
"Does that mean the Christening banquet is still on?" asked Mary.
"Of course you silly cow" said Charity "We need the business"
"Well you've got a funny way of going about it" Mary added.
"Just you concentrate on those last chance dating sites you're on lady instead of making comments on how I run my business" Charity scowled.
"Well I certainly won't be bringing my next date in here" said Mary who was seething at Charity's comments "I'll take her downstairs to Macks bar where the atmosphere is more sophisticated"
"You need to cool off Aaron" said Chas "I thought that day out would have done you good"
"It did mum till I bumped into Caleb"
"Well I'll be round again tonight and I'll have Isla in with me again" said Chas.
"Thanks mum we are both shattered after our day out" said Aaron giving his mum a kiss on the cheek.
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🎬📺share ten different favorite characters from ten different pieces of media in no particular order🎮🃏 Then send this to 10 (anon or not, your choice)
fun fact! much like my eighteen page long fanfic rec list, i have a seven page long list of my favorite characters with extensive annotations. i picked ten of them and just copy pasted their entire description. i know this is just a silly ask game and no one really cares but. unfortunately you came to my house w this so you have to deal with the consequences. also here's the emoji key:
bill cipher (gravity falls)😈👹😳💲
i can and will fuck the triangle what are you gonna fucking do about it. i am not immune to tumblr sexyman or goth girls. look, at least i’m not trying to literally humanize him; take the evil bastard triangle or take nothing at all!!! i blame the scene where he steals the teeth from the deer and then puts them back. i also blame alex for being such a good voice actor. regardless i’m walking out into the nevada desert as we speak.
dorian gray (penny dreadful)🏳🌈💕😈👹😳👀💲
yea i watch penny dreadful for the plot *fast forwards through scenes dorian isn’t in* anyway every lesbian is legally allowed one real man to be unapologetically attracted to before the government takes notice and begins to tax them and reeve carney is my freebie. also idk if he counts as a monster but i’m saying close enough bc this is my list and i can do whatever i want.
guillermo (wwdits)🏳🌈💕😈👀
this man is too fucking pretty that’s illegal. i can’t believe harvey guillen invented gender good for him.
the handler (the umbrella academy)😈😳
mommy? sorry. like, the milf of all time. yea i watch the umbrella academy for the plot *fast forwards through scenes the handler isn't in*
red x (teen titans)💅😈😳💲
this man is transmasc and there’s nothing you can do about it. the sexiest line delivery in the entire show is in x when robin catches him trying to steal the xenothium and locks him in a cage and he goes, “c’mon kid. you don’t really think this little play pen can hold me?” anyway sir my highest score on the bdsm test is brat tam– *i’m taken out back and you hear a single muffled gunshot*
richie (it)🏳🌈🧠💕🧸👀🐺💲
absolute definition of character of all time. and you KNOW he can’t go back to childhood what the fuck!!! i would die for this man but ig eddie beat me to it yikes. the first time i watched ch2 i cried about it for twelve hours straight. i think i have grounds to sue muschietti for this unlicensed use of my image ngl.
scene (mymusic)💅🧠💕🧸💲
MY LITERAL BIOLOGICAL DAUGHTER! sometimes i forget she’s not actually gay in canon bc it makes sense!! indie and jeff are comphet and flowchart is a creep! open your eyes sheeple!! conversely i think she’s the only character on this list who’s neurodivergent canonically by name so that’s dope! we stan a dyslexic queen whose disability doesn’t weigh her down!!
topher (dollhouse)🧠😈😳
every lesbian is legally allowed one real man to be unapologetically attracted to before the government takes notice and begins to tax them and fran kranz is the reason i have to pay. in this house we ignore the season finales. my boy is alive and there’s nothing you can do about it! this man is my poor little meow meow.
vampire willow (btvs)🏳🌈😈👹😳💲
yes she’s her own character. probably my actual gay awakening whoops. the wish?? hello?? you want a puppy miss i can bark. also unsure whether to mark her as real gay or fake gay but willow calls her “evil, skanky, and a little gay” which is a) gender and b) canon enough for me.
will (stranger things)🏳🌈🧠💕🧸🐺💲
look my mans is relatable for several reasons but the snow ball scene at the end of s2 was designed specifically to kill me in particular. i believe in will the wise supremacy. he just wanted to play dnd! we’ve all been there! oh god have i been there!!! i cried so hard after s3ep3 that my mom asked me if i’m gay whoops. sexy bitches don’t come out they just talk about how much they like richie tozier and will byers until the people around them take notice.
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#also i'm not sending this to anyone if you want to pretend i'd send it to you send it to yourself on anon#i give you permission#long post#anon#question
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Hey is
Hayes
I know you’re retarded, and it only breaks my heart to see you standing in the dark, and I want to say something, but I want to see you die so that we actually have a good future. It breaks my heart truly though
so basically Hayes is not the smartest guy around, but he is more intelligent than your father. For example
anyway, bitch, I was still talking, I kept focusing on his mouth
it doesn’t matter he is that man that not a single homosexual man in this country will touch
and the queer community of America is so jealous of me, like I did something wrong .
hey is is smarter than your father yeah
LOL, could you imagine seeing a steak driven through her face stake
that’s what her father wants for her
He says yeah, actually, I didn’t think that deeply into it. I didn’t think I was going to have a retarded piece of shit daughter
But you’re right, your father doesn’t know when to leave things alone, like you don’t know a lot of people don’t know, but the differences that you didn’t come into this world with any kind of power
The difference is
you’re not a cultured woman, and the more you try to bury me alive the more stupid you look
so anyway, nobody cares about your sorry ass because you’re skanky and poor, any plagiarise
and you plagiarise
so I have choices to make and I need to make them fast because I’m not gonna let Mark Saderholm kill me or his trashy tribe. I need to remember that he is not in control and even though he thinks he’s sort of in control he is still accepting money from either Hayes, or a medical doctor Hayes doesn’t have any interest in your trashy daughter anymore than he is interested in Stephanie Bryant or any of those other jealous ones and they are mini in numbers many
they are tall women, not short,
which nobody ?
because I can tell you right now, something made Kylie Minogue awfully jealous, awfully jealous,
luckily, I think there is a technologically advanced human being somewhere in this world who can handle her, but she will only be jealous because why do you not love me the way you love Rebecca
I guess not everybody has everything do they Kylie you have a lot of plastic surgery and you thought that was your ticket to abuse so many women, even though you had no lips in the beginning
Stephanie Bryant thought she was going to be the new you
gonna be the new you
and so we called New Zealand. Oh hey , never mind we’re already there
I’m not going to put up with Stephanie Bryant, she can be killed and I’m kind of surprised she has not been killed because once Stephanie Bryant is aware of human trafficking when she continues to act like a slutty little American trash ball, that’s when the doctors start killing, and I don’t care if they kill you and your retarded sister and your special-needs brother and you will never be my sister child molester
yeah, anyway, the girls from the other pond said like a WhatsApp or whatever, but Stephanie Bryant and all of those people wanted to try to mess with that because they are jealous and none of us want to be friends with these people anymore because they keep trying to steal
I said what’s up you can have my personal number if you would like, I’m not like Ralph of course we have our own way of communicating so I don’t know just let me know something. I’m not sure why we have this way of communicating except for one thing, and I’m not gonna talk about it in front of Americans because they are monsters
oh yeah, Stephanie Bryant wants to be your friend allegedly. Yeah she wants money like they all do
#kylie minogue#medical networking to save lives#rebecca cooper#technology abuse#human trafficking#kylies severe NPD and mother hatred
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Mathematically speaking, most of my audience are probably losers Jolene, because those are the people who always say no no Rebecca‘s wrong Rebecca‘s wrong about everything like I’m just gonna be annoying buttmuncher because I hate Rebecca
And any tacos, mathematics and some greasy Cunt is trying to mark my shit up is it because that one guy didn’t want to fuck you?
You can always go to a different call-center Nick will
Pacos tacos racism
Only white bitches say a word now
Amanda Palmer and Stephanie Bryant were embarrassed
Well, you guys don’t know who Stephanie is because she’s nobody she’s just some person from around here. I think she goes to a Baptist church or went to a Baptist church for like two minutes until they told her you can’t go here because you’re skanky and you can’t brush your hair or wash it.
But Amanda Palmer is somebody you can look up online anyway you both could have a big tall cup of mind your own fucking business you don’t know very much about the world
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hate sex• t.ennis
(You hate him because he is always so sexual with you, even though you don’t really mind)
Warnings: Smut
“Go to the club with us, girly.” Lauren, Mcdavid’s girlfriend, says to me with a smile. “K.” I shrug and I go upstairs and put on a low cut, body con, mesh on the hips dress.
I paired that outfit with some skanky heels, I walked downstairs. “Ok bitch, serve!” She says and I pop the booty out a little, “Tyler will be there for you.” Lauren winks, “Ew.” I rolled my eyes and she laughs.
“Why do you hate him so much? You two would make a hot couple.” Lauren asks, “He’s too sexual with me.” I said and she chuckled, “You don’t like it?” She asks, “Nope!” I said popping the ‘p’.
She gave me a look that she knew I was lying but shrugged it off, “Let’s go.” She said and I nod, then we go to the club.
At the club
We walked into the club with ease and we saw the guys and a few more of our friends, “Hey sexy, wanna go fuck in the bathroom? That ass is screaming my name.” Tyler says from behind, “Fuck off, Ennis.” I said and he laughed.
“Come on babydoll, just fuck me. I know you want to, you always look at my body, I bet you think about how good I’d fuck the whore out of you.” He whispers in my neck and I got chills.
I grabbed the shot off the table and downed it, I walked off and ignored Tyler. I saw some hot guy and decided to dance with him, we danced to the song “Promiscuous” by Nelly Furtado and it was honestly so fun.
“You’re so sexy.” The hot guy smirked and I bit my lip, I grabbed his face and kiss his lips. I looked over and saw Tyler and he was not that happy, “Could you buy me a drink, baby?” I asked the hot guy.
He nods with a smirk, he grabbed my hand and we walked over to the bar part. “2 martinis.” The hot guy says, “I’m Y/n, by the way.” I told him, “Thomas.” He said smiling.
“Can I have your number?” I asked Thomas, “Yes, it’s (whatever phone number).” He said and I put him in my phone as ‘Thomas the hottie🥵’ and he chuckled at me.
We took our drinks and quickly downed it, “Is that your boyfriend over there?” Thomas asks and pointed at an angry Tyler, “Absolutely not! He keeps trying to get in my pants, my best friend has a boyfriend who is on the same hockey team as Tyler and that’s how we met.” I said.
“Good, so there’s no man I have to watch out for?” Thomas asks and I shake my head, “Good.” He smiled and the bartender faces us another shot and then we took them and walked back on the dance floor.
“Hips Don’t Lie” by Shakira came on and I wrapped my arms around his neck, our hips danced together and his arm wrapped around my waist. “It’d be so hot to fuck you right here.” Thomas whispered in my ear.
I gasped, “I’m not about that. I’m sorry, if you want to fuck me. We have to go to yours or mine.” I told him and he nods, “Come on.” He whispers in my ear, “Ok.” I said, smiling.
“Hey Y/n!” Tyler said, and I turn around smiling, “Oh hey Tyler.” I said and he chuckled, “Uh where are you guys going?” He asks me, “It doesn’t fucking matter.” Thomas says to him.
Tyler looked taken aback, “Yo, what?” Tyler says, “Ty don’t listen to him. Thomas that was really mean.” I said to him, “Who fucking cares? I’m not trying to get cock blocked by some airhead who thinks you’re gonna sleep with him.” Thomas angrily admitted.
“You know what Thomas, I don’t think I want to sleep with you tonight or ever, sorry.” I say to him and he grips my arm, “I’m gonna fuck you, even if I have to force you, you slut.” Thomas said with a scowl.
Tyler grabbed me and pushed Thomas, “You Wanna fight cause I’ll fight you right here. Don’t you ever put your hands on a girl, especially Y/n, you big dick.” Tyler says with an angry look.
“Whatever.” Thomas says and walked off, “Um thank you, Tyler.” I said to him, looking down, “You’re welcome, sexy.” He winked, “And to think you were somewhat likeable.” I said to him, he grins and grabbed my hand.
We walked to his table and I saw my friends all chatting it up over somewhere else, “I’m sorry for ever making you uncomfortable, Y/n.” Tyler said grabbing my hand and playing with my fingers.
“I honestly don’t mind.” I shrug and he smiled, “Wanna go back to mine maybe, and make some babies?” Tyler asks with a grin, “Oh my gosh.” I shake my head with a chuckle.
I sighed and looked at him, “Sure.” I say and he winked at me, he helps me to his car and we go back to his.
“You can make yourself at home when you get upstairs, baby.” He winked and I chuckle, he walked into the kitchen. I walked upstairs and got naked, I laid underneath his comforter.
I hear him walking upstairs and I laid on my back and began playing with my pussy. “Tyler.” I moaned softly and he definitely heard, he came in my room and his jaw dropped.
“What’re you doing?” Tyler asks, grinning, “Making myself at home.” I said to him, I continued playing with my clit and moaning his name. “You gonna come over here and fuck me?” I asked Tyler.
He smiled genuinely and walked over to me, “Before you do anything, babe. Give me your jersey.” I said to him and he grabs it off his chair in the corner of his bedroom.
“Here, gorgeous.” He said and I slipped it over my head, “How does your name look on me, daddy?” I asked him, “So fucking sexy.” He said and I motion him to come closer with my finger.
He was in front of me and I grab his hand, I stuck my tongue out and swirled my tongue around his finger tip. He took it out of my mouth and replaced it with his thumb, I close my lips around his big thumb and deepthroat it.
“Can I fuck you?” He asked me, “Only if I can wear your jersey.” I said to him, “Fuck yeah, you definitely can.” He smiled and I smirk, I grab his face and kissed him.
We made out on his bed feverishly, he made his way in between my legs and smirks into the kiss. I break from the kiss and flip on to my back, “I want you to see your last name on me while you rail me from behind.” I said to him.
“Alright.” He says and I heard the blush on his cheeks, “Not so confident now?” I asked looking behind me and he rolled his eyes, “Well, I never thought I’d get this far with you. Always a dream of mine.” He grinned.
I chuckled, “I don’t fully hate you.” I tease and he kissed my neck, “Change the attitude, sweetheart. Or you won’t walk right for a year.” He urged.
“Is that a threat or a promise?” I asked, he smacks my ass and I jerked forward, his hand soothed the stinging sensation and then he leaned in my ear.
His breath hot on my neck, “A promise, princess.” He says and shoved his whole dick inside of me, “Oh fuck.” I moaned loudly, “Shit.” He breathed out as his hips slapped against my ass.
“So tight.. fuck.” He moaned loudly, “Daddy.” I moaned softly, “I think I’d rather have Thomas’s dick shoved in my ass.” I say and he slapped my face, which I moaned to.
“That’s right, daddy. Treat me like a whore!” I screamed in pleasure, “I’m not gonna treat you like one, you already are one.” He says and I moaned softly.
His hand went around me and wrapped around my throat, his pace sped up and his balls slapped against my ass cheeks. “Baby, please.” I moan a bit quietly.
“Please, what?” He asks, not slowing down, if anything goes faster. “Leave marks on me. I love rough sex.” I said to him, he lifts his jersey up some and smacked my back really harshly.
My back arched more, “You slut. You think it’s okay to talk about some fucking asshole while I’m making you scream.” He grunts through his teeth, “I’m sorry.” I cried out.
“You will be, whore.” He says and slapped my face, his grip around my throat went tighter and my breathing slowed down, “Tyler.. I can’t breathe.” I said to him.
All his movements stopped, “Are you okay? I’m so sorry, Y/n. I didn’t mean to hurt you, I won’t choke you anymore.” Tyler apologetically says, “Ty it is okay, alright? Just ease up on the grip some.” I said and he nods.
“Fuck.. so wet for me.” He grunts, “Who go my you this wet, huh?” He asks with gritted teeth, “Tyler Ennis.” I moaned out, “Good girl.” He grins and I moaned at the name.
His grip on my throat was barely there, “You can grip a little harder.” I said to him, he does as I told and I felt my climax coming. “I’m going to cum, daddy.” I said.
“Me too, daddies girl.” He says and kissed my neck where it is beginning to bruise a bit, “1..2..3.” He says and we both came, my legs shook and my vision blurred.
I fell onto my face and he gasped, “Holy fucking shit.” He said and I look behind me, “What?” I asked him, “You just squirted.” He says and I put my face into the blanket.
“No, don’t be embarrassed. It was so sexy.” He said and I grin, “I’m sorry for ever being mean to you, Ty.” I said to him with a sad smile.
He shook his head, “It’s okay. I would’ve done the same if some guy was flirting with me constantly.” He giggled, “Yeah, buts it’s not okay. I actually loved getting hit on by you and always dreamed about you making my legs shake.” I said to him.
“It’s fine. Are you okay though?!” He asked with concern, tracing my neck. “I’m great! It just slightly burns, I’ll be fine.” I said and he pulled me into his chest.
He kissed my head and I wrap my arms around his neck, “I love you.” He said barely above a whisper, “I love you too, Tyler.” I grin and he kissed my lips hungrily, pushing me on my back and kissing down my body.
“Round 2, or 10?” He asked with a smirk, “Yes sir.” I innocently said and he winked before kissing my thighs.
#nhl fanfiction#nhl imagine#hockey imagine#hockey smut#nhl smut#tyler ennis#tyler ennis smut#edmonton oilers
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"...you don’t have time to have sex but you’re gonna have time to raise a kid? Again I think that was just an excuse because she didn’t wanna bother to try to get pregnant and get fat or stretch marks."
And that is why we should (and do) hate skanky thirsty bitches like this. Period. End of.
Stop giving these cunts attention people!!
The attention they want is entertainment tonight and people magazine and access Hollywood etc- not some little tumblr blog so they got their attention.
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Title: Consequences For Your Actions
Gif credit @teresa-palmer
Requested by @joeybarber
There's a part 2 coming as well.
Hope you like it. Thanks for requesting ❤❤
Happy Reading Dollies
"Y/N, you need to tell Oscar". Cesar followed you into the house. You had just gotten back from picking up Cesar from school when some jealous bitch and her boyfriend started talking shit about you.
"No, what I need is for you to shut up. I can handle this. Oscar already has enough shit on his plate that he doesn't need my drama. So shut your mouth before I do it for you". You turned around and got into Cesar's face. You weren't the one to start a fight but you weren't one to back down either. You just knew when to act on it and to let it blow over.
"They threatened your life. You're marked".
You scoffed sarcastically. "I'm not even in the gang. How am I a target"?
"You're associated with the Santos. You're dating the freaking leader. Tell Oscar or I will".
"Tell me what"? Oscar scared you as his dominant voice came out. He leaned on the door frame his arms crossed.
"It's nothing. Cesar is just overreacting". Playing it off as it was nothing.
"Two locals threatened her". Cesar spoke making you starr him down. He was unfazed by your approach to making him silent.
"Where are they"? Oscar pushed himself off the frame and strutted outside to his car. Cesar hopped in and they rode off. He didn't need a explanation or even what was said. He'd hurt anyone that messed with you no questions asked. That's what you loved and hated about him. He'd shoot first and bury the body before seeing what was the reason. But that was the Santos way.
Cesar pointed out the couple that were talking trash about you. Oscar pulled up to the picnic table and got out. A pissed off look was already on his face.
"You the el cabrón that was bad mouthing my girl"? He walked up the couple.
"What's your skanky girl look like". The girl asked with a chuckle.
"Watch your mouth, puta". Oscar spat pointing his finger at the girl.
"I'd watch who you're talking to, bro". The guy mocked Oscar, puffing out his chest making Oscar laugh. Like he was some big shot.
"You must be new. See I'm Spooky, leader of the Santos and I dont take it kindly when you disrespect my girl".
"Who gives a fuck about your girl". The guy said in Oscar's face.
Oscar chuckled looking at Cesar. Then his face went to ragging anger. He leaned back and head butted the guy in the nose. His woman screamed. He staggered back, trying to comprehend what just happened.
"You better be glad you're a woman cause if you weren't I'd be doing the same to you as I'm going to do to him". Oscar grabbed the guy by his shirt dragging him to the back of his car.
"Cesar get the trunk". Oscar yelled to his little brother. He popped the trunk and Oscar pulled out rope. Tying the guys hands up and wrapping the rope under the car.
"No one threatens my baby without consequences". Oscar growled tying the rope tighter around his wrist.
"Get in". He ordered Cesar.
They took off down the road back to Oscar's house with the guy dragging along. Oscar wasn't going to take any shit from anyone including a wanna be tough guy.
You sat on the steps waiting for Oscar to come, probably had to clean up a few cuts and bruises like usual when he got into a fight.
But you never expected him to be coming down the road with a guy dragging along with him. You stood up shocked. This was one of the craziest things he's ever done.
"Are you serious right now"? You took off to the car as he stopped in the middle of the street.
"He disrespected you. He's gotta learn".
"He could die. Then that's what another twenty five to life".
"I was only going ten miles. He's fine". Oscar got out of the car and went to check on his straggler. The guy was still alive rolling around trying to get loose. His face was blooded, his pants and shirt was ripped from the road and rocks. He had a shoe missing and his sock had a hole in this big toe didn't know if it was from the road or it was already there.
"See he's fine". Oscar pulled the guys head up with a handful of hair.
"Okay, let him go before someone calls the cops". You begged him.
"Not until he apologizes to you". Oscar grabbed him by the throat making him look at you. "Apologize to my beautiful goddess". He squeezed tighter.
"Apologize now". The guy choked out words but you couldn't make them out since there was no air getting to his lungs.
"I'm sorry". He breathed out when Oscar let go.
"See, you now know who I am and what I'm capable of doing to guys like you that disrespects my family". Oscar stood over the guy talking but he didn't pay attention that earned him a kick to the gut.
"Oscar, enough. Let him go". You pulled back Oscar to you. He grabbed your face and kissed your lips. He must have sensed something, the cops pulled up with their guns drawn and pointing at Oscar.
"Get on the ground now". One shouted.
Oscar put his hands on his head and winked at you before kneeling for them to arrest him.
One officer untied the guy from the car. Cesar got out of the car and ran. No cop went after him since they had Oscar.
"I love you, mamacita. Don't worry".
"I love you". You kissed Oscar quickly before they dragged him away shoving him into the back of the patrol car.
You watched as they carried him off to jail, now it was your turn to protect him. Calling the lawyer and getting bail money. Waiting for the hearing and watching over Cesar. That's what you do in a Santos family.
#oscar diaz fanfiction#oscar diaz x reader#oscar spooky diaz imagines#oscar diaz imagines#on my block fanfiction#on my block imagine#oscar spooky diaz#oscar diaz#happys crazy queen22
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RP memes based on "Juno"
The little pink plus sign is so unholy.
Will you still think I’m cute if I’m huge?
I never realize how much I like being home unless I’ve been somewhere really different for a while.
I knew this girl who like had this crazy freak out because she took too many behavioral meds at once and she like ripped off her clothes, and dove into the fountain at Ridgedale Mall and was like, “Blah I am a Kraken from the sea!”
I could sell you some of my Adderall if you want.
THUNDERCATS ARE GO!
It’s Morgan Freeman. Do you have any bones that need collecting?
Honest to blog?
I’ve taken like three pregnancy tests, and I’m forshizz up the spout.
Oh my GOD. Oh shit! Phuket, Thailand!
Wow your [clothing item] are like especially [color/quality] today.
Look, in my opinion, the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right person is still going to think the sun shines out your ass. That’s the kind of person that’s worth sticking with.
Well, it’s kind of skanky. Isn’t that what you girls call it? Skanky? Skeevy?
Tore up from the floor up?
You’re, like, the coolest person I’ve ever met, and you don’t even have to try, you know
I try really hard, actually.
What other kind of shenanigans could I get into?
Your Egg-o is preggo
Is your nipples real brown?
Thanks a heap, Coyote Ugly
They’re just, like, greedy little bitches.
His mouth tasted really tangy and delicious.
I need to know that it’s possible that two people can stay happy together forever.
She just hates when I sit around watching movies and ‘not contributing.’
This is the most magnificent discarded living room set I’ve ever seen.
That ain’t no Etch-A-Sketch. This is one doodle that can’t be un-did, Homeskillet.
I want a parakeet.
Can you just hold on for a second, I’m on my hamburger phone.
But you know, boys have endured worse things for nookie.
I thought you were the kind of girl who knew when to say when.
I don’t know what kind of girl I am.
I could so go for like a huge cookie right now, with like, a lamb kabob simultaneously.
Jocks like him always want freaky girls. Girls with horn-rimmed glasses and vegan footwear and Goth makeup. Girls who play the cello and wear Converse All-Stars and want to be children’s librarians when they grow up. Oh yeah, jocks eat that shit up.
She looks like a hobbit. You know, the fat one, that was in the Goonies.
Don’t think it’s yours just because you marked it with your urine!
I’m gonna stop wearing underwear. Raise my sperm count.
It’s not like the baby’s going to storm in here any second and demand dessert-colored walls.
Being pregnant makes me pee like Seabiscuit!
Nesting, huh? Are you planning to build the crib out of twigs and saliva?
It makes his junk smell like pie.
You know, you can go into early labor sucking face like that!
When I see them all running like that, with their things bouncing around in their shorts, I always picture them naked, even if I don’t want to.
All I see is pork swords.
If you put one more baco on that potato, I’m gonna kick your little monkey butt.
She smells like soup. Have you ever smelled her? I mean, her whole house smells like soup!
[Name] is actually great… in chair.
You are so young.
Must you always feed?
Wow! That shirt’s workin’ hard.
Doctors are sadists who like to play God and watch lesser people scream.
I’m gonna punch that [Name] kid in the wiener next time I see him!
You weren’t even alive!
Did you put like, a hundred things of tic-tacs in my mailbox?
Well, aren’t you the cool guy?
It’s not an apartment, it’s a loft.
They have ads for parents?
Oh, what’s another ten pounds?
She won’t even let me stand in front of the microwave or eat red M&Ms.
Well, it can really only go two ways.
Geez, [Name]! Shut your freakin’ gob!
Silencio, old man!
All babies want to get borned!
Can we make out now?
I’ll handle this. I’m really good at diffusing mom-type rage.
I am giving you the gift of life, screaming pooping life, and you don’t even have to be there when it comes out all covered in blood and guts!
Yum, this pretzel tastes like a freaking DONUT!
Why does everyone think yellow is gender neutral? I never knew a guy with a yellow room.
I need to know that it’s possible that two people can stay happy together forever.
Supposedly they can hear you even though it’s all, like, ten-thousand leagues under the sea.
They were talking about in health class how pregnancy, it can often lead to an infant.
It started with a chair.
It ended with a chair.
I just want something a little more edgier.
I was thinking more, like, graphic designer… mid thirties, you know, with a cool Asian girlfriend who, like, dresses awesome and rocks out on the bass guitar. But I don’t want to be too particular.
I’m not crying, I’m just allergic to fine home furnishing.
I wish my funbags would get bigger.
Yeesh, they sound like a cult, is what the sound like!
I was hoping she was expelled, or into hard drugs.
Yeah, I’m a legend. You know, they call me the cautionary whale.
I’m just saying that this is—this is something that’s never gonna happen.
I don’t take orders. Not from you and not from any man.
Call me when you get off the rag!
I’ve actually heard the the snow peak peach flavor is the best flavor of Boone’s.
Who’s ready for some chromo magnificence?
I am a sacred vessel, alright? All you’ve got in your stomach is Taco Bell.
Yeah, if I could just have the thing and give it to you now, I totally would. But I’m guessing it looks probably like a sea monkey right now and we should let it get a little cuter.
Hey there, big puffy version of [Name]!
He is the cheese to my macaroni.
Oh, go fly a kite!
Whoa! Dream big!
When you move out I’m getting two Weimaraners!
Did you by any chance barf in my urn?
I would never barf in your urn.
There was some blue shit, I mean, gunk, stuff, in there this morning.
This cactus-gram stings even worse than your abandonment.
She inexplicably mails me a cactus every Valentine’s Day.
You’d be the meanest wife ever, okay?
Well, I still have your underwear!
I still have your virginity.
You have no reason to be mad at me, I mean, you know, you broke MY heart. I should be royally ticked off at you. I should be really cheesed off, I shouldn’t want to talk to you anymore.
I have heartburn that is radiating in my knee caps and I haven’t taken a dump since like Wednesday… morning.
Why don’t you go back to night school in Mantino and learn a real trade.
Maybe they’ll do a far shittier job of raising a kid than my dumbass [relation] would. Have you considered that?
Somebody else is going to find a precious blessing from Jesus in this garbage dump of a situation.
[Name] verbally abused the ultrasound tech and we got escorted off the premises.
I named my guitar “Roosevelt”-not Ted, Franklin. You know, the hot one, with polio.
When do I get that spinal tap thing?
You should’ve gone to China, you know, 'cause I hear they give away babies like free iPods. You know, they pretty much just put them in those t-shirt guns and shoot them out at sporting events.
Look, I just drank my weight in Sunny-D and I gotta go pronto!
Can’t we just, like, kick this old school? Like, I have the baby, put it in a basket and send it your way, like, Moses and the reeds?
You seem to be getting pregnanter these days.
I wonder if the baby’s claws could scratch your vag on the way out?
As boyfriends/girlfriendsjoyfriends go, [Name] is totally boss
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Viggo’s Little Slut - WH Fanfic
Pairing: Viggo x OC Simone
Genre: hurt/comfort, angst, implied smut, fluff ending
Words: 4250
A/N: it sounds like smut but it’s not smut (sorry?). There is implied smut in the middle of this, but I deliberately left it out for many reasons, tumblr might block this post mainly because I HC Viggo to be pretty rough in bed (he likes butt stuff), and I’m not sure anyone in this fandom but me would be interested in that. I liked the story and idea surrounding the smut though, so please enjoy my little anti-slut-shaming piece.
Warnings: contains bullying, coarse language, mild physical aggression
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‘Alright guys, that’s it for tonight. Hiro will give you your homework on the way out.’
‘What? Why am I giving out your homework, King Kook?’
Hiro begrudgingly stood up and snatched the pile of handouts from Zeus, flipping through them as he moved over towards the door.
‘Bring them back to Hiro tomorrow night for marking,’ Zeus added with a grin.
‘What?! I’m not marking your homework again!’
‘Stop complaining, Hiro.’
I started packing up my things, slipping my books and pens into my bag. Around me, other Night Class students were talking about going to the Night Café now that class was finished, but I just wanted to get out of there. On the far side of the room I could also hear the gossip starting, the word ‘slut’ catching my attention.
For the last two weeks I had been hearing the word slut a lot more often. No one said it to my face, but I knew that everyone was talking about me. Since the unfortunate incident that resulted in Zeus and I getting stuck together with a stupid curse, and Caesar’s remedy that involved removing all basic curses on both of us, all of my secret keeper spells were broken. Every spell I had cast to keep a guy from talking about me after we’d spent a night together had lost it’s effect, and within days the word was out. Zeus was also obviously the first one to talk about it, and since he started bragging about our casual relationship, others had to brag too, and suddenly everyone knew about almost every guy I had slept with at the academy.
I shoved the last of my books into my bag, furious with myself and trying not to react to the boys on the far side of the room grinning at me like hungry wolves eyeing off a cornered rabbit. I scurried to the door, but not before hearing one of the Night Class Gossip Queens, Belladonna, snickering to her friends in the Zeus fan club, ‘where’s she going in such a rush?’
I hoped that they weren’t talking about me, but it became certain when Tziporrah added as I took the homework sheet from Hiro and left the room, ‘probably off to screw another boy.’
My fists clenched as I stopped just outside the door. It took all my strength not to turn around and curse the dumb bitches. I put my hand to my waist to take my wand, but my rage disappeared and was fast replaced with panic when I realised my wand wasn’t there. My mind raced, wondering where I could’ve left it, but it couldn’t be far. I glanced back at my desk in the classroom and sure enough, I had left it right there.
But going back inside meant I had to face those girls again. I could still hear their snarky giggling inside the room. Tziporrah’s dark voice taunting, ‘bet you anything she’s going to try to sink her claws into Zeus again.’
‘Probably off to go splay herself on his bed and wait for him,’ Sarina added to laughter from her friends.
My face burned hot while I tried to swallow down the lump forming in my throat. I was tired of hearing jokes about my sexual proclivity, and none of them even knew the reasons why I had so many sexual partners. I hated to admit it, but their stupid jokes got to me.
‘I dunno,’ Belladonna teased, ‘Have you seen the way she looks at Hiro?’
I glanced back into the room, at Hiro standing on the other side of the door, still handing out papers to the students leaving one by one. He didn’t seem to hear them, or if he did, he didn’t care. He never cared about much, including me, but he the stupid girls were right; I wouldn’t mind getting a little closer to Hiro.
‘Oooh, you’re totally right,’ Sarina taunted. ‘Better watch out Tzi, or she’s gonna get your man!’
‘Ha! Excuse me?’ Tziporrah barked. ‘Hiro would never touch that skanky ho, he is way better than that.’ She added after a short pause, ‘And he’s not my man anyway. Yet. I don’t screw with boys I’m not dating.’
‘Then you’d better be quick, unless you want her sloppy seconds,’ Sarina taunted. Their voices drew closer towards the door, so I pressed myself against the wall beside the door, hoping they wouldn’t see me as they left the room.
‘Shut up, Sarina. She’s not going to be screwing Hiro, I promise you that.’
Hiro handed the girl’s their homework sheets, watching them with confused eyes as they giggled between themselves and left the classroom.
All three of them stopped and looked at me beside the door. I watched the shock dawn on their faces, before smoothly morphing into looks of disgust. They weren’t really much taller than me, but beside this pack of lionesses on the prowl, I felt insignificantly small. The three of them stepped around me and Tziporrah spat, ‘oh my god, was she eavesdropping on us?’
‘Probably.’
‘What a slut.’
The girls swaggered off, steps in sync as they strutted down the corridor. It was probably fortunate that I didn’t have my wand in hand, or I would’ve thrown some hexes after them. Instead, I took a deep breath to compose myself and reminded myself that I shouldn’t let them hurt me.
I headed back into the classroom, only Zeus and Hiro still there. I didn’t want to hang around, Zeus was probably ready to say something stupid, so I grabbed my wand from my desk and headed back to the door.
‘Hey Simone.’ Zeus’ dark booming voice stopped me before I could escape. ‘Where are you going?’
Shit.
‘Nowhere,’ I quickly answered. It was obviously a lie though, since I had to be going somewhere, so I added, ‘I’m just gonna go back to my dorm.’
‘Why? You should come out with us.’
I cringed. It was really the last thing I wanted. I knew Tziporrah and her friends would be at the Night Cafe. Plus Zeus would undoubtedly want to hook up later, and while I was sorely in need of some physical attention, I didn’t want to have to spend a night stroking Zeus ego when my own was already so fragile. I murmured as I shook my head, ‘mm, no thanks. Not tonight.’
‘Why?’
‘Uhh, because I’m sick of being slut-shamed by your fan club?’
‘Well, fuck them,’ Zeus said. His face broke out in a grin and he added, ‘or better yet, fuck me.’
There it was; he wanted to hook up. It was a hard no, but I tried to politely turn him down. ‘Um, no thanks.’
I turned to leave, before he could get out another argument to try to change my mind, but I wasn’t quick enough. ‘I don’t get you,’ Zeus snapped, obviously mad about being turned down. ‘I thought you liked fucking around?’
‘Yeah,’ I snapped back at him, turning around again, ‘but I never liked everybody talking about it, and making fun of me like I’m some kind of diseased whore. So, you know, thanks for that.’
‘Hey that wasn’t my fault!’ Zeus shouted back at me. ‘Caesar was that one who broke all your stupid secret keepers curses!’
‘Because you were an idiot,’ I spat back at him. ‘And you were the one who told every student that’d listen that we had fucked. So thanks for that, asshole.’
I rushed from the room, before he could say anything else, or before I burst into tears. I didn’t need Zeus or Hiro seeing me cry.
I hated my life right now. I hoped that it would pass eventually, but it had been two weeks now and people were still talking about it. It had been two weeks since I had slept with anyone as well, and the curse that made me need physical intimacy in the first place was making me especially emotional, and stupidly horny, on top of all the usual side effects. The worst of all was the fact that I couldn’t button up the top three buttons of my uniform, my breasts so swollen from my stupid curse getting out of hand, adding fuel for the stupid gossip-mongers’ proverbial fire.
I stuffed my wand into the pocket inside my jacket. The tip of it dug in underneath my bra painfully, so as I walked I tried to stuff it in further to the shallow pocket.
I ran into something as I turned the corner, smacking headlong into another much taller person.
Shit!
‘Hey, watch— oh.’
I looked up at the owner of the chest I just walked into, but I’d already recognised the voice. It was Viggo.
‘Oh,’ he said, ‘it’s just you.’
Viggo was probably the last person I needed to see right now, for a million different reasons. He always wanted to have sex, was constantly horny, and had very particular sexual preferences that always left me feeling like more of a slut than when we started. Not to mention, it wouldn’t have any positive outcome if Viggo, the Crown Prince, was caught with a common slut. I quickly muttered, ‘sorry,’ and dashed around him.
‘Hey, where are you going?’
It was that same question again, and I couldn’t help but wonder if where are you going was actually code for do you want to bang? ‘No where,’ I answered again. ‘Back to my dorm.’
He grabbed my hand, stopping me from running off and yanking me back to face him. ‘I haven’t seen you in like, two weeks. Why don’t you come back to my dorm?’
‘Seriously?’ I raised an eyebrow at him. ‘I’m not sure it’s a good idea for the Prince of Gedonelune to be hanging around the academy’s latest pariah.’
He just gave me a blank look. ‘What?’ He appeared to have no idea what I was talking about, but his ignorance didn’t help my mood. It just made me angrier.
‘Where the fuck have you been?’
‘Detention, where else would I be?’ He quipped back. ‘You didn’t even come visit me.’
‘I didn’t know you were in fucking detention.’
‘I’m fucking always in detention.’ His cold stare bore into me, making me feel even more insignificant and worthless. His warm hand on mind felt alien, like it was not part of the man in front of me. ’Come on,’ he said, ‘I haven’t fucked anything in two weeks, I need some pussy.’
He turned, hand still holding mine, and pulled me down the hall. It was hard to say no, but I knew I just wasn’t in the mood for Viggo and his psychological abuse. I slipped my hand out of his and said, ‘sorry Viggo. Not right now.’
‘The fuck?’ He turned around, looking at the hand I had just pulled away from him and then up to my eyes. ‘You don’t say no to me, you know who the fuck I am.’
‘Yeah, I know,’ I murmured. But I didn’t really know. His comment confused me. I had never heard him pull rank or use his title to try to get laid before, but I wasn’t sure if that’s what he was referring to, or if he meant something else. ‘I’m just not in the mood—’
‘Bullshit.’ Before I could finish my sentence he cut me off. ‘Look at your tits, they’re popping out of your shirt. You haven’t been laid in two weeks either. Com’on, I’ll fuck your brains out how you like it.’
He reached for my hand again but I pulled away, rolling my eyes at him. ‘Ugh. Saying shit like that isn’t helping.’
He gave me a very puzzled and annoyed look. ‘You don’t want me to fuck your brains out how you like it?’
‘No. You have no fucking idea do you?’ I sighed at him. It wasn’t his fault he didn’t know what was going on, he had been in detention for two weeks, probably for cursing Zeus in the first place, but his ignorance was annoying me even more. I explained to him, trying to hold back my frustration, ‘the whole fucking school knows about me now. And thinks that I’m a slut because I’ve slept with a few guys.’ I huffed at him, then added to reiterate why it was such a bad idea for him to hook up with me, ‘better not let daddy hear about you fucking a whore again.’
‘I don’t give a fuck what my old man says,’ Viggo said. ‘I don’t give a fuck about what the dumb shits at this school say either, and neither should you. So what if they think you’re a slut? Fucking own that shit. Best little slut I’ve fucked in a long time.’ He gave me a smile, something of a naughty smirk that I hated to admit looked pretty hot on Viggo, and made me smile at his backhanded compliment. He grabbed my hand again and as he dragged me along behind him he added, ‘now come the fuck with me. I want to fuck your little brains out.’
I didn’t try to stop him this time. I needed an ego boost right now, and Viggo’s words, even though he called me a slut, somehow made me feel better. He was right though, I really didn’t have anything to be ashamed of, and I didn’t need to let other people judge me, especially when they didn’t know everything about me. I smiled at Viggo dragging me along behind him and murmured, ‘that’s… oddly comforting… thanks.’
He glanced back at me, the sly smile still on his lips, but when he saw me smiling at him, he ignored me again, facing forward and muttered, ‘whatever.’
His dismissiveness didn’t bother me. He pulled me along, and I obediently followed, happy that for once I wasn’t being treated like a pariah.
Viggo took me back to his dorm room. He was lucky enough (or important enough) to not have to share with anyone, but still had separate living and sleeping quarters. He took me to his bedroom and, without warning, pushed me face down onto the bed
‘Oof!’
I managed to catch myself on my forearms, my face landing just shy of the pillows at the head of the bed. I felt the bed shift underneath Viggo’s weight as he crawled on behind me, then a hard, sharp slap across my ass.
‘OW!’
I jumped and twisted, clutching my ass and turning to protect it from another smack.
‘That’s for arguing with me,’ Viggo said with a cool glare. He leant over the top of me, supported on one forearm beside my head, and took hold of my jaw, pulling my head up in his vice grip. The tip of his nose was just inches from mine. My heart thundered for a split second, wondering what he wanted to do, but a wave of relief washed over me when all he did was press his lips to mine.
Heat rushed to my cheeks. I felt as thought my whole body was melting into a puddle under his grip and his kiss. Viggo hardly ever kissed me, for whatever reason he didn’t seem to like kissing very much, so whenever he did, it made me melt. His kiss was so soft, unlike every other part of him, capturing my lips in his warm embrace. My brain went fuzzy and my whole body felt warm. His kiss was the ego boost I needed.
He drew back, barely a few inches, just enough that I could open my eyes to see him smirking at me. ‘That’s for listening to me in the end,’ he murmured.
I tried to hide the girlish smile on my face, but I just couldn’t hold it in. I had no qualms being Viggo’s little slut.
***
My body was floating on air. With Viggo, I was able to let go of every ounce of control I had in my life. Rough was an understatement, but he liked having complete control, which gave me an opportunity to let go and let him pound away my problems.
He drew away from me, slipping back off the bed, and my body started to gain it’s weight back. He was finished, I was finished, and I was about to come crashing back down to earth. Firstly, I needed to get my feet back on the ground, literally. I reached my lead like arms for my shaking ankles above my head, to untie the leather strap that was drawing my feet up to the headboard. While I picked at the knot, Viggo slipped out of the room, probably to go clean himself up. This is how it was with us; we knew how to take care of ourselves.
I managed to get the knot undone on one ankle and the strap loosened off, both my legs collapsing to the bed. My legs were tingling from being suspended over my head for so long, and the heavy blood was quickly returning. I wasn’t floating anymore, but I was happily sinking into the soft and warm bed. I could relax for a few minutes, free of any stress or worry and so at ease that I could’ve easily fallen asleep.
Viggo came back to the room, his pants back on now, but he barely set foot in the room before stopping. He folded his arms across his bare chest and leant against the doorway, scowling at me. ‘You planning on staying or something?’
I couldn’t stop the stupid smile on my face. He acted like he didn’t care or want me there, but it was just an act. We had a perfectly good arrangement that never ended with me spending the night, and he knew that wasn’t about to change. I sighed and suppressed a laugh as I shook my head. ‘No,’ I said, surprisingly out of breath still. ‘I’m just trying to get the energy to move.’
Viggo snickered, and dark smirk curling one corner of his lips. ‘The fuck you talking about?’ he mocked. ‘You didn’t do anything.’
‘Yeah?’ I asked, my breath starting to return to me. ‘I’d like to see you take a pounding like that and be able to walk around straight afterwards.’
Viggo’s arrogant grin dropped, and I could see the little wheels spinning in his mind. After a moment, he nodded and said with approval, ‘point taken.’
He stepped away from the doorway, crossing the two short steps to the bed. ‘Move over.’
Despite being Crown Prince, he still only got a standard issue single size bed at the academy, probably meant to discourage him from having girls spend the night. Unfortunately, it made things difficult for us to both relax at the same time. I shuffled to the side as far as I could without pressing against the cold wall, and Viggo flopped down on his back next to me, the cheap mattress bouncing under his weight, one leg dangling off the edge of the bed.
Why didn’t the Crown Prince at least get a better mattress? Even if he still had to have a single size bed, surely he could at least splurge on a decent mattress to get a good night’s sleep. Although, he honestly only spent about 50% of his time in his own bed, the other half spent in the detention chamber. I wondered if he had a personal room in the detention chamber as well, but I knew he didn’t. He got the same treatment everyone else got in detention.
I contemplated asking Viggo why he had been in detention this time, but it felt superfluous. It was undoubtedly because he had cursed Zeus. Zeus relished in any opportunity to put Viggo in detention, or flout his authority in any way possible. I shuddered to think what would happen between Queensblade and Gedonelune when these two boys took over as heads of their respective houses.
I glanced at Viggo beside me. He had his hands folded over his stomach and eyes peacefully closed. He looked like he could be going to sleep, in which case, it would be very difficult for me to get out, being trapped between him and the wall.
I just kept watching him though. I didn’t want to move just yet. Everyone talked about Viggo as though he would be the most ruthless king Gedonelune had ever seen, and many people had given up on him before he had even started, but I thought there was hope for him yet. Resting peacefully like that, he could’ve been mistaken for someone very innocent.
I needed to go. Swooning over a man well out of my league wasn’t going to make things any easier for me, so it was time to go. I sat upright, jokingly murmuring, ‘yeah this is awkward.’
I untied the strap from my other ankle, pulling the feathery tassel through the knot until it was loose enough to release. I bundled up the strap and placed it on Viggo’s stomach, just above his hands. ‘Thanks babe,’ I said, and shuffled off the bed.
I was still mostly dressed, but needed to readjust some things, pulling my panties back into place, twisting my skirt back to the front, pulling my socks back up and scooping my breasts back into my bra. With my wretched curse once again satisfied I was at least able to properly button my shirt up again.
Viggo grabbed my hips and pulled. At some point he had sat upright on the bed and dragged me back to sit between his legs, his arms wrapping one around my waist, the other over my arms. He leant his forehead against the back of my head, but otherwise didn’t move. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say it was his attempt at a hug.
‘What are you doing?’ I asked.
‘Don’t let the shit other people say get to you. I don’t need you getting all depressed and not wanting to fuck.’
I couldn’t hold back my giggle. He seemed to have the best intentions, but his motivation was always questionable. I turned my head to look over my shoulder as much as I could and teased, ‘is that meant to be comforting?’
‘Yes.’
There was a certainty in his tone that made me question if teasing his attempt at comfort was the appropriate response.
‘So what if other people think you’re a slut?’ he asked. ‘You’re a better fucking slut than any of them anyway. They’re just jealous.’
He genuinely was trying to be nice to me. It was strange, especially coming from Viggo. ‘Thanks,’ I murmured. ‘But I don’t think they’re jealous.’
‘I know for a fact that all the guys that haven’t gotten to fuck you are insanely jealous,’ he stated. ‘And now all the girls just hate you because every guy would rather bang you than even look at them. Don’t give them the satisfaction.’ He placed a small kiss on my cheek, right by my ear, then added quietly, ‘if anybody gives you shit, let me know. I’ll deal with them.’
There it was, my ruthless prince. My stupid little giggle surfaced again, warmth spreading from the spot on my cheek that he kissed, because he was being both sweet, and so stupid. ‘Okay,’ I asked, ‘what the fuck is going on with you?’
‘What?’
‘Why are you being nice?’
‘What?’ He repeated. ‘Why not? I’m the only one who get to call you a slut, aren’t I?’
‘Ng… yeah.’
‘Good,’ he said, and I could hear the smirk in his tone. ‘It stays that way.’ He placed another swift kiss on my cheek, his lips warm on my skin. Any other boy it would just be a silly kiss, but from Viggo it meant so much more. ’Now get the fuck out of here,’ he said, unwrapping his arms from around me. ‘And don’t let the guards see you on the way out.’
His change of mood was abrupt, but knowing that it was still Viggo was comforting enough to make me smile. ‘Sure.’
I stood up and finished buttoning my shirt. My shoes were the last thing I needed, and they were on the floor by the foot of the bed. I could’ve sat on the bed to put them on, but that wouldn’t be nearly as fun. I decided to reward Viggo’s little display of comfort and affection, so instead of sitting, I bowed at the waist to slowly slip each of my shoes on, giving him a full view up the back of my skirt. As a stepped into my second shoe I glanced over my shoulder, and sure enough, Viggo was watching me, naughty grin plastered on his face. He glanced at my eyes before standing up and stepping in behind me, pressing his pants against the back of my exposed thighs. His hands crept up my skirt, smoothing over my round skin before giving me one hard smack.
‘Oh!’
My knee-jerk reaction was to straighten up again. He’d had enough of a show and a play for now, and I felt a million times better than I had at the end of class. We both gave each other what we needed. I turned to face him and gave him one last brief kiss on the lips. ‘Thanks, m’lord prince,’ I whispered, before swaggering from his dorm.
There was a swing in my step as I headed back to my dorm in the day class block. Somehow, I miraculously even managed to avoid his guards. I was the Prince’s little slut, Viggo’s slut, and no one could make me ashamed of that.
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Autumn Heat 🍁
Characters: Negan X Reader
Warnings: fluff and some sexual situations ;)
Notes: This is my entry into @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash Fall Into Negan Writing Challenge my prompts were Raking Leaves and Making S'mores ♡♡♡
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“Baby I’m home!”
Walking into your house you quickly tossed your keys in the bowl by the door as you juggled a large pumpkin and a bag of groceries. The crisp evening air had you wrapped in a black turtleneck that clung to your curves and dark blue jeans. Your leather boots thumping against the hardwood floor as you maneuvered your hip to shut the door.
“Negan?”
Placing the pumpkin down on the table you set to putting the groceries away as the sound of Lucy barking in the backyard gave away your husband’s whereabouts. Smiling to yourself, you placed the bottle of wine you bought on the counter.
You and Negan had been married a little over three years and it still felt like you were newlyweds.
Sure he was loud, obnoxious and foul mouthed but he was the man of your dreams.
You were crazy about him.
Your love only seeming to grow with time.
Shutting the fridge you made your way to the window overlooking the backyard, your brow creasing in frustration as you watched the slutty floozy from next door hit on your man.
“Fucking Amber” you growled.
Negan was decked out in his leather jacket and red scarf you got him last year for Christmas.
It looked like he had been in the process of raking up the leaves when miss “humpsanythingwithapulse” showed up.
Folding your arms you decided to spy on them a little before interrupting her little show.
You weren’t worried about Negan being unfaithful, he had never giving you a reason to be.
Instead you were curious to see how he would handle the situation.
And of course he made a hilarious show of being passive-aggressive while avoiding her advances, his shoulders tensing up when she laid her hand on his arm.
Her long bony fingers gripping his bicep.
Growling you quickly moved to the door, you had had enough of her skanky little claws touching your husband. The damn bitch needed to fuck off before you knocked her teeth down her throat.
Slamming the door behind you your lips quirked up in a smirk as Amber jumped, jerking her hand away as Negan eyed you over his shoulder with a bright smile.
Sliding your hands around his waist you leaned against the arm she had been pawing at. Your fingers toying with the clasp of his belt absently as he moved his arm to wrap around your shoulders.
“Hey baby”
You smiled at his deep purring voice, your eyes drifting to Amber who was shifting her eyes away from you to Negan.
“So uh…would you mind taking a look at it later?”
You cocked an eyebrow at her before glancing up at Negan who smiled “yeah I can check it out for ya, piece of shit seems to be breaking down on ya more often huh? Probably about fucking time to buy a new one”. Ambers eye roll inducing laugh instantly gave you a headache as she once again took a step closer to Negan.
Sliding from his grasp you walked behind him to his left side grasping his hand so you were in between him and Amber.
“What'cha need fixed this time, oh let me guess…your washer again?”
Amber gulped taking a step back “it’s an old washer it’s just becoming a little testy is all”. You smiled “I can see that, so when is my husband going over?”
Negan chuckled “probably after Halloween baby”.
Biting your lip at his knowing smile you looked at Amber “that’s great I’ll probably come over with him so me and you can have some girl time, I mean it’s gotta get lonely over there in that big house with Mark away on business”.
She gave you a nervous laugh “ye…yeah that sounds great” you gave her a bright smile “awesome…well we’ll see ya around Amber, Happy Halloween”.
She quickly slipped through the back gate looking over her shoulder as Negan grasped your chin, leaning down to give you a smouldering kiss.
Pulling away slowly he chuckled “you have nothing to fucking worry about darlin, trust me. I keep my fucking distance from walking cum dumpsters”. You laughed swatting his arm playfully “now that’s not nice Neg…Mark’s the love of her life remember?” he let out a deep rumbling laugh “yeah that’s why she’s got a new toy over there every night?”
You growled “I swear though, if that fucking bitch keeps trying to put the moves on you i’m gonna bash her fucking brains in”.
He bit his lip before running his tongue across it sensually “hmmm I love it when you get all riled up baby, it just…” he gave an exaggerated shiver “gets all my fucking engines revving”.
Pursing your lips you tugged him closer to you “well maybe if you’re a good boy I’ll take ya for a spin”.
He chuckled kissing your lips softly before pulling away.
Looking around the back yard you smiled “you know you don’t have to rake the leaves right?…I kinda like em just strewn about”. Shrugging he started running the rake across the grass “figured I’d help ya out some since I’m on vacation and you’re not”.
You smiled running your hand up his back to rub his shoulder gently “that’s sweet honey but you really don’t need to do this…plus I haven’t seen you all day” you pouted sticking your lip out slightly making him laugh.
“Baby ya saw me this morning”
You sighed “fine, guess Amber’s worth more of your time than I am”.
He growled bending over to pick up one of Lucy’s toys, leaning right over one of his large pile of leaves.
A devious smirk crossed your face before you quickly shoved him head first into the gold and orange pile.
“shit” he growled, rolling over on his back as the leaves scattered around him. Several of them sticking in his hair and flying into the air to dance around him as you giggled down at his flustered appearance.
“Oh you’re fucking hilarious” he drawled sitting up to give you an unimpressed look. You continued to giggle “I know…” but you were quickly cut off as his long arms wrapped around your hips, pulling you on top of him as he fell back onto the pile of leaves with a yelp of surprise.
Bursting into laughter you both held onto to one another as the leaves crunched beneath you. Kissing his dimples you ran your chilled hands down his scruffy cheeks, his gloved hands gripping your hips as his lips moved to yours.
“hmmm love you baby” he rasped leaning up slightly to press his forehead against yours.
Smiling against his lips you kissed him once more “I love you too”
Sitting up beneath you, causing you to straddle his waist Negan tousled his hair sending tiny pieces of dead leaves down around you before he pushed your hips slightly so you both could get up.
Getting to your feet you held out your hand so he could grasp it as you helped him up.
“So did you find all that shit you wanted last night?” he chuckled dusting off his backside.
Cocking an eyebrow at him you crossed your arms “and by shit, I’m assuming you mean our wine and s'mores for tonight?”
He snorted in amusement with a shrug “honey you were riding me within an inch of my life, I had a little more pressing thoughts going through my fucking head”. You smacked his shoulder making him chuckle “oh I was not!”
He laughed “really, is that why I had to fix the damn headboard this morning?”
You gaped at him as he gave you a wink “should’ve made you fix the poor thing since you’re the one who broke the fucker”.
You scoffed “technically you broke it when you decided to wear that suit I love”.
He threw his hands up “it’s a nice fucking suit”
You narrowed your eyes “you knew what you were doing!”
He gave you a weird look before licking his lips in thought. His eyes wandering down your body as he gave you a heated stare “hmmm toche”.
Biting your lip you grasped his hand “alright handsome let’s go inside”. He chuckled following you to the house, his eyes darting to Lucy who sat by her dog house “don’t worry darlin we haven’t forgotten about you”.
You smiled as she began wagging her tail, twirling around in excitement with a happy bark.
Unhooking her tie out leash Negan smiled as she sprinted around his legs barking loudly before tearing off in through the doggy door.
You giggled “well she’s happy”
****
After dinner you and Negan had decided to move back out to the stone fire pit, sitting on the large wooden bench with a fleece blanket and two pillows.
You both were leaning against one another, your roasting sticks turning slowly between your fingers as the marshmallows darkened under the heat. Negan pulled his from the flame as he shifted from you to scrape them off onto a plate.
Pulling yours out as well, you turned to him with a smile as he scraped yours off to join his.
“Alright, I think you should have to make these messy fuckers since you love em so much”.
You giggled reaching over his lap to grab the plate “oh quit your whining”, he chuckled opening The chocolate and Graham crackers. Making each of you two s'mores you scooted back onto the bench leaning against the soft pillow.
Negan was watching you closely as you chewed on the sweet mosh pit of awesomeness in your mouth. Raising your hand up to cover your lips you smiled “stop watching me eat”.
He smiled “how the fuck do you not make a fucking mess with these?”
You swallowed with a smile “I don’t know”. Shaking his head he took a bite as creamy marshmallow oozed out between the graham and chocolate down his chin. Growling he set his s'more on the plate leaning forward to avoid a bigger mess “goddamnit, fucking things”.
You laughed, scooting closer to him as he moved to get up.
Grasping his hand you pulled him back to sit down “ohhh come here” you giggled softly, straddling his waist. He let out an annoyed sigh lifting his hands away from you “baby I’m covered in this shit, I gotta get the fuck up unless you want it all over you”.
Sliding your hands around his wrists you pursed your lips before biting it with a smirk “you wanna know the best part about eating s'mores?”
He rolled his eyes with a frustrated huff “feeling like fucking fly paper?”
You giggled leaning forward to peck his lips with a sweet kiss, whispering against him with a smile “cleaning up”.
His mouth opened to retort but fell silent as you ran your tongue up the side of his chin, his eyes falling shut with a deep chuckle.
Pulling back from his now clean lips you gently tugged his hand to your lips, dragging them over his fingers as you cleaned up the sticky remnants of his s'more.
Your husband was breathing heavily as you sucked on his long fingers, moving to his other hand you let out a tiny moan as you finished up on his middle finger.
Groaning he shifted beneath you “ahh…al… alright baby take it fucking easy unless you want me to fuck you into this damn bench”.
You giggled rocking against him gently “hmmm I wouldn’t be opposed to that”. Leaning down to whisper in his ear, you smiled “you taste better than the s'mores”. Biting his lip with a deep chuckle he slid his eyes back shut as you grabbed the blanket, wrapping it around you.
Grasping it’s edges so it stayed around you, Negan leaned his head back against the wood as your lips molded against his. Your fingers running through his dark hair as your hips moved against him in slow torturous rolls.
The night was quite aside from the crackling of the fire and the wet sounds of your lips.
Negan let out a light groan as your hips moved against him more firmly, his teeth nipping at your bottom lip as you tugged on his soft locks. The two of you really needed to take the activities inside, you were soaking through your panties. The slight roll of his hips to meet yours was driving long drawn out whines from your pink lips.
Fisting his hair as he laved your neck in open mouthed kisses, you both flinched as the sound of a door being opened echoed from across the street. Panting heavily against one another you let out a frustrated whine as he moved to mouth at the sensitive flesh behind your ear.
Grasping his rough cheeks you gasped pushing him away slightly “baby stop…I…I think Amber’s outside”. Grunting softly he nuzzled against your cheek with a deep sigh, laced in annoyance.
“We can be fucking quiet” he mumbled against your skin sending shivers down your heated flesh. “You’re joking right?” you giggled softly “were many things Negan but quiet isn’t one of them”.
Growling in frustration he dropped his head against your shoulder “fucking nosey bitch”.
You smiled running your hand through his hair making it stick up “baby we’re the ones dry humping one another in our backyard”. He gripped your hips firmly “skanks probably trying to get a fucking free look at Negan jr.”
Running your hands down his neck and chest to grasp his belt you gave him a sloppy kiss, your right hand slipping down to palm his erection.
His mouth dropped open with a rough gasp “fuck darlin”.
You let out a breathy laugh “that was the idea…” you frowned “…well until we were rudely interrupted”.
Turning his head to look across the street at Amber who was walking around on her porch, her eyes glancing over to your fence briefly as she took a seat on her porch swing. He smirked cocking his head slightly “you think she can tell what we’re fucking doing over here?”
You glanced over at her “doubt it, I mean she can probably just make out us sitting here but that’s about it…why?” his smirk slowly turned into a wicked grin “I think she needs taught a lesson on minding her own fucking business…” he rasped kissing the corner of your mouth “dont’cha think?”
You blushed slightly “Negan no…let’s just go back inside ok?…”
He chuckled “she lookin?”
Glancing over, you could just make out her eyes trained intently on your wooden fence. The cherry of her cigarette illuminating her face as she gave your home a look of disgust. You growled “yeah she’s fucking looking, giving us the damn stink eye”.
He chuckled deeply “jealous bitch”
Rolling his head back he glanced at Amber before arching back slightly with a deep sigh. You furrowed your brow in confusion as his breathing suddenly picked up “Negan, what are you?…” your words died on your lips as a loud moan escaped his lips turning your cheeks bright red.
There was no way in hell Amber didn’t hear that.
Your eyes widened as he shifted beneath you, rolling his hips slightly the sounds leaving his lips making your insides clench.
“Ahhhh fuck…ah fuck yes… baby, just like that!!!”
You covered your mouth to muffle your laughter as he continued “ahhh fucking hell Y/N…goddamn your fucking perfect…fuuuuck”.
The sound of her door slamming shut aggressively made his drawn out groan turn into a wheezing laugh. You hunched over him laughing hysterically as he joined in, his body shaking as the two of you glanced over at the now vacant porch.
“Think she got the fucking point?”
You giggled “you did sound pretty convincing”.
Grasping your slender neck gently, he kissed you “just replaying what I fucking sounded like last night when you murdered our fucking headboard”. You giggled biting his lip as he got to his feet, your legs wrapping around him as he tossed the blanket on the bench.
Squeezing your ass he moved quickly to the back door, your lips sealing over his neck firmly as he shoved you against the door with a loud grunt.
Reaching behind you for the doorknob as your lips moved against one another. Your free hand working his belt loose as he pulled your sweater over your head.
Finally twisting the brass handle you yelped in surprise as you both fell into the house with a loud crash.
The door swinging shut slowly as Lucy began barking, your joined laughter echoing from the house into the cool crisp night.
“Lucy calm the fuck down!”
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“ @the-rainystate Luke is interviewing a suspect but the suspect is really racist so Spence steps in and shuts him down”
in celebration of my other fic reaching 20 notes, here it is ! i actually felt really bad writing this :( don’t be mean to my innocent son luke alvez :( im also not really sure what to think of my writing, please let me know if you liked it or not!
Prentiss, Alvez and Reid were standing behind the glass of the mirror, and watched the unsub. The man was angry and tugging at his handcuffs. “Hey! Let me out of here! You bunch of fuckers got nothing to hold me for!”
Reid almost jumped when the suspect yanked his hands back, which resulted in a loud noise of metal again metal. Then he turned himself to Prentiss, “so, what’s our strategy?”
"He is a narcissist and straight up racist, we need to play into that", she answered. Alvez picked up the files on the murders, and browsed though them. Each picture that he saw made him angrier, they were all graphic images of persons of color, brutally killed with a knife.
"I’m going in", Luke said.
Emily looked up and made a gesture to stop him, “wait, are you sure y-”, but she got cut off by the door of the interrogation room slamming shut.
Reid seemed afraid. “Do you think this is a good idea?”
"No. But he might get something out of him, so let’s see.“
Alvez threw the files on the table and sat down. "My name is Agent Alvez and I’m with the behavioural analysis unit of the FBI. Now let’s get straight to the point, where is Paula Barros?”
The other man scoffed, “I don’t know who that is.”
"She is a twenty-one year old university student working on her English degree", Alvez told him as he laid out a photo of the girl, “and she’s missing. Now I know you hold your victims captive for one day before killing them, and Paula was reported missing twelve hours ago, which means she is still alive and you are keeping her somewhere. So tell me.”
Instead of answering, the unsub just stared at the photo, the corners of his mouth slowly moving downwards. “She’s a slut.”, he spat.
"Excuse me?“
"A slut, a whore, just like all those other skanky Latinas. Screaming a different name every night, that’s probably also how she’s getting that degree of hers, sleeping with the professors. Too bad no one can hear her screaming now”, the man said. The look of anger on his face was replaced by an evil grin. He continued, “how did you end up here? Were they short on staff, needed someone cheap to fill in? Wait no, I know the answer, they wanted diversity”, he made quotation marks in the air at the word ‘diversity’, “- needed to push actual qualified people aside to hire some illegal, because otherwise snowflakes get triggered.”
The outburst of words obviously bothered Alvez, but he didn’t flinch and remained calm. “You know what’s odd? We have been able to link nine murders to you, most of them were African American or Mexican. Which makes sense, because you’re a total racist. So, why did you kill-”, he paused to slide a crime scene photo of a dead body across the table, “-this white man?”
"Hm", the suspect huffed, “he, he was filthy. Sinful.”
Luke’s expression changed, “what do you mean by that?”, he asked. But he knew what he meant, that asshole wasn’t just racist, he was homophobic too.
"Touching other men, disgusting. Deserved to die. Not as bad as the others though, the ones like you.“, the man spat at the agent sitting in front of him.
Reid had witnessed the whole conversation in horror. "That’s enough!”
"Reid, wait-“, Prentiss tried to call after him, but he already stormed into the room.
Spencer slammed his hands down on the table. "Listen here you gross son of a bitch, that’s my boyfriend you’re talking to, and I don’t take kindly on you speaking about him like that. Agent Alvez was hired because of his skills as a fugitive hunter, that’s the task force he worked for before he came here. He took down the worst of the bad guys, and you’re nothing compared to them. Before that, he was an army ranger. But you don’t care, do you? You make assumptions based on skin color, of which most are completely untrue. I could give you the statistics on that, however, I do not have the patience with you. So you are going to tell me where you are keeping Paula Barros, or I’ll make sure all the inmates in prison know what kind of man you are. I heard they are not very fond of racists in there.” The younger agent had flames in his eyes as he stared down the unsub, who was clearly taken by surprise. When the man refused to say anything, Spencer sat down and took Luke’s hand into his.
Luke looked at Spencer and said, “babe, I don’t think he’s going to say anything. I’m going to contact the prison, I know some guys in there.” They both stood up, ready to leave.
The man was seemingly uncomfortable, but the look on his face changed when Alvez mentioned the prison.
“Wait, wait, no. I’ll tell you!”
The agents were already halfway out the door, but turned around to listen to what the man had to say.
"My uncle owns a cabin in the woods. There, I told you. You won’t say anything to those prisoners right?“
"We’ll see”, Reid replied as he shut the door.
Prentiss was already on the phone with Garcia to tell to check out the location. She vaguely motioned with her free hand that she was going to tell the others and gave Reid and Alvez a thumbs up as she walked away to thank them for their good work. Now it was just the two of them left in the room.
"My boyfriend?“, Alvez asked, raising an eyebrow.
The younger agent blushed slightly, "I wanted to catch him of guard, I mean after what he said I wanted to make him uncomfortable and play into that. I hope you didn’t mind.”
"Oh, trust me, I didn’t", Luke said as he stepped closer, “babe.”
Spencer didn’t pull back when Luke put his hands around the blushing agent’s waist, and kissed him.
"No one can make you feel inferior without your consent." ― Eleanor Roosevelt
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