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male-meat-suit · 5 months

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-So? Does he serve you?-. Maxwell says looking at his son, who is posing in front of the mirror.

-Yes, it is a very good body. You had told me that he was studying mathematics, right? He really doesn't look like a nerd-.

-Don't call him that, he's my son Joseph, not just any body you can use and throw away. I'm not doing this for pleasure, I'm just doing it because we had a good friendship years ago and I owed you a favor. I offered you my body but you said.....-

-Yes, I told you that your body was old and fat, which is true. You should join the gym, like this young man here-. Joseph says flexing his new young body.

-Anyway I won't stay long, hopefully in a couple of days the police will stop looking for me and I can search for another body on a more permanent basis. You know, you could come with me, we'd be brothers again, and we'd go out and have a good time. Plus my offer to get you a new body still stands-.

-I already told you, that life is over for me, now I have responsibilities, a wife, and a son, who now you wear like a suit. If either of them found out about this, they would never forgive me-.

-They will not. Plus you know me Max. I'm a man of my word, I won't do anything to your son, in fact Nathan and I are going to have a lot of fun-. Joseph says with a crooked smile.

-Just make sure you play the role as best as possible okay, I don't want to......-.

-Yes, yes, dad, don't be annoying, I'm capable of playing a young university athlete. In fact there's a party tonight, and Uncle Joseph is taking me out for a ride-.

-Just remember, low profile-.

-Don't worry, I'm just going to have fun, drink a couple of beers and maybe sleep with a girl, then I'll go to my student flat and have a quiet weekend-.

-Nathan is gay, Joseph-.

-Not with me at the wheel, old friend. Now Nathan is straight, "dad"-.

-Oh god, this was a mistake-.

-Relax, I'll be gone before you know it-.

Josehp, or rather, Nathan got dressed and walked out the door, leaving his father very worried. He got into his car and left. He passed in front of the party house and continued on. Joseph didn't lie, he was going to the party, what he didn't tell Maxwell is that he was first going to "improve" his new body and adapt it to his needs. After all, Nathan's kind nature was a nuisance, and Joseph was more of a "bad boy" type.

#male possession #old to young #good guy to bad #old friends

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artofdyingslowly · 10 months

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ex best friends are just. i will never love anyone the way i loved you. you hurt me so much in a way only you could. i still think about you on your birthday and wish i could be there celebrating with you. i hate that things ended the way they did. i don’t think anyone will ever understand me like you did. i miss our inside jokes. i’ll never forget you and i wish all of the dreams we talked about come true for you. i hope i never hear anything about it. i miss you. i never want to see you again.

#i hope you have everything you wish for and i hope i never hear anything about it #old friends #ex friends #ex best friend #friendships

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a-study-in-bullshit · 10 months

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#webweaving #old friends #web weaving #ex friend #friendship

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adnauseum11 · 3 months

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Avenue of Approach (John Price x Reader)

Kate tries to pick up where she left off. John plays developments in your relationship close to the vest.

less than 1k words

CW: reference to oral sex

feedback welcome

It takes Kate almost half the night before she can pinpoint what’s different about John. Which annoys her. Which in turn throws her game off. Which annoys her even further when John wins the pot that evening and sticks around to count it out slowly, mirthful in his victory. She decides to exact some vengeance and sharpens her metaphorical blade on his thick skin.

“Took a while but it finally dawned on me what’s different about you tonight. You might be in the best mood I’ve seen in a year or two, John.”

“mm…depends on which year or two you’re referring to, I suppose.” He says by way of agreement, tapping a small stack of bills into order against the table top.

“Got anything to do with your lady-friend from last time? Get things, er…moving in the right direction?” Kate asks, having had enough whiskey while sitting around waiting for the game to end to feel braver than she ought.

John tucks his chin into his chest and looks up at Kate with his brows raised, assessing. A familiar look of disapproval slowly settles in to his features.

“Are you asking to be a friend or to be a sore loser?” John pokes back, nailing Kate in her soft underbelly. Their friendship, hard fought and well tested, a vulnerability for them both.

His response confirms her earlier suspicions, no matter his half-assed denial. Kate knows him well, and won’t be swayed from her assessment of the situation easily. She’s happy to watch him try, though.

“John, please. You’re leaving with all my spending cash for the rest of the week, at least cough up some details.”

The corners of John’s mouth twitch as he fights off a smile, his face mellowing again. He can’t summon the energy to be cagey with Laswell, simply in too good of a mood to act otherwise.

“What did you want to know?” He’s humouring her, tucking the wad of cash that is his winnings into the inner pocket of his jacket.

“Surely you’ve got her to agree to do more than just kiss you by now?” Kate’s nursing the end of a whiskey, spinning it in her hands while she waits for John to answer.

“We’re taking it slow, but yes.” He doesn’t elaborate and Kate’s smart enough, even drunk, to not stray further down that avenue. John has to physically start a task or he’ll starting reminiscing about eating his love out on her couch the other night. Her delectable thighs wrapped around his head were not enough to muffle her keening cry when she came on his face and fingers. He starts picking up the playing cards and facing them in the same direction, keeping his hands busy and his brain preoccupied. It works and stymies the beginnings of an erection. Kate’s prying works wonders as an ice bath, too.

“Thought you’ve known her a long time, why take it slow? Don’t know her well enough yet? Do you think maybe another 20 years ought to do it?” The drink is making Kate mouthy, something she’ll regret tomorrow.

“Piss off, Laswell. She’s scared to lose something we’ve had for a long time.” John stacks the cards on the table and crosses his arms over his chest.

“How did you two meet?” Kate tries a different tack, asking for details from the past instead of the present. It works, as much as anything ever works on John.

“She was dating a mate of mine for a while before I shipped out. By the time I got back on my first leave they had broken up.” He kept the fact that his mate had taken to harassing and intimidating her, and that John had broken the lad’s cheekbone convincing him to leave her alone, to himself. Going forward he’d dropped the mate and kept tabs on the pretty bird. He’d yet to regret that choice.

“And you didn’t get an opportunity to ask her out in the last two decades?” Kate is the embodiment of skeptical.

“No.” John deadpanned, shutting down that line of questioning. He watched Laswell sulk into her whiskey for a moment.

The truth was, he’d had a front row seat to half of her life. His line of work, and being away as much as he was with no guarantee of return was too much. He knew it would kill a fledgling relationship with her quickly. She didn’t have the temperament for long periods alone, and John didn’t have the heart to ask it of her. He’d promised himself that if he made it to retirement, if she was single by some stroke of luck, he would finally do something about the feelings he’d been harbouring. The rest, as they say, was history.

Recent history. It had been enough, once upon a time, to know she was out there, doing well in the world. Made it easier to leave, to know it was ultimately keeping her safe, what he did in the shadows. Now, selfish man that he was, he couldn’t sit and watch and have it be enough. He needed more; from her, from their relationship. He was willing to go slow, and like a starving man brought to a feast, it was probably wiser to do so.

“If you’re done, Kate? I’ve got somewhere else to be.”

He pushed back from the table, swinging his coat over his shoulders smoothly. He gave Kate a smirk on his way past, just to rile her up and was gratified to see it working.

Good. Nosy git.

#john price x reader #captain john price #john price cod #john price #kate laswell #call of duty #fanfic #fanfiction #inappropriate questions #old friends #friends to lovers #poker night #john price x f!reader #john price x female reader

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gnnosis · 1 year

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on friendship

[ falsettos, “what would i do?” / @beetlejuices / dead poet’s society (1989) / “old friends,” simon & garfunkel / the west wing 01x12 / the raven cycle, maggie stiefvater / ted lasso, 02x12 / “lost in the light,” the bahamas / our flag means death, 01x06 ]

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scene-royaltylolz · 7 months

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Reunited w/ an old fren 2day... it was da best decision I made in a while :3 I'm so happy!!! ^^

#scene blog #cringe culture is stupid #cringe culture is dead #cringe #scene kid #rawr x3 #rawr :3 #reunited #old friends #friends #im so happy #nyan cat #rainbow #nyanyanya #blinkies

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myrmeraki · 1 year

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the poem ends, soft as it began,— i loved my friend.

maurice 1987 / magneto: origins, unprod / x men first class 2011 / x men days of future past script 2014 / x men 2000 / for M, mikko harvey / x men days of future past 2014 / x men dark phoenix 2019 / planet of love, richard siken / x men days of future past script 2014

#web weave #web weaving #x men #old friend #old friends #isnt it about old friends like all of it #answer is yes #friendship #passage of time #cycles #circles #charles xavier #erik lensherr #magneto #professor x #cherik #maurice 1987 #richard siken

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permdaydreamer · 9 months

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is it normal for your chest to physically hurt when thinking about old friends who you don’t talk to anymore for no reason other than slowly and silently growing apart?

#asking for a friend #friendship breakup #old friends #growing up #girlhood #childhood #nostaliga #heartbreak #emotional

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not2menotifitsyou · 2 years

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I can’t explain the feeling of how I watched you all move on

@theundergroundwoman // Brockhampton, LAMB // Boy Genius, me and my dog // Eileen Myles, Bone // Sue Zhao // Bleachers, Like a River Runs // @adampvrrish // Unknown Source // Ocean Vuong, Thanksgiving 2006 // @artintheasylum // Vi Khi Nao, Fish in Exile // James Patterson, The Angel Experiment // @lemonles // Mitski, Francis Forever // Adult Mom, When You Are Happy // @beetlejuices // Chelsea Fagan, How we let People Go

#long post #mine #parallels #web weaving #poetry #love#loss #i miss you #I am afraid to be so incomplete #!!!!#lotta feelings on this #writing #old friends #you’re gonna miss it all!!!#200 #500 #1000 #2000

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laurieaconley · 2 months

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A visitor! Ghost seems to recognize him…

100 Ghosts: 100/100.👻

#100daydrawing2023 #laurieaconley #ghost art #taphophile #old friends

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a-hearts-a-heavy-burden · 9 days

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~ The Boyz Are Back In Town ~

📸 - Chris' instagram

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#UnMasked Ghouls #Per Eriksson #Chris Catalyst #Las Vegas #Old Friends #Ghost #Aether Ghoul #Dewdrop Ghoul #Dewther #Ghost band

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artofdyingslowly · 10 months

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I hope you get everything you wanted, and I hope I never hear a thing about it

#losing friends #losing people #old friendships #old friends #losing friendships

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whorhees · 1 year

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Ghost from your past {Creed III}

Adonis x wife! oc x onesided! Dame

Description: Spoilers for Creed 3. Jade, Adonis, and Dame were all friends when they were teenagers. However, things changed when they all grew apart. Adonis and Jade were able to rekindle their love for each other and even start a family, they get revisited by a ghost that they’ve been trying to forget about.

Authors note: I’m mentally ill for these men so I wrote more self indulgent shit. I’m gonna see how many chapters I can string out, it’s pretty weird that I’m going in reverse anyways but who cares.

{face claim @/aerincreer on Instagram}

Jade sat in her window, staring out at the street.

It was about nine pm, and nothing good happens on the streets of LA past eight. But she was waiting for something, more like someone.

Just then, the lights of a car slowly pulled into view and stopped in front of her house. She grins, leaving her window seat to go downstairs. She tip-toed past her father sleeping on the couch and walked out the front door. She had to push open her gate so it wouldn’t make a loud noise if she punched in the code. Afterward, she ran up to the car and leaned in the roll-down window.

“What you sneakin' around for shawty?” Dame grins as he stared at the light skin girl. “I was just comin' by and seein if you were up. Don’t you got class in the morning?” “Both of y’all got class in the morning” She props her arm up on the window, glancing over at Adonis. He was always nervous to talk to her, even after all these years. “Hey Donnie, why so quiet?” The boy cleared his throat, shaking his head. “That’s funny coming from you. Didn’t you just start learning how to talk?”

Jade rolled her eyes. “Yeah, six years ago. Shut up. Where y’all rolling off to?” “My match,” Dame says proudly, tapping the bag that Adonis had on his lap. “I’m ready to win baby” “Ooh! Can I come? Please?” Jade smiles, leaning towards the back seat. “You said one day I can see your boxing matches, come on Dame!” “Nah Shawty” Jade frowns, her bottom lips forming into a pout. “Why not? C'mon, you promised!” “I know I did. I keep my promises baby, You’ll see me. Check it” Dame fully turns towards her, placing his hand on top of hers.

“You’ll see me, my face plastered everywhere. My name on them announcement posters like Mike Tyson, and, you’ll be there front row when I beat his ass. You and Donnie” Jade’s smile began to grow on her face. Her head cocked to the side, “You better not be lying. Because I still think it’s unfair that I can’t see you fight” Jade backed away from the car, “I’ll see you guys tomorrow”

“Bet. The same spot as always” He nodded, putting the car in drive. “Now sneak back into your castle Rapunzel” Jade flipped Dame off before sneaking back into the gates, locking them behind her.

Adonis looked at Dame, nearly having stars in his eyes. “..Cause one day, I’m gonna save you” He pulled away from Jade’s house and went into the main road. “You like her?” Adonis asked, staring out the rearview mirror. “…Something like that.” Dame turns to his friend and grinned. “When I make it, I’ll do my thing with you, bro. Scoop out some ladies, then settle down with her.

I have it allll planned out”

“Come on Honey and Blue” Jade walked out with dry towels as the twins climbed out of the pool. She promised them that on the first warm day, they could do so, but it was drawing close to the sun setting. “Your dad is going to be home soon” Blue removes his goggles. “Will I get to show him my picture I made today?” “Of course, after you take a bath” Blue grins and ran into the house to a bathroom. Jade turns to her daughter, quiet like always. She signs to her.

‘What’s wrong?’

Honey glanced at her, shaking her head. She moved closer to her mother and leaned into her. Now she got it, she missed Adonis. That’s all. “Don’t worry, he’ll be home soon” Jade picks up the little girl and took her to the bathroom.

Hours passed and Adonis wasn’t home, it was weird. He would usually call if he was going to be at the gym late. She sat on the couch with the twins, watching Blue’s favorite Tv show while honey curled up next to her. The front door finally opened and Jade stood up. “I’ll be back, Blue watch your sister” “Okay mama”

Jade walked down the steps to the front door, her arms crossed. “And where were you?” Adonis turns towards her, a smile on his face. “Baby-“ “I called you multiple times Adonis. You had me worried sick!” Jade playfully smacked his arm. “You aren’t gonna believe who I ran into” Jade tilts her head, her eyebrows knitted together with confusion. “Who?”

“Man…This place is nice…” Jade peered passed her husband, her arms dropping to her side and her eyes widened. “What’s up lil lady?” “Dame…?” He smiled, walking passed Adonis. “At least someone remembered me first. No bullshit” He held his arms out, looking at the woman. “What? No hug for me?” Jade had conflict in her eyes. “Yeah, of course!” She hugged the man, it was strange. Seeing him after all these years.

“And who are these little rascals?” Jade’s eyes snapped open and she pulled back from the hug. She turned around and stared at the twins who stood there, Honey held her brother’s hand who greeted the stranger with a hard unwelcoming stare. “Oh, Dame. These are the twins, Honey and Blue” “Twins…y’all had twins?” Dame crouched down to the height of the children, extending his hand. “Im Uncle Dame”

Blue looked at his parents, his glare didn’t falter. “You’ll have to forgive them. The twins aren’t too fond of strangers” Dame chuckled and stood back. “It’s cool, I would be lookin at a nigga weird if someone I aint know was in my house” Jade glanced at Adonis before walking over to the twins. “It’s bedtime babies, I’ll be up soon okay?” Jade moved Blue’s face gently to look at her. “Okay?”

“…okay” Blue took Honey’s hand and lead her to their shared bedroom.

“How is it possible that they both like you and Adonis? That’s just crazy” Dame turned back to the couple that stared awkwardly at him. “Dame, how have you been? Would you like some dinner?” “Oh please, I would love to” Dame took off his jacket and placed it on the coat rack near the door. “I’ve been cool, Just got out. Tryin' to get my PO off my back” “That’s good…” Jade led the two men to the kitchen, and the chef was finishing up the meal. “Yeah, how have you been Jade?”

“I’ve been okay” Jade moved to put the plates on the table for the three of them. “Got your modeling career off the ground? I had all your shoots when I was in the pin” Jade sat beside her husband. “Did you? I always look at my early work and cringe a bit” “Nah, you still look as good as the last time I saw you” Dame watched as the chef poured the food onto his plate. “Private chef, glass floors…yall really went all Hollywood huh” Adonis chuckled and reached for his fork. “Yeah, I guess you could say that”

“No really, you guys don’t come around the hood no more.” Jade sighed as she picked with her food. “Nothing is for us there anymore. Times changed Dami” Dame smiled, pointing his fork at the girl. “Not long enough if you still callin' me Dami. It’s fine”

It was a long awkward silence, mainly on Jade and Adonis’s part. They didn’t know what to say to the man, he felt like a stranger again. The boy they grew up with, someone they just locked away and tried to forget about…he’s here in their house. “So, what do you plan on doing now that you’re out?” “I want to get back in the game” Jade rose her eyebrow. “The game…As in boxing?” Dame smiled. “Yeah, Adonis promised to put me on”

Jade side-eyes her husband quickly. “Did he…” “I told him I’ll see what I can do” Adonis corrected them, stuffing his face full of food. “Okay,” Jade pushed her plate away. She suddenly lost her appetite but she decided to look at the two men. “You know you can always come to us if you need something” “You don’t need to worry about me, Jade. I’ll get it all together” Jade stood up and gave Dame another hug before going upstairs to check on the kids.

Jade sat on the edge of the bed biting her thumb, she couldn’t sleep. She was on edge, her heart ridden with guilt. The door creaked open and she turned her head, Adonis stood in the doorway. “Hey,” He came over and sat beside her, leaning his head on her shoulder. “God I feel so horrible” She mutters quietly. “I stopped writing him a few years ago around the time me and you were getting together, I just couldn’t-“ “Hey, Hey” He grabbed her shoulders, making Jade look at him.

“It’s not your fault…You did more than me” Adonis kissed her forehead. “I never even got any of his letters.” Jade took a deep breath and nodded. “Alright…What did you promise him?” Adonis rubbed the back of his head. “Dame wants a shot in the world league to get the belt” “What?” Jade said astonishingly. “We’re getting old, even you are retired! Dame wouldn’t even have a shot against half those young guys now” “Way to have faith in him” Adonis chuckled. “Faith? I’m being real.” “The man said he kept himself in shape, so we can see”

Jade fell backward on their bed, sighing. “Just…Don’t do anything you’ll regret. You…We don’t owe him that much just because we knew him” Adonis stared at his wife as she pulled the blanket on herself. “At least, that’s what I’m trying to tell myself. I’m gonna come by the gym tomorrow to see so myself” Adonis kissed her forehead, stroking her face. “It’s going to be okay…I’m going to check on the kids” Jade snuggled deeper into the blanket. “Mhm…Okay”

Jade tried to fall into a deep sleep, but her thoughts couldn’t help but linger on her old friend. I don't owe him anything, she tried to convince herself. He made that decision by himself, she reminded. But god, it didn’t help her from feeling less bad.

#black oc #black writer #creed #creed iii #adonis creed #michael b jordan #jonathan majors #dame creed iii #self insert #black characters #x black oc #adonis creed x reader #old friends #black girl oc

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