#PLEASE DONT COME FOR ME; I DONT EAT STEAKS
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crazy 4 you
summary: you and jack go out on a date, you have a male waiter that’s obviously flirting with you, he make it his mission to put a stop to it.
“JACK!” you yelled to jack from the bedroom.
jack came running up the stairs to find two outfits on the bed with shoes under them.
“which outfit?” “uhh the second one probably.” “ok stinka, give me 30 minutes to get dressed.”
jack gave you a kiss before jogging back down the stairs.
after around 47 minutes you were dressed and satisfied with the way your outfit came out so you started heading downstairs.
jack seen you and immediately sighed.
“your going to get cold and im not giving you my jacket this time ‘cause this happens every time, go get a jacket mamas.”
“no, a jacket it going to mess up my outfit!”
“your not getting mine babe.” “fine, i wont be cold anyway.”
you and jack got to the restaurant and as soon as you walked in very cold air hit your arms.
you immediately started shriving and holding your arms.
“jack its cold!” “mamas you don’t listen, didnt i tell you bring your jacket ’cause it would be cold?”
“but..can i use yours?”
you looked up at jack with the best puppy eyes you could get out while he simply sighed and slid his jacket off to give you.
“next time your not getting it.”
“ok jackie.”
the waiter came over to seat you both.
you and jack sat across from each other and started looking at the menu.
“jack baby what are you getting?” “uhm probably a steak, what about you?”
“first you need sides baby, and i’ll get the steak, green beans, and a potato.”
“oh, can you pick for me i really dont know what i want.” “jack if you dont know what you want how can i pick for you?” “ill get the same thing as you and can you oder for me?”
“ok my big baby.”
jack laughed a little and looked back at you, he was just staring while you looked at your phone.
you picked your head up to ask jack a question.
“why are you staring? do i have something on my face?” “no baby your just so pretty.”
jack reached over the table and took your face in his hands while you kissed his palm.
“love you stink.” “love you more pretty girl.”
jack took his hands away when the waiter came over.
“hello my name is jay, ill be your waiter today do you both know what you’ll take to drink?”
“uhm i’ll have a water and he’ll have a dr. pepper please.”
“ok do you know what you want to eat or should i come back pretty girl?”
jack looked at you to see if you noticed what he called you.
you shot a quick look back at jack but quickly went to answer the waiter.
“uhm we’ll both have a steak with a side of green beans and potato.”
“will that be all for you?” “yes that will be all.”
“ok mamas i’ll be back with your drink.”
the waiter left and all you and jack could do was look at each other with confusion all on your face.
“did he just flirt with you right in front of me..?”
“uhm i think so babe.. maybe he was just being nice, its ok.”
“that was more then nice baby but whatever.”
the waiter came back with you and jacks drinks, when he handed you the drink he slightly grassed you hand while smiling at you while he roughly, almost slammed jacks drink with a grin.
the waiter left again and all jack could do was look at you and you could tell he was pissed.
jack got up out his seat “come sit next to me, your sitting in because that shits not happening again.”
you quickly got up seeing how upset your husband was and went to sit where he told you to.
you sat and jack came and sat next to you.
jack got on his phone and started texting urban while you were laying your head in his chest.
after a couple minutes jay came back with your food and you reached out for the food but jack pushed your hand away lightly not wanting you to touch the waiter again.
“why you hiding that pretty girl?” “man i will really fuck you up.” the waiter chuckled and put the food on the table before walking away.
you placed your hands on his face just as he did you earlier.
“jack baby please, this is supposed to be a nice calm date for just us two, dont let him get to you baby boy please, ‘cause i’ve been in to many public fights, these white people are going to think you started fighting because some of my black rubbed off on you.” you joked and kissed his nose making him laugh.
“whatever baby, but if he tried that dumb shit again ain’t no sorry or walking away.”
“ok baby.”
you let go of jack and the waiter came back to check on everything.
“hows it going pretty girl?”
you seen jack ball his fist up so you quickly held his arm down as best you could and jack just looked at the waiter walk away laughing.
“nah fuck that, who would you hold me?”
“i dont want anything to happen to you baby.”
jack look around, you both were sitting at a table which had a window so jack was looking out the window when he seen the waiter sitting outside.
"i’ll be back babe im going to the bathroom.”
“ok jackie.”
you watch jack walk off ‘to the bathroom’ but after a few minutes you looked outside to see jack fighting the waiter.
you damn near jumped up out the seat and ran as fast as you could to go stop jack.
“JACKMAN THOMAS HARLOW!”
jack looked back at you for a second the went back to fighting.
you seen a man buffer then jack and asked hun to pull jack off.
the man went over to jack and lifted him on his feet while jack damn near punched the dude.
you went over to jack and pulled him by his ear into the restaurant to pay.
“cannot believe you.”
you let go of jack and went into his pocket to get his wallet.
you ended up having to pay at the front because of the incident.
you left out the restaurant before jack and went to the car while jack was following behind you.
“jack unlock the door.” you said pulling on the car door.
jack unlocked it before getting into the car and seeing how mad you were.
“babe you cant be mad at me right now, it wasn’t even my fault.”
“jack im mad because you told me you were going to the bathroom and i looked out a window and you were beating somebodys ass, then i told you not to fight, and you fought.”
jack sighed and started driving to pandora.
“why are you bringing me to the shopping center?”
“‘cause the only way your spoiled ass not gon’ be bad at me is if i get you something.”
“glad you know stink.”
#jack harlow#jack harlow x reader#jackman thomas harlow#jack harlow fluff#jack harlow imagine#jack harlow x y/n#jack harlow fanfic#jack harlow x you
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CEO itto hcs and scenarios!!
HI LOVESSNSS<333
im super sorry for not really being active :( ive been super busy with schoolwork and midterms are soon sobbing n shitting fr LNMFOAPDKJSKJL-
i have something a lil different to write about today!! what if... itto headcanons. BUT,,, theres a twist.
CEO itto. SCREAMING AT JUST THE THOUGHT OF IT TBH.
this isnt a request or anything but i thought about it all day so why not write about it? i need to tame my sexual fantasies over this big boobed man somehow so hopefully you guys wont complain,,,
PLEASE DONT PUNCH ME I PROMISE I'LL DO THE REST OF THE REQUESTS.
have a great day !! dont forget to drink a big glass of water and play some good music and have a snack <33.
warning(s): not really fluff,, mainly just how i think he'd be as a ceo!!,,,, also nsfw. yw.
homeboy would be the funniest boss, and guy, you'd ever have. he'd be so clueless with stuff going on in the company n shit, dont even know how hes a ceo. bro probably hacked life or something
literally has a secret handshake with each of his workers (goes for his friends, partner, etc too!!)
^^ high key the handshakes could be super long and he'd remember EVERY DAMN ONE. and which person he made the handshake with
i couldnt see him drinking coffee in the morning... he probably starts his day off with a medium rare steak for breakfast and a red bull. maybe two red bulls if he stayed up too late on a gaming match.
even if you didnt work at the company, he probably enjoys for you to come in the office with him sometimes and watch him work. a lot of the times when you do, its quiet because he has a lot of things to do. but sometimes, he'll rant to you about his work throughout the day and let you do little tasks for him!
^^^ just imagine you sitting next to him at his desk. his back pressed against the chair and his eyes glued to his paperwork/project, his eyebrows tinted together.
with a huge role in the company comes lots of stress. as long as you hold him tighter when you two sleep together, rub his hair and allow him to rest peacefully, he's happy :)
he'd try sticking to his daily routine. but hes just so so disorganized its difficult :((.
^^^ omg but on good days he'd wake up early, eat a big breakfast, workout, shower, go to work, come home, eat dinner with you, do more work (or do onikabuto fights with you), and then go to sleep with you!! very busy man :(((
would walk around the place with a button or two too undone. come on now im right.
would be such a sweetheart though if you were super stressed about work and weren't having a good day!! he would calmly talk to you and allow you to take day(s) off to calm down and detress. your health matters to him!
nsfw:
hes very stressed ykwim and he'd like a way to relieve that... so instead of doing onikabuto fights, he does you
office sex?? yeah that wouldnt really happen that often BECAUSE ITTO IS SO FUCKING VOCAL. but when it does?? put your big boy panties on bc this man would keep you on his desk (or lap) and it would be so sososooso so so so so so SOOO....
yeah.
hes fast. dont try to argue with me and say he doesnt go fast
BIG DICK ENERGY. absolutely massive
^^ fifteen meter women defeater tbh
oh but he'd talk so so dirty to you it's making me act up rn
he whines. and grunts.
you already know that daddy has big boy bucks. he'd fuck you so sweetly in his big ass rich man home.
fucking on his pool table? yeah. on the balcony? already did before. in the kitchen, living room floor, the bathroom shower floor and counter, the backseat of his fancy car, in the backyard (and many more places)? done.
when he comes home late he tries to sneak into bed, as to not wake you, but you're awake already sometimes because you've been waiting for him for oh so long
^^ how could he resist your request when he wants you too??
^^ to add more onto that, imagine him sliding off his belt while staring at you omg-
-and then tying you up with your ass in the air as youre just begging for him
"you want it, too? oh, (Y/N), please let me fuck you."
seeing stars tbh
kinda a whiny dom,, but in a submissive way? like extremely dom but? sometimes in a submissive way? PLEASEEE
kinda nsfw hc, not really, but he's a great kisser.
STOP HE LOVES THIGHS. SKINNY THIGHS, THICK THIGHS, AVERAGE THIGHS, ANY THIGHS HE JUST LOVES.
and ass. he loves asses.
(maybe thats why his favorite position is doggystyle)
lots of sex with him is intimate, some of it is eager, sometimes its super quick, it really just depends!
if you love itto and you also love demon slayer, you love rengoku. sorry i dont make the rules here.
#itto headcanons#itto x reader#itto smut#arataki itto#genshin itto#genshin smut#genshin x reader#genshin impact smut#genshin fluff#genshin fanfic#geo daddy
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i should've been someone's fav raver kiddo. someone's perma-plus-one who they kept a fake id for in the car. all dressed up and dancing high every few nights. and at the after-afterparty keeping my super cool and awesome friend "company." and their friends. and their friends friends.
i thought about things like that a lot at that age, to be honest. wanted something glamorous and crazy and problematic to latch onto and fall in love with. the worst thing about the pain then was it was Boring. it wasn't special, and it wasn't something i could choose. of course i knew exactly what the words were, what they meant-- the concept of advantage being taken. but i waited for the moment i could squirm myself into a more comfortable spot on the food chain. it didn't come so easy, it wasn't glamorous and it wasn't sensual and it didn't contain even half as many drugs or loud songs. it was a slow progression, a metamorphosis into a thing that doesn't just want what it wants; but takes it. it meant learning how to chain myself to play for my freedom.
i still think about it even though i don't need anyone to save me any more, to numb me and imbue me with that glimpse of something different. if the people i chased were partiers and not murderers. if i was a little more outgoing. a little more interesting and easy of a catch. getting snapped up in the jaws of someone just as scared and lonely. using me using them using me and back again.
where's the glamour in the pain? where's the decadence and the drama; the lights and the action? it's never enough until you go too far and stare off the edge of No Going Back. and past that, the border between life and death. and only when you're casually wondering if this'll kill you, if this'll hurt you, if the blood rushing in your ears will bring you to bleed out; only then it cuts through the stone sober haze of existence. life goes 3d when you snap and Fight Back, when you feel the hurt and know it'll bruise. it goes 3d when you willingly lose your control on your own, not giving it to any one person. when the walls are breathing and the voices screaming and your heart stays slow and knows exactly what to do-- whatever you damn well please-- and you scream back or vomit or hold on tight to the nearest solid object. and your body is screaming to you you're alive, you idiot, you're alive. and you chant it back, i'm alive, you idiots, i'm alive.
and sometimes you think maybe you died a decade ago and all this is a vivid death-dream. but when the novel and the frightening and the exciting and the painful and ecstatic come to play. you believe it for once with your whole being you're alive and here to stay. you believe you'll outlive, outplay, outdamage your enemies. you'll run and dance and fuck and eat and do all the things. your inner child is the wildest creature inside you and it does not want a hug or a quiet night or some illusory love. it wants everything to sing and burn and clash. it wants it wants it wants; all it does is want. the kid wants to try ketamine or maybe kill someone. it wants to eat a million-dollar steak or crowd-surf or cut a thin line down its limbs each one. it wants and it wants and it continues to want. it rattles the membranes inside and screams to live, to live, to live until you die. sex, and getting high. lights and sound and everything in the whole wide world. you were allowed to want nothing. not the simple things even. you dont want the simple things, not that part of you. it wants everything. everything the universe has it wants. vibrating out of your skin telling you more More MORE.
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Doc I'm hungry tell all of your boys to make food for me so I can judge them and then eat all of them like a hungry corgi.
@lunardoodls
Hmmm. Eating the food and not the men, right? Anyways:
Cassius: He can make simple dishes! Eggs, cup ramen, hot dogs, sandwiches, food your dad makes when mom isn't home, lol. He's never had the time or patience to try to make anything better and is of the mentality that 'food is food'. After growing up with food being scarce, he is not picky at all.
Ame: Really? You're asking HIM to cook? .... he cant say no to you... FINE. He'll try showing off by buying a cute apron, pulling his hair up and making himself up in the mirror to be the cutest thing you'll ever see, but... when he's actually trying things in the kitchen, it's a mess. He tries making you some simple muffins or cookies. There's dough everywhere, he broke a nail, his ponytail is messed up, he almost broke down twenty times but he's still waiting for them in the oven. Once they're out, they actually look... edible, at least. He's scared, but if you pick one up, eat it, and tell him it tastes good, he will beam, and the rush of tears he held back will come out full swing. He's a sheltered, pampered boy, but he tries for you, and your praise feels so *good* when he earns it.
Ragnar: Ooooo, good luck, this boy is a mixed bag. He likes foods that are super spicy, super bitter, and super sour. You'll find he has a special closet of pickled foods he keeps for snackinf purposes. He only bothered to cook stuff he likes, so hopefully, you'll like the food he makes too. Otherwise, it may be better to make your own...
Varrik: Surprisingly, the man can cook a little. He learned some healthy stuff for himself in preparation for college and just kept expanding; he makes actual tasty salads, hearty soups, loaded potatoes, vitamin-rich smoothies, and can even cook some steaks when the mood strikes him. Because he's so busy nowadays, he doesn't cook as often and gets takeout from some good restaurants instead. If you ask him nicely, though, he'll set aside time to make you a special meal. He wants to treat you every once in a while.
Ludivic: The BEST cook out of everyone. He's gonna give you whatever he knows is your favorite dish; it's probably something he made during your 4 years as dorm mates anyway. He's gifted in the culinary arts, and fed you well to keep you from ever considering switching room mates. Go ahead, ask him for ANYTHING.
Xandar: Please settle for takeout because he will literally burn water. He lived with his parents taking care of all his food, and after being kicked out into adulthood, he has survived on cheap, reheatable dinners. Please. Please please please please dont make him embarrass himself like this. Please, he WILL try pulling a Skinner and go get burgers to pass as his own, PLEASE HAVE MERCY.
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MACK. im being dead serious and i must know. Since you’re the manager at Chipotle have you ever had a Karen demand for you. Is there a story?? Please this is plaguing me.
have i ever??? you dont even have to be a manager to deal with cunts every day when you work in food service/retail. i was 17 working my first job at tj maxx and i had to deal with them all the time even then. but i guess i can tell you a story. two days ago one of the crew members came up to me and told me that there was a woman on the phone who wanted to speak to a manager and she said 'she sounds livid' so i was like oh great. i answered the phone and she basically told me she was 20 minutes away and that her quesadilla had no cheese on it and the chicken was extremely dry. and first of all i highly doubt there was no cheese on it because thats like. unless you have the brain fart of all time its just how you make a quesadilla. its muscle memory. its the main component of a quesadilla its what MAKES it what it is. and everyone who was there at the time has been working there for years so im just like not really convinced that there was no cheese. but whatever, its possible that it happened. she said she was also already 20 minutes away so she couldnt come back. and i just said like im really sorry to hear that, because its a mobile order i can give you the phone number to call to get a refund. bc thats just the policy. and she was like 'i dont have time to call for a refund i just want you to know that it was horrible' and i was like. ok im sorry. and also like i hate talking on the phone but i especially hate talking on the phone when there is not POINT to the conversation. because in that case i dont know how to END the conversation. she didnt want anything from me. i offered what i could and she didnt want it so. where do you go from there. when she said 'i just wanted you to know it was horrible' i was like 'again im really sorry about that and just making sure you dont want the refund?' and she hung up on me. LOLLLL. like whatever. i have a million other stories tbh. i get new ones every day because the general public are fucking insane and rude and entitled. and bitching about them with my coworkers is a highlight of every day.
btw psa if you want the fucking idiotic tiktok viral quesadilla dont tell them youre there because of tiktok or show them a video of someone on tiktok eating it just ask for a steak quesadilla with fajitas. and be prepared for them to be annoyed with you.
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CountryHumans character list
This is my own version and I have done my best to not be offensive so if you find them offensive in any way please let me know! Just don't be mean or rude about it please, I will ignore you!
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America:
Personality: Goofy and pretty easy to get along with but also a hothead sometimes, would make a fool of themselves to make others laugh,
Extra info: Has a massive sweet tooth, but knows they cant just eat candy all the time,
Love Laugnage:
Giving: Gift giving, quality time, physical affection,
Recenving: Quality time, physical affection,
Favorite food: Comfort food(Grilled cheese, chips, candy, ect.)
Favoite dessert: Red velvet cake,
Favorite animal: Wolf or Bald eagle
Favorite pet: Dog
Favorite music: Country and Pop,
Favorite dates: picnics, staying home and watching movies/playing games,
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Australia:
Personality: Super friendly, they love wildlife and animals of all kinds, a lil shy meeting new ppl,
Extra info: They are super indecisive with almost everything,
Love Laugnage:
Giving: Quality time, acts of service,
Recenving: Quality time, words of affirmation,
Favorite food: Cury,
Favoite dessert: Fairy bread,
Favorite animal: They cant choose!
Favorite pet: They cant choose!
Favorite music: Inde, pop, and jazz/swing,
Favorite dates: nature walks/walks in the park, going to a zoo or aquarium,
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Canada:
Personality: Temid, shy, and sweet, they often hide behind their friends when meeting new people but just give them time and dont force them to talk to you and they do just find when they are comfertable around you, tho if you start talking about one of their special intrests they open right up!
Extra info: their special intrests are birds, prehistoric animals, and fantasy creatures,
Love Laugnage:
Giving: Quality time, gifts,
Recenving: Quality time, words of affirmation,
Favorite food: Maple or honey glazed foods,
Favoite dessert: Saskatoon berry pie
Favorite animal: Birds,
Favorite pet: Cats or Dogs,
Favorite music: Jazz/swing, pop(Sometimes), and anything else but they have to be in the mood for it,
Favorite dates: going to a musium/zoo/aqaurium, just walking somewhere,
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China:
Personality: Goofy, playful, and comes on a little strong when they get going about somthing they like,
Extra info: Big fantasy nerd, if its fantasy related they probably know about it! Things dinosaurs are pretty cool too,
Love Laugnage:
Giving: Quality time, gift giving, physical affection,
Recenving: Quality time, physical affection,
Favorite food: Wonton soup and Eggdrop soup(comfort food for them)
Favoite dessert: Moon cake,
Favorite animal: do dragons count? Lizards,
Favorite pet: Lizards,
Favorite music: Inde, jazz/swing, steampunk,
Favorite dates: Staying at home and doing something together, movie dates, walks in the park,
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Egypt:
Personality: Friendly, a little protective(they just worry about you!) and confadent,
Extra info: They really like cats but only have 3(all Oriental Shorthair) named Oreo, Macaroon, and Biscotti, they love their little Honks! They were also named after some of their favorite cookies,
Love Laugnage:
Giving: Quality time, words of affimarion,
Recenving: Quality time, words of affimarion,
Favorite food: Moussaka/Lasagna,
Favoite dessert: cookies,
Favorite animal: Felines, thinks jaguars and leapards are really pretty,
Favorite pet: Cats!
Favorite music: Inde and pop,
Favorite dates: going to a cafe, if its a cat cafe even better! going to the zoo/aquarium,
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England:
Personality: Laidback, stubborn, and can seem a lil cold sometimes,
Extra info: They prefer bitter sweets,
Love Laugnage:
Giving: Quality time,
Recenving: Quality time,
Favorite food: Roasts or steaks,
Favoite dessert: Dark chocolate cake,
Favorite animal: Lions,
Favorite pet: Cats,
Favorite music: Pop or older music(like 40s-70s)/jazz/swing,
Favorite dates: Time spent together is enough for them,
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Finland:
Personality: Tsundere, but not the best at hiding their emotions most of the time,
Extra info: Has a dog(Cane Corso) named Hautakivi(tombstone/gravestone/headstone in Finnish) to make him look tough(and becuase they love dogs), but the second you meet Hautakivi you learn that she is just a big friendly puppy!
Love Laugnage:
Giving: Quality time, words of affirmation,
Recenving: Quality time, words of affirmation, physical affection(to shy to do it themsleves)
Favorite food: Mykyrokka
Favoite dessert: Runeberg torte or Christmas stars
Favorite animal: Seals,
Favorite pet: Dogs,
Favorite music: Metal, though will listen to their friends/partners favorite genres too,
Favorite dates: Staying at home and doing something together, movie dates, going to a concert,
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France:
Personality: Optimisic mom friend, they often worry about their friends and stress over tiny things,
Extra info: They love to cook and bake, and often make their friends favorite foods/treats for them! They also have a little Cavalier King Charles Spaniel named Kingsly,
Love Laugnage:
Giving: Gifts, physicaly affection, words of affimation,
Recenving: Physicaly affection, words of affimation,
Favorite food: They cant choose!
Favoite dessert: They cant choose!
Favorite animal: Dogs,
Favorite pet: Dogs,
Favorite music: Pop and Inde, likes love songs, even sad love songs/breakup songs,
Favorite dates: Restaurant/cafe dates, movie dates, just staying at home and doing something together,
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Greece:
Personality: Friendly, confadent, but a little shy when meeting new people,
Extra info: They enjoy caring for plants and animals, and have a garden in their back yard!
Love Laugnage:
Giving: Words of affirmation, quality time, acts of service,
Recenving: Quality time, physical affection,
Favorite food: Seafood,
Favoite dessert: Baklava,
Favorite animal: Mice,
Favorite pet: Dogs,
Favorite music: Dimotiki music and Inde music,
Favorite dates: Walks in the park, picnics, restaurant/cafe dates,
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Italy:
Personality: The eccentric art kid, confadent,
Extra info: They love art of any kind and are often found drawing or painting,
Love Laugnage:
Giving: Gift giving, physical affection, quality time,
Recenving: Quality time, physical affection,
Favorite food: Seafood,
Favoite dessert: Maritozzo,
Favorite animal: Wolves,
Favorite pet: Dogs,
Favorite music: all kinds, depends on their mood,
Favorite dates: Movie dates, going to see a play/musical, restaurant/cafe dates,
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Japan:
Personality: Shy but super talkitive when they open up, friendly,
Extra info: In their small hometown that they grew up in everyone knows eachother so they arent used to seeing many strangers,
Love Laugnage:
Giving: Physical affection, quality time, gift giving,
Recenving: Quality time, physical affection,
Favorite food: Soba or Tempura,
Favoite dessert: Taiyaki,
Favorite animal: Birds,
Favorite pet: Cats
Favorite music: Pop and electro-swing,
Favorite dates: They don't really have any favorite dates, as long as you both enjoy it they see no reason to have a favorite!
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Mexico:
Personality: Caring, playful, and energetic,
Extra info: Its hard to match their energy sometimes, they just have so much of it! They have so much energy they have trouble sitting still,
Love Laugnage:
Giving: Gift giving, physical affection, quality time,
Recenving: Quality time, physical affection,
Favorite food: Chilaquiles
Favoite dessert: Churros
Favorite animal: Goats,
Favorite pet: Dogs,
Favorite music: Anything with a high tempo, normaly some Jazz/Swing,
Favorite dates: anything that envolves at least walking around if not some excitment, like trips to the zoo/aquarium or going to a theme park,
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Norway:
Personality: Goofy but really sarcastic and playful, never really stops joking so when they do its super serious,
Extra info: Constaintly makes jokes or puns, couldn't decide what kind of dog he wanted so he got a mutt from a pound and his name is Pil(arrow in Norwegian) becuase he has an arrow like marking on his head,
Love Laugnage:
Giving: Quality time, physical affection, words of affirmation,
Recenving: Quality time, physical affection,
Favorite food: Raspeball
Favoite dessert: Tilslørte Bondepiker
Favorite animal: Dogs
Favorite pet: Dogs
Favorite music: Pop, Indie, and Rock,
Favorite dates: Restaurant/cafe dates, movie dates, staying at home and doing something together, doing anything together,
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Poland:
Personality: Super playful and loves to tease, goofy, can be a lil cheotic,
Extra info: They used to get into a lot of fights when they were in school but mellowed out a bit after they graduated, though that doesn't mean they can't fight anymore! They love to cook for others, though can be a little pushy about it sometimes,
Love Laugnage:
Giving: Quality time, physical affection, gift giving(food mostly),
Recenving: Quality time, physical affection,
Favorite food: Zurek
Favoite dessert: Pierogi
Favorite animal: birds,
Favorite pet: dogs,
Favorite music: Rock, Metal, and anything with a heavy bass,
Favorite dates: Restaurant/cafe dates, movie dates, just staying at home and doing something together,
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Russia:
Personality: Playful and likes to tease, can be a little jealous of others around their friends/partners but can hid it easily,
Extra info: Doesn't really drink unless around really good firneds or partner, has a ferret named Tsar
Love Laugnage:
Giving: Physical affection, gift giving, acts of service,
Recenving: Words of affirmation, physicaly affection,
Favorite food: Beef Stroganoff
Favoite dessert: Pechenye Yabloki and Medovik,
Favorite animal: Sables and ferrets
Favorite pet: Ferrets and cats,
Favorite music: Rock and metal, tho will listen to any kind of music,
Favorite dates: Staying at home and doing something together, movie dates, restaurant/cafe dates,
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South Korea:
Personality: Shy, firendly, and loves to help,
Extra info: They have a massive sweet tooth, they have a cat(Munchkin) named Merp, becuase that was the first noise they made after they rescused the cat!
Love Laugnage:
Giving: Quality time, gift giving, physical affection,
Recenving: Quality time, physical affection,
Favorite food: Hoeddeok
Favoite dessert: Songpyeon(rice cakes)
Favorite animal: Water deer
Favorite pet: Cats
Favorite music: pop, techno, electro-swing,
Favorite dates: Staying at home and doing something together, movie dates, walks in the park,
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(Platonic) Diluc/Kaeya Angst
"Surprise!"
Diluc came back home from a long day of working at the tavern, he was happy to come back home actually, why? Because he was able to see his brother who said he had a surprise for him waiting, it was Diluc's birthday after all and this was the first time celebrating it together after they had parted ways. "Welcome home, Master Diluc" the maids said almost in a monotone voice as they moved out the way to let Diluc enter his beautiful mansion. The redhead was confused as to why they sounded so sad, but he ignored it for the time being. It only wanted to see his brother.
"So, my dear brother finally wants to come home? I was beginning to think you would never come, why do you even work on your birthdays, its ridiculous" Diluc's eyes widened as he noticed the blue-haired male sitting at the dinner table with some delicous looking food. "Hmph, I dont think I could go a day without doing something" Diluc admitted as one of the maids there took his coat. "So, whats all this?" He asked, "Hm? Well, I asked the cooks here to make something for you, and this is what came up, I know you haven't ate yet judging by your looks"
Diluc tilted his head and sighed, he was basically staring at the food, "Well, youre right, I'm actually really hungry right now" He admitted and sat down in the seat in front of Kaeya. "Well, let's eat, ah, before you say anything, that's grape juice, not wine" The other male smirked fiddling with his own glass. Diluc slightly pouted and looked down at his food, taking ahold of his fork. "Thank you for that, you know how I am with wine" Kaeya took a bite from the steak that was still hot and chewed with a hum. "Yeah, you can say I know my brother well" He said with a chuckle after he finished shallowing his food. Diluc looked around and saw all the maids staring at them intensely, it ticked him off a bit, it seemed like they were staring mostly at him. "You guys can leave" He took them, dismissing and waving them off. Most of them scattered away while a few remaining stayed. "How was today? I didn't visit the tavern together since I was planning this all day" Kaeya told the redhead as Diluc focused his attention back to his brother. "Hm? Oh, it was quite calming today, most of the people came in to wish me a happy birthday" He replied with a small smile, he thought it was nice having people that cared.
"Really? That's nice, really nice" Kaeya hummed a happy tune as he continued to eat, knowing Diluc enjoyed the silence while eating, especially after work. The redhead's ears perked up when he heard the maids whisper amongst themselves, what was this all about? Why were they acting all weird? Diluc finally had enough, "Hey, please, if you could just-"
"Master Diluc-"
Diluc raised an eyebrow at the maid who interrupted him. "What is it?" He questioned, setting his utensils down. "You have to let go, Master Diluc" The words seem to ring in Diluc's ears as he couldn't believe what he was hearing, nor could he understand. "What are you talking about?"
The maid walked closer to her master and frowned, her face was full of concern and sadness. "You have to let go of him, master, he's not here right now, he's not here anymore-"
Diluc looked at the maid with full confusion, before he turned to look in front of him, his eyes widened when he saw that Kaeya wasn't there, the food Kaeya was eating wasn't there, his glass of wine wasn't there, he just wasn't there. "Kaeya..." He mumbled his name as a tear streamed down his left eye, all that was in front of him was the vase Kaeya had gifted him, the rim of it had visible powder. No, that wasn't it. It looked more like.... "W-Where's Kaeya...?" Diluc asked the maid who stood by his side, his voice cracking, the tears only kept coming, running faster down his face.
"He's dead, Master Diluc, he's gone"
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Im dying, I wannae spoil miggy until he cries from gentleness
Thing of mig x sona
(Oc x Cannon stuff)
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"Shit—!"
The porcelain bowl shattered against the floor. Angelina just grimmaced and went to go find the broom to sweep it up.
Lyla came up.
"Hey hun, just a head up— Miguel's not doing so hot today. He's been upset the whole time...might not wanna ask him his day when he gets here..." the little woman appears next to angelina as she finished sweeping, warning her about her lover's temperamental state. "Hm. I guess he wont wanna talk when he gets here..." angelina looks at the celing. "I'll take care of him."
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Miguel stumbled into the home. Exhausted, restless and just craving to see his beloved girls.
A pleasant scent wanted into his nose as he entered. His stomach felt tight...he hadn't eaten since this morning, if you count a cup of coffee as "food". He meandered into the kitchen to see Angelina there setting a table. "Hey there...happy to see you safe again..." She walked over to Miguel and pulled him into a tight hug, he hunched over her smaller figure. Her small fingers ran through his hair and he groaned. Keeping his nose to her neck. Angelina pulled him over to sit down, pressing her lips on his forehead.
"Lyla said you were upset today." Miguel immediately tensed and was about to say "I dont wanna talk about it" until she cut him off. "Now, im not gonna make you tell me what happened...you clearly just want to relax now and I'll give it to you...you work so hard corazón...you needn't say anything...not while im here." Miguel stared at her and sighed. He wasn't one for flowery talk or soft words too often, but it all goes out the window when he had a woman who treated him so gently. Treated him like an irreplaceable piece in a bigger puzzle in her world.
"...m'sorry m'amor...I dont wann' trouble you..." he murmured as he leaned on her, his head on her shoulder as she pet him. "You already do so much for me. You've given me everything and more even though you didn't have to...Let me take care of you for once." She whispered back gently.
She went and set a plate of steak in front of him and sat next him as she cut it. "What are you doing, grillo—" Miguel asked, she placed a piece of the meat in his mouth and he nearly melted.
Where did she learn to cook like this, I swear.
" 'm gonna take care of you, 'member? You dont have to do nothing..." angelina smiled at him. Miguel felt embarrassed at this prospect of being fed like some kid. "Mi amor, no soy un niño— I can eat..." he gently pushed away her hand...despite wanting the attention of his love, he couldn't help it. He felt like he had to keep up the job of being her loving and strong husband, never considered the possibility where she would have to help him. That wasn't her job, it was his, she was his to take care of—
Snap!
"Hey! Look at me...okay? I wanna take care of you...you never have to feel like you dont deserve it— because you do...please...let me do this?"
She snapped her fingers in his face. He only stared at her, with her pouty face and her arms crossed. Miguel couldn't articulate the feeling in his chest right now. Was he frustrated? Embarrassed? He didn't know what to feel. Miguel only nodded along. She went on to feed him.
She seems happy at least.
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"Is mari asleep?" Miguel whispered as Angelina dragged him along by his hand. She nods as she leads him to the bathroom. "Yea. Changed her, fed her and put her to sleep...Now its time to do the same for you..." she went up to carefully caress his tense shoulder...
"You need some love." Her hand went to he gizmo he had on.
"Turn it off and get in...I'll come back in a bit..." Miguel did as she said...he slid into the warm bath still questioning the gentleness of their exchanges now...shes doing everything he would probably be doing on a friday night to her. Giving her a nice pampering, while he babysat maria.
He wasn't sure why it made his chest tight...
Maybe it was the fact of being touch starved despite having her around all the time, maybe it was just because he was really stressed today...
...maybe...he just wanted to be taken care of...feel like he had nothing to worry about anymore.
Angelina came back with some soaps. "Isn't this what I bought you?" Miguel questions as she unwrapped the bath bomb. "Yes, but I have so many...and its not just for girls you know? A nice lavender and rose scent would suit you too...and they make your skin softer..." the placed the little acidic ball into the bath. Angelina then stood up and brought in some pajamas for herself and miguel. She then breathed out a bit.
Shes shaking. After all this time shes still timid to be nude with him.
She strips and miguel couldn't help but stare. He cant help but admire her plush little frame. How nice it would be to just be in bed. Right now. Using her like a little pillow, or a stress ball.
She got in with him and starts to wash him down.
"You dont mind this soap, do you? Its the gentle cinnamony rose one...you'd smell great in it." Miguel only grunts lightly as she weaves her fingers through his hair, soaping it up. Then lathering up his back with some body wash...her hands snaking around to rub his chest...collar bone...
She was shaking the whole time.
...
Angelina was on her toes as she dried off Miguel's hair, ruffling it
"Gh— ahahey— hey..." he chuckles slightly as she furiously rubbed his head with the towel he gently held her hips in place to make sure she wouldn't slip.
"There we go...mm..."
She kept her eyes away from down there for the most part, till she helped him dress. She didn't say much but he could see it on her face.
She slipped the black shirt on him and flattened it out. "Sit down for me...Im gonna put some lotion of your face..." Miguel nods. Angelina got some water based lotion from the counter and dabs some on his face and on her own. She gently rubbs under his eyes, forehead cheeks nose and everywhere else. He couldn't help but sigh and lean into the touch. She did her own but not as gentle. A bit more messy but still thorough.
They finally got into bed together. She tucked him in next to her lightly. She leaned over him...staring at him with the most gentle look...so loving.
She pokes his cheeks and his nose.
"Eres...tan lindo...sabes eso? ...aunque si eras...el mas feo...o..o el mas miedoso...todavia te amara..." angelina whispered...nuzzling into his cheek...with a deep promise to love him always.
That just broke him.
He tears up. Angelina flinched.
"Qu— wh-what...what did I do...are you okay...?" She panicked, rubbing her wrist. Miguel he shakes his head feverishly, grabbing her hands "No, no no no...mi amor...no..." he pulled her in close, his head in the crook of her neck..."you cant do anything wrong...never will..." he cuddled her more as he cried silently into her...loving the warmth she provided...
She gave him everything. Love. A family. A home. And took care of him like no other.
He smiled at her as he pulled away.
"You just...Me haces tan feliz...diosa...no se que haria sin ti..."
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Aaron and Frazer Come to Blows.
Mackron Fanfic.
"I'll treat you to lunch today Mack seeing as it's my day off and Nate has taken Isla to Moira's" said Frazer "We can't go far so will the Woolpack do?"
"I'm a nuisance with these crutches and I hate depending on you" said Mack.
"You're no trouble Mack. I love you" said Frazer giving Mack a kiss.
"The Woolpack it is then" said Mack.
The two men arrived at the Woolpack. "I'm having g steak Mack how about you?" Frazer asked Mack.
"Yep I'll have that too" Mack replied "Moira's steaks are the best round here and I'm gutted she's had to sell the farm to Kim"
"Why didn't you help her out?" Frazer asked.
"Because it was all signed and sealed before I knew" Mack replied.
"Well we don't know where we are gojng to get our meat order from now" said Chas who had been listening to the conversation.
"Heard from Aaron?" Mack asked Chas.
"As a matter of fact I have" said Chas "He never went to France after all. He went to Scotland and stayed with Debbie"
"Thank God" said Mack under his breath. "When's he coming back?"
"No idea" said Chas "After the divorce or so he said"
"He's still going through with it then?" said Mack who started to shake.
"Apparantly" said Chas as she went to the bar where Naomi had left Mack and Frazers order.
"You ok Mack" said Frazer who could see Mack was in tears.
"No I'm not ok" said Mack who was sobbing by now.
"Just eat up and take him out" said Chas putting their meals on the table "He's making a show of himself as usual"
"I love him!" yelled Mack deliberately knocking his meal to the floor.
"You can clean that up" said Chas.
"You know I can't" said Mack.
"I'll do it" said Frazer just as Aaron walked in.
"Aaron" Mack called out. "He's just ignored me" said Mack as Aaron didn't react to Mackenzie calling him.
"Mack please stop this" said Frazer "You're with me now so can't you just forget about him?"
"No I can't Frazer" said Mack "He's my life"
"You certainly know how to twist the knife Mack" said Frazer.
"I'm sorry" said Mack as Frazer pulled him close for a kiss.
"I love you Mack" said Frazer "Please forget about Aaron" he said giving Mack another kiss.
"So good to know I'm dispensable" yelled Aaron "You cheating tramp"
"Don't call him that" yelled Frazer getting up and heading towards Aaron.
"Bring it on" said Aaron.
"For God's sake sort this" yelled Chas to Cain just as he had walked in.
"It's not my fight Chas" Cain answered "And I see soft lad over there is the reason they are fighting".
"Please Cain" Chas begged as Frazer grabbed a glass and broke it and lunged at Aaron.
"If I cut your face up Mack won't look at you again" yelled Frazer.
"Oh no you dont" yelled Cain grabbing Frazer and getting the glass off him.
"Your bleeding Cain" said Chas "Look at your hand"
Frazer went back to his seat next to Mack and went to put his arm round him when Mack pushed him away.
"Don't do this to me Mack" said Frazer.
"You were going to glass Aaron" Mack said wiping his eyes"
"Hey cry baby" yelled Aaron to Mack "Hope your satisfied now. Your boyfriends a thug"
"Well this place gets worse and worse" said Bernice to Bob "So glad our place is a haven"
"You're not wrong there" said Bob "But if Frazer can do that to Aaron God help Mack when he gers riled up"
"Just watch your tongue" said Frazer.
"Oh sorry for breathing" said Bernice "Come on Bob let's get back to our haven where civilised people can eat and drink in peace"
"Let's go Mack" said Frazer "Hopefully Aaron is out your life for good now"
"I can't live without him" cried Mack.
"Just give us time Mack" said Frazer "I love you and I don't want to lose you. Don't do this to me Mack please"
29.5.23.
#mackenzie boyd#aaron dingle#chas dingle#cain dingle#bob hope emmerdale#bernice thomas#mackron fanfic#emmerdale
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I was scrolling F.B earlier, and came across a video of “The Game” and the caption was something along the lines of protecting your energy. Naturally I didn’t watch it because I’m a person that protects my energy, but it got me thinking like, didn’t you just make a woman, drink coffee from a discarded Starbucks cup you dug out of the garbage last year? Not even for money, some kind of high end hand bag, and you, on here talkin love and light, Jacion please shut up.
I was just having a conversation with my S.O. About what would be done winning millions of dollars in a lottery, I believe it sparked because I hands down am starting to believe that celebrities really are trash. Like in my personal opinion, and crazy as people want me to sound, I have reason to believe these people have takin personal shots at me, and I don’t really appreciate it. I have never even met you. For one most of them are people I admired like I have their music on my phone type sh’t and I sing their songs word for word. I don’t know though and I listen to music like when I cook and clean but I’m starting to not really be that big on it, I don’t listen to the radio EVER, and most of these artists are really winning awards because there is no one else to give them too. I don’t follow them anymore, like once I get a whiff of their personality, I still like the music that I have from you on my phone, but… I don’t think I would be starstruck if we were ever in the same room, I would definitely be the only person still at the fruit platter, I wouldn’t want to really meet you, or take pictures nothing, because I find you to be trash as a person. That is really sad too because, I have seen videos where people admire these celebs, and upon meeting them are treated poorly by them. Which I can see happening, because it’s happened to me. Anyway, I was saying that if we were to come into money like that right, we would be able to eat in the same restaurants as these people, probably party in the same venues as them. I would respectfully decline. I would rather build up my dream life, with everything I needed in my house so that I wouldn’t have to be bothered. I don’t drink a whole lot, I don’t smoke weed anymore, and I have never done a no no drug in my life. I could only imagine, being around elements like them would be definitely inviting the devil into my life, and no thanks in a big way. I have had my fair share of experience with popular people, and I think that is where the problem lies with me, I have no desire to eat at tables with them to rub elbows, with phonies.
There was a thing a trend a while back like would you take 10 grand from Jay-Z or eat dinner with him. I always said I would gladly take the dinner, simply because I know that it is going to be the best steak, seafood and mashed potatoes I ever ate, and the bread would be the rich peoples equivalent to a cheddar bay biscuit from Red Lobster. The Pink Moscato would be chilled to perfection, and the Vodka and Caviar would be fire. I dont really eat dessert but if they served me some chocolate pudding I’m sure it would be Jell-o, not the snack pack. I really wouldn’t have much to say, but I would speak if spoken too, aaaand I’m eating all of my food, cleaning the plates. I would never be embarrassed. I would take the dinner because really 10 Grand is not a lot of money. I could spend that in a couple days especially if I did the right thing. You would only get really one chance, especially being a person like me, with no real ties to the industry, to eat dinner with Jay. He gave birth to two Billionaires, he is the only one who could get me to go anywhere, no questions asked, and if he had any advice for me leaving the dinner, I would take it period, cause he is the only person at this point who could say anything to me lol.
My experience with popular people has not been a great one. I hear all the time that oh, he/she is cool. I love them they are so great they are the best. Those types of words come as red flags for me now. Turns out when I meet people they turn out to be a P.O.S. And the person giving them all this praise is really a know nothing brown noser. I am who I am and I am a different type of person. I gossip, and before this point in my life, I’ve only really talked about people, to the people close to me, the people close to me would be talking about someone else, and I would add my 2 cents, and then the people talking would be in conversation, with the same people they had just been talking about with me, not only, not saying what they had talked to me about, but talking about me, and telling them everything I had said. I currently am not really entertaining the idea of having friends, because of this reason. So now, when everyone else is bragging on someone else, or talking sh’t about someone, not only do I not want to be bothered, but I also have nothing to say. I don’t usually like cool kids, and they don’t like me, and that’s fine. People, especially people I know personally, like to name drop around the town, who they know, how they know them, and how great they are. But I’ve grown to understand that if they know them, like I know you, they are not all that wonderful, and if they find favor in the type of person you are, I will never be able to really get along with them. I saw a quote that said “ if someone knows they have done you wrong, they will avoid you” why does that have to be? Why can’t it be that I know what type of person you are, with hints you tried to give, or a cheap shot you tried to take, that you think I did’t hear, or one you said out loud, I know was about me, but instead of continuing on, I decided to stop f’cking with you. Just like you have an opinion about me, that is unbecoming of me, I have opinions of you that are unbecoming, and because you are a “good guy” to everyone else, you can’t stand the thought of anyone not liking you. I don’t care , about being liked anymore, I really could care less about the Idea of people liking me. You probably met the damaged, and broken side of me, while I was a people pleaser, and the healed, and regenerated version of me, wants you to kiss my ass.
It’s funny too, I’m chuckling about it now, cause you meet someone, or start hanging out with a person, and they have some kind of status and they call themselves bringing you around some “cool” people, and they are just as demonic as the m’fker you around. One thing I learned about popular people, or like locally famous, or globally famous people too, they can’t stand for you to not know who they are, they feel entitled to recognition, and they are used to people kissing their ass and when you don’t for whatever reason, something is wrong with you, and your’e a hater. In those situations, I am the problem though, because I don’t care who you are, I don’t kiss nobody ass, and I am nobody’s fan. That’s how it is when you are friends with people like that. I want no parts. I never want to be “down” again. It’s not even love and light with these folks. It’s hatred and LED strips from the dollar tree. They aren’t even really “friends” with the friends they have. They don’t even like them. I never even understood how that could be a case.
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i remembered a blurb i read a while ago (which i can’t find anymore, if anyone knows what i’m on about pls help a girl out 😗) and it was like dbf! bucky, dbf! steve and dbf! sam?? and oh my god it was so hot???? and you’re so good at dbf! stuff, idk if you’d be into that but hey i’ll give it a shot :0
I’m screaming oh my god, this is way too hot, holy shit. I’ve never written Sam before and oooooh I’m sweating a little 🫠 this is just me dipping my toe in the water with this tbh! It could definitely take a full fic
Like the thought of all three of them being at your house for like a barbecue or something? They all have different opinions on how the food should be cooked because they’re all middle aged men, of course they’re gonna disagree when it comes to this shit.
Sam thinks the steaks need a seasoning rub, Bucky thinks they need salt and pepper, Steve thinks they need just salt because other seasonings will burn on the grill when you’re trying to get a good sear and it’s all just friendly competition.
One thing the three of them can agree on though, is that you look too fucking good. As soon as you step outside into the sun, a beer in one hand and book in the other, three pairs on hungry eyes land on you.
“Fuck, she looks good.” Bucky groans in frustration because these men can’t help but agree that you get hotter every summer you come home from college.
“Don’t go popping a boner already, Buck. At least say hi to her first.” Sam teases, elbowing Bucky, earning him a slap on the arm.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Wilson. You’re half hard already.” Steve laughs and Sam can’t do anything but frown because those damn shorts of his are giving everything away.
“Hey sweetheart, come settle a debate for us.” Steve calls and all three of them almost cum in their pants when you smile and make your way over. Your dad is inside, no doubt restocking the drinks fridge or helping prep the sides.
“What’s up, boys? It’s good to see you all!” You smile, wrapping an arm around Bucky and giving him a kiss on the cheek.
“Good to see you too, honey. We’ve all missed our favourite girl.” He smiles, his flesh arm around your back, his hand landing chastely on the side of your rib cage.
“So what do you need me to settle?” You ask, taking a sip of your beer, noticing Bucky doesn’t pull away so neither do you.
“Who’s right, sweetheart? What’s the best way to cook a steak?” Steve presses, all three men watching you intently.
“I don’t know boys, personal preference I guess.” You laugh, trying not to upset any of them. Picking one over the other two would just mean the gloating won’t stop.
“Look at her, keeping all of us happy. Damn, you’re good at that.” Sam smirks and fuck, the air is beyond heavy with tension as soon as he says it.
“Could do plenty to keep all three of you happy. Can think of so many things I could do to put a smile on your faces.” You chuckle and God, that didn’t help the tension. Not in the slightest.
“Oh, I bet you could sweetheart. But is that an offer?” Steve whispers, low and filthy, one eyebrow raised and the other two men couldn’t tear their eyes off you if they tried.
“How about�� Buck in my mouth, Sam in my pussy and Stevie, you can watch.” You tease, not missing the breathy groan at escapes Bucky because he dreams about those lips of yours.
“I don’t know, honey… You seem to have missed a hole. Bet you could take all three of us at once.” Steve whispers, a hand drifting down over the swell of your ass, his fingers sliding under the skirt of your dress, settling between your soaked thighs.
“You want Stevie stretching out that tight little asshole of yours while I’m balls deep in your pussy? You can’t even imagine how good that’s gonna feel. Three big thick cocks stuffed into this tight little body might be enough to break you. You think you could handle it?” Sam teases, running a thumb over your bottom lip to keep you looking at him. Steve’s fingers have spread your folds and slipped inside you, beginning to gently massage that little sweet spongy spot while Bucky holds you up to stop your knees from giving out.
“Y-yes. Please, god yes, I want all three of you inside me at once. Fuck all my holes. R-ruin me. God, ‘m so horny, please.” You beg pathetically as Steve’s fingers speed up, working you painfully close to a release.
“You’re gonna cum on his fingers first, kitten. You better do it quick, who knows when we’ll get caught.” Bucky encourages, loving how your head flops back in pleasure, fully trusting him to hold you up as you cum.
Your pussy gushes, wetness dripping from your cunt as Steve fingers you through your orgasm. Arousal runs down your legs so quickly, the rest squirting onto the grass beneath you with no signs of stopping.
“She fuckin’ squirts. Holy shit, this doesn’t get any better.” Sam grunts, rock hard like the other two men. Steve lets you ride the high out before pulling his fingers out of you, letting them drift backward to toy with your tight little ass.
“Gonna work you open, sweetheart. Keep a hold of her, Buck.” Steve grunts, feeling your tightest hole relax enough to take the tip of his first finger.
“He’s gonna get you ready for him right here. If you wanna be slutty and take three fat dicks, then you’re slutty enough to get caught.” Bucky teases as Sam slips his thumb the whole way into your mouth, giving you something to suck on to muffle your moans.
“So fuckin’ tight. God, it’s gonna take at least three fingers. Can’t even imagine what she’ll feel like with her cunt stuffed too.” Steve is blissed out already, just managing to sink his first finger fully in before getting ready to give you the tip of his second
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Once Steve fits that third finger, not one of those men can control themselves for a single second longer and neither can you. You notice your dad’s car isn’t in the driveway, a note on the kitchen counter saying he’d been called to the office but he’d try to be home in an hour and if that doesn’t bring the biggest sigh of relief, you’re not quite sure what would.
The second you’re in your bedroom, Sam is giving you a safeword while the other two work on stripping you, quickly followed by themselves. They’re all ravenous, unable to wait a second longer, positioning you on all fours with your legs spread far enough apart. Your asshole is twitching and fluttering, begging for more stimulation while your pussy is absolutely dripping, neglected because Steve was so focused on your ass.
“You fucking her pussy or do I get to take it first?” Bucky taunts over his shoulder, admiring the view and trailing a thick metal finger over your sopping hole, admiring the way your slick mess coats him, begging him to press in to your body.
“Don’t even think about it, her pussy is all mine. Need her gushing round me just like she gushed on Steve’s fingers.” Sam smirks, finally stripping, giving his cock a few firm strokes before pressing into you.
“F-fuck.” You pant, gripping the sheets. “Sam, you’re so big.” You sob, feeling every last thick inch sliding into you.
“You know it, baby. Mhm, don’t know how you’re gonna fit all this dick into you, never mind Steve’s too.”
After your body finally stretches to accommodate Sam, you feel him begin to set a steady rhythm, pressing your head down towards the edge of the bed where Bucky is standing with his cock in hand. “Open up, honey. Let’s see what else that filthy mouth of yours can do.” He chuckles, laughing mockingly at how eagerly you suck on his tip.
The taste of precum fills your mouth, salty and warm and almost decadent given how your pussy is already clenching and fluttering around a cock. Bucky throbs with every groan you breathe out, letting you suck his length deeper until it’s hitting the back of your throat.
You’re blissed out already, breathing through your nose since your mouth is so full but your eyes roll back when you feel Steve, lubed up and pressing against your asshole.
“You’re almost there sweetheart. Just take one more dick.” Steve grunts, the bulbous tip sliding in, making both you and Sam groan at the instant stretch.
“Oh my god, I didn’t think she could feel any better.” Sam groans, holding still until Steve gets settled entirely inside you.
When they’re both content, all three men start to thrust once more, Sam and Steve working out a rhythm that leaves your pussy drooling as you drool around Bucky.
“Make her fuckin’ cum.” Bucky moans, stroking your cheek and drinking in each one of your muffled whines around his cock. “She’s been so good, she deserves it.”
There’s no doubt in your mind that they’re going to make you do exactly that, over and over and over before any of them even consider giving in to their own pleasure and you couldn’t think of anything more perfect if you tried.
#asks answered <3#anon#becca writes spice#dbf!bucky#dbf!steve#dbf!sam#stucky x reader#stucky x reader smut#stucky x Sam#PLEASE DONT COME FOR ME; I DONT EAT STEAKS#I DONT KNOW HOW TO COOK THEM OR SEASON THEM 😂#I just see the debates on tiktok#and my dad went to a barbecuing course one time#this wasn’t meant to be so long 😩#tw: alcohol mention
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embarrassing moments with inarizaki
inarizaki always looks so cool but you know they’re actually dorks and i am here to provide you the content to show theyre clowns. enjoy the headcanons :)
Kita Shinsuke
firstly. kita shinsuke being embarrased? making a mistake? unheard of.
he’s a perfect man and we all know it.
anyways
you two were having a nice dinner out together.
it was a pretty fancy place so you decided to dress in a different style today
but you were beginning to wonder if kita liked it or not because he seemed to keep looking past your shoulder instead of at you
he was an observant guy so you were wondering if something had happened behind you
but you couldn’t hear anything weird so you assumed not
you decided to just stay quiet about it at first but now it was beginning to become annoying!
why wasn’t he looking you in the eye to speak?
midway through your dinner, kita finally spoke up tho
“y/n, your shirt is slipping... yer bra’s showing.”
oh.
right. you were wearing your off-shoulder top.
“o-oh. shin, it’s that kind of shirt, you know?” you had to explain your outfit to ur bf with a pink face.
“oh... that so... well it’s cold these days so if yer feelin’ cold lemme know. i’ll give ya my jacket.”
GOD HES SO PERFECT KITA SHINSUKE I HOPE U MARRY HIM???????
Ojiro Aran
another man with next to no flaws.
but nature says everyone has to make some mistake.
so it was a regular school day, our aran has just come to class from morning practice and there’s still some time left until class starts.
all the girls in class are gathered around a table
he’s not sure why, it’s probably watching an idol video
but ur man wants to be a little romantic!!
plus he just showered so he smells Great uwu
he goes over and hugs you from behind, placing his chin on ur head.
“hey, bb whatcha ya doin”
all the girls gasp.
he doesn’t get whats wrong, it’s not like it’s a secret y’all are dating
pda to this level aint bad either
especially compared to his teammate miya atsumu
“ojiro aran.”
why is your voice behind him
he looks down and nearly faints when he sees he hugged the wrong girl.
to be fair she looked a lot like you from behind, just maybe 1cm shorter.
“i’m so sorry!” he keeps apologising to literally everyone and all the class is giggling bc they never seen their school’s ace so red before.
“didn’t think i’d come back from the toilet and see my bf cheatin”
“IT WAS A MISTAKE! I’M SERIOUS! Y/N U KNOW I LOVE YA!”
hes so funny i swear
the volleyball team hears of it and it gets even better
Miya Atsumu
it’s not a secret that miya atsumu, setter of the inarizaki volleyball team and invited to national youth training camp, had a gf
he was very much in love with u
the whole class knew it because he’d show it off whenever he could too
so here comes valentines day
last year he received like... 50 different gifts from girls and guys aiming to win his love.
you didnt even give him one lmAOOOOO
but this year, he had been not so subtly trying to hint that “i better not receive any chocolates this year when i’ve got a gf!”
he reaches school and plops into his seat.
there’s an anonymous box of chocolates with “please accept my love, miya-kun! <3″ on it
“the hell’s this?!”
“oh? chocolates?” - osamu who just popped his head into the class to shove into his twin’s face how much chocolate he got.
especially since the blond was off limits, the grey-haired twin had a bigger following now.
“do they not know i have a girlfriend...”
“well, ya might as well eat it. ya dont know who to return it to.”
“that’s like receivin’ their love!”
“no it ain’t. it’s just food.”
atsumu couldn’t argue with that and popped a piece in.
it was very delicious. the chocolate practically melted on his tongue and was the perfect sweetness and was filled with a delicious ganache too.
it was perfect
but he couldn’t accept this!
“it ain’t even good. too sweet and the filling’s sticky.”
“ah. really? is that what you think, tsumu?” you ask from the door where you had been watching the exchange take place.
“y/n! look at this! some weirdo gave me some choco and like... samu said to test it but i’ll toss it out, promise.”
“tsumu, i made that... i wrote it anonymously because i thought you’d know it was me and i wanted to tease you a little.”
“huh.”
osamu: “yeah actually i went over to her place to teach her how to make it.”
atsumu: “you said you went to suna’s place?!”
osamu: “i went there later but i first went to help her.”
you: “anyways if it’s not good i don’t mind if you toss it out...”
tsumu: “NO NO BABE I PROMISE IT’S GOOD”
you: “you just said-”
“BABE I SWEAR IT’S GOOD I JUST DIDN’T WANT TO ACCEPT A STRANGER’S STUFF”
“you’re always so honest though... are you sure?” you were having your fun teasing him now.
“BB PLSSSSSS”
he still cringes at the memory 4 years into ur marriage
Miya Osamu
osamu would DEFINITELY make home made dinner dates a regular thing.
this alone shows he’s the better twin - miya atsumu stan
he loves cooking and eating with you so sometimes when he’s got a day off you guys’ll set aside the afternoon to make a real nice dinner
imagine candlelit dinner with miya dorito body osamu in a suit
of course some fun stuff happens after too ;)))
and today’s your third anniversary!!
so osamu adds lots of ‘natural aphrodisiacs’ to the meal
i’m talkin
garlic bread and soup for an appetiser, a nice juicy steak with garlic and red wine sauce for the main, and chocolate coated strawberries for dessert
mm yummy
you two cleaned your plates completely (it was very delicious) and as you were washing the dishes, osamu comes up behind and wraps his arms around your waist
“yes, ‘samu?”
“i’ve already prepared us a nice bath with yer favourite scents.” he’s got his head resting on ur chin
“really? thank you~ i’ll be there in a bit”
but he doesn’t let go of you while you’re still scrubbing at the baking sheets.
“osamu, you can let go for now.”
“don’t feel like it.”
“i gotta wash the dishes since you did most of the cooking.”
“mmm, i’ll do it if ya gimme a kiss.”
you roll ur eyes bc what a cutie
u turn ur head to give him a kiss but suddenly he
he burps
that garlicy wine smell is just kinda there
“ew! ‘samu!!”
his face is real red but he’s also trying not to laugh because he’s still a dude and this is absolutely hilarious to him
“want another?” he starts teasing
“i’m not getting in the bath with you.”
“wait wait wait i’m sorry, i’ll go brush my teeth and give you a proper kiss”
Suna Rintarou
you two were taking the train home today
it was quite late due to practice going a little longer than usual, so he insisted he walked you back home today.
sunarin can be a good boyf sometimes ok
it was getting a little crowded on the train tho, since people were heading home or going out for dinner
luckily you had already grabbed seats so you were quite comfortable sitting side by side.
you and suna have the type of relationship were you dont have to talk all the time
silence is v comfy.
he’s just scrolling through twitter on his phone while you’re looking around the car, lost in ur thoughts
suddenly you notice an old lady standing a little bit away from you and you stand up
“baa-san, please take my seat.” you whisper in the crowded carriage
“oh how kind of you. thank you, dearie.” she smiles and takes your seat while you stand in front of her and suna instead.
suna doesn’t realise this exchange has happened tho
(he’s on his phone as usual)
probably starting some fights on twitter
he decides to try to be a little romantic and pretends to stretch his arm around (who he thought was) you.
“rin.”
why is your voice right in front of him?
“young man, i appreciate it but i’m married.”
suna jumps as he sees someone he did not recognise next to him.
he looks up and notices you had moved.
you’re giggling
the granny’s giggling
atsumu and osamu sitting opposite on the carriage look like they’re going to cry because they’re trying not to laugh
“i was just stretching. really.” he mumbles and crosses his arms, face red as a tomato
he’s so embarrassed.
Ginjima Hitoshi
sometimes the inarizaki vbc would go for an after practice snack at the nearby family mart
they were really hungry after an intense preparation for nationals which was in two weeks so kita insisted they all get something to fill them up on the way home
but lucky lucky ginjima hhehe
you (his classmate who he had a crush on) were working at the cash register today.
“welcome!” you greet everyone as they enter
he cant help but stiffen up a bit
why are u so cute and cheery today
the 2nd years already know what to do.
“heyy, i think last week i bought ya that ramen right? ya owe me my konbini snacks today!” - atsumu
“yeah. you lost a bet to me last week so u gotta pay up. a pack of jelly fruit sticks please.” - suna
“forgot my money today, mind payin’ for my snacks too?” - osamu
“like hell i’m paying for all of you. especially you, osamu. you eat too much all the time.”
aran’s noticed what’s going on,
“hey, if it’s just for today you can do it right? if ‘samu don’t pay ya back tomorrow i’ll nag him ‘til he does.”
“fine...” his basket is full when he goes to the counter.
he’s trying his best not to have a red face while watching u scan the items, ur hair swaying slightly as u look back and forth between the objects and the screen.
“alright. 4,890 yen please!” GOD he hated how expensive it was, that’s almost all his weekly allowance but bc it’s u and ur voice saying it it’s kinda ok
“mm, ok.” he still has his eyes on you while he takes out his wallet and puts it on the counter.
yes
his wallet, not the money
“...” “...”
“excuse me, sir. this is...”
he almost slaps his face wtf he’s so embarrassed.
“s-sorry. just a little absent minded after practice.” he starts pulling out his cash.
“it’s fine! i know how hard you guys practice!” you smile while performing the rest of the transaction and pass him his big bag of goods. “good luck for nationals, ginjima-kun!”
he almost runs out of the store and is about to fight the rest of the 2nd years for watching and (suna) recording
#inarizaki x reader#atsumu x reader#osamu x reader#kita x reader#suna x reader#aran x reader#ginjima x reader#miya atsumu#miya atsumu x reader#miya osamu x reader#miya osamu#kita shinsuke x reader#suna rintarou x reader#ojiro aran x reader#ginjima hitoshi x reader#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu headcanons#haikyuu imagines#misoramsby#suna rintarou#kita shinsuke#ojiro aran#ginjima hitoshi
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How would they react to the new arrival ?
" Hi everybody. My name is Y/N and I am the head nurse around here. If you have any questions, you can ask them to me. I see here that two of you are transfers from St John's, so you'll be assigned to miss Harrison's department..However, I see here that mister Wendell Crumb has just been released from prison ? Who is mister Wendell Crumb ?"
A close cut man raises his hand with a slight smile.
" That would be me."
You smile back before checking something on your file.
" Fine. You'll be transferred to my department. However, I see here that you've got many names..May I ask who I am talking to ?"
Wendell Crumb suddely straightens up and stares right at you with a very unsettling smile.
" I'm Barry. Nice to meet you.."
You raise an eyebrow suspiciously before looking down at his file. Creepy smile. Judgy stare. Feminine stand..Yeah, definitely not Barry..
" I'm sorry, but in order for us to get along, honesty is the key..Now, could you please tell me who you really are ?"
The man's smile only widens as he congratulates you.
" Clever girl. I'm Patricia. Nice to meet you."
He then claps with both hands and you narrow your eyes, trying to figure the new patient out. He seems harmless enough, even though his file seems to suggest the contrary. A great pretender. After all the effort you had put in getting the patients to trust you, this one would surely bring chaos. You could already tell by just looking at him in the eyes: he wasn't here to get better.
You sigh before closing the file and signaling to the patient to follow you as Harrison enters. Wendell Crumb is almost too eager to follow you. You can feel his stare on you, as if he was sizing you up and down.
" The patients are eating, I suppose it is a good time to get acquainted with them and make some new friends. What do you think ?"
You smile and try to be nice to him, but he doesn't answer. He only huffs before looking away. You open the door to the cafeteria and feel the stare of all the slashers on you and the new arrival. Patricia seems to be doing a quick assessment of each slasher before finally landing on you.
" By what I heard, I thought I would be meeting fearless and bloodthirsty demons..But all I can see is a bunch of old-timers."
Your eyes widen in shock at his words and you can see some of the slashers tense. However, far from being intimidated, Kevin widely grins and seems to slouch slightly, taking another personality you guess.
" Hi guys ! I'm Hedwig ! I'm soooo excited to meet all of you ! Patricia said you were like us ! That's like, totally cool !"
To that, Freddy is the first to answer with a mocking smirk.
" Great. Another kid..Me who thought we would finally be enough to play poker. What a disappointment..Can he at least change his own grown-up diapers ?"
Suddenly, Hedwig's joyful expression shifts to a much serious one that glares daggers at Freddy.
" What did you say, steak face ?"
Oh oh. Freddy's expression darkens and he stands up to face Kevin that only arks an eyebrow at him, a silent challenge. One that Freddy is eager to respond to.
" What did you call me, baldie ?"
But, far from feeling intimidated, Kevin only stares down at him with a little smirk.
" You heard me, midget.."
You can feel the tension rising and put yourself between the two of them promptly.
" Hey ! That's enough ! Be nice ! And you.."
You turn towards Freddy with furrowed eyebrows, clearly displeased.
"..I told you to hold your tongue with them."
Freddy only humphs unhappily before getting out of your grip and glaring at Kevin that only grins defiantly at him.
" What ? That's it ? This is the infamous Freddy Krueger ? The bringer of nightmares and slayer of children ? I must admit that I am deeply disappointed.."
Patricia, she wants to rile him up. You quickly get another nurse to get Freddy to sit back down before he gives in to his violent impulses. You then glare at Kevin before taking him by the arm for him to follow you outside of the room.
" What are you trying to do exactly ?! Get killed ?!"
But, far from feeling guilty, Kevin's grin only widens as he stares directly back at you for several seconds, as if looking deep inside your soul..At the end, he pretends to be apologetic by raising his hands in surrender and finally giving some kind of explanation for his behavior.
" I'm sorry. I'm just feeling overwhelmed, garden variety issue..You understand. We mustn't let the bad seeds take roots, or we may end up with bad weed issues.."
At this, Pennywise that had followed you discreetly gets out of his hiding spot to growl menacingly at Kevin.
" Bad weed ?! Who are you calling bad weed, pal ?! I'll show you bad weed."
But one stern look from you, and Pennywise reconsiders. But, he is still glaring daggers at Kevin that only giggles maniacally while you get him back inside. However, he doesn't miss the way you instinctively hold on to the pendent hanging around your neck..What a strange necklace..? He turns his head towards the slashers that all seem on edge now, like a pack of wolves ready to attack. However, it's even worse when he suddenly takes you by the shoulders to smell you behind your ear, his gaze still fixed on the gang that seems ready to jump into action at any moment..Even Pennywise doesn't notice that he is munching on his spoon instead 9f his actual food. You try to get out of his grip, but he only tightens his grip on you as a response.
" What ? Are you all her lapdogs now ? I see the appeal..But still, to think she managed to have you all around her little finger..The strongest men on Earth, all submitting to that small bite."
As if to prove his point, he starts nibbling on the top of your ear, waiting for a reaction. However, before anyone could do anything, Kevin feels something piercing his skin and turns around to see a smirking Five with a needle in his hand.
" Nighty night."
Kevin collapses and you quickly kneel by his side to take his pulse. Thankfully, he's alive and you ask some nurses to bring him back to his room. You had agreed with the hospital not to use the collars unless it was a case of extreme emergency, looks like this could be one..
" Thank you, Five. But, dont use medical supplies without my permission again, okay ?"
He doesn't lose his smile before replying casually, hands in his pockets.
" Can't promise anything.."
The slashers are still staring at Kevin that is dragged out of the room. It takes you a while to reassure them that you're fine, even longer to convince yourself. However, Five seems even more suspicious than usual, he seems to be eager to return to his bedroom, and he was late for lunch..But, you don't have the time to worry about him. You finally manage to get them all to return to their bedrooms and walk inside your own. There, you let the mask fall and collapse on your bed, burying your face in a nearby pillow in order to muffle your tears and screams. Each time, you try to contain your own fear for the safety of the patients and yourself, but just with one touch, this new individual had made all of your walls crumble. However, you have to get it together, you couldn't let the other patients see you like this..You get up and cough a bit before cleaning yourself up. You then open the door, not expecting all the patients tumbling inside as they were listening in..You sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose.
" What did I say about listening on doors ?"
They all stand up and look at everything but your face or simply try to justify themselves.
" Look, hon..We were only worried..Kinda ?"
Freddy tries to explain, but you take a big inspiration before stepping out. This is just what you needed: serial killers worrying about you.
" It's the hour of your medication. How about Michael and Five come to help me in the kitchen while you wait in the your rooms ?"
You finally decide to ignore Freddy and are surprised when Arthur takes you gently by the arm so you can look up at them.
"Hey, don't shut us down. Freddy is right, we were only worried."
You eyes soften at their genuine concern, but you quickly shake the feeling away. You had faced far worse, but this patient scared you the most..because he had attacked you as if he already knew, as if he knew who you were before you even introduced yourself. You will have to keep a close eye on that one, that's for sure. Fortunately, the patients hadn't reacted too extremely, or it would have turned bad, very very bad..You don't know why the hospital had suddenly decided to add another patient, but one thing is for sure, this new patient wasn't transferred here, he was sent here with a purpose. Now, your goal is to discover whatever purpose that is. You are on your way to his room when you realize something..You hadn't seen Jason all morning. He wasn't there for lunch either. You feel cold sweat running down your back when you suddenly hear some fighting noises. You run in the direction of the sounds and are shocked to see Jason, Five and, surprisingly, Klaus in Kevin's room. You don't have the time to ask what the last one is here that Jason takes Kevin by his shirt and throws him through the window.
You look at Five for an explanation, but he doesn't look at you and looks at the broken window instead.
" Did he just..?"
" Yup. He just did.."
Klaus confirms before turning towards you with a small awkward smile.
" Can someone please explain to me why a civilian is here and why Jason just threw Kevin out of the damn window ?!"
You exclaim and for once, Five is speechless and it's his brother that decides to step up to explain the situation to you.
" Hi. I'm Klaus, Five's older brother and I was about to help him escape until we heard noises of a fight outside. We got out and saw a bold man talking and fighting our dear sweet Jason that threw said man flying through the window. Literally."
Your eyes widen at the news of his planned escape and then look at Five with a confused frown. The idea of escaping wasn't what surprised you the most, but why would he want to leave now ? However, before you could ask, Jason, who is clearly upset, pushes right past you with angry groans and an uneven breathing. You give a stern look at Five, clearly signifying that this discussion isn't over before running after Jason before he could murder Kevin. When you get out, you see that all of the slashers had encircled Kevin that seems angrier than ever.
" I'll kill you all !"
He shouts, but Freddy only cackles while leaning against the wall, with the sunglasses you had given him sitting on his nose, and Pennywise that has a bowl of popcorn in his hands.
" Come on, Jason ! We'll enjoy the massacre..There are no witnesses. Just show that clown who's the boss ! No offense.."
He quickly adds at the end to Pennywise that only smirks before fist-bumping him.
" None taken."
You run to stand between the two huge men that don't seem to even notice you. You look at Michael for help, but he only crosses his arms, clearly implying that he wouldn't interfere. Great..You think before turning towards the devil you know, your hands outstretched towards him.
" Stop, Jason. Please. This is not you. Whatever he told you, it is not worth this. You will be punished, severely. They will maybe not kill you, but they will lock you away, somewhere nobody will ever find you again.."
Jason seems to finally snap out of it and you smile when he takes your hand and yanks you forward with his supernatural strength. You chuckle, relieved while he hugs you. But then, you hear a loud sound behind you and turn around swiftly to see..Brahms ?! Brahms just took Kevin by the throat to crash the back of his head against the concrete and his hands are now around his throat, squeezing painfully tight. You run towards them and try to get Brahms to let go, but he only tightens his grip on him as you yell.
" Let go, Brahms ! What are you doing ?! I said let go !"
But he doesn't listen to you, even worse, he gives you a hard blow to the stomach with his elbow that knocks all air out of your lungs. However, you still find the strength to get up and this is when Brahms finally shouts furiously.
" He took my doll !"
You are surprised how he managed to form a whole sentence without stammering and also horrified by the news. Brahms' doll is Brahms' most precious possession, no wonder he wants to kill Kevin. But then, Kevin laughs and spits blood on Brahms' mask.
" Idiot. You kill me, you won't get the doll and they'll throw you in the darkest deepest hole they can find.."
You know that he is telling the truth and look at Brahms that doesn't seem to be willing to stop. You take a big breath before finally taking out the pendent they had offered you. You hold it tightly in your hand before ordering Brahms to stop.
" Stop, Brahms ! Let him go ! Now !"
Suddenly, as if under some kind of transe, Brahms straightens up and finally releases Kevin. Brahms then slowly turns towards you and walks to you until he is barely a few inches away from you and leans in so close you can hear his hectic breathing. You almost fear for your life and hold on to the pendent even tighter.
However, he only humphs and walks away. You look up and, for once, see the disappointment in the different slashers' eyes. They all saw what happened, what you used to control Brahms.
" I..I didn't want to.."
But it's too late, the damage is done. The Joker, that had stayed silent so far, suddenly bursts our laughing, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes as he tells you bitterly.
" You know why Jason attacked Kevin ? Because he said that you were using us..Looks like he wasn't so wrong after all.."
He walks past you, not even giving you a second glance. You turn towards the rest of the slashers that seem either angry or even fearful of you.
" P..Penny..?"
You try to extend your hand towards Penny that is eyeing you warily and who growls warningly at you when your hand is too close. Suddenly, a hand snatches yours to yank you backwards.
" Back off, lady !"
Pennywise cautions you, his eyes glowing yellow in the dark. However, suddenly, some armed forces enter the yard and get out tazers to restrain the patients. You see one of the guards tackle Pennywise to the ground. To your horror, Penny bites the guard's shoulder that screams loudly in pain. Before you could say anything, another guard shoots some tranquilizers at the Penny that collapses.
" No..No !"
You run towards Penny and cradle his face with tears in your eyes. It wasn't supposed to go this way. What had gone wrong ? You look up at Pennywise that is now restrained and muzzled. He tries to break free to reach Penny, but the guards won't let him.
" Pennywise..I'm..I'm so s.."
But he glares at you and cuts you off harshly.
" Nah. Save your breath, princess.."
Pennywise says while eyeing you up and down with new-found disdain, even Freddy is not smiling anymore. The slashers are brought back inside with shackles and you feel your lower lip quivering. You didn't want to use the pendent, but he was going to kill Kevin and..You look back to see that Kevin is smiling. He even dares giggles when some guards come to take him away.
" Rejoice ! You are of the worthy ! You are broken !"
You don't understand and frown in confusion, but he doesn't add anything. You sigh deeply before getting back inside as well, you had to make it up to them..somehow.
" You really think it's a good idea ? We aren't even sure that Kevin will be able to accomplish his mission."
But the woman, far from being worried, only puffs out a cloud of smoke and replies with a confident smile.
" Believe me, John. It will work..Soon, we'll have the slashers at our mercy. They'll be our little tin soldiers. And nothing will be able to stop us, brother.."
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seven. do a flip!
oikawa tooru x fem langa!reader
(hq x sk8 the infinity)
warnings: spelling mistakes, swearing, 2k+ words, u have langa’s blue hair sorry
gen masterlist. “snow” masterlist.
"haha yeah, im with the others right now" reki said to the phone as he wiped a table clean.
"really? are you at S?" y/n asked from the other line
"oh no, we're at joe's restaurant." reki replied with a laugh "everyone's eating right now." he then covered the phone with his hand and sent them a nasty glare "everyone but me.. " he grumbled bitterly
miya stuck his tongue out at the redhead and tauntingly bit into a piece of steak. "not our fault its your shift right now" he said. reki playfully rolled his eyes and brought the phone back against his ear. "anyways, y/n what're you up to?" he asked
"i remember you mentioned joining a club right?" he said. "is it one for skating?! i didnt know schools even had those!"
from the other line, y/n chuckled sheepishly. "ah no.. its a club for volleyball" she said "although im just a manager"
reki furrowed his brows in confusion "volleyball? i didn't expect that" he said
"me too reki. but it's really fun! if you ever come here we can try playing with my friends" she said excitedly
"sure! im actually coming th-" before reki could finish his sentence, joe quickly covered his mouth and snatched the phone. "hey rookie!" joe greeted with a laugh "little reki here is busy at the moment but why don't ya chat with me?" he mused
"oh, hi joe." she greeted him "why is reki busy? i thought you were just eating?"
"ah well-"
"are you lying? does reki not wanna talk to me? is he with someone else? or did something else happen?" she bombarded him with a chain of questions
joe sweat dropped and looked over to the rest for help. "ah no, none of that happened, rookie" he reassured her "reki here is helping me out in the restaurant so he's a bit occupied" he explained
"oh.." y/n mumbled in response "okay then"
"dont spoil it, you slime!" miya scolded him "our visit is supposed to be a surprise!"
"i was just excited!" reki defended himself with a huff "whatever, dude! y/n's gonna think i don't wanna visit her" he said
"then make it up to her when you get there" shadow said as he ate . "good idea, old man shadow!" reki exclaimed "i'll do just that, but for now let me talk to her again-"
before reki could reach for the phone, miya has already sprung up and snatched it. "y/n~" he cooed with a smug cat-like grin "how's it going?" he asked as he clawed reki's prying hands away
"oh hi miya!" she greeted him cheerfully "everything is fine. though i miss you and everyone else" she said
miya smiled in delight and his face exploded into a bright red hue. "you miss me?!" he asked excitedly. he then cleared his throat and scoffed. "how cute. you like me or something?" he said
reki, along with the others watch with a deadpanned expression as miya shyly fiddles with his hoodie with a blush, although his tone of voice seems quite different.
"of course i like you" y/n said
miya splutters and throws the phone at reki's direction. "take it! i'm done here!" he shrieks as he turns his back at them and slaps his red face repeatedly.
"you're my friend. why would i hate you?" she continued, although he wasn't there to hear it anymore.
"hi y/n" reki said
"hi!" she shrieked, followed by a loud thud, as if she had fallen.
"hey, sorry about earlier! we can talk now if you want" he said with a chuckle
"oh sure! lets--"
reki's brows furrowed in confusion as the call suddenly disconnected mid-sentence. "hello?" he called out
"huh? she hung up!" he exclaimed. "maybe she didn't want to talk to you" miya teased him. reki faced him with a look of distraught. "you think so?" he asked in panic
"dude" miya sweat dropped "of course not. its y/n we're talking about"
"REKI!" y/n shrieked out as she reached for the phone that was snatched out of her hands "why'd you take it?!" she exclaimed as she tried to reach for the device
the class sweat dropped as they watched her try to reach for the phone in the teacher's hands
"i don't know who reki is, but you can't use your phone. classes are about to start" he said
"but-- but i was on a call with reki.." she sulked
"you can call each other after class." the teacher sighed. "i won't take your phone since its your first time doing this, but let it be the last please"
"okay.." y/n replied as she took the phone from him "i won't call during class. sorry." she said as she bowed her head
"good. anyways-" the teacher cut himself off as he caught sight of her hunched over and rigorously typing on her phone. "hasegawa y/n! you can't text either!" the teacher scolded her
"but i'm not making any noise.." she reasoned with a confused tilt of her head
"it doesn't matter. you have to stop or i'll take away that phone." the teacher said. he then narrowed his eyes threateningly and said, "along with that skateboard of yours"
the whole class sweat dropped as they watched y/n shudder in fear and quietly place the phone into her bag
"sorry." she muttered as she placed her hands on the desk and tensely kept her eyes on the blackboard. "apology accepted." the teacher said. "anyways, let's start.."
oikawa side eyed her, watching as her eyes and hands twitch , as if she was itching to pull her phone out again. the brunette leaned over iwaizumi, who groaned in annoyance, and poked her shoulder
"yahoo, y/n-chan~" he whispered quietly
"oikawa-san, please go away. if i make noise he'll take my phone and my board." she said
oikawa frowned and poked her again. "don't be so cold to me, y/n-chan~" he cooed "i just wanted to ask you to join me for lunch later." he said. "lunch?" y/n hummed. "yup. let's do something fun together" he replied.
"okay, oikawa-san" she agreed with a curt nod. "i'll join you"
"hasegawa." the teacher called on her. y/n jumped and shakily faced the man. "yes?" she replied. "answer the question on the board." the teacher said
"i can't!" she quickly denied.
"why not?" the teacher said with a sigh "this is english class. you're from canada right? all im asking is for you to say something in english."
"sorry!" she replied in english. "please don't take my phone and my skateboard away."
"good job." the teacher gave her a nod before moving on
"sorry" oikawa chuckled sheepishly "lunch later, okay?" he cooed. y/n simply nodded and gave him a thumbs up, refusing to speak a word.
"shut the fuck up, shittykawa." iwaizumi grunted as he pushed the brunette away. "you're causing everyone problems"
"ow! just for that, you're not invited to our lunch" oikawa said, to which iwaizumi simply replied with an eye roll
"you didn't even plan on inviting me anyways, didn't you?" iwaizumi huffed
"duh!"
"so why did you want to have lunch together, oikawa-san?" she asked him
"i see" y/n hummed. "im glad you enjoy my company, oikawa-san" she grinned
"no reason~" he cooed in response. "i just wanted to be alone with you, that's all" he said
oikawa nodded along as he transferred some food from his bento onto hers. it was placed on top of her board as she lightly rolls it around. "tell me about that reki guy, will you?" oikawa said with a curious hum. "i always hear you talking about him.."
y/n peered up at him with a look of confusion, but nodded nonetheless. "i don't know why you'd like to know about him but okay.."
"reki is my best friend. i met him when i moved to okinawa with my mom. he was my first ever friend and he was the one that taught me how to skate" she explained
oikawa watched as a fond smile lightly grazed her lips, followed by a distinctive glimmer in her eyes.
"reki is really amazing. i admire him a lot." she muttered
"i see." oikawa hummed. "i'll love to meet him one day" he said. y/n perked up at the statement. "really?" she asked "don't worry, if you ever met him you'll get along just fine! reki is very friendly" she said with a smile
oikawa simply nodded and quietly ate his food. she did the same, and they both sat in silence. "hey, y/n" oikawa muttered "you really like skating huh?" he mused
"oh well... yeah, i guess so" she said. "can you teach me how?" oikawa asked with a cheeky grin. "teach you..?" she cocked her head to the side. "why?"
"no reason." oikawa huffed "but will you do it?"
"sure!"
"put your foot here, and push with the other" she demonstrated as she explained. "then you just have to keep your balance"
oikawa watched with calculating eyes, nodding along from time to time as he listened. "usually, tricks should come later on when you've already mastered the basics. but it was pretty easy for me, so maybe you can do it too, oikawa-san" she said
"that was an ollie. reki said that if you got that down, you'll be able to do other tricks." she said. "it should be easy enough to learn" she grinned "just watch videos like i did!"
she did an ollie and skated closer to him.
oikawa sweat dropped and timidly placed his foot on the skateboard. "i don't think it'll be that easy, y/n-chan" he chuckled
"yo, what the hell are you two doing?"
they both looked back to see hanamaki, matsukawa, and iwaizumi walking towards them. hanamaki laughed and pointed at oikawa "are you learning how to skate?" he snickered
"do a flip!" matsukawa hollered
"i can't do a flip yet!" oikawa exclaimed "and don't laugh at me. you're probably no better than i am" he rolled his eyes. "but y/n-chan could probably do it" he said
"oh y/n?" matsukawa mused. "can you enlighten us with your skating?" he snickered
"you always carry that around but we've never actually seen you skate" hanamaki chimed in
y/n blinked at them and looked down at her board. "i guess i can do that" she said "but we'll need a bigger space than the grounds" she said as she motioned to the outside of the gym, where they were standing
"something like..." she trailed off as she looked around the area "like the roof?" she muttered
the boys sweat drop and look at her in concern and confusion. "the roof?" they simultaneously asked
"yeah. i'll jump and do a flip like you asked." she said with a shrug as she makes her way to the stairway leading to the rooftop
"hey hey! hold on!" matsukawa interjected "are you trying to kill yourself?!" he exclaimed
"no im trying to jump off the roof and do a flip." she shook her head
"exactly! it's the same thing!" hanamaki shrieked out "you'll die!"
"i won't die" she reassured them, thought it did not work in the slightest. "i've done this numerous times." she smiled at them
"is that supposed to be comforting?" iwaizumi sighed and rubbed his temples in distress. "shittykawa. do something about this" iwaizumi said as he sent oikawa a glare
"ahaha, right right" oikawa chuckled sheepishly. he then turned to face y/n, only to be met with thin air. "y/n.." he muttered "where is she.." he spluttered and looked up, eyes widening as he spotted her on the rooftop preparing to jump off "hey! y/n-chan get down! this feels like a crime scene in the making!" he rambled as he tried to persuade her to come down
"oikawa-san, please watch carefully!" she yelled
"no way! get down here right now!" oikawa yelled back at her
"jump down?!" she yelled "okay! im gonna do it now!"
oikawa paled as he shook his head and made an x with his arms "no! i said get down! but use the stairs! don't jump!"
she simply ignored him and jumped anyways, much to the boys' horror. "this feels nostalgic" she muttered to herself with a smile as the wind made her hair fly around
she spun around and grinned as the adrenaline started to make her heart pound. she placed her hand on top of her chest and kept her eyes ahead, although her mind was wandering back to her moments back in s
"holy shit" oikawa muttered as they watched her maneuver through the air as if it was no big deal
"y/n is fucking amazing" he blinked his widened eyes and watched in bewilderment as she lands on the ground with a loud thud, followed by the mild screeching of the wheels against the concrete.
"oikawa-san, this is called 'siderail slide' miya taught it to me." she said as she kicked her board around and let it land on its side by the edges of the concrete
(WAIT IDK IF THAT'S THE NAME LMAO I MADE THAT UP I TRIED TO LOOK IT UP BUT I CAN'T FIND WHAT IT'S CALED SORRY CORRECT ME IF I'M WRONG PLS LOL)
her feet landed on the side of the deck as she maneuvers her way around to turn. "stop explaining and get back here!" iwaizumi scolded her "are we going to let the fact that you jumped off a roof slide just like that?!"
"and this is a kick flip." she said as she ignored iwaizumi and did the trick as told. "it should be easy enough to do if you know how to ollie." she said
"hey, what's going on here?!"
her eyes widened as she heard the same teacher's voice and desperately tried to halt her movement. although she wasn't fast enough and she was now frantically ushering the man to move away
"ah! sensei! move! im gonna hit you!" she shrieked as she tried wobbled around
"what the-- hasegawa-san you shouldn't--"
he couldn't finish his words as her board suddenly got dangerously close to his face. the whirring wheels and the snow monster design almost slapping him right then and there.
"SORRY!" she shrieked as she jumped over him and fell on the ground, rolling around, along with her board until she hit a wall nearby
"y/n-chan! are you okay?!" oikawa shrieked in distress as he pushed the man away and sprinted to the girl. "im okay, oikawa-san" she said with a wince
"but my butt hurts from that fall" she pouted "and my hand-- BLOOD!" she shrieked in fear. she holds the bleeding hand away from her as her expression turns into dread. "wipe it off.." she gagged as she looked at it in horror
"this is what bothers you the most out of everything that's happened?!" oikawa sighed in exasperation, though he did as he was told.
"i don't like blood." she shuddered. "broken bones are what im used to"
"im starting to worry for your well being if broken bones is something you consider 'the usual'." oikawa sweatdropped
behind them, the teacher glared and held his hand out expectantly. "i was wondering what the screaming was about." he said "but i didn't expect to walk in on whatever that was"
"give me the skateboard, hasegawa-san." he demanded, making her whole body go ghostly pale
"no uh.. i'll take detention instead" she bargained with a sheepish smile. "nope. give me the skateboard." the teacher shook his head as he went to grab the deck
"NO! you can't take that!" she panicked and quickly grasped the other end "i can't skate without it!" she exclaimed
"exactly." the teacher said. "you need to learn your lesson."
"but -- but reki made that! i can't lose it! what if it breaks?!" she shrieked, now starting to gradually get more desperate
"its not gonna break. and i don't know who this reki boy is, but you have to stop including him in everything." the teacher sweat dropped "and let go of the damn skateboard, kid. im not gonna throw it away, im just confiscating it"
she shook her head as she peered up at him with exaggeratedly teary eyes, each looking like a pool of water waiting to just overflow.
"will i get it back tomorrow?"
"no."
"then im not giving it!"
"kid, cmon. your making this job harder for me" the man sighed in exasperation ."just give it." he said as he pulled it away from her and walked away. "hope you learned your lesson, kid. you'll get this back soon enough"
y/n watched his retreating figure with a deadpanned look. she slowly faced oikawa and grabbed his hand. "should i break into his office and steal it?"
oikawa sweat dropped and shook his head. "you shouldn't. you'll get into more trouble" he said
"y/n!!" matsukawa and hanamaki yelled as they dove in to check her for injuries. "are you okay?! that was sick as hell but be careful!" hanamaki exclaimed. "you're bleeding!"
"and your board got taken! don't worry, that teacher's nice. he'll give it back to you soon" matsukawa reassured her
y/n drowned their voices out as she laid back down on the concrete, looking absolutely lifeless. "i crave death" she squeaked out as her eye twitches in horror
"cmon now" iwaizumi sighed "it's not that bad"
"yes it is. i just lost the only thing i have left of reki. it's over" she sulked
"someone make the pain go away" she pleaded
"which one? the heartbreak kind or your injuries?"
"both please."
a few buildings away from the school adam sat by the balcony of his newly rented hotel room. he held a binocular by his eyes as he watched the scene go down with a wide grin
"my eve hasn't lost her touch i see" he mused as he took a sip of his wine. "her skating is still as immaculate as ever" adam said as he let out a sigh of pleasure
"it makes my skin crawl!" he exclaimed
"and she.." he trailed off as his vision averts over to her, who was being helped by the boys. "is frowning. my eve is frowning." adam muttered as his grip around the device tightens, causing a soft snap to be heard.
his smile then fell as he watched the teacher walk away with y/n's skateboard through his binoculars. "but that nuisance is taking my little y/n's skateboard..?" he muttered
"you, dog." he called
"yes, mr.ainosuke?" tadashi replied
"get that skateboard back." he demanded as he threw the binoculars away, not caring that it had broken due to the impact. "and give it back to her as soon as possible" he said.
"but.. are you not worried she'll know you're here?" tadashi asked him with furrowed brows
adam snapped his eyes towards him and glared. "what was that? we're you about to disobey my orders just now?" he scowled through gritted teeth
"do you have something to say? tadashi?"
tadashi slightly bowed his head and replied. "no sir. i have no opinions."
adam scoffed, followed by a grim laugh.
"yeah. as always."
sorry for the spelling / grammar mistakes if there are any :<
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Secrets chapter 3
Summary: ellies birthday and mothers day is coming up as emotions and pent up anger are spiraling between you, negan, and jack while more and more secrets begin to unfold.
18+
Warming: nsfw, fluff, kink, depression, abuse
Sorry for the late update on this chapter its kind of a short one ive just have been going through some personal things and havent found the motivation to finish this one yet.❤ i hope you all like it!❤
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You and negan haven't spoke in a few days ellies birthday is today and you have been busy decorating. Negan is suppose to be picking up the cake at the store. jack has returned back from his "business trip" withq an odd hickey on his neck that keeps gawking at you everytime you speak to him. You want to avoid conflict because you arent so innocent yourself after what happen with negan last time you saw him but thats just not who you are....you have to confront him but you also dont want to ruin ellies day infront of everyone.
"Hey jack, do you mind helping me with this streamer" you called out to him from the ladder
"Sure hun" he took the streamer from your hand taping it up to the wall
"Thank you.....uh negan should be here soon with her cake" you said folding up the step ladder
"I could of went and grabbed it" he scoffs
"I uh..well sorry i didnt know it was a big deal" you try to laugh it off politely
"Dont even worry about it...." He walks past you ramming his ahoulder into you heading outside
Negan had arrive with the cake and so did a few of ellies friends and your mother. You and your mothers relationship really has never been that great but you try to make peace with it for ellies sake. Negan came in with a huge gift box all wrapped in pink with a bow.
" i thought we agreed nothing crazy" you whispered to him
"Whaat...can i not spoil my girl" negan grins at you
Ellie runs out of her room her eyes light up at the size of the gift her dad got her.
"Mommy look at this...its humongo!" She says messing with the bow
"I see honey..dont mess with it yet" you giggle
"Where is your boy toy.." His tongue slides across his bottom lip
You kept silent while negan stared you down waiting for a response but nothing came out his eyes were burning a hole through you he always knew when shit was up.
"Ah i see....the silent treatment" folding his arms
Negan walks off to go play with ellie and say hello to a few people when your mother walks up to you.
"Hey mom..." You say emotionless
"What is negan doing here.." She asks
"Mom...please dont. Thats ellies dad. I told you we are trying to work on things for ellies sake" you say annoyed.
"Well...once a cheater always a cheater. Im just saying" as she sips on her cup of wine walking away
A few hours have passed and ellie got to blow out her candles and eat cake. Jack still hasnt said much to you throughout the whole party and its more than obvious that negan is starting to catch on im just hoping he doesn't notice the hicky on his neck. Ellie has been bugging you about negans gift so you were going to let her open it.
"Ellie open it up over here sweetie so everyone can see" you say smiling
Ellie quikly rips the hot pink rapping paper off and squeals in excitement as she realizes its a electric scooter that she has been wanting. Negan was standing by your side with his hand sneakily rested on your lower back with a huge smile on his face.
"Oh my god you got me that scooter!!" Ellie begins jumping up and down
"Negan....those cost alot" you whispered in his ear
"dont worry about it....i got it taken car of" he says sternly
"Lets take it outside!!" Negans runs over and picks it up in excitment with all of the kids following him outside to ride on the scooter. You were throwing away dirty plates when jack came up to you
"So you want to explain why you and negan have been so close" he quietly says to you
You instantly start to burn with rage as he asks you that knowing he has been keeping things from you too and the fact his assistant melissa has been speaking to him inappropriately. You were holing the knife in your hand for cutting the cake reminding you of the incident that happened between you and negan once you found out he was cheating. you froze and gripped tightly on the knife thinking of how to approach this.
"You're a fucking whore..." He spat at you
"Jack.....get the fuck away from me" you quietly say
"Yeah i bet thats what you want.....so he can fuck you" he says through gritted teeth
"Its. Ellies. Birthday.....fucking knock it off we can settle this later" you slowly set the knife down unclenching your fist
Jack stands there glaring at you with his jaw clecnhed before giving up and walking away. You let out a sigh of relief and pour yourself a glass of wine. You take a sip closing your eyes feeling like everything is going in slomotion in that moment when you here yelling outside and notice its negan and jack. You drop your glass spilling your wine everywhere running outside.
"Back the fuck off man!" Jack yells with his fist balled up
"Ohh...you really want to go there dude..." Negan laughs
"You are fucking (y/n) and i know it!" Jack lunges towards him throwing a punch hitting negan in the face making him stumble
Negan catches his balace reaching up to his face touching where jack punched him in the mouth realizing he is bleeding negan licks the blood off his lips and lets out a sinister almost scary deep chuckle.
"Oh...you fucked up." Negan lunges towards jack football tackling him to the ground he starts punching jack over and over again blood all over his fists
"Negan!!!...no! Stop!" You rush over trying to pry negan off of jack
"Negan stop for ellie please!" You begin to cry struggling to finally get him off causing you to fall backwards with negan on you
"You are a dead fucking man!....now get the fuck off my property..." Negan threats
You push negan off to go check on jack you try to get jack to respond to you and see if he is okay but he just spits in your face shoving you away causing you to fall before you know it negan charges back over and starts beating the shit out of him all you can do is scream at them and cry. Through tear filled eyes you notice the cops rushing up the street pulling into the drive way the last thing you remember is the cops pulling negan off and everything went black.
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Jack and negan were both arrested but were soon let go apparently i had fainted due to stress and dehydration they kept me in the hospital until i was better. You kicked jack out of the house and you haven't spoke to negan since ellies birthday. Things have been rough being alone for ahwile and ellie was getting upset about not seeing her dad.
Text from negan:
Hey....im coming by
You looked at your phone to see a text from negan but you just ignored it and continued to cook some food for ellie. There was a knock at the door you sighed annoyingly before unlocking the deadbolt and opening the door to negans innocent brown eyes staring back at you. before you could give him a chance to speak you shut the door in his face but he quickly caught it in time with his foot in the doorway before it closed.
"Negan...ellie should be home. She is still upset" you sigh
"Thats okay i want to make it up to you two" he says pushing the door open coming inside
You just stand there silent with your arms crossed untill you hear ellies bus coming down the road and before you know it she busts through the door yelling.
"Mommmyyyy! Happy mothers dayzz!" Ellies runs up to you handing you a picture she made at school
"Awe...thank you sweet heart its gorgeous" you took the pink paper from her smiling and when to hang it on the fridge
"Look i want to take you two out to dinner...its mothers day and you deserve it..look i know i fucked up but that asshole had it coming" negan says
"Negan dont.....go ask Ellie she is the real one you need to be apologizing to not me" you stare at the ground avoiding eye contact.
"Ohh ellie daddy wants to talk to you!" He walks off to her room
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You, negan, and ellie were all out at dinner at your favorite steakhouse enjoying your meal when the waiter brought a bottle of wine
"Negan....i cant afford that" you quietly say
"Ah ah....you deserve it i mean you are the best mom ever" he winks at you popping the lid off pouring wine into your glass
"Thanks..." You shyly say before taking a sip
"So.....the school fired me" negan cleared his throat
You choked on your drink hearing the words that had just came out of negans mouth
"What?..how come" you say wipping wine off your chin
"Well....they dont want me as a coach anymore since what happened at ellies birthday. They say its wildly inappropriate and against policy to still have me there" he bites in his steak
"What are you going to do..." You ask worried
"Ohhh no biggie i always have things taken care of" he smiles at you
"If you need anything im here..." You look up at him
" i know....thank you" he reaches across the table holding your hand
The three of you finish up dinner afterwards you all go for a late walk through the park. It felt nice to get out and have some fresh air after what happended at the party. Your phone kept buzzing off the hook of texts from jack you kept trying to hide it from negan to not let him worry. You felt bad hiding it from negan but you knew it would start a fight but you also didnt want to let jack go without some talking. Negan took you and ellie back home ellie ran inside and got ready for bed.
"I know he is talking to you..." Negan says sternly while placing one hand against the wall beside your head
"Negan....can we not talk about this right now" you say turning your head away from him
"No!...you will look at me when im speaking to you" negan grabs ahold of your chin forcing you to look at him
"Yes....yes im still talking to him.." You say embarassed
"Why....he is such a load of whoreshit....im standing right infront of you (y/n)...im here now! Take me back please. Im an honest man now!" Negan growls
" get...off of me!" You scream and shove him away from you and begin to walk angrily down the road
"(Y/n) get back here now!...where the fuck do you think you are going!" Negan trys to catch up with you when it suddenly starts raining
"Negan stop trying so hard!...this is going nowhere!" You say crying
"Why do you keep saying that!...i want this to work!" Negan finally catches up to you grabbing you by the arm spinning you around
"......well i dont..." You choked on those words as they slipped out of your mouth it felt like your heart had just stopped for a split second it killed you to say that to negan but it had to be done
"You....dont want this." He said quietly and upset with rain drops running down his perfect face
"Negan....i.... I cant. You have to let me go" you say caressing his face" you said giving him a half smile with a single tear rolling down your cheek
"W....what about ellie.....thats my babygirl" Negan begans to tear up pulling you into a hug
"You can still be in ellies life.....i start therapy next tuesday" you say ending the hug
"You can talk to me (y/n)" negan sniffles
"There are just things that just feel easier letting out to a stranger sometimes..."
"I love you....." Negan says bresthlessly
"....i love you too but from a distance.....i have boundaries set now negan"
You and negan began to walk back to the house getting inside you hand him a towel to dry himself off. Negan follows you to the bedroom.
"There are still some of your clothes in the closet...." You say facing away from him
"You still have some of my old clothes here...." Negan opens the door seeing his shirts still hanging in the same spot before he moved out
"I didnt know if you still wanted them or not..." You say nervously
"Its okay. Thank you" negan takes off his soaking wet shirt switching it out with an old faded band shirt
"You can sleep on the couch if you would like..." You offer him
"You sure you are going to be okay with that?" He raises an eyebrow at you
"Yeah....plus its been lonely here just me and ellie" you chuckle handing him a blanket
Negan takes the blanket from you before turing around to open the bedroom door to leave. As soon as the door shut you quietly sobbed making sure it wasnt loud enough for negan to hear. You wiped your tears away before getting yourself ready for bed. You tossed and turned for most of the night your head filled with unnecessary thoughts and cenarios. You just wanted all of this pain to go away you dont know what you are doing with yourself anymore the only thing that keeps you holding on is ellie and negan.
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tales from the smp: the village that went mad ft. salt losing his goddamn mind
“im jack. and. im a farm person, and i like p o t a t o e s”
starting the stream well i see. ponk coming in with generic potato boy and i love him for it
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QUACKITY
QUACKITY
“my name is helga, wife of badboyhalo” QUACKITY
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karl: “bad, explain your character other than person that beats up their wife”
bad, immediately: “well, i do declare that my name is jimmy and im the mayor of this town”
and then bbh just fucking starts spinning around when hes asked what the name of this town is, theres a pause, and then he fucking hits us with “not a very good town, town” like BAD
this is why i love this man
this is why i fux with this man
he is unparalleled
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but as much as i love bbh and would literally murder god for him, he still canNOT match the quiet theatricality of mr corpsehusband saying “im gonna turn around and itll all make sense” and then he has a fucking CAT TAIL
corpse “choke me like you hate me” husband is a fucking CATBOY ladies and gentlemen
hes a fucking catboy which further proves something which we already knew was true all along: furries exist in minecraft and are, in fact, accepted in society and treated no less differently than humans
this is why fundy and antfrost can just walk around without anyone telling them shit
this is why wilbur can fuck a salmon
corpse “catboi” husband paved the fucking road and drove down in a custom vintage jaguar so every other furry on the smp could fucking drive behind him in a second hand porsche
i salute you mr corpsehusband
truly amazing
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miles memeington, connoisseur of steak and bob, “bob the builder” need no explanation
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CORNELIUS COMING IN WITH THE BRIGHTASS NEON GREEN BODYSUIT EVERYBODY
GIVE IT UP FOR CORNELIUS
BEST RPER ON THE ENTIRE SMP
CORNELIUS GREENBODYSUIT EVERYONE
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tubbo with the very cute ‘i am robin, i am an orphan child” being IMMEDIATELY ruined by karl sayin
“dont let technoblade hear about that”
i love this already
i love this already
feed me technoblade lore. the man never fucking uploads so i have to get content adjacent to him
i wanna hear about technoblade the orphan killer. i want that backstory lore
and also i wanna protect robin the orphan boy because hello???????????
that skin???????
let me adopt you mr orphan boy
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i love quackity just very casually going “my husband and i had intercourse” at the fucking TOWN MEETING BY THE WELL
truly
quackity’s comedy is unmatched
“hes into lots of weird stuff. he taught me this one thing called dunderhead”
and IMMEDIATELY someone (cant tell who, i have auditory processin issues) fucking goes “i DO NOT know this woman” and tbh if i were in that fucking town hall listening to my fucking weirdass neighbour casually lay out all her family secrets, id fucking say that shit too. id fucking disown this bitch as my neighbour. id fucking pretend she doesnt exist
like
imagine your fucking next door neighbour siddling up to you in the fucking w*lmart while youre just minding your own goddamn business trying to buy a fucking banana and your next door neighbour helga is dressed in a fucking bikini going “my husband fucked me so hard i couldnt walk” and even though you are clearly not interested and trying desperately to get away from her and her wackass gossip, helga goes ahead and fucking LISTS OUT HER HUSBANDS KINKS IN THE FUCKING FRUIT AISLE AT FULL VOLUME
id die
id just fucking die
id uninstall life right then and there
id pack my fucking bags and take a fucking extended vacation to guatemala and never return. id fucking change my goddamn name just to ensure that people never associate me with this woman.
thats what quackity is doing and i am very thankful this man exists and has given us the treasure that is helga
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cOuLd iT Be iN ThE nAMe oF SaTaN???????? 🤔
karl
bruh
bustin out the fucking OLD conspiracies huh
“or could it be in the name of content on karls stream”
and hes just casually breaking the 4th wall too huh
kinda stealing techno “ill read donations in the middle of rp bc i need a distraction” blade’s go-to method there huh
its fucking funny tho. hes narrating this all serious-like but then he just goes “content on my stream uwu” and unrepentantly shatters that suspension of disbelief (in a good way)
but it wouldnt even matter bc apparently, satan and karls content have no difference
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does protection exist in the smp? im worried for helgas health
the woman visited 3 different fucking houses in one night
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i love how the rp just stops dead in its tracks around the campfire
no one was using any of the names
corpse was out here calling everyone by their actual names and not the names of their characters
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this might just be bc im a pathological liar whos seen and heard shit but
i love him but
i mean
bbh cant lie
the man cannot lie
his voice is off, pitch wrong, tone sus
he is deffo a murderer
being accused of something hes not would make a person defensive/angry and bbh is not either
the man is LYING
and his argument/defense was LITERALLY tubbos
man cant lie
send this murderer to hell
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tubbo can lie, but imo hes not. his voice is the voice of a person whos telling the truth
man is legit the doctor
a doctor who chose to fucking lay on the LORE
father killed in the red-eyed village wars????? mother taken from a young age?
motherfucker brought the LORE
motherfucker brought the SOB STORY
motherfucker legit said “here is my canonical in-character reason for being a doctor fuck you”
and honestly
what is bads defense?
karl asked if the town should kill an orphan over a mayor and there is legit no right answer to that
there is no good rebuttal
so bad straight went “you make a great point. just execute me”
amazing
10/10
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idk who said it but “orphans just suck up resources” whoever you are i love you
i was eating my chips in peace but then i almost choked
thank
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I FUCKING KNEW TUBBO WASNT THE MURDERER
his voice did not match
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my bets on fucking ponk
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its fucking DREAM
DREAM MURDERER
my respect for this man
motherfucker
shouldve known
he was kinda quiet at first but then he suddenly started talking a lot
son of a BITCH
gg dream
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round 1 wasnt very rp heavy but
i can excuse that
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who in the FUCK is making choking donald duck noises
who
bbh got a new skin cool
WHO IS MAKING THE CHOKING DONALD DUCK NOISES
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corpse, about dreams death: “they killed him in front of me”
the town: “who was it corpse?”
ladies and gentlemen corpse, without a moments hesitation: “im also blind”
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so the murderer is deffo not corpse. deffo not tubbo. probably not lazarbeam probably not bbh
that leaves quackity, george, and ponk
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MY PARTNER WAS KILLED
MY PARTNER WAS KILLED
i knew corpse was a catboi but i didnt know that mr dream “i went on a date and almost married a fox” wastaken partnered with a fucking catboy
what is this
dnf is out, dream corpse is in /j
bruh
MY PARTNER WAS KILLED
bro
the tragedy
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CALM DOWN WENCH THE BOY DID NOTHIGN
CORPSE
CORPSE
STOP
CORPSE
standing up for tubbo like that
corpse
please
my heart cannot handle this
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okay so its deffo not corpse and tubbo. most likely not quackity after that fucking disaster at the campfire. probably not lazarbeam or bbh. still think its george and ponk
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CORPSE
he got executed trying to console tubbo who legit WENT IN THE PRISON TRYING TO LOOK FOR HIM
BRUH
WHAT THE FUCK
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TUBBO
no
TUBBO
technically its robin but
TUBBO
he lost his father so quick what the FUCK
i will murder god for robin
the little shaking head he does after corpse got killed. going completely silent as he lost the one family he had left.
bruh
robin bby no
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I KNEW HE WASNT THE MURDERER
tubbo
im sorry
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I KNEW IT WAS PONK
was wrong about lazarbeam/george tho
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bruh
what the fuck
tubbo/robin honey i am so so sorry
catboi corpse i am so so sorry
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