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spiders-selfship · 8 months
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Absolutely no one: …
Me: OLDER MEN F/OS!! OLDER MEN F/OS!! OLDER MEN F/OS!! OLDER MEN F/OS!! OLDER MEN F/OS!! OLDER MEN F/OS!! OLDER MEN F/OS!! OLDER MEN F/OS!! ❤️💕💖💞💗
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deadsnothere · 8 months
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Gunslinger Girl! pt.2
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Synopsis - After getting a call from Garp, Alias made her way to the Baratie for a nice bite to eat and a long needed reunion.
Part 1
WARNINGS!! - READER HAS A NAME!!
Request - no, not taking them.
Word count - 2.5k
Speak Ali! - Both parts together make 5,340 words, it's evolved my brain man.
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I saw this ending many ways. Deep diving for Luffy was one of the many.
I unclipped my gun holster so they fell right off my shorts and dove in after Luffy as soon as Arlong was out of my sight. Water made him lighter so it wasn't hard to get the hefty boy back onto land, with help of Usopp and Sanji of course. I hated it, watching him cough up water and choke like he did. I wanted to find the largest ice bullet known to man and put it in that stupid man's skull. Luffy Spoke, even if it was weakly. “Where's Nami?” Usopp spoke next. “She’s gone. She’s a member of Arlong's crew.” He gave up trying to stay up and just laid there. “No. She can't be.” Usopp was sitting with his legs open, arms resting on his knees, Sanji stood on his knees, and I was sitting on my left thigh beside luffy taking my button up shirt off all the way (the texture of the wet clothes on my body made me want to scream.) and grabbing my guns from their holsters to insure they were ok.
The Baratie’s ship bell rang. As everything slowly went quiet, nothing but me and Luffy's heavy breathing filling the thick sea air.
I was introduced to a sleeping man named Zoro. At that point both me and Luffy's clothes had dried, so we weren't dripping on him. I said hello, introduced myself and decided I was hungry so I walked out of the room to get something to eat. This is one of the only times I was sure Luffy wouldn't follow me to the kitchen. I knew he wouldn't follow because he doesn't eat when he's feeling guilty. Once he didn't eat dinner with Dadan because he felt bad for accidentally punching me in the face with his gum gum power but he felt better after we talked about it and he ate almost everything in the house that night. Me and Sanji had a lovely conversation, he's a bit of a perv but he's a gentleman so he definitely gets my respect, especially with those fighting moves i saw earlier.
“So how did a beauty like you meet him?” Sanji was chopping up some beef he brought from the Baratie. He asked if I wanted anything and I kindly asked for beef stew, because everything is better with stew, or soup! I was swirling some of the Marlot from the bottle I bought earlier around in a different wine glass. “Me and Luffy grew up together, he was a careless idiot. I think most of the time we spent together was me patching him up after he would fall from a tree or something.” He could tell the thought made me happy by how a smile drew across my lips in a thin line. It was subtle but those smiles were always the most feelingful ones. He nodded along with me laughing at my words. “And how did you become a warlord of the sea?” I clicked my tongue and laughed softly. “Now that is a long story for a different day. How did you become a cook?” He stopped what he was doing momentrally and looked me in the eye. “I was picked up by a cruise ship, the cooks took me in and taught me everything I know.” He continued to cook. “Except for the stuff the old bag taught me.” I laughed at the name and finally took a sip of my wine. “Well they did an excellent job teaching you.” I winked at him and he just laughed back.
I took both pistols out of their holsters and set them carefully on the table. “Where are your guns from, they look familiar.” I smiled and reached for one of them, holding it in my hand carefully. “Their names are Alice and The White Rabbit, both of them are Dual-barreled, they're quite sleek, I've always thought it was important to keep your best companions clean. They were given to me by an old friend I still hold close to my heart.” I set the gun back down and smiled at the cook as he poured some veggies into the pot. "One was named after her, and the other after her clean fluffy friend. We had a beautiful friendship, if only it hadn't ended so soon.” There was a morbid but soft feeling in the air. We both hadn’t been telling the complete truth but we really didn't care, we would tell eventually, either with the rest of the crew or not. The rest of the time spent cooking was silent, right until the end. When he was finished stirring the pot.
“So how long have you been in love with Luffy?” I spit the wine out of my mouth, my hand reaching up to wipe it off my chin. “W-What-” He held a smirk on his face as he lit up a cigarette he got from the pack in his pocket. “You don't look at him like your friends, and no one normal starts to physically shake when they see someone.” I winced slightly at the mention. Standing up from where I sat. “There are..certain things about me and Luffy that are platonic..and there are some that aren't. I've spent the last ten years of my life trying to figure out what he feels for me. And I'm telling you Sanji, it's not love.” I sighed and finished the little wine I did have left in the glass. I met face to face with Sanji a little ways away from the island, I reached up slightly and kissed his cheek, winking at him over my shoulder as I walked out of the kitchen. “Luffy’s a hard man to read, but I like a challenge.”
I walked over to the room with the loud voice effects and talking, walking into a conversation. “You scared ‘um off, huh?” It made me laugh, that is definitely not what I remember happening. Usopp agreed. “The Great Captain Usopp.” I was leaning on the door frame watching the once sleeping man talk from afar. “Yeah.” I smiled, it was sweet. “That is not what I remember happening.” Luffy looked back at me with a wide smile on his face, his hands starting to shake as he tackled me. “Luff!” The wind was knocked out of me as the rubber man was standing above me. “ALIAS!” he just looked so excited i couldn't bear being mad at him. “Hi Luffy.” His grin continued to spread, and I couldn't help but smile right back. His smile was like my drug, it filled my body to the top with joy, made me want to start giggling like a schoolgirl in love with her best friend. Which is what I practically was.
Luffy left a kiss on my cheek and I left a kiss on his forehead. “How have you been? I see you took to the pirate life well.” He laughed loudly and sat in the middle of the hallways in his own manor. His legs laid on the floor and his hands held the heels of his feet in them. “Yeah! you ready to join my crew now!” My face scrunched up when he said it. “Luffy- you know it's not a good idea-” He interrupted me anyway. “I don't wanna hear that, we made a promise.” I sighed softly and placed a hand on his cheek. “Luffy it's dangerous- Not only will you have the Marines after you because you're a pirate but you’ll be harboring-” He put a hand over my mouth, a fight of who can stop themselves from shaking longest.
I could feel Luffy's body start to tremble underneath my hand on his cheek. but at the exact same moment I started to shake, the callousness on his hand felt like mini kisses on my lips making a shiver go down my back. Which means I lost. I sighed softly as I took my hand off his cheek and my face started to turn red. Luffy had a smile on his face, knowing he won. “I don't care who comes after you, we made a promise. You need to keep your end.” He stood up off the floor and put his hand out for me to grab. My hand went up to his almost by routine but I didn't grab it just yet. “I would be putting you and your entire crew in so much danger..” He grabbed my hand, clasping it tightly. “We’ve been through worse-”
I unclasped our hands and jumped up to hug him. All he did was laugh and pull me up, his arms wrapped around me in his warm luffy way, I could feel his curly hair on my head and his warm hands holding my waist. When we pulled back from the hug, I swiped the hat from his head. “Well- Captain.” His face lit up like a light bulb and his hands started to shake. “I hope you're ready to set sail!” I walked back into the room. Both boys trying to act like they weren't listening in to the conversation happening very close to them.
Usopp looked between both of us and finally spoke. “So uh…are you two?-” I laughed as I took the hat off my head and placed it back on Luffys. Just ignoring the question. “Nice to meet you Zoro, I mean- awake this time.” He looked at me but closed his eyes right after. “Yeah the captain over there said he was waiting for you, Kept talking about you so much I almost thought you weren't real.” I looked over to Luffy, the little glint in my eye causing his hands to shake. Usopp patted Luffy's back, when the flustered boy looked down to the floor. All I could do was smile and answer back. “That's Captain for ya..” Luffy looked back up at me as I said it. There was a flirty tone in my voice but I think the other two were trying to give us a moment. “So I hear you're a gunslinger..and a warlord?” I nodded softly, looking over to usopp who i'm assuming told him. “Uh yeah..You know how it is- World's Youngest Warlord of the Sea..” I trailed off as I finished the sentence.
“How did you get that title at fourteen?” I sighed again, all three boys were staring at me with such intent in their eyes and ears. “I was kidnapped by the world government…They held me captive for years but when I turned fourteen they allowed me my own assigned pirate crew and just a bit of freedom if I did their dirty work.” Luffy hated that story, he always said. “I was stupid as a kid, I should've protected you.” and I said, “You were 9, if you tried to beat up those Marines they would’ve thrown you into a seawater tank.” It always made Luffy pout but it doesn't matter, it was the truth (And his pout is really cute).
Zoro looked like he was calculating that story in his head, trying to figure out the pieces. Usopp on the other hand looked confused. “Why didn’t you just run?” I laughed, it was a genuine laugh, nothing fake or out of anger. “I did, I ran- and ran. and ran. but no matter how far you run there's always going to be someone to catch you.” I sat down on a chair not too far away. “I once joined a pirate crew..i stayed on that crew for a year and that's how i got my name, but no matter what the government will always be back to get me.” Usopp let out a little ‘Oh.’ before Zoro finally spoke up. “So you're joining our crew?” I looked up at him, then glanced over to Luffy, who was waiting for my answer. “Yeah, if anyone has the best chance of keeping me hidden, I guess it's my oldest friend.” I winked at Luffy and Usopp did a little fist pump in the air, Zoro on the other hand was just laughing.
“So what do we do now?” Usopp was looking between all three of us, his gaze constantly going back and forth. “Plot a course for the grandline?” Luffy looked conflicted but also completely sure of himself. “Nope.” Now Usopp was the one conflicted. “But I thought we were going after the one piece.” Luffy looked so sure of himself, he was always confident and ready. “We are.” He looked down at Zoro and me, and then back up at Usopp. “But we can't do it without our whole crew. First..” He brought his straw hat back onto his head, now that it was dry it looked much better on him. “We’re going after Nami..” He had a small accent to his voice, it came from where we grew up. I was sad when mine had disappeared after being away for so long.
“Lot of dried meat in these barrels.” Both me and Usopp were bringing Barrels over from the Baratie for the adventure over to nami’s island and farther. “You think we brought too much?” The only difference was Usopp was sweating and carrying half as much as me. As I let the barrels drop on the ground, both me and Zoro spoke up at the same moment. “You know who you're sailing with?” Luffy was climbing the roping. “Yeah..”
The small moment made me laugh, instead of dwelling on it I continued along to grab the final three barrels from the baratie, but I was interrupted by sanji, who caught me gracefully when I fell into him after tripping on a loose board in the pier. “Heard you guys need a cook.” Sanji was still holding me close. “YEAH!” Luffy yelled, Sanji helped me stand up straight and I thanked him and looked up at the idiot who looks like he's gonna fall in excitement. “Yes, we do!” It was quick moving from then on. We finished supplying the ship, and quickly made sure to get out to sea in time. I was the ship's temporary navigator, but I would love to learn more from Nami if she agrees to join.
Usopp made his way down the stairs of the ship standing near Zoro who was sitting on the stairs behind him. “So we’re…we're going after Nami, but how are we gonna find her?” Zoro spoke up next. “Yeah, we don't even know where she is.” Luffy who was standing on the top floor of the ship said “I know someone who does.” Making all four of us confused and a bit conflicted about our decisions to join him. Everyone got up from their seats or made their way to follow him into the kitchen. When we got into the kitchen luffy was unveiling a clown head on the table, he was spitting out the sand from the bag that he was complaining about earlier. Buggy looked overly happy to see us, his smile wide. “Hello boys! and Misses Cat over there!” I rolled my eyes at the stupid name he’d given me. While Luffy looked so proud of himself.
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Imagine your f/o sees you wearing a too big shirt and thinks you look so so cute in it they just HAVE to cuddle you :3
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lawfullyandlovely · 5 months
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hii if youre seeing this theres a chance youre stressed out and perhaps rushing thru whatever youre doing, even if youre trying to relax. heres your checkpoint to take one deep breath, slow down a bit even if its just for a second, relax your shoulders, and remember that you have plenty of time to do all the things you need to; not everything needs to get done this second. you deserve to genuinely relax, even if you havent done any work, even if youve been procrastinating. you deserve it just for being here!! your f/os love you <3
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If only my f/o was here cuddling me right now...
Mdni blogs and proship DNI
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self-ships-ahoy · 7 months
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It's said that touching foreheads is a sign of affection in omnic culture. If doing it for the first time, it could be taken as a love confession...
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damztamz · 3 months
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Why we kind of veggietales in the sense that um o and 0 Im having so much fun yaaaay
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jeweledeyez-0 · 4 months
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Self-shippers with non-human/humanoid f/o’s, imagine dressing them up in human clothing! Would you dress them up casually - like sweatpants and a hoodie? Or would you do something more professional, like a nice suit with a nice tie. Do you think they would like feminine clothes or masculine clothes. Imagine your f/o trying on clothes from your wardrobe.
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self-shipyard · 2 years
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(credit to this gifset for inspiring me)
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spiders-selfship · 6 months
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Do you ever think about what type of ring your F/O would propose to you with or are you normal??
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deadsnothere · 9 months
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Mr. Larry jo jo man Johnson.
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Synopsis - A new face in an old place.
WARNINGS!! - MENTIONS OF MURDER, SLITTING, AND MORE GRUESOME THINGS. THIS IS A SALLY FACE FAN FICTION WHERE I ONLY KEEP A BIT OF THE CANON LIKE GHOST AND SHIT BUT FUCK THE CULT!
Request - no i'm not taking them sorry xoxo
Word count - 2.2k
Speak Ali! - no
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Summer junior year, a blue haired boy moved into Addison apartments.
He lived in 402 while I lived in 404. His dad said hello to my mother but I had no plans of talking with the son he mentioned while talking to her. Even if she put me up to it anyways. I was fine with just Larry, Ash, and Todd. We were an odd group with completely different personalities but we always somehow didn't murder each other. We even enjoyed each other's company! Shocking, I know.
That was until I waltzed into Larry's house after he called me on the walkie-talkie, saying he had something important to tell me. I of course answered back with the fact I had my own news. When I walked in I heard sanity fall’s blasting as usual. Opening his door Screaming over his music, as I always do when Lisa wasn't home. “LARRY JO JO MAN JOHNSO-...son.” I quickly shut myself up when I saw a blue haired person standing near Larry. Larry turned down the music, laughing his ass off as he did so.
“HAHA, THE LOOK ON YOUR FACE-” I quickly ran to Larry, elbowing him in the chest before turning to the blue haired person in front of me, putting on a cheesy smile and pushing my hand out for them to shake as Larry dramatically clutches his chest. “Hello I'm Alias Foreman. Completely normal, I swear.” Larry stopped groaning in pain and started laughing. “HAHAHA YOU NORMA-” I stepped on his foot, enough to make him shut up but not really hurt him. “OW dammit Ali.” The person in front of me took my hand and shook it nervously. “I'm Sal, Sal fisher. Friends call me Sally face.
“Nice to meet you!” looking down at Larry, who was now wrapping his arms around his chest, kneeling trying to keep steady after I knocked him down abit. “I see you met Mr. Larry Jo Jo man Johnson.” Sal did a slow nod and looked down with me to what I assume is his new friend. “Yeah his mom gave me a keycard and said I should come meet her son.” I looked up to him nodding along with him. “Ah, sucked in by Lisa’s kindness. Thought her son would be the same but instead came down to find a dumbass, I feel for you.”
Sal laughed as Larry looked up at me, offended. “Excuse me! I was the one tricked here!” He took my leg in his arms and started to shake me around, making me fall. I fell on top of Larry, dramatically drew my hand out and gasped. I could feel Larry roll his eyes as I did a whole little spiel about how “horrible Larry was” and “Save me from this monster Sal”. When I was dramatically laid, there was my hand out and the other on my forehead. Sal was holding an arm to his stomach from laughing so hard.
I finally got a good look at him, he was..cute. He wore red torn up pants, a black long sleeved shirt on, as well as a prosthetic mask, the softest looking blue hair circled around his mask, and a beautiful pair of blue eyes looked down at me. He obviously had noticed me staring at him when he stopped laughing and looked away from me, either in embarrassment or flusteredness. I gasped slightly and tried my hardest to stand up but was thwarted by Mr. Larry JoJo Johnson himself. Who after my few seconds of staring at Sally decided to wrap his legs around my torso and started to jab me in the side with his entire hand.
I jumped trying to get away from him but he held me in place. “HAHA- S-SAL HELP-” I reached my hand out and to my surprise, he actually took it. Pulling me up and onto the steady ground, Out of Larry's clutches. “NOO! My victim- come back!” He complained loudly, reaching for me. I shook my head at him and started re-thinking everything, the word Victim triggering a memory in my head.
I watched Larry get up and grabbed his shoulders, shaking them a bit. “Wait! Larry, why did you call me down? Because if it's the same as what I have to tell you- we're fucked.” His eyes widened with shock as he probably forgot to. “Oh shit dude! I completely forgot about that for a second.” I nodded along with him and let go of his shoulders. “Larry, does this have to do with Mrs.Sanderson?” he silently nodded with a frown on his face. Sal beside us looked around, but I couldn't tell if he was confused or not.
“Oh Sal, I'm so sorry. You moved in as someone is about to move out..” Sal looked me in the eye, obviously confused. “Is that what those police officers were for? Mrs. Sanderson?” I looked over to Larry who started nodding so I did the same. “Yeah..She was murdered last night and I'm pretty sure I know who.” I snapped my head over to him with wide eyes. “WHO- Do you know it's Charley too?” I looked over to Sal. “He lives on the second floor, I don't like going near him after what happened last summer…I'll explain it when we know each other a little better.” He gave me a thumbs up and we both looked towards Larry, who started talking again.
“I'm pretty sure it is- I was helping Mrs. Sanderson yesterday- with her clogged toilet, Like I said I would after you went home..I was just finishing up when I heard him burst in, yelling like a maniac. She tried to calm him down, but before she could even get a few words out, he was cutting her throat open.” A part of my heart dropped, and so did I. I sat down on Larry's bed, a hand over my eyes. “I was shocked, couldn't move. I was frozen by fear, man. Just peeking through the crack in the bathroom door.” … “Anyways it all happened so fast and then he cleaned up quickly and left. I don't know how, but he didn't even see me.” I want to throw up. There was a silence before Larry cut it again. “I haven't told anyone yet, not even my mom. But I trust you two.”
“What the fuck is up with that dude.” - “I know it's- it was horrifying.” Larry answered back. I looked over to Sal to see what he thought about this, but I couldn't tell much, other then his eyes bored into the carpeted floor. “Did you tell the cops at all?” Sal finally spoke after a bit of silence from all three of us. “I tried to tell the detective by the entrance but he didn't believe me..me and Alias don't have the best record with the police.” I sighed and lifted my head from my palm. “I almost ran into him after he killed her-” Both of them looked at me with wide eyes. “I- I-...I almost ran into him..he didn't try anything but after i heard the scream and my parents called the police I looked outside..just peeked and I saw him, he was wearing medical gloves and looked around but once he saw me he ran away.” A shiver went down my spine, while I thought about what I saw. Sal put a hand on my right shoulder while Larry put a hand on my left and sat down beside me on his bed.
Sal removed his hand gently, looking around and stopping his eyes trail on the police scanner. “What's that?” Both Larry and I looked up. “Oh that's my Police scanner. I can listen in on local cop chatter.” The questioner looked quite confused. “How the hell did you get this thing?” Me and Larry looked at each other the question bringing up a very interesting memory for us both. “That's a story for another day. but, hey you just gave me a great idea.” Larry walked towards the scanner. “If I make a fake call, maybe that can distract them long enough for you to sneak into 403.” - “Maybe we can find some kind of evidence to show that detective, something they weren't looking for, then he’ll fucking believe us.” “Pretty quick to sign me up for the break in.” I looked over to Sal, who was obviously joking.
“Well i gotta make the call, and alias is-” Larry was quick to rebuttal, but Sal just waved him off. “I'm just messing with you, I'm totally up for this, I've been watching to peek inside that room anyways.” Larry turned on the radio and started tuning it to get to the correct channel. “Sweet! Alias, do you wanna go with?” I looked up from the scanner to see that both of them were staring at me. “..not really- but! I have something I could give you for now.”
I walked over to Larry's dresser and plucked one of the two Walkie-Talkies off it. “Here, we were going to give it to Todd, but we can always buy a new one. Press that shift button and it’ll give you an option to call either Me or Larry. For now call Larry but I'll call you when I get back to my room.” Sal held eye contact with me for a second while he nodded and put it in his pocket, it stuck out a bit but either way his outfit looked pretty cute. I sat back down on Larry's bed, falling back to lay down. Larry continued talking to Sal while I found one of the many stuffed animals I'd left in Larry's room whenever I came over, attaching myself to it. My eyes ping ponged their conversation.
“So what's the plan?” - “I'll call in a bank robbery, hostage situation. That should clear out the cops for sure. Guessing that’ll give us a few minutes before they figure out it wasn't real. You gotta be upstairs when we do that, so we can make those minutes count. Call me on the Walkie-talkie, It should already be set to the right channel. Alias will answer back once I’ve called it in, and you can go check out the room. Then I can give you a heads up too, once I know the cops are coming back. and report to Alias if you find anything.” - “Sounds solid to me.” - “head to your room and let me know when you’re ready.”
My eyes followed Sal as he walked out, Pigtails bouncing. As soon as the door was shut Larry looked over to me. “Alias.” Oh god. I already knew what he was going to say. “Larry, I swear to the gods-” He walked over to me and jumped on the bed. “Nope- you're not getting out of it.” I rolled my eyes at him and picked up a pillow from the top of his bed, covering my face with it. “Be Careful you might pick up the wrong pillow.” I screamed and quickly stood up, off the bed.
“EW YOU'RE DISGUSTING-” He busted in laughter. “I'M KIDDING, I’M KIDDING.” I sat back down next to him, rolling my eyes. We sat in silence for a few seconds before I spoke up. “He was kinda cute-” - “I KNEW IT! YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON SALLY FACE!” He jumped up and pumped his fist in the air in triumph, because he thought he was right. “Oh shut up!- it's not like I'm in love with him OR have a crush on him! He's just cute-..” a knock came to the door as soon as I stopped talking. My hands started shaking slightly as Larry yelled out. “It's open!”
Sal walked back in the room, the tips of his ears red. “Maybe just switch the bank robbery with an armed robbery like a gas station or drug store.” We both looked at him confused, My face was bright red so I laid back down and hid it in a stuffed animal. “S-So it's more believable-” Larry nodded while laughing. “Hmm, yeah i guess you’re right. Good call, Sally!” He closed the door again, leaving me to jump Larry. “I’M GONNA KICK YOUR- COME HERE.” I picked up the pillow from earlier and started to beat him with it. “YOU ASS WAD- IF HE HEARD WHAT YOU SAID- IM GONNA.” Larry was laughing too hard to take me seriously. He grabbed the pillow from me with a bit of struggle and sat me down on his bed with the walkie-talkie, and turned up his record player.
Once Sal made his way up to his own room and called us, Larry made the call to the police then he made his way out, after handing me a pen and pad to write things down.
He found a few things while he was there, mostly murdery stuff I had written down.
“There's a broken coffee table with some books.” I adjusted the notepad again to start writing a bulleted list down. “Anything suspicious?” - “Just looks like junk to me.” I told him to keep moving and tried my best not to get paranoid. “Man, this is pretty twisted.” I sighed softly and nodded, but realized he couldn't see me. “Mhm.” The thought of seeing that room made my blood curdle. “There's these little figures. Looks like one is missing, I can see a small clearing in the blood.” and a missing pony from Mrs.Sanderson collection with blood pooling underneath it. “Sal. Make your way back. I have an idea of how we can prove it.” It made my blood boil, and my skin crawl. I stood up from Larry's bed and turned up the music hoping that would drown out my paranoid thoughts, just playing sanity until he got back.
“Sanderson and Charley both collected those weird toys, they’re nuts over those things.” Larry was explaining it to Sal while I continued to lay on the floor spread like a starfish. “Mrs.Sanderson got a super rare one, i think. She was telling me about that day I was fixing her toilet.” She told me about it that morning when I passed her while she was taking her trash out. “Anyways, I bet you Charley couldn't resist taking it! In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if that's why he offered her in the first place.” He looked down at me and patted my head. “That dude has always did give me the creeps. After what happened last summer..” I smiled back at Larry before sitting up, Sal spoke up next. “Wow, this is crazy. This guy definitely needs to get caught. We can't live in a building with a murderer.” I nodded. “Exactly.” There was silence after that, both of the boys were surprised I spoke up.
We were all sitting in silence for a minute, which seemed to be a theme today. I could feel the tension, it was so thick..Until i spoke up. “I gotta go into charley's room and grab the toy he stole.” Larry looked at me completely shocked and immediately stood up. “Alias are you fucking crazy? You know what he did the last time you tried to steal one of those things!” I winced at the mention and looked away from Larry. “I-It's fine- I'm older now I can do better.” Larry wasn't hearing it. “No, I don't care how old you are. You are not going in there alone, I would rather kill him myself than do that to you.” Sal was watching this interaction from the sidelines, obviously confused but understanding at the same time.
“What if I go with them?”
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are there any headcanons you have about your f/o’s appearance? i.e. piercings, distinct facial features, body type, etc.
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lawfullyandlovely · 4 months
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Haruka is the type of boyfriend to get extreeemly clingy, especially in the morning. If the man wasn't already clingy enough, he makes grabby hands at you whenever you wake up and try to get off the bed. Soft whines and "Noooo, stay," are heard as Haruka tugs at your shirt, mumbling incoherent pleas. He's still half asleep, but misses the warmth of your side of the bed. He doesn't like sleeping alone anymore. He can't go back to that life
You...may or may not have been late to class/work several times cause of this, but your blue-haired simp of a clingy puppy boy always makes it up by buying you cotton candy and a cute bunny plushie after your busy day :)
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the-banana-0verlord · 6 months
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✨☁Date Ideas☁✨
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Some cute date ideas for you and your F/O(s)! Feel free to use these as prompts and to change them as you see fit!
☁Go to the aquarium and point at al the fishies that remind you of your F/O
☁Lay in a flower field and spot the constellations in the night sky
☁Order each other's favorite at the café
☁Go sightseeing across the city and spot your dream house
☁Do a picnic and bring all sorts of sweets to share
☁Bake a cake and wipe the crumbs off your F/O's face
☁Read a book to your F/O while they fall asleep in your arms
☁Kiss under the fireworks
☁Win a plushie at a fair for your F/O
☁Handfeed animals at a touristic farm
Proshippers please dni
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If my f/o is a f/o to a million people, I'm one of them.
If my f/o is a f/o to five people, I'm one of them.
If only one person considers my f/o as their f/o, that one is me.
If my f/o is not an f/o to anyone, I am no longer alive.
If the world is against my f/o, I am against the world.
Until my last breath, I'll support my f/o
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