i love how motley crue fans keep shitting on mgk like lmao, bro, if you think mgk talking about how hot teen girls are, said racist stereotypes, is bad, wait until you hear abt all the shit motley crue actually did, like beat their wife, and said the n word, actually having sex with minors (bc lets be fuckin real here, they totally fuckin did), and so many more :]]

if u ever got mad at rafe he'd def leave ur pussy sore asfk and make it up to you by giving you his card i'm so in love w him

because he’s an assholeeeee and i love himmmm 😔

he’d had enough of you stomping after him all day in your little kitten heels with your voice all whiney and face all screwed up, so of course you end up with your knees pinned beside your head, his cock bruising your cervix. “that what you needed? shit. can’t do right by you, huh? gotta take time outta my busy schedule to pander to you.” he hisses, strings of arousal connecting everytime he pulls back to thrust back in. he’s got a busy day ahead of him, and letting you tag along had already made his morning hell. he had to make sure you were out for the count for the day, so that later when he gets up to more dangerous activities you’d be waiting back at the house for him like a good little girlfriend and not getting in the way.

he looks so good, knelt above you, shirt tucked beneath his chin, abs flexing as he thrusts his hips up against you. you whine, reaching to stroke down the sculpted muscle of his stomach. “just needed you, daddy.” you whimper pornographically. you were certain topper, who was told to wait only in the next room whilst rafe, as he puts it, “handles you.” could hear everything but you didn’t care in the moment.

he takes your wrist and pins it to the bed, floppy hair a little stuck to his forehead and pink in the cheeks. “so fuckin’ take it then.” he pants.

when you’re all done— that’s when he gets soft, panting into your neck after making a mess between both of your releases. he presses a long sloppy kiss to your jaw before squishing your cheeks with his fingers and turning your face towards him. “have fun? yeah?” he asks breathlessly, but gently this time — like he’s actually checking in on you.

“mhm.” you hum sleepily, staring at his lips before he plants a wet one on yours, and then dots some more around your cheeks.

“mm. good.” he slaps your ass affectionately before slowly sitting up and stretching. “gonna be a good girl today and let me handle business?” he gets up and stretches his arms, flexing his back until something clicks. you pout, nodding anyway — the blankets a mess around your ankles and skirt still bunched at your waist. he nods in approval, lips parted in thought as he digs around in his khaki pocket, pulling out a sleek black card.

he walks around the bed, placing it on the bedside table next to you. “take this n’do what you want today.” you sit up against the headboard a little and he then bends at the waist, large hand cupping your cheek and pressing his slightly clammy forehead to yours briefly. “sorry. ‘kay?” you know he means for the way he spoke to you earlier. rafe doesn’t move until you nod and give him a small smile before he plants a kiss to your forehead.

he walks out the room not sparing you another glance, running a hand through his slightly roused hair. down the hall slightly you hear him pull his zipper back up, a muffled “top, the fuck are you? i’m ready to go.” sounding.

୨୧ thru ur phone.

connie leaves his phone unattended.

❥ warnings : cheating, threats, intended useage of lowercase, fem blk coded reader

❥ cookie for ur thoughts ? : sorry guys was in an angsty mood so i wrote an angsty drabble </3 but i am considering writing a follow up to this !

“the fuck is this connie ?”

he stares at his game, the lighting from the screen highlighting the contortion of his face.

“what’cha on about..” he says dazed, groaning as he gets killed again.

you throw his phone on top of his desk harshly, the device landing face up. he jumps at the unexpected, loud noise, his eyes finally cutting away from the screen and to you with a squint.

“what the fuck ? i’m in the middle of s’mthin’ ‘nd you throwin’ shit in my face,” he says with a huff, unaware of what almost hit him.

“ion give a fuck about your dumb fucking game ! who the fuck is that and why is she texting you about how she misses you in her fucking bed constance,” you shout at him, your hands fidgeting in annoyance.

his face drops at that statement, suddenly sitting up straight and realising that it was his phone that you were holding.

he snatches it up quickly, scrolling through all the notifications.

“the fuck you going through my shit for y/n—” he says annoyed, looking up at you with a scowl.

“don’t play that card with me right now, i’m so close to beating the living shit outta your ass !” you yell, the fidgeting turning into mild pacing.

he watches you move up and down with narrowed eyes, the words on his tongue struggling to find an exit. “it’s nobody, stop stressin’ over it.”

“ ‘nobody’ my fucking ass constance ! you think ‘cus you named the bitch ‘work’ in yo’ phone means i’m fuckin’ dumb ?” you snap at him, standing in one place.

he stands up out of his gaming chair, attempting to cross the room to you.

“don’t fuckin’ come near me connie. i swear to god, i will put hands on your scumbag ass—” you spew, taking steps backwards.

“y/n talk to me, we can talk about this,” he tries, his hands reaching for you.

you scoff. “fuck tha’ and fuck you. get your shit and fuckin’ go.”

he looks taken aback, not expecting those words out of your mouth. “huh ?”

“i’m not fucking repeating myself, find somewhere else to be ‘cus i do not want to see your fucking face right now,” you say firmly, watching him.

his eyes scan over you in mild disbelief. he tries to step towards you again and you step back, your mindset clear and decided. he stops and looks around for a brief moment before disappearing into your shared bedroom.

you exhale a shaky breath and the tears, that you didn’t know you were holding, start falling. you hold your mouth to silence the sounds of your cries, opting to move into the living room and sit on the couch as they continue to slide down your face.

you try to slow your heart rate and your breathing, desperate to keep your composure so that when he walks into the room you can keep your head held high.

you’re texting your best friend, informing her of the situation when connie appears in front of you from a distance, holding a duffle bag with a few random items in it and his shoes.

“i- i’m sorry y/n, i am,” he mumbles, rocking back and forth on his feet like a child.

“sorry isn’t fucking good enough,” you reply.

he opens his mouth to say something but decides not to, choosing to put his shoes on and unlock the front door.

he turns to look at you before leaving, the chain rattling as the door shuts.

when you feel confident enough that he’s out of range you start sobbing, the tears flowing consistently.

there’s nothing you can do but let the heartbreak consume you, ignoring the sound of his car racing down the street.

ೃ⁀➷ CREEPYPASTA S/O HEADCANNONS ೃ⁀➷

SYNOPSIS - Just how the creepypasta characters would be like as your s/o :)

PAIRINGS - Jeff the killer x Reader, “Ticci” Toby x Reader, Eyeless Jack x Reader, Ben Drowned x Reader, Hoodie/Brian x Reader.

ೃ⁀➷ JEFF THE KILLER

Tbh Jeff a lil bitch 🤷‍♀️ it’s not like yk he’s js mean n shit even though he’s just mean n shit.

Like for instance say if y’all were just sitting on the couch cuddlin n shit and then someone walks in the room, He’s pushing you off of him immediately.

It’s not like he doesn’t want to be affectionate, He just doesn’t want people seeing, He’d do a casually hug or hold hands around people but he’d never kiss you or anything like that around people idk why 🤷‍♀️

But back to what i said about him being a lil bitch this mf will tease you and tear your ass up 😭, Y’all could be casually play fighting on the bed and he’ll push you off on purpose then laugh at you. Or He would walk up and say some random shit like for expample

Jeff : You built like a capital P

You : what??

He’s just random asf but also When you two are alone oml this man is so vulnerable like he’d cuddle up next to you n shit, To the point that when he breaths out shorty ur breathing in that same air. He loves when u play w his hair even though it’s crusty asf (Please wash his hair)

For rating umm hes like a good 7/10

ೃ⁀➷ “TICCI” TOBY

how do i say this ummm… He’s bipolar and yall both hate it.

It’s so… Like one moment y’all are kissing and wtv then he js pushes you off of him and walks away and your js there like “?? wtf” And then after he’ll come back and kiss you and apologize and again your just like “wtf??” But you don’t mind since he actually apologized.

Attachment issues. He will threaten you if you ever want to leave 😟 or like you tryna go to the store and bitch he js stops you he grabs your wrist and is like “go sit yo ass down” BUT NOT LIKE THAT 😭 and you js go sit down best option tbh.

He likes laying his head in between your thighs for some reason idk like especially if you got em big ol thighs 😍 and when you stroke his hair it’s like love.

When y’all are sleeping together … he’s stiff this man doesn’t move it he falls asleep in one position you will wake up and see him in that same position, And it’s bad to the point when sometimes you gotta check and see if he’s not dead, If he wakes up while your doing so he’s lookin at you like “tf is u doing?”

He’s a good kisser don’t question it but istg, You could be in the kitchen getting something to eat he js walks up behind you flips you facing him and he js kisses you bitch tongue deep in ur mouth (He got that W rizz 🫵😜)

He’s like a good ummm 7/10 too

ೃ⁀➷ EYELESS JACK

He has definitely watched you sleep more than 5 times…

He not tryna be creepy with it he just wants to make sure that you’re sleeping well it’s all outta love. But ngl sometimes he will wake you up by biting your neck n shit but are you really complaining?? Right i didn’t think so.

If you ever cut yourself he’s the number one person for you to go to He was a medical student yk before the whole … scarfice thing … But if your bleeding heavy don’t step within a feet of him, istg he gonna start buggin out and most likely will try to eat you (Outta love tho).

I can say his tongue is very long … ;) Like make out sessions end in a snap then y’all end up fuckin 🤷‍♀️ (we can get to those fuckin headcannons another day 😘).

He used to be a good cook but since he doesn’t eat … people food anymore he just stopped cooking but if you’d ask him to make you something he’d do it for you no questions asked, Like maybe sometimes you’d wake up to breakfast in bed from him 😜.

He’s a quiet person to say the least tho like you barely see him interact with other pastas or wtv tf they called but yeah he’s usually by himself or with you one of the two.

He’s a 10/10 at everything 😘

ೃ⁀➷ BEN DROWNED

He has definitely asked you multiple times if you wanted to film y’all fuckin …

He has made you try playing games mostly horror games or shooters in which either you rage quit or got scared and quit, He enjoys seeing you scared or seeing you js upset and angry.

If your the type of person who brings their phone into the bathroom with them he’d use that as an advantage and js crawl out of ur phone.. He has done that multiple different times.

When y’all hug he either sniffs you or your hair and then your js like “Did he sniff my hair..?” He does it cause he doesn’t wanna forget what you smell like idk why but yk .. Attachment issues.

He always notices little slight things about you. Like you cut your hair a bit..He knows, You just cut your nails..He knows, Just got new underwear..He knows.

He’s most def a 8/10 yk minus the little weird things… 👴

ೃ⁀➷ HOODIE

Yeah um… This man will manipulate and make you think that you’re nothing without him … (outta love tho)

He doesn’t genuinely care abt what you do unless it involves another person specifically another man, That’s when he starts to care.

Since he’s uhm a drug addict he would def try to get you high at some point, and when you do he would record the whole experience js for shits n giggles idk

Also same as ben he has probably asked if you wanted to record yall fuckin but even if you say no he’s not talking at as an answer, He will record it and then after show you … 😟

He likes it mostly when your vulnerable bc he could spew so many lies to you just so you won’t leave him (Best manipulator i’ve ever seen)

When y’all sleep together, you have to be directly laying on top of him or else he’s not sleeping. Period.

He’s a 6/10 (but he’s so fine 😖🫶) Yeah but umm he has a lot of problems …

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I gotta do another one but yk it’s more nice or either it’s gonna be very nsfw 🫵😭

Im back, but listen hdhskkssk ITS NOT FAIRRRRRRRR especially bc when i first re found ur blog, i was suuuuper into ur yuuji stuff, i personally cant do poly bc im possessive AS FUCK so even tho i know ur suku x ura poly was extremely popular i never read it, and i think i rmb one thing u wrote with him and bloody knuckles getting head but LISTEN, kuna was never on my radar like that but this!!!!! What did u do to meeeeeee. I really loved the yuuji x mean reader where she was a sadist kinda and then yuuji would like tlk down to her and i loved ur 'kuna taking over yuuji' fics but this new one......you made it too unfair like yuuji is just a boy but kuna is all MAN omgggg and i try to steer clear of romance routes in this bc sukuna is a SLUT but (head in hands) he would help yuuji choose a promise ring for reader and the night she comes over and yuuji gives it to her, sukuna is there in the kitchen or smth when she goes for water and reader is like 🙄 outta the way, but sukuna slides over a box with a ring in it- so tasteful and elegant, clearly fuckin expensive, and it makes the tacky little thing yuuji gave you look pathetic in comparison STOP MEEEEE SOMEONE TAKE MY PHONE AWAYYYY PLS AND HE WOULD LOOK SO SERIOUS WHEN HE GIVES IT TO YOU AHHH HE ACTS LIKE ITS JUST SEX BUT HE CANT STOP THINKING ABT U 24.7

OK OK IM DONE I NEED TO STOP THIS MADNESS NOW

choso bbg anon (gaslighting myself)

YEAHHHHHHHHHH SUKUNA FKRS RISE not you switching sides bc he talked a little mean 🤭 hehe poor choso 😭

[cws] infidelity. fem reader.

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“Are you sure you like it?”

“I love it, Yuji!” You grin, stretching up to plant a sticky kiss on his cheek as you say it. “I do, really. It’s so cute.” And it is! You hold your hand out, admiring the ring encircling your finger, and an excited shriek leaves you as you give him another kiss, this one landing on his lips instead.

He kisses you back instantly, arms locking around your waist as he gently sways the two of you back and forth. You break the kiss to smile at him, and he mirrors it easily, a faint pink hue settling in his cheeks.

“I’m glad you like it - I’ve been looking at rings for the past month! I wanted to make sure it was perfect for you.” Your stomach fills with butterflies at the soft look in his eyes. “Perfect ring for my perfect girl.”

“You’re such a cornball.” You tease, hands moving to rest against his biceps. They flex underneath your touch before relaxing. “Did your last girlfriend like that corny act?”

“Dunno, I don’t bother remembering any other girls but you.”

“Great answer.”

“Yeah? Great enough for another kiss?”

“Hmm,” you pretend to ponder it, lips quirking up into an amused smile when his eyes zero in on your mouth. “I guess so…it wouldn’t be nice after you’ve gotten me this ring and took me to such a nice restaurant, after all.” His hands slip from your waist down to your ass, and a soft gasp leaves your mouth when he grips it and hauls you up against him.

“Mm,” he hums and then his mouth is on yours. You playfully nip at his bottom lip, getting a grin and a breathy chuckle in return, and he nips you back in retaliation. You let out a dramatic ‘ow’, making a show of frowning your eyebrows up, and he bumps his nose against yours. “Sorry, baby, lemme kiss it better.” He pecks at your bottom lip once, twice, and then he’s pulling it into his mouth.

Your lower back meets the kitchen counter, and just as Yuji is moving to heft you up onto it, the sound of the front door being pushed open breaks the two of you out of your spell.

Yuji sighs, lips parting from yours with a sad pop, and you laugh under your breath at his dejected look. Sukuna rounds the corner to the kitchen a second later, and his gaze moves to Yuji first before sliding over to you. You immediately avert your gaze and turn your head, cheek nestling against Yuji’s chest as you give him a gentle nudge, signaling that you’re ready to retreat back to his room.

But, of course, Sukuna has to open his mouth and halt that process.

“You two going somewhere?”

“To bed.” You quip.

“Oh, your favorite pastime.”

Your head whips around to face him, eyes narrowed and lips turned down, and he smirks as he heads to the fridge. “You’re a real asshole, Sukuna. You know that?”

“Hey.” Yuji intervenes, and you huff before pulling out of his embrace, arms moving to cross over your chest. Sukuna eyes flicker down, beer now in hand, and snag on the ring on your finger.

“You gave it to her.”

“Just today.” Yuji grins, moving behind you to loop his arms around your shoulders, his chin resting atop your head. “Gave it to her at dinner - and she does like it, you dick. I knew she would.” He loudly kisses your cheek, and Sukuna keeps his gaze on you as he raises the can of beer to his mouth and takes a slow sip. He starts at your feet, at the strappy sandals that you decided to wear today, and then he moves up your legs, the skin bare due to the skirt you wear. He looks over your shirt, the way it cuts down low into your cleavage, and you shift on your feet as goosebumps blossom on your skin.

He finally settles on your eyes, and you swallow hard, body pushing back into Yuji as he pushes into you, a telltale sign of his arousal hot and hard against your lower back.

“Looks good.” Sukuna rumbles, eyes still on yours, and you flush under his attention, skin turning hot. Yuji kisses behind your ear and your skin burns hotter. “Real good.” He breaks the gaze to look at his brother, who’s currently too engrossed in trailing kisses across your skin to pay attention to what’s being said, and then he’s gone down the hall and into his room.

~

You finish rubbing in the last bit of your facial moisturizer and blow out a breath, your hands reaching above your head as you stretch. There’s an ache in your lower back, courtesy of your boyfriend, and you go to rub the spot as you pull open the bathroom door, intending to go back to his bedroom.

“Oh!” You jump at the sight of Sukuna on the other side, and he crowds you back in, hands on your waist as he pushes the door closed with his foot. “Ryomen, what’re you doing?” You hiss.

“Saying hey.” He murmurs, and then he’s swooping down to smack his lips against yours. The kiss is rough and fast, and you fight to keep up as he licks into your mouth, one of his hands sliding underneath his brother’s shirt and cupping you between your thighs.

“You come?” He pulls back from the kiss, teeth biting into the fat of your cheek, and your hands move to grab his wrist.

“Yeah.”

“You wanna come again?”

“Ye—no. Ryo, stop, he’s still awake.” He kisses at his teeth, palm mashing up into your panty covered cunt, and you moan into his ear. “Ryomen.” He lets out a grunt, and with another hard kiss he’s moving his hand from between your legs and into his pocket.

“I got you something.”

“Well, aren’t you sweet.” You take a step back, not trusting either of you to keep your hands to yourself, and you tug on the hem of the shirt you’re wearing, eyes taking in the way the muscles in Sukuna’s arms flex in his muscle tee.

His hand comes out of his pocket with a little black box, and your eyebrows shoot up when you recognize the brand as the same one that Yuji had just purchased your promise ring from. “I don’t want that.”

“Don’t give a fuck, you’re taking it.”

“No.”

He stalks towards you, and you smack at his hands as he moves to grab you. “No, I don’t want it. Do you know how disrespectful that is?”

“More disrespectful than me cumming in your ass?”

You gape.

He snags ahold of your hand, and you blink as he slides a ring on your finger, placing it right above Yuji’s. You don’t want to look at it, but you do, and you gape again, a soft call of his name leaving your mouth as you raise your hand to get a better look at it.

“…it’s…” Beautiful. And it is, and it makes you feel incredibly guilty, because Yuji’s ring is cute and pretty and you do like it, but this… “I really hate you.”

“Yeah?” He grins. “You must like it then.”

“I don’t.”

“You do.”

“I don’t, asshole.” You go to storm past him only for him to grab your bicep and tug you back. “Ryo—”

This kiss is softer, gentler, one he’s never given you, and it leaves you breathless and warm in the face when he pushes you toward the door. “Night.” He says, and you barely react when his palm makes contact with your ass. “Don’t stay up late - you’ve got an exam in the morning.”

“Huh? Oh. Okay. Goodnight.” You stand there dumbly, still stuck on the kiss along with the ring.

“Get out.” He pushes you again. “Dumbass.”

You snap out of it, giving him a nasty look as you do. “You’re the dumbass, dumbass.”

pleasseeee u get me the whole “don’t run from it just take it” like … he’s so possessive even though he might be in denial abt that and just so amused by ur body’s reaction to him he’s gonna be holding ur hips at just the right angle and when u squirm he’s all condescending and teasing like “where do you think you’re goin’, princess? hmm?” maybe chuckling a dark chuckle and slapping your ass before caging u in tighter as u arch back against him and ur just babbling his name and he’s like “shh.. i know, baby. i know. s’what you wanted, hmm? been wantin me in your tight little cunt since i first touched you.” and you just nod and he smirks like “mmm. i know. so be still and take it. gonna make a pretty little slut outta you.” and you whimper a little “please, doctor healy.. wanna be your little slut” which makes him crazy like. u calling him that and saying u wanna be His .. it’s so over for him he’s gonna be all “fuck, s’right princess. all mine. my pretty little cockslut. such a sweet girl for me. takin me so fuckin well”

ok time for me 2 log out — head kiss anon

he is sooo possessive but if u ever brought it up he’s immediately denying it❤️ literally just smirking and raising his eyebrows when you buck your hips and squirm. like, “Oh, thought this is what you wanted, though? Try and run from me again, I’ll leave you here all wet while you have to watch me get myself off.” would def spank you do NOT get me started cuz i’ll never stop.

just loves how agreeable you are like. always being so good for him, “I could do anything to you and you’d love it, right princess? Losing all your morals for your doctor, huh? That’s filthy of you.”

“wanna make a pretty little slut outta you” - please! he would be soo fascinated w u when u said u wanna be his, just so lost in you. “Yeah? Then I’ll make you my perfect little whore, teach you everything you need to know.” it’s SO over u calling him Doctor Healy, he’s pounding u senseless making sure u can’t remember ur own name and can only scream his title for him

Can you do a Eddie x male reader (or Gn or whatever floats ur boat)

So Eddie realised how everyone says that hellfire is a cult and decided to jokingly summon a demon (not thinking it would work) but it does and the demon is reader.

The next day,Eddie would have a demon (which looks human apart from the blatantly obvious horns and tail) follow him around in the halls,intimidating the fuck outta everyone-including hellfire

U do the rest lol

I changed it slightly because my plot worked a bit better like that, I hope that's ok!

Enjoy Eddie with a demon bf <3 (side note, i am looking for a potential beta reader, lmk if you're interested)

Masterlist

Eddie was joking. He swears to whatever horrid gods were listening that he really was joking. Claiming he could summon demons was a joke. Buying some weird occult book was a joke. And following some dumb ritual in the middle of the woods was most certainly a joke.

And yet, here you stood. Tall, strangely strong looking, and intimidating as all hell.

Hearing the thoughts in his head (of varying quality), you chuckled. “Thank you.”

“You can hear that shit?!” He asked, pumping his fists and hopping around. “A fuckin’ demon! A whole ass demon!” He nearly tripped over a branch, managing to catch himself before laughing hysterically.

Usually, humans were… calmer. There was usually more bowing, maybe some crying and worshiping. This one, however, couldn’t be more excited.

He whipped around suddenly, messy hair following. It was dusk by now, though the forest’s clearing made way for the pinkish sky.

“Do I get a wish or something? Trade my soul for fame and talent?” He excitedly questioned.

You tilted your head. He really didn’t know who you were.

“My name is Y/n. Usually, I am only summoned by humans with more… expertise. If you wanted something small like ‘fame’, summon a lesser demon.” You snarled, slightly upset your time was wasted. He was cute, sure, but that didn’t mean you’d drop everything for a single summoning.

“So what do I ask you for then?!” He yelled, arms out.

You sighed, shaking your head. “Whatever it is you need. In exchange, I take you.”

“What, like, you take me to hell? Like a ‘tortured soul’ or something?” He waved his hands, attempting to make his voice quiver. “Pretty sure I was doing that anyway, man.”

You raised a brow. “No. I take you. As in you become mine. Usually as a spouse, though none stay after they die.”

The way he froze nearly made you laugh. It was a bit unexpected, truthfully. Humans were usually boring. Too much fear coursing through them for anything other than small talk. But this man, he stared you in the eyes.

Granted, it seemed there was a bit of lingering fear, but you mostly sensed excitement.

“Let me double check here, hot demon gives me whatever I want in exchange for dating me?” His eyes were so wide they looked like saucers, as if you’d told him the most confusing information possible.

“If that is how you’d like to word it.”

And that is exactly how Eddie Munson, Hawkin’s resident freak, ended up with a demon trailing behind him to school.

You hid your horns and tail from other humans, though demons always kept an intimidating aura. Usually it stopped any human from looking you in the eye, too terrified to approach. It didn’t stop Eddie though.

He’d paraded you around for a week or two now. He’d managed to convince you to attend Hawkins with him today, scaring the student body even more than they already were.

Currently, not only did he have demon protection on his side, but he was cruising with a B in every class (yes, most of it was you helping him, but he needed less help than he thought he did). He insisted A’s would be too suspicious.

“I mean, if they thought I was a freak before, wait ‘til they see me with you,” He laughed, leading you into the school. Most students backed away from you on sight. Though you were unphased, Eddie seemed to enjoy watching a few jocks turning away in fear.

“Hell yes,” He near squealed, leading you to the drama room.

“Oh yeah, I forgot to ask,” He mumbled, slowing down his walking speed a bit. “D’you know what DnD is?”

You opened your mouth to say that no, you didn’t know what it was, when you were interrupted.

“Recruiting another freak?”

A voice from behind you spoke, drawing both of your attention. A blonde man stood with his arms crossed, two equally boring looking men on either side. Each sported a letterman jacket, the same boring green all the jocks wore. Eddie’s thoughts echoed through your mind.

Jason, total asshole. The other guys are his friends.

That was really all you needed to know.

No, you didn’t get attached to humans very often. But everyone has their faults, right? Eddie even wanted to stay after he died, that was more than you could say for any of the others.

“What, nothing to say? You’re all usually all talk in the lunchroom,” Jason muttered, scoffing at Eddie.

Speaking of, the man had tensed next to you. He pulled off a smirk, making his body language as calm as he could, though you could still hear his thoughts. They were racing, trying to find the way that left him the least beat up.

You, on the other hand, had no such intentions. Who cared about the quickest way out? You could kill them in less than a second. Though Eddie wasn’t a fan of murder, so you refrained.

For now.

“It’d be easier if you left,” You warned. They couldn’t say you never did anything for them.

Jason turned to you with his brows furrowed. “I don’t even know who you are.”

You sighed. “That can be rectified.”

You looked at Jason, revealing your horns to him along with your tail. You saw him freeze immediately, staring at you with the same terror you expected.

He was mumbling something under his breath, probably a half-assed prayer.

Oh please, that won’t do anything.

Your words echoed through his head, sending him running from the area, shouting about how cursed Eddie was, and that his whole cult was doomed to hell.  His now extremely confused friends followed, yelling at him to wait for them.

You were about to turn around and continue on as normal when you heard hysterical laughing.

“Holy shit! That was fucking great! Did you see how he ran?!” Eddie gave a poor imitation of Jason, screaming added and all. Though you likely wouldn’t admit it to your hellbound friends, it made you laugh. Eddie always found a way to.

You let the illusion fall, leaving your horns and tail out to be fully seen. He dragged you into the club room, still going on about how funny it was to watch Jason run.

“Eddie you’re l…late.”

It was then Eddie remembered that he forgot to warn you about the club members, who were now staring at you, horns and tail out, demonic sigils fully present on you.

“I forgot to mention that, didn’t I,” Eddie murmured, though you weren’t sure who he was talking to.

“‘Forgot to mention’?! Is that a demon? Or some kind of Upside Down freak monster?” A black-haired kid question, staring at you in fear and awe.

“Riiiight,” Eddie said, wincing a bit. “Meet my boyfriend.”

“Your WHAT?!”

do you think Bo really fucking loves orange juice or was he just looking for quick sugars to counter the blood loss?? also why did he think to do that. does he think getting nailed with an arrow to the chest is the same as donating to the Red Cross?? does he know what the Red Cross is??? whose waffle is that?? how do u just leave a waffle in there?? I bet he cooked it once and it wasn't cooked enough. so he pushed it down again for another round and then it got burnt. and he looked at it and said "dadgummit not again" and left it there to be someone else's problem. and it was the last one and Vincent came upstairs and all the waffles were gone except that one. and he sighed and looked at it for a long time. and when he saw it again in the toaster while he's fixing his damn face and his dumbass sweaty brother is like "lulul god n mama n stuff" Vincent was like. I've never seen the ocean. I bet I could drive to the ocean in, what, four hours?? buy a box of waffles on the way home. this bitch is still talking. you know he talks to himself all the time. he does an Elvis impression in the mirror sometimes. it's not good. I'm gonna do it. I'm going to the ocean. motherfucker drank all the juice too. goddammit. I hate this fucking family. wish I was adopted like Lester. "there's two more." yeah I know. idiot. there were six. what have you been doing?? having sexy garage time?? christ you suck. how are we related. where's the guy with the crossbow I'd like to have a word. he needs to work on his aim. I'll put you in a headlock and let him practice. fuck you're sweaty you smell like ass. stay ten feet away from me please. yeah whatever I'll help you I guess. already been helping but it's fine, mr. never-leave-here-without-me. mr. mayor of wax town. I crush the seniors at bingo at the country club every Wednesday and you haven't even noticed I'm gone. too busy playing every single role in Our Town by yourself. moron.

JDSFHJFHSJHFSDJHFJHFJD MEG

BACKWASHING INTO THIS ORANGE JUICE!!!!

HEATHEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

when I watched this movie for the first time last year I entirely thought that man FULLY picked up a jug of lukewarm tang off the counter and just slurped it down. bc I missed the sound of him opening the fridge jsfhjhdsfjhdsf. and I was like GODDAMN THIS SET DESIGN IS OFF THE SHITS THIS IS REALLY HOW MEN BE LIVIN. HJFDSHJHFDSJ LUKEWARM TANG ON THE COUNTER

he's so stupid dumb delirious in that scene I've watched it 37874949328 times. just like. immediately deciding to YANK that shit through his arm hsdghgfsdhgfdhs. all of the blood that was channeled directly into his murder boner in the previous scenes has made him lightheaded and he is not THINKING CLEARLY hjdsjhfsjdhsd the fact that he doesn't think to snip it off. just PULLS that THANG straight through his stupid dumb idiot arm!!! the nerve damage!!! he is so sexy for that I love a dumbass man more than anything fr

VINCENT PONDERING THE LACK OF EGGO WAFFLES BC BO WAS TOO BUSY SEDUCING HIS TOOTHPASTE STAINS IN THE MIRROR TO NOT BURN THE LAST ONE JSDJDFHJFDS

sexy garage time is taking me out jhsdajhdsajhajsdhjdsh imagine all the years of vincent being responsible for the majority of the killcount bc bo goes oogabooga I want sum fuck on my silly goofy sex swing in my gas station jsdhjfdhsjfsdhj

vincent's turning wade into a wax sculpture and chopping dalton's head off and javelining a pole through paige's head and meanwhile. bo is blasting marilyn manson and having unsuccesful murderfuck preamble in his stupid basement jfdshjfhdsjhfdsj

BO JUST STINKING OF SWEAT AND VOMIT AND BLOOD and vincent tryin to maneuver himself away from him sdhjfdshjfdsh like bitch!!! I tried to check on ur fuckin injuries!! and u told me to GIT??? like I'm a dog???? and now ur sweaty diseased sickly self is leaning over me tryin 2 talk about how sexy u are and what god took away from me??? fuck outta here lmao

dsjhgfjdshjfdsh vincent playing bingo is so fuckin funny to me I'm cryin

heyy! I read ur Hypnos for Din Djarin x reader and 🥹 I LOVE IT! ur so talented 👏

I’m not here for a request but if u wanna write this idea u totally can, I just wanna talk about what’s been in my head. So imagine either Pedro Pascal or modern Din have known this girl they rlly like (y/n) maybe she’s an actress with Pedro or works with Din in something but then imagine her going up to one of them and saying she’s going on holiday so she won’t be at work… but she says it kinda in a spooked way and Pedro/Din are just like 😐🤨 so they follow her when she leaves the next day and it turns out she had this WHOLE second life thing and she’s actually a part of a crime syndicate that took her in after she ran away from her parents (can u tell I watch Ginny & Georgia 😂😅) and she has to repay the dept (since they took her in etc) so she can live a normal life with Din or Pedro… but like pls just imagine their pure SHOCK when seeing she’s a formal criminal and then hers when she realised they followed her 😭😭 I’m sorry I needed to let someone else know about this idea 😂 thanks for ur time!!!!

Omg hiii!!! Thank you for reading my stuff 😭 I’m so sorry I missed this 💀

No cuz I can TOTALLY imagine Din in this situation. Only Din fuckin Djarin could get himself in a situation like this and you know it as well HAHAHA. Bro’s side quests are so difficult I totally forgot the main plot if the Mandalorian.

He’d probably get really really mad at the fact that she had a whole ass secret life that went against whatever he had in mind. But Din being Din, he’d most definitely help her and do everything in his power to get her outta that hell 🥹

But omg noo thank you for your time and thbak you for sharing your thoughts this was definitely something different <3333

mr.whites daughter  14-family junction

Your pov- Like...half an hour after we come home There was knocking at the door so Jesse went to go get it. We were watching TV in his room, so he went down stairs. I sat on the edge of the bed, I was worried it coukd be hank, or some police, or maybe even Saul. But, when I heard something fall I ran out of the room and down the stairs. "Fuck!" I heard Jesse yell and I heard grunting and lunching coming from the front door. By the time I got to the stairs that dropped to the living room, and I saw, my uncle, beating the shit outta my boyfriend. I stood there paralyzed until my body went into autopilot, a fight mode taking over. Hank looked at me and he stumbled to his feet, but begire he could stand straight, I swung at his ass. Right to his jaw, the unexpectedness sending him to the floor right outside of the door. "Woah woah!" Hank yelled putting his hands up as I kicked him right in the hip,"fuck!" His hands shot to his hip, so I took the position to do some good old step pinning. I stepped on his wrists, stepping them into the concreate, wincing in pain. I grabbed my phone from my hoodie pocket. "You are absolutely, Fucking, insane." I spoke slowly, my breathing was sharp and slow,"If you ever, lay a finger, on my boyfriend, ever again. I will Fuckin end you hank." "You're-you're making a bad decision (y/n)." He groaned out as I dialed 911,"I was going to call!" "This is 911, how may i help you?" The responder ssked. "Hi I need the cops and an ambulance at-at 9809 Margo Street Albuquerque, DEA Agent hank Schrader, he um...Beat my boyfriend unconscious." I breathed out, looking back at Jesse, who was lying on the floor with a busted lip and cheek, pretty sure a swollen ass black eye soon. "Alright, the police and paramedics are in their way, I've also made an alert to the DEA director." He said,"police responding in 5 minutes and another few on the way, ambulance will be there in 10." "Alright, thank you." I hung up and closed my phone and shoved it in my pocket as I got off of my shitbag uncle,"the cops and the DEA are on their way." I knelt down to Jesse and looked back at hank on the floor,"I hope you loose your badge."

The cops arrived one after the other, the ambulance came sooner then I was told. "I-I- Well we were in his bedroom just watching TV and there was a knock on the door, so he we g to check it." I told the officer as he jotted my words down,"I soon heard something fall so I rushed down stairs and...when I got to the living room, my uncle, Hank Schrader was I top of him, punching his face in." "What did you do when you saw him?" She asked. " I walked over as he stood up and in an act of anger and shock I..well I punched him. He fell just outside of the door and i kicked him, stepped on his wrist and kelt him one the floor and called 911." The officer chuckled at the wrist pinning. "I gotta say, I like your style. Thank you for your statement, chances are, agent Schrader will be interviewed, and asked to give a statement, and he may or may not be sued depending on ur boyfriends decision."I nodded and I watched the ambulance load him uo and a EMT shouted for me. "Do you wanna ride?!" He yelled. "Yes I'm coming!" I ran away from the cop and towards the ambulance. My uncle was by the front door, the emt closed the doors as I sat down on the bench next to Jesse.

Jesse woke up from his unconsciousness awhile ago, he was rawdogging his pain and refusing their medications. I was sirring in a chair by his bed, leaning onto her I rested my head on my arms and looked towards the door and windows. I called Saul, we have to know what to do and how to prepare, I felt jesses fingers in my hair, twisting it around his fingers lightly and ghostly. He's been doing this for the last 10 minutes as a distraction. I moved my head so I could look at him and his thumb brushed over my cheek, his eye was black and swollen. The gash on his cheek and forehead were stitched closed, his top and bottom lip had a cut in them, and his left side of his jaw had a yellow and red bruise on it. "What'd you do to him?" He asked. "I punched him and kicked him in the hip." His thumb brushed my bottom lip,"and then stepped on his wrists as I called the cops." "Yeah?" He smiled softly,"good." "I wasn't just gonna let him get away Scot free." I giggled as the door opened, I sat up and looked over, it was Saul. "It's Bonnie and clyde." Saul chuckled as the door closed. "They got away with it." I pointed out. "Not exactly, but that's not the point." Saul shrugged,"I need to take pictures of that mug of yours, for the recorded." "Go ahead." Jesses sighed, Saul walked over to the right side of his bed and opened his phone and I heard him take the pictures. "There's your get outta jail free card." Saul chuckled and I heard the door open and I looked over, it was my dad. "Jesus." He winced. "We'll we've figured out who the good looking one of the group is." Saul looked at me. "Ha-ha, go Fuck urself." I scoffed to hide the laugh that wanted to join the phrase. "I am so sorry." My dad apologized. "You're brother in-law is a Dick." Jesse stated. "You could've been arrested but..well you didn't." Sauls hand sat on my shoulder. "So um..what happens now?" I asked, glancing to the three men. "What happens now?" Jesses asked and looked at my dad,"your brother-in-law is finished. I will be there, right behind him and his wife, getting every cent they make, everywhere they drive, I'll be there right behind them following," jesses voice got graver as he spoke, honestly, it was scary but...turned me on a little, is that bad? Yeah, imma say ya,"and when he's in Tijuana scrubbing toilets for Pennie's, I will be there right behind him collecting my share, and until the day, he sticks a gun in his mouth and pulls the trigger, just to get me out of his head." "Not a good idea kid." Saul said and he looked at him,"they're Afraid of you, right now, they have no problem arresting you, and, maybe even (y/n)." "What you should do, is move on. Get out of this and move on." My dad said. "Move on? I'm going back to cooking. Right when I'm out of here I'm getting and RV and I'm cooking. Nothing changes." Jesses spoke sternly. I took a deep breath and Saul squeezed my shoulder, I don't know if it was intentional, but it felt like it was. "How are you going to do that?" I asked looking over at Jess,"you're right on their radar, they are waiting for the chance to bust you." "I have a get out of jail free card." He chuckled. "I may have over stated that." Saul stated and Jess looked at my dad and pointed to him. "You. You're my get out of jail card. They want me...I'll just give them you. Give them the great Heisenberg, and leak his million dollar drug ring." He smirked,"and it's not just me who has it,"Jess looked over at me,"you do too, daughter manipulated into helping father cook meth, doing his dirty work." "Jesse..."

Jesse pushed me to leave that night, I didn't want to, but he wanted me to. Get out and go to work Tomorrow. So I did just that. "Do you want a cup of coffee?" Gale asked me and I popped out of my zoned out state, he was standing in front of me with a mug held out. "Huh?" I asked, the sound Almost in audible. "Coffee?" He asked again, I nodded and gave him a smile as i took it, my dad wasn't here yet, I got here early. "Thanks." I whispered, he sat down in the chair that was parked under the table I was leaning against and rolled back at bit. "You okay?" He asked, I raised my brow at him as I took a sip of the best coffee I've ever had,"you're really quite today." "My uncle beat the shit out of my boyfriend." I shrugged and said it was extremely causally which freak me out a bit. "Oh, im sorry, is he okay?" He asked a took a sip out of his own mug. "He'll be fine," I shrugged,"not his first time getting the shit beat out of him, definitely won't be his last." "Is he your guys old partner?" He asked and I nodded, I took another sip of the coffee,"does it bother you that you're not working with him?" "A little? Ya know we started everything with him,he's not bothered by me doing this. He's proud of me, so just knowing that it doesn't bother me much."

About 30 minutes later, the door opened and I saw my dad walk through it. "I was getting worried." Gale said as he walked over to him. "No sandals today?" My dad asked. "Little bit more professional." Gale put his mug down. I put mine down and walked over to the lockers and my dad looked at me. "No more buisness outfits?" He asked. "Fuck no." I shook my head, I was in my favorite pair of black cargo jeans and a loose graphic T-shirt,"we got the solvent filtered." I kicked my sneakers off and put them in my locker And I grabbed my suit,"let's just get started."

I walked over to my dad as he tapped the thermometer on station 5. "Did you set this?" He asked. "No." I said and he looked over at Gale. "Gale did you set this?" He asked. "Yes." He nodded and looked at a clipboard,"station 5, 75 degrees." "It's supposed to be 85 degrees." "You said 75 so I wrote down 75." Gale said looking back at the clipboard, I took a step back as my father started speaking again. "It's always been 85. Not 95. Not 75." He started,"this is chemistry, degrees matter." "I'm-im sorry." Gale apologized. "We have now just brewed 50 gallons of useless sludge. Dump it, it's ruined." I sighed, and I put down my gas mask and o walked away to go grab a bucket,"not you." I looked back at my dad,"Gale, dump it." "Yes sir." He nodded, I lifted my mask and gave him a look and he walked over. "You good?" I asked him. "Jesse is going to sue." He said and I nodded. "I'm aware." "Good." He nodded,"good." "Why?" I watched Gale come back with disposal container. "I'll explain later. Okay?" "Yeah, sure..." I put my mask down as he walked away. I mean obviously Jesse was going to sue. How could he not? My uncle came to his house and beat him up and put him in the hospital...

Jesses pov

"I have an opportunity for you." Mr.white said sitting down. "Where's (y/n)?" I asked. "Shes at her apartment I believe, but i have to talk to you." He crossed his arms and I nodded,"there's a job opening...a new lab assistant." "I already did my time. You want a lab assistant? Go get urself a fuckin monkey." I scoffed. "I don't want a monkey, I want you." "Gee thanks, not interested." I shook my head,"I got my own thing going on. So, nice try at trying to save ur brother in law." "That's not why I'm here, Jesse." He pressed,"it's more the an assistant, a partner." I raised my brow Ah him,"we three split gone 3 million, giving us all 1 million dollars." "No thanks." I crossed my arms. "Are you turning down 1 million dollars?" He asked. "I'm not turning down the money. I'm turning down you." I stated,"ever since I met you, everything I've cared about has been ruined, turn to shit, or is fuckin dead. Because of you, I am alone, I have nothing." "You have (y/n)." "I have (y/n), I will always have (y/n). That's not the point." I shook my head and bit my lip,"no, no why. Why would you get it! Why do you even fuckin care?! As long," I leaned up, grabbing onto the bed rail,"as long as you get what you want, it's fine. You don't give a shit about me! You said I was no good, said I was nothing but a worthless junkie! Why do you even fuckin want me!" He stood up from his chair,"you said my meth was inferior to yours, that it was garbage. Screw you." "Your meth is good jesse." I looked at me,"just as good as mine....think about it."

Your pov- "I don't understand." Gale said, I looked over at the two from the coffee station," I thought we were simpatico? A team. Is this about the temperature setting? Cause k can promise you it won't happen again." "It's much more than that, much more." My dad said and I raised my brow at them, not saying a thing, just watching and listening. "Can you elaborate?" "I don't think ghat would benefit any of us." My dad shook his head. "I-I set the whole lab up, you said you liked the configuration." "For the most part." My dad shrugged and I stood up,"you're a great chemist, with a great future...it's just, we have different rhythms." "Rhythms?" Gale asked as I leaned against the table. "I'm more..classical, while you-you are more jazz." He snapped his fingers. "Jazz?" "Yes, and I require classical." "The hell is happening?" The spoke up and the two looked at me as the door opened up. "Oh shit!" I heard a familiar voice,"this shot is the bomb!" I watched as my boyfriend walked down the stairs, Mr.Dead eyes following after him. "What?" I whispered as Jesse walked towards us, I was happy that Jesse was here, I was just very confused. "What's up partner!" Jesse bombed,"hey baby." "Hey Jess." He kissed my forehead and he walked past me. "This is my replacement?" Gale asked and my dad nodded,"hi! I'm Gale!" "We should've ditched that RV months ago!" He ignored gales attempt to greet him. "This makes no sense." Gale said. "Classical." My dad nodded. "We'll then..." Gale lent his hand to my dad and he took it and shaked it. I could hear Jesse drumming on one of the canisters as I shook gales hand,"it's been nice working with you." "You as well." I smiled as he walked away. "200 pounds a week." Mr.dead eyes said. "You got it." My dad nodded as he walked off. "There's a lot to show you!" I called out for Jesse and I saw him sneak out from behind a boiler. "What now?" He asked. "There's only a few days till our quota is due." My dad said and Jess nodded slowly. "How's your uh, cell service down here?" He asked. "Non existent, we are sheilded. There's a landline for emergencies." My dad explained. "So you two haven't talked to anyone today...have you?" He crossed his arms walking towards us. "No..." I shook my head. "Your brother in law...he was shot." He stated,"you guys have no idea did you?" "What do you mean he was shot?" My dad asked. "I mean he was shot. He was being brought in as I was leaving." I looked at my dad and he nodded. "Don't touch anything."

My dad and I rushed through the hospital snd to the family waiting room. A cop was standing there and tried to stop us. "It's cool, he's family." Agent Gomez said as he met us into the room, immediately my father went to my aunt and hugged her. "I'm so sorry Marie." He said and I looked over at my mom, I didn't know what to say. I was probably gonna be in for it. "How-how is he?" I asked hesitantly, I was worried, I mean he was my Fuckin uncle. "He's still in surgery." She responded and I felt a hand on my shoulder, it was my mom,"he was shot...4 times." "Where's-where's holly?" I asked my mom. "I got a sitter." She smiled and I nodded. My mom walked over to my mom as my dad turned to my brother, I was standing next to him. "How you doing?" He asked. "I'm fine." He grabbed his crutches and stood up,"just need some fresh air." "Want me to join you?" I asked, wanting an excuse to get the hell out of here before my aunt could say anything, and I could really use a Fucking cigarette. "I'm good." With that he walked out and I nodded. I sat down in his chair as the director or whatever the hell we was spoke. "We no really nothing about these men who ambushed Schrader. Their tattoos point to a cartel affiliation." He explained. "Why'd they attack him?" I asked, turning in my seat to look at him. "A warning? Or maybe even a message to the whole DEA." He nodded and Gomez spoke. "They had an Axe. The cartels are pretty dramatic." Oh yeah, they definitely are,"hank took them down, pretty damn good job even though he didn't have his gun." "He didn't have his gun?" Marie asked. "Due to the assault charge, I had to suspend hank, it's standard." The director spoke. "You know..if you guys might've just listening to him and let him arrest that kid, we would've had his gun and could've defended himself!" I rolled my eyes and took a deep breath,"it's your guys fault." She shook her head,"and where were you?" She pointed at Gomez,"in Texas. What kind of partner are you? You're supposed to protect your agents!" "Okay Marie." My mom said,"just-just sit down." "No, not until they leave! The dea is not welcome here!" "Alright." The director nodded and him and Gomez left. My aunt shook her head, her hand over her mouth. "It's your fault." She looked at my dad,"if you had just not boughten weed off of that pinkman then hank would've never and knew his name." She shook her head and my dad opened his mouth to speak but she looked at me,"and you. For...dating him." "I'm sorry what?" I stood up. "Hank would've been fine if you didn't call the cops on him." "Jesse was knocked out Fuckin cold, of course I called the Fuckin cops!" I raised my voice. "He's your uncle! You be-betrayed him!" "I'm sorry, I honestly can't even believe what the fuck I'm hearing right now." I crossed my arms,"did you just expect me to, I don't know, allow him to beat my boyfriend unconscious in his own home, without a reason?" "You know his reason (y/n)." I walked towards her. "No, I actually don't." I shook my head,"you wanna tell me?" "(y/n)." My dad said. "He's a meth dealer." She whispered "Marie, Marie. Stop, You're just looking for someone to blame." My mom said grabbing onto her shoulder,"don't blame Walter and definitely do not blame (y/n), do not blame her." My aunt shook her head and her lips pursed together as her eyes teared up. "Im sorry." She said and my father hugged he,"I'm so sorry." "It's okay." My dad assured her, my mom running her hand over the back of her head. I shook my head as my mom looked over at me. "I'm gonna find my brother."

Jesses pov "Hello! Hello hello hellooooo." I echoed my voice in this huge and empty lab. I walked around and drummed on the metal machines before sitting down at this table that had this thing on it. I think it was coffee? I mean there was a beaker full of coffee beens so what else could it have been? I grabbed my phone from my pocket and called (y/n), not even a second later she sent me to voicemail, so I called again and same thing. "This is (y/n) white, say whatever you gotta say at the tone." I closed my phone and wheeled myself over to the landline and called the hospital. The operator told me to wait, so I had to wait for the old man to find a courtesy phone. "Are we working sometime this year?" I asked as he picked up,"it's been a whole day, we have a schedule." "You should not be calling me here." He responded. "Ya well, (y/n)s phone is off so ya I had too." I got uk from my chair and kicked it away,"can't I just cook by myself?" "Do not touch anything." He said as I looked at the equipment. "Come on man, there's gotta be like a Manuel of something." I shrugged. "Do not, you are not even the slightest bit prepared for it." "Yo! I'm not ur bitch man! I'll take the aditude from (y/n) but not Fuckin you." I scoffed and I heard him sigh. "Just sit and wait patiently alright?" "Just tell your brother in law to step into the light!"

Your pov-

I was sitting at the table in the cafeteria. Looking down into the cup of coffee I had. Seems like I've been surviving on coffee for the last few days. "These eggs aren't that bad." My mom said and I looked up at her. "These forks are disgusting." My aunt pointed out and I felt my phone viberste in my pocket. I stood up without saying anything and grabbed it. "(y/n)?" My dad asked as I walked a few tables away and answered. "What?" I asked. "Come to the lab." I heard Jesse say,"just come and cook." "I don't trust myself fully yet to run it, it's only been a few days." I shrugged, glancing back at the table, my aunt and mom talking, my dad looking at me. "We'll if we can't cook..." I heard him hum,"why not uh...get it on?" "Jesse." I said sternly. "Are you really going to deny me this?" He asked with a chuckle. "I've been at this hospital all night and all morning." I groaned," let me run home, take a shower, and I'll be there, okay?" "Sounds good to me!" He chuckled as I hung up and walked back. "I gotta get going." I grabbed my mug and took a large gulp of it,"Saul needs me at work." " Saul?" My aunt asked. "Goodman, Saul Goodman." I nodded,"I work for him." "The TV lawyer?" My brother asked and I nodded,"cool!" "Since when have you worked with him?" My mom asked. "For like the past 4 months." I nodded,"I gotta get home and shower and get there by 8. I'll see you guys later." I just left. I quite literally just walked away and when I got out of the cafe I noticed my dad was tailing me. "(y/n)! (y/n)!" He yelled and I turned around,"where are you going?" "To the lab." I whispered,"we have a quota, we have to have 200 pounds by tomorrow." "Look, I'm going to call Gus and explain." He said,"don't touch anything." "I'm not ur bitch, stop telling me what to do." I crossed my arms. "Jesse said the same thing." He sighed,"don't touch anything, please." "It's all on you then." I shrugged,"have fun with Gus."

I made it to the lab and hour and a half later. I spent some time at home just thinking about what the hell is going to happen when my uncle wakes up from surgery. Like what he's going to say and shit. I walked deep into the mat and saw Mr.dead eyes leaning against the dryer. "Where have you been?" He asked. "Wouldn't you like to know." I walked up to him and pressed the lift button. "Yeah I would considering it's my job." He grabbed my shoulder as the machine whirred forwards. I simply shook my head at him with a smile as k walked past him d under the dryer into the red lit staircase.

"About Fuckin time!" I heard Jesse yell, I looked down from the metal floor and saw him in one of the yellow suits and it was blown up like a ballon. He looked up at me and Mr.dead eyes and quickly Pat all the air lit of the suit as I walked down the stairs. "Why isn't there anything cooking?" The man asked. "Ask Walter that." I responded, I heard him leave and I grabbed the land line and dialed the hospital. "Hello?" I heard him. "Turn your phone on, I'm calling you from ur cell." I hung up and grabbed my phone out of my pocket and Jesse actually called him before I could. "Yo man, the quiet guy came....no not him the one I'm allowed to speak to, he was wonderin why there's nothing cooking." I crossed my arms and he rolled his eyes,"we have a quota man...uhh,"his brows furrowed as he looked at me,"yeah man his cousins. Yo?" He looked at his phone and closed it,"apparently it was tucos cousins." "The ones here said were coming from Mexico?" He nodded putting his phone down on the table. He unzipped the suit and got out of it and tossed it onto the table,"we're Not allowed to cook." "But we can fuck." He shrugged. "No." I shook my head and his raised his brow. "Why not?" "It's a lab." "So? There's a back room." He pointed towards the break room. "That's unprofessional." I stated and gave me a confused look snd scoffed. "Unprofessional? You say that like you were g getting screwed by ur boss on his desk." "I'm not screwing you in here." I shook my head and crossed my arms as whe walked towards me. "Come on...there's no one here." He was a few inches away from my face,"just you and I...in a sound proof lab." "Jesse I'm not screwing you in s meth lab." I poked his chest. "You know how hot that would be though?" "No, and I really don't wanna know." I shook my head,"if you'd like to know, you're on my aunts shit list." "Obviously because she's a cunt." He shrugged like it was nothing. "My uncle is gonna try and kill you." I stated and he pointed to his swollen black eye. "He already did, and he failed, miserably." He crossed his arms I leaned against the cement square wall that the landline sat on,"make it up to me." "Excuse me?" I raised my brow,"I will give you another black eye." "Add some scratches on my back and you for urself a deal." He leant his hand out for me to shake, I gave up and shook it, if o was going to be in this lab all day doing nothing...might as well just fuck him. Lord knows I'll have a great time.

Jack 10.0 pt.1

Aaron Taylor-Johnson.AHHHHH HEY HUSBAND 😏 when u ready to leave that ancient, saggy, moldy, dusty ass lady. I’ll be right here with an open mouth, open arms & OPEN LEGS 🤭

he was dry humping her like Daisy when she saw him. I can see this 💀😭

“I don’t think I can wait, ‘m about to bust.” he mumbled, pulling down his sweats. I- JACKMAN!! No 1,2,3? u was js gon whip it out?!? 😭 the door ain’t even locked!!

“I’m gonna give y’all a minute.” Maggie called from behind him.This is sooooo embarrassing 4 u Jack 😭

“Why didn’t you say my mom was here?” U ain’t rlly give her the chance, she blinked & u was pullin yo dick out 💀

He walked over to Miriam and hugged her from behind, kissing her cheek. Oh so NOW u wanna give hey a normal hello?!

“I’m pretty sure the bus is empty. We can sneak off without anyone noticing.” he proposed. “Wanna go?” Ur rlly a lil horny freaky fuck huh?! 😭💀

“Jack 10.0 can't stay down either.” I- ur lucky u cute 😭

“My dick ten inches hence the 10.0.” He said, putting his hands behind his head. Hmmm pics or it ain’t true👀 📸

a white cropped Coperni button down paired with medium gray Thom Browne pleated mini skirt. She finished the look off with a pair of black mary jane pumps. Her outfits never give anything below ✨Fashion Icon✨

“I hope we are, he did write about wanting to put a daycare in my throat recently.” She said as Jimmy choked on his drink, spilling on himself. I- MIRIAM 😭 yea Jack was smart to hold off drinking his tea 😂

'slay it, don't spray it'. I love this game, more specifically Taraji playin it 😂

Miriam folded over laughing. “Join my team, yuh.” she said, impersonating the singer. This time Jack cackled. They needa fuckin podcast or sum 😭

[Aaron Taylor-Johnson.AHHHHH HEY HUSBAND 😏 when u ready to leave that ancient, saggy, moldy, dusty ass lady. I’ll be right here with an open mouth, open arms & OPEN LEGS 🤭] #real

[he was dry humping her like Daisy when she saw him. I can see this 💀😭] lmao

[“I don’t think I can wait, ‘m about to bust.” he mumbled, pulling down his sweats. I- JACKMAN!! No 1,2,3? u was js gon whip it out?!? 😭 the door ain’t even locked!!] his mama is in the room, she was about to see how her grandbabies get made

[“I’m gonna give y’all a minute.” Maggie called from behind him. This is sooooo embarrassing 4 u Jack 😭] askjdsfhjkdlsa

[“Why didn’t you say my mom was here?” U ain’t rlly give her the chance, she blinked & u was pullin yo dick out 💀] he entered the room dick first and didn't take in his surroundings lmao

[He walked over to Miriam and hugged her from behind, kissing her cheek. Oh so NOW u wanna give hey a normal hello?!] he's so unserious

[“I’m pretty sure the bus is empty. We can sneak off without anyone noticing.” he proposed. “Wanna go?” Ur rlly a lil horny freaky fuck huh?! 😭💀] so is miriam but she's classy about it lmao

[“Jack 10.0 can't stay down either.” I- ur lucky u cute 😭] lol

[“My dick ten inches hence the 10.0.” He said, putting his hands behind his head. Hmmm pics or it ain’t true👀 📸] we need that photographic evidence

[a white cropped Coperni button down paired with medium gray Thom Browne pleated mini skirt. She finished the look off with a pair of black mary jane pumps. Her outfits never give anything below ✨Fashion Icon✨] she never misses <3

[“I hope we are, he did write about wanting to put a daycare in my throat recently.” She said as Jimmy choked on his drink, spilling on himself. I- MIRIAM 😭 yea Jack was smart to hold off drinking his tea 😂] he knows his girl 😭😭😭 he knows she can say the most outta pocket shit lmao

['slay it, don't spray it'. I love this game, more specifically Taraji playin it 😂] no bc to this day i think her and normani should have won, they did them dirty 😭😭😭

[Miriam folded over laughing. “Join my team, yuh.” she said, impersonating the singer. This time Jack cackled. They needa fuckin podcast or sum 😭] lmaoooo

OKAY WAIT- can we pretty pls have ur thoughts on the pussy throb moment but w rafey?? cause i honestly feel like you’d be trying to lock in and ignore it outta sheer embarrassment and not wanting to interrupt him but he just smells so good and his hands and thighs r just so big and yummy so u can’t stop ur body from reacting and him being his cocky self would ofc be all like “you think i can’t tell when my girl needs me?? you’re not slick babe🤨😑” tysm if so, the jj drabble was just tew good i needa hear it w my man 🤭

— with love, 🏵️<3

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rafe didn’t consider himself much of a gamer, but every so often he’d indulge — xbox controller in his grip as he’d play some kind of sports game, 2K to be exact, muttering to himself about how topper was fucking up the team or how kelce was taking all his shots.

you being you, had to be on him at all times — just not understanding why on earth he’d rather play his stupid game with his friends online instead of give you all his attention, despite spending the entire day with you at the beach — but that doesn’t matter! you were back at tannyhill now, and you needed your fix of rafes dick so you’d be able to sleep properly that night.

he rests his controller on your ass as he plays, laying forward on his lap in your booty shorts, covered cunt feeling the lengthy weight of him in his post-shower-sweatpants snug against you. you bite your lip each time he jolts at a bad play, swearing under his breath.

“raaafe, when are you gonna be done playing?” you don’t wanna nag, but you missed his attention and you needed to be out of your shorts soon because you just couldn’t take it. maybe it was because he’d been so good to you all day, you were feeling spoiled.

“soon, a’ight lemme just — lemme just finish this.” his response is noncommittal, trailing off in concentration towards the end. as he plays, he takes a couple of seconds to adjust on the bed, getting more comfortable against the headboard and inadvertently lifts his hips up, spreading his legs beneath you a little more — all but pressing his natural bulge harder into your cunt for a moment making you sigh out.

you’re silent, trying to be a good girl so you end up getting your way when he’s finished and you latch your bottom lip under your teeth, feeling yourself starting to soak the inside layer of your shorts as you clench around nothing. you whimper sadly to yourself, and without taking his eyes off the screen, your boyfriend fixes his parted lips to speak.

“know i can feel that shit, right?”

dazed, you lift your head a little. “hm?”

“you have a second heartbeat. it’s beating real hard in my lap right now. you know you’d get alot further if you just used your words with me.” he’s calm, almost expressionless for once as he focuses on the game, humiliating you with such nonchalance that you’re sure he could feel this ‘second heartbeat’ of yours beat even harder.

“i’m trying to hold out for you whilst you finish.” you whine, wriggling your hips a little now that the gig was up, his cock already having started to chub up at his own realisation.

“good. hold out a little longer.” he hums, the sound of his fingers mashing the joysticks filling the air. if you weren’t so concentrated on grinding on his lap, you’d have noticed the way he started to miss all his shots despite his nonchalance, eyes darting down to watch you rub on him more and more often. “shit. alright, okay— i’m done with this shit. take these fuckin’ shorts off, yeah?” the game goes quiet due to him exiting out, tossing the controller aside and manhandling you off his lap so he could kneel behind you.

you always got what you wanted eventually.

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I finished Phantom Liberty last night and would like to say: fuck V’s friends, literally all of them.

It was kinda clear even in the base game that Kerry sucks when it comes to putting his friends first, but that DLC made it just unavoidable.

And Panam? Completely changed my view of Panam. Fuck off, Panam. V went to the ends of the earth for her and her family and she couldn’t fuckin call him back cos muh uh i get attached too much.

Goddamn that fuckin ending. It only solidified that don’t fear the reaper+leaving body to johnny is Canon for me. Alternatively, i really like the suicide ending as well. (As you can clearly see, mcd/unahppy ending isn’t the issue for me.)

But also, ‘Goodnight, Vincent’ MY FUCKIN HEART SHATTERED

I kinda wanna give rogue the benefit of a doubt cos it’s true. V after his coma would lose all his status if he turned up at the afterlife… but suggesting he should consider NOT visiting just to keep his image?? What about fuckin inviting him in, supporting him, giving him a chance?? I’m sorry but dude’s life and legend isn’t over just cos he can’t have combat implants anymore.

Same sentiment goes to my ‘fuck kerry’ opinion. ‘Ohh, u want money?? No?? Ok see u in 4 months’ YOU FUCKING BITCH. I DUNNO, HOW ABOUT U PULL THAT WALLET OF URS OUTTA UR ASS AND GO ‘WHERE ARE U V?? WHERE?? OK IM GONNA SEND SOMEONE TO COME PICK ME UP. COME ON TOUR WITH ME’ LIKE ITS THAT EASY! I know tours aren’t a walk in the park but THAT DOESNT MEAN KERRY COULDNT FLY V OVER TO HIM.

I’m fucking heartbroken. I am so disappointed in ALL of them. Upset with all of them. Except Victor, ofc.

I know it’s not River’s fault that he landed in a shitstorm and ‘changed’, and of course he didn’t owe it to V to go back after 2 yrs of radio silence and immediately accept him back into his life, but damn that was a low blow.

I get Judy but fuckin hell man. Fuck that ending. I know that it’s a game so of course u gotta do all the missions, but, in the game world, V worked his ASS off for ALL OF THEM. A single ‘Come get here asap pls’ and Vince was on his way, and that’s how u fuckin treat him when he calls u up and says he just woke up from a fuckin coma.

They can all get fucked, kerry first and furthermost.

ALSO, Songbird deceives and uses you, Reed is insufferable and the game attempting to make you relate/empathize with him through Johnny is laughable. They might be similar in some ways and have similar backgrounds/starts, but that does not make me feel sympathetic to a dude who trapped young people in federal shit and then was so stupidly loyal to accept their betrayal for the greater good.

I am sorry, but no, you can draw as many parallels as you wish, but Reed and Johnny are on different levels. If Reed was trapped in my protagonist’s head, I would have V bash his own head against the glass by the end of the campaign.

Loyal to what matters based on his principles vs loyal to fucking feds and coworkers based on his principles. Fuck Reed. The only thing I can appreciate is that he’s straight with V at most times.

And Songbird’s deceit…why is everyone out to fuck V over.

It had been quite a while since I’d met and/or paid Goddess Aurora….”I’d written your bitch ass off…If you want the honor of paying me in person, u need to earn it. Ur only allowed to send me $$, until I say otherwise” Is essentially what she said…along with “I’m mad about it too; I like fuckin ur bitch ass up”

She’s so good at manipulating me….she’s always several steps ahead….it’s a unique feeling, as tbh, I do feel like I’m much smarter than most ppl i’m around….I know she couldn’t possible read all that I say to her…not surprising considering, when I do go to meet her, I’ll generally take a lil extra adderall(Usually take less than prescribed dose; but that night, i took full dose, plus 2 more) so I was reallllly talkative….Sometimes I’ve felt like she’d enjoy seeing how obsessed I am etc, but it is a lot, and she made it clear that I need to stfu and serve…

How’d she do that?

Well…I was on twitter chatting with ppl etc. I heard her voice, laughing n chatting with her friend(A statuesque beauty, didn’t get a great look at her during my beating) As I’m sitting on the concrete lil wall outside her old building, I look up to see both of them. I had to be told to drop to my knees, as I was a bit taken aback by another gorgeous woman standing there, watching how pathetic I am. She didn’t seem especially scornful at first…i got to my knees, and she screamed at me to hurry tf up, and count out her money…,I’d remembered in the past, how she demanded all bills face the same way….I began to fix it and face them all the same way…it seemed she didn’t care about that, but did tell me to count it out for her, which she hadn’t done in the past….her demeanor n attitude made it seem like I should’ve known to count it out and have it ready to begin with….Im pretty sure that, in reality, no matter what i did or how i did it, it would’ve resulted in her yelling at, and ofc slapping tf outta me, HARD!

“Hurry tf up chicken skin, stupid ugly ass bitch boy”

I’d barely get 1-2 $20 bills in her beautifully manicured hand before my entire world felt like it’d been hit by an earthquake, as she’d land blow after blow to my head…Each slap felt like a punch….she must’ve put all her strength into it!

I wonder if they sounded like slaps or what they sounded like….I became dizzy after a few, making it harder to count her cash.

After counting the $240(id told her i had $200 for her) She order me to lower my pants….I did with great hesitation, as underneath, I had a black thong on…The thong was made with sheer fabric, leaving nothing to the imagination, and omg i was terrified pulling my pants down….she used top of my head to balance herself, and proceeded to kick my cock n balls fairly hard…did make me double over, but wasn’t too bad….then, she ordered me to spread my legs open further, and to do so I had to pull my shorts down past my knees….which was kinda nice because they acted like knee pads for my hurting knees…i spread my legs open wide, far as they could go…..she held onto my head again, taking a moment…maybe savoring the complete and total control, the power she knows she has over me….maybe enjoying seeing the absolute fear, terror in my eyes…Then she landed by far, the most painful blow to my balls Ive ever felt. Sometimes taking any shot to the balls makes a man double over in pain almost automatically, but if ya focus or try, ya usually don’t have to…but this time? Omg, makes me wonder how on earth slaves, when tied up can withstand kick after kick to their balls….because this one? I had no choices…I was doubled over in extreme pain, gasping for air…and as I’m on the ground….

Realisin the legit fuckin impossibility of gettin jack shit from the birthday events without payin is makin me wanna not even bother with it, jfc.

Imagine

Being best friends with Katsuki Bakugou's younger sister.

Part 2

Katsuri Bakugou, I'd imagine she looks a lot like Katsuki, with trademark bakugou eyes, — angry ruby-red, and long blonde hair with dark brown roots peeking out from her dad's side, usually pulled up into a neat ponytail. Slightly tanned skin, unlike Katsuki's pale ass, from how much time she spends outside.

She's only a year younger than Katsuki, and like him she strives to be the best at what she does, except instead of being a hero she wants to be a professional athlete. Volleyball. She plays volleyball. Shut up.

The two of you meet in your late years of middle school, both equally dead set on being the best and reaching the top. Also you have no other friends so-

There's probably that one mean girl at school that preys on the unsuspecting freshmen, and it's up to you two to defend their honor and it just results in a lot of chaos

You guys get coffee and macarons every morning before school and ALWAYS cut it really close. Like just RIGHT before the bell rings.

Imagine having a spot in an old playground that no one visits anymore with a near ancient vball court. Like I'm talking, the net is falling apart and has so many holes in it. Could absolutely fall apart any minute, but it's your SPECIAL spot.

She has you toss her sets for practice whenever you guys are hanging out.

Pffft imagine saying something to catch her off guard while you toss one and it just lands on her head and she's just like ¯\_ಠ_ಠ_/¯ and then proceeds to attempt a murder on your life

just usual best friend stuff bro, y'all are icons

Imagine not meeting or knowing anything about her family for the longest time because she hates being labeled as "dynamite's little sister"

Bruh and you know Katsuki and Katsuri are arguing all the time.

"I just can't believe you took MY FUCKING TAKIS AGAIN WITHOUT ASKING" 

"WOMAN THEY AIN'T YOUR DAMN TAKIS WE LIVE IN THE SAME HOUSE"

"SHUT THE HELL UP, BOTH OF YOU"

Mitsuki should have looked into judge duty smh.

But they still love each other tho, like he'd beat the shit outta anyone who tries an' start something with Katsuri

Their siblings, your honor

Her parents are always telling her to bring you over, and one day over dinner she's bringing up your shenanigans. You know that AWFUL feeling you get that somebody is talking about you? Yea with that in mind u call her and her parents insist she picks up AT THE TABLE AND TURNS THE SPEAKER ON.

"Heard ya talkin shit.", they're all trying to be quiet and not laugh.

"Heyyy bro."

"Don't fuckin hey bro me you little shit, you were talking about me again with your family weren't you, you godamn menace. The AUDACITY you must have, you'd better keep my name out of your stupid mouth from now on you hear me"

Don't even get me started on when you finally find out she has an older brother. You could tease the HELL out of her,"AHAHA, LITTLE BABY KATSURI AND HER BIG STRONG OLDER BROTHER,— ISN'T THAT JUST SO CUTE."

"Hey Katsuri"

"Yea?"

"How's it feel being the youngest sibling"

"SHUT THE FU–"

Eventually she gets you to come over and it's a whole thing

Mitsuki is your number one hype woman

You were so nervous the first time you came over but you could NEVER tell her that. Mama Bakugou would be so sweet to you being best friends with her daughter and all. She finds out what your favorite stuff is, and always has homemade snacks ready for when you come over.

Masaru would be the most polite best friend's dad ever, always asking about your day every time you come over.

And then there's Katsuki himself: He's heard ALL about you

When you first meet I'd think it's when he's home for break or something.

Imagine running into him by yourself in the hallway trying to find the restroom or something. You'd probably be scared shitless cuz he'd be a scary ass big brother, but still ur too proud to look it on the outside. He's already towering over you and he just straightens him up even more to look intimidating.

Looks you up and down, and just fixes you with a glare. 

"So it's you, huh"

Que Katsuri finding you and being like, 'tf are you doing bro'

protective bff mode on.

"Quit botherin her Katsuki."

It would take him a while to stop grumbling around you, probably just ignores you for the most part,— leaves you alone as long as you leave him alone.

But EVENTUALLY—they would absolutely start bringing you into your arguments. THEY WOULD MAKE YOU PICK SIDES!!

"Come on tell him he's being stupid! You know I'm right bro." "She’s not gonna Suri because she knows I'M right. RIGHT?!" "Oh my god, leave me alone"

Dude everytime you go there it's like World War 1 and you're America.

So much fighting and your in the middle like -_-

But yea I just had this thought man idk, it was too fun not to write about. LMK if you’d wanna hear more!