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frmisnow · 3 months

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✧˖ ?! — DRIVING SERVICES. - (SUGGESTIVE)

— ‧₊˚ — 🏍 : "y'know you're pretty ungrateful for a person who gets hopped off and picked up to and from work everyday by no other then me.. "??

summary. your boyfriend driving both of y'all a lil carelessly, turns into a bickering sesh which turns into him accussing you of not repaying him enough for his 'driving services' - well oh how wrong he is and how could you prove just that??

notes. FINALLYYY BACK!!!! (it's been ten days but we move), i'm finished with exams FOR NOW and the rest of the week and the next one i'm pretty much free and i rly feel like writing again!! hope you enjoy <3<3

warnings/includes. non idol? jungkook x non specified! reader, established relationship, motorcycling background (duh), they're so bickering i love 'em!! (they're a lil mean to eachother but lovingly), blatant flirting, 'brat' + 'bending over' mentioned

"why can you never just be happy? always have to insult me tsk tsk" jungkook shook his head dramatically, taking of the black dome, running his tattoed hand through his luscious hair somehow managing to make it look straight out of a shampoo ad.

"cause you drive like a fucking maniac, do you even see yourself when you take sharp turns?" he turns around fully, lips parted, eyes wide, making that lil noise of surpise and faint amusement that's a mix of a grunt and an intake of breath as he rolls his eyes when you added: "i see the gates of heaven the second your hands touch the hand clutch"

he opens his mouth and closes it instantly after, a small teny tiny grin on his face, hands slapping the motorcycle seat lovingly like trying to underline his point, "y'know you're pretty ungrateful for a person who gets hopped off and picked up to and from work everyday by no other then me and.... her" he slaps the motorcycle gently once more, raising his eyesbrows, piercings moving slightly - like trying to silently mimick 'you wish that was you huh'

"are you really trying to make me jealous with a motorcycle?" you can't even hide the smile that sneaks its way onto your face, looking into his face, his own lips not quite settling themselves.

"my point still stands- you should repay me more often... for my immaculate driving services" the immediate shift closer to you almost remarkable, his arms pushing through, hands settling on the motorcycle back right behind you- basically trapping you.

his eyes now being the ones not knowing where to settle, moving from your eyes to your lips and back to your eyes the second he notices you noticing his tiny dilemma he let out a overly dramatic sigh, like completly careless and unbothered.

"oh i think i'm treating you just fine and i think i'm just grateful enough considering the fact that your driving services are..... best case scenario questionable"

he furrowed his brows, one hand immediately finding his own heart acting like he just got shot, "ouch, you additionaly hurt my feelings each day"

he pauses, looking around the parking lot not far from your apartment, "you act like a brat a little to much sometimes"

you mindlessly toy with the incredibly lose tie around his neck, not failing to hold eye contact, taking your sweet time with responding, "i think that's just what you like actually, you're not even really mad at me rn"

his tongue that was just playing with his lips piercing paused, lips forming into a knowing smirk - you got him all figured out "what makes you believe in that theory?"

"if you actually were, you would've had me bent over the bike already but you don't-" he cut you off straight away, hands beginning to lazily run through your hair, feeling the thin strands between his fingers, "i never even told you why i drive a tiny tiny little bit carelessly sometimes- my mind is just always filled with the things we could do, it's so hard being me"

you rolled your eyes once more, pushing him away from you jokingly, "i wish i had even just a piece of the confidence you have"

he took your hand, instantly walking ahead of you basically pulling you from behind him out the parking lot, making that 'tsk tsk' sound once more, "i'm still considering the bending over by the way-"

some biking terms explained (i googled them all pls correct me if wrong):

'dome' — biker slang for motorcycling helmet 'hand clutch' — basically the steering wheel of a motorcycle

#kpop smut #bts ff #bts fanfic #bts fic #bts imagines #bts x you #bts x reader #jungkook x reader #jungkook #jungkook fluff #jungkook fic #jungkook x you #jungkook fanfic #jungkook imagine

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kentosbabes · 1 year

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Reformed Playboy Gojo? Yes, please!

Playboy BF Gojo loves to spend, he had a spoilt childhood with his parents catering to his every need. You can see this in your relationship with his need to spend money on you all the time. At first, you felt uncomfortable, it felt too much like charity, but he wouldn't take no for an answer, it started off with large things, like an actual car for your birthday when you complained about how hot public transport was in the summer and an apartment in your name just because.

Playboy BF Gojo never would have pictured himself being so domestic with you, he was a total player. Went out all the time, so much so that the bars and clubs all knew him by name. Women fawned over him, and even some men. His phone had women saved under numbers and addresses, #25 Downtown blondie.

Playboy BF Gojo met you at his parent's company, you worked as the head of secretarial duties and were under the direct supervision of his father. His father was fond of you and your work ethic and often wondered where he went wrong with Gojo who was the complete opposite of you.

Playboy BF Gojo had a discussion with his father and mother about the future of the company and whether or not he was going to settle down and provide some heirs, Gojo adamantly refused the idea of having an arranged marriage with some uptight virgin that his parents wanted him to breed and pop out an heir and a spare. Instead, he told them that he was in a relationship already, you.

Playboy BF Gojo brought the idea of fake dating up to you whilst you were on your lunch break, you choked on some air and he handed you some water, ever the obnoxious man "I know I am a catch but please don't lose your breath over me," you rolled your eyes and resolutely told him absolutely not. You were happy at your job, and you finally got that promotion you have been dying for, why would you risk that to satisfy some rich guy who could easily get someone else to do this?

Playboy BF Gojo took to showing up every day for work to hang out with you, he would begin the day by giving you your coffee order- did he memorise that? and sitting down at your desk until you give him attention. He is an attention whore to the max, god forbid you to be busy with your actual job, he would just be in a strop and be sulky for the rest of the day. "Ever heard of deligating, hm?" Gojo has never in the history of his entire life ever been at work for this long, he even learnt some things about the company's management and general business like the major acquisition that he wouldn't have known about if not for you being stressed about.

Playboy BF Gojo hates seeing you stressed, he understands that you have work to do, but he doesn't understand your love for your job and your colleagues. His father pulled you into an emergency meeting and you left at 10 pm, but you left with a smile. You were shocked that he waited for you but when you asked about it he simply rolled his eyes and told you to hop onto his motorcycle. Dropping you home and waiting till you headed in through the door.

Playboy BF Gojo was making you feel quite confused, he was acting out of sorts by being so thoughtful. The small things were making you blush and have butterflies in your stomach, god you were giggling to yourself after you closed the door on him. You guys have been getting closer and closer and you could honestly call him a friend. Gojo is much more than that playboy persona he uses to drive people away, he's thoughtful and kind.

Playboy BF Gojo is possessive, you could equate this to his childhood, he was never one to share toys as an only child with a silver spoon in his mouth. So when he walked into the office with your morning coffee and saw you laughing at a joke one of your male subordinates was making and saw his hand on your shoulder, he saw red. It wasn't like you were dating but you were his, everyone knew that. So is it any wonder when he staked his claim to you with no words but pinning eye contact with the man?

Playboy BF Gojo deleted all the women off of his phone with no thought, blocking all the persistent ones. You started to notice a change in his behaviour, the usually arrogant and quite honestly annoying man became slowly a kind and sincere person who respects you.

Playboy BF Gojo took you out to get dinner, he was nervous. That sent alarm bells to your head, Gojo nervous? Impossible, his conceited exterior obviously wasn't working today. But then he surprised you with your favourite flowers and a heart-wrenchingly beautiful note to accompany it. He grinned and told that's not all and pulled out of his pocket a rectangular velvet box, you look up at him and he hands it to you, it was a diamond necklace. Understated, despite his love for being extra, it was wonderful. Gojo asked you out sincerely and you accepted his hand.

Playboy BF Gojo was nervous before your first kiss, it was illogical he's done a lot more than kiss other women, but with you it was different- he's never felt so in love, it was suffocating to him. He leaned into your face and looked at your lips, then your eyes and back to your plush lips, as if to ask for permission. Gojo pressed his lips to yours in a practised fashion, turning his head and pushing further into you to discover all the crevasses in your mouth.

Playboy BF Gojo loves seeing become undone by his actions, you really were a blushing virgin when it came to him. He came out of the shower shirtless, wearing just a towel. You followed a drip of water down the middle of his abs, pausing to look at him with a shit-eating grin adorning his face. You loved the little things like him wearing a long sleeve shirt and pulling the cuffs to his elbows so all you can focus on for the day are his forearms.

Playboy BF Gojo was gentle, it wasn't your first time, to say the least as much as he likes to make fun of you. You were incredibly nervous that he wouldn't enjoy it, you rationalise it by thinking that he used to enjoy the club nightlife and have had many sexual encounters with different women. He made it a point not to hide anything from you because he had faith that no matter what you would respect that it was in the past. But you can't help but feel out of your depth, he moves with a swiftness that only proves how experienced Gojo is.

Playboy BF Gojo used a lot of foreplay, making sure you were comfortable with everything he was doing before he actually did anything. Ensuring you were ready, he leaned into you, his breath tickling the nape of your neck, "I'm going to fuck you so well you lose all your inhabitions and by the end of all this the only thing you will be asking me is for more."

Playboy BF Gojo loves to give you good aftercare, he likes to do the works, bubble baths with expensive aromantic oils he bought just for you and massages with your favourite lotions he took note of the last time he stayed over at yours.

Playboy BF Gojo doesn't like being called a playboy anymore.

Playboy BF Gojo only likes to go by your BF Gojo.

Masterlist

#jjk headcanons #gojo satoru x reader #gojo smut #gojo headcanons #gojo fluff #gojo x you #gojo imagine #jjk gojo #jujutsu kaisen #gojo x reader #satoru gojo #gojo satoru #gojo hcs #satoru jjk #satoru x reader #domestic fluff

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roses-r-rosie3 · 9 months

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ETA

Jason Todd x M!Reader

Warnings: smut, semi-public sex, blowjob, handjob, teasing, unprotected sex, Sub!Bottom!Reader, Dom!Top!Jason

Summary: The reader and Jason are using Jason’s motorcycle to go to a restaurant with Jason’s family, but the reader decides to tease Jason by rubbing Jason’s crotch, and Jason has enough of it and pulls into an alleyway to relive himself

A/n: Can I just say.. Men on motorcycles are HAWT

Quote: “You gonna just stand there and and admire me or are we going to go to dinner?”

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The first time you met Jason’s family, they adored you, even Damian, and vise versa with your family. So needless to say both of your families were supportive of you and Jason’s relationship.

After many and I mean MANY other family dinner’s with Jason’s family, you got to know Jason’s family a little more. You got invited to another one of Jason’s family dinner’s but this time, they were going out to a fancy restaurant.

You of course got nervous because you haven’t really been to a fancy restaurant before, the only fancy place that you could think that you went to was a Chinese buffet. But thankfully for you, Jason got you a red suit just for the occasion.

The day of the dinner, you had trouble with putting on your tie. So you walked up to Jason like a toddler begging his mom for a new toy and asked him if he could help you put on your tie.

“Seriously? You don’t know how to put on a tie?” Jason laughed.

“Well the only time I did was at a wedding and that was when I was 10” you said.

Jason just smiled cheekily as he helped you put on your tie.

“Now hurry up and put on your jacket, we gotta go in 20 minutes” Jason chuckled as he swatted you with his own jacket.

“Ow! Okay! Okay!” You laughed as you ran into your restroom to finish up.

After you got out, you were in awe. Jason had his hair slicked back a bit, a black sharp-looking, and well-fitted suit. It made him look very handsome, and when he smiled, it was a little bit magical. To say that he was hot was an understatement for you.

“God damn” you said in shock.

“You gonna just stand there and and admire me or are we going to go to dinner?” Jason smirked.

“Oh- uh- yeah- let’s go” you said, still feeling a bit dazed.

Your car had to be taken to the repair shop because it was making weird noises, so you had no choice but to take Jason’s motorcycle to dinner. It wasn’t your first time riding with Jason, it was exhilarating.

You and Jason got on his bike and put on a helmet, wrapped your arms around his waist, and you were ready to go. While Jason was driving, you couldn’t help but to tease him a bit. While you two were at a stop sign, you made sure there were no cars around you, and you unzipped Jason’s fly and slipped your hands inside his boxers.

“B-baby st-stop it, I’m driving” Jason said as he tried to hold back a groan.

“Stop what? I’m just having fun” you said innocently as you started to rub the slit of his cock.

Before Jason could respond, the light turned green and he had no choice but to keep driving. Jason tried to focus as best as he could as you started to jerk him off. You made it so it look like you were just wrapping your hand around his waist while you were teasing him.

Up ahead, Jason saw a empty alleyway, he wanted so desperately to just swerve into there and fuck the living shit out of you, but at the same time he didn’t want to be late to the dinner.

“What’s wrong baby? Are you feeling sick” you smirked under your helmet.

Jason made up his decision.

“Fuck it” Jason sighed as he made a sharp right into the alleyway.

In a flash, Jason quickly parked his motorcycle, took of both of your helmets off, grabbed your hands away from his trousers, pushed you against the alley wall and kissing you roughly.

“What about the dinner?” you muttered in between kisses.

“I don’t give a fuck” Jason growled as he pushed you onto your knee’s.

Jason took off both his trousers and boxers before shoving his cock into your mouth. Jason groaned in pleasure as he fucked your mouth relentlessly. Drool was dripping from your mouth to your suit while Jason thrusted into your mouth.

“Fuck yeah baby, you like taking my cock in your mouth?” Jason asked teasingly.

Jason had one mission: to turn you into a mess. And so far that mission was successful, your hair and suit were all ruffled, drool dripping onto your suit, and tears starting to form in your eyes. Jason couldn’t help but be proud of his handy work.

You on the other hand, you were rock hard and your pants were tightening. You tried to unbuckle your pants to relive yourself too, but Jason swatted your hand away.

“Did I say you could touch yourself?!” Jason growled as he pushed you all the way down to the base of his cock.

Jason continued his harsh treatment with your mouth for what felt like forever, until you started to notice that he was getting less and less audible and his thighs started to shake.

“Fuck baby, I’m gonna cum, open up” Jason groaned as he pulled your head off his cock and started to jerk off.

The sight of you with your mouth open and your messy hair pushed Jason over the edge and he came with hot thick white strings of seed. Your vision became white as Jason’s semen landed all over your face, hair, mouth, and suit. There was so much cum that you had a hard time swallowing all of it.

After Jason came down from his high, he pushed you back up onto your feet and started to kiss you, tasting a bit of himself on the tip of your tongue.

“I’m not done with you yet” Jason smirked.

Jason pinned you to the wall and started to once again, kiss you relentlessly. Jason unbuckled your pants and shimmied both your trousers and boxers to your knee’s, lifted you up, and plunged his cock inside of your hole.

“You know… you look.. fuck… hot getting fucked with my cum still on your face” Jason smirked as he started to lick his own seed off of your face.

You didn’t even notice that his semen was still on your face, nor did you care. Your breathing was harsh as Jason thrusted his hips upwards into you, grasping at the back of his neck with your nails. Jason reached under your shirt and started to punch and twist your nipples earning him a loud moan from you.

“Jay! Fuck! Faster!” You moaned.

Your moans was like music to Jason’s ear. All he could focus on was your groans and moans coming out of your mouth while he fucked you faster and faster. But all of a sudden Jason’s phone started to ring. Jason left his cock inside of you and pulled his phone out of his pocket to see who was calling.

Shit. it was Bruce. Jason picked up reluctantly.

“Jason! Where are you and y/n? Me and your siblings have been waiting for almost 40 minutes. Where are you?” Bruce asked.

Before Jason could respond, you got the bright idea to tease him while he was on the phone with Bruce, so you slowly started to bounce on his cock.

“I- uh- we are stuck in traffic” Jason said as he tried to hold back a moan.

“Oh, okay then, just text me when you’re here” Bruce said before hanging up.

As soon as Bruce hung up, Jason lifted you from the wall over to his bike and bent you over before fucking the living shit out of you. You moaned loudly as Jason thrusted faster and deeper than before. Jason grabbed your hair, pulling your face back so he can whisper in your ear.

“You couldn’t just wait for me to be done ... shit ... with my phone call? So what your little slut brain resorted to was to ... ngh ... try and fuck yourself on my cock?” Jason growled.

“It was definitely worth it” you smirked as Jason fucked you.

Jason got annoyed, but he got an idea to punish you. Jason’s thrusts started to get more sloppy and he finally came inside of you, his rhythm staying consistent. You moaned and writhed as his hot cum fills your insides. It feels amazing and he dies one final thrust.

But before you can cum too, Jason pulled out and started to tuck his softening cock back into his boxers. You looked back at Jason, giving him a death glare, with his cum still oozing out of you hole.

“What?” Jason laughed.

“What do you mean what?! What about me!” You complained.

“I’m punishing you y/n, you were a bad boy, so I have to punish you” Jason smirked.

“Jason please! I’ll be good! Just please! You can’t leave me like this!” You whined.

“No is no y/n” Jason said innocently.

“Please Jay! I’ll do anything! Please just help me out here!” You begged.

Jason didn’t need much convincing so he got on his knees and started to suck on your cock and in moments you let out a erotic moan and nutted inside of Jason’s mouth.

“Wow, that’s a world record” Jason laughed as he swallows your seed.

“Whatever, let’s just hurry up and get to the restaurant before your dad gets mad” you smiled as you pulled up your trousers.

When you and Jason got there, all of his siblings except bruce were there and they noticed a world of things that were wrong. You had a limp, your suit had a white stain on it and it was really wrinkled, you had markings on your neck and your hair was a mess. And Jason also had really messy hair, markings on his necks, and they also noticed his pants had a white stain on it.

“I’m assuming it wasn’t just traffic that was holding the both of them up” Dick Whispered to Tim.

“Wait until Bruce gets out the restroom” Tim snickered.

When Bruce got out the restroom and saw the sight, let’s just say he nearly had a heart attack.

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drgarrisonandpaul · 7 months

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The Quincys Around Kids

Again, SUPER open to criticism, discussion, and additions. I love talking to people <3

Quilge: He hates them and he doesn't want to be around them, but he's not aggressive. Just stiff and uncomfortable. Like, maybe they bumble around and show him their toys and he just goes "Ohhhh, wow that's... that's greaaattttt." Honestly, he prefers teens. They can just mutually ignore each other.

Askin: Doesn't hate them, but also doesn't exactly "like" them. They're messy and loud and gross. He'll be a nice wine uncle though, bring them little gifts that their parents disapprove of like fake tattoos and clip-on piercings.

Mask De Masculine: He's the best possible Quincy you could ever leave your kid with. Mask can be gentle but he can just as easily be rough, depending on the kid. Wanna wrestle? Why not. He'll wrestle a three-year-old, but he'll have also have enough restraint to get on their level. Timid kid that just wants to draw? Heck yeah! He'll sit down at your Dora table and draw all day! Though... he might break the matching Dora chairs-

Nanana: Also a pretty chill dude to leave your kid with. He's probably going to sit back and just chill and play video games or board games with them. One of my headcanons is that he's a mathematician at heart because it just sounds awesome paired with his "Morphine Pattern" Grids. He'd be more than happy to help with math homework, whether it be addition, time, or (his favorite) graphing.

Uryu: He's awkward around kids. Like, he likes them, and he has a way with them. However, something about him just DRAWS kids towards him. Kids love this poor man, happy to play and draw and hang out with him, and he just stands there and lets them drag him away like "Uhhhh, okayyyy, where are we goinggg???" and then he's stuck playing barbies for three hours (he loves it)

Giselle: ... ... no.

Gremmy: He's being nice, but also the kids are terrified of him. If he finds a child that ISN'T afraid of him, they'll probably grab a huge box and play rocketship. Gremmy feels like a rocketship-player.

Äs Nödt: Horrendous with children. He's tried being timid, and proceeds to get walked on. He's tried being more intense, and proceeds to scare them. He can't really find a balance in interacting with kids so he simply... doesn't.

Jugram: Please don't leave your child with this man, he will show them around the Silbern and there are things in the Silbern that children should NOT be seeing. Like war things and his collection of knives (he's totally a knife collector)

Ryūken: We see how he is with Uryu. This man cares for almost nothing, he's dull and cold and doesn't really connect emotionally with ANYTHING

Bazz-B: One would think that because of his aggression and punk guy attitude that Bazz isn't good with kids, and they'd be wrong. He's awesome with kids. He'll take them on his motorcycle (he totally has a motorcycle and does donuts in Hueco Mundo), he'll get them some ice cream, and he'll buy them some Pokémon cards. They'll probably play Xbox all day, even if the kid can't figure out the controls

Bambietta: Might scare the kid even if she doesn't mean it, she's pretty intense and explosive, but with a kid that can match her energy? I can see her taking them outside and blowing things up with them, either literally or with little soldier toys, making mouth noises for the explosions

Yhwach: I mean... you COULD leave your child with this man. You shouldn't, but you COULD. Sure, they'd be alive and well and probably happy at the end of the day, since I can definitely see him being calm and level-headed and sweet with a child. But the kid might also have a new little baby Sternritter uniform

Robert Accutrone: He doesn't talk to the kid, since he doesn't know what to really say, however, he does make them pancakes and turn on Bluey or Steven Universe for them. Have a lazy day

#quilge opie #mask de masculine #nanana najahkoop #uryu ishida #giselle gewelle #gremmy thoumeaux #as nodt #jugram haschwalth #ryuken ishida #bazz b #bambietta basterbine #yhwach #robert accutrone #bleach headcanons #bleach #bleach anime #bleach tybw #quincy #quincy headcanons

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self-indulgent-paw-patrol · 21 days

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Watched the first Paw Patrol movie with my dad, this time entirely in Brazilian dub (first time I watched was entirely in English), in the early hours past midnight today. Have the best of his reactions. Honestly, most were the same as mine when I watched the movie for the first time too, so let's go XD

"How did he SEE that tiny turtle up ahead???? Oh geez, there goes the bridge."

"I decree this trucker as the only sane person in the entire movie and the movie didn't even start for real yet." "Dad, he spilled his ice tea or whatever was that on himself." "It was the road's fault." "........ Ok you got a point."

"Lary, pause." "They look cute sleeping, right?" "They look like us after we eat. Post-dish depression." (It's our personal pun with "post-birth depression") "Tag yourself, I'm Marshall." "I'm Chase. Your brother is... What's this one's name again?" "Zuma? LMFAO YES HE IS"

"When did he have time to get this thing built?" "Who knows. I always joke that he's out there spawning stuff at will." "Are his parents like millionaire or something?" "No one knows about his parents or family, not even the official website gives any info on that." "HOW DOES HE PAY FOR ALL THIS--" *Cue Skye asking the same thing and Ryder responding* *Dad chokes on nothing and I have to pause so he can cough it out and drink some water*

"Oh fuck. He's-- He's lighting up all the fireworks." *Stops what he was doing in the living room to pay full attention* "THIS IS GONNA BE GOOD."

"Sure, block the roads to launch the cars. This is so HotWheels. They have THEIR OWN LANE."

"WELCOME TO THE BIG CITY, PUPS. WE HAVE LARGE ROADS AND WE STILL HAVE TRAFFIC JAM. YOU'LL LOVE IT."

"Isn't-- Isn't Chase their POLICE dog?" "Yeah" "Chase why are you ALLOWING this, how many traffic laws did they JUST BREAK"

"Sweet Jesus, don't mess with Marshall. He's got a mean cannon and he's LOVING it."

"Wait, Liberty's a street dog?" "Yup" "I thought she had an owner. So she's like one of those lovely strays who make friends with just about everyone they cross paths with." "YUP"

"... What the actual fuck is wrong with Humdinger?" *Shrugs* "He shouldn't be allowed to run for elections on anything."

"Oh no, Chase froze. Looks like those panic attacks you used to have." "........ You remember those too, huh" "Yeah. You made me freeze a lot too. I didn't know what to do with you so I'd freeze like that too." "Oh."

"There goes Marshall saving the day again. I see why you like him too." "He's cute." "I like his fire truck. Are you going to buy his toy too?" "You bet it." "Nice. As you should."

"Okay now I'm afraid of Liberty." "Why?" "Did you see how sure she was about her bait plan?" "Yeah?" "SHE'S GONNA HAVE THE TIME OF HER LIFE MESSING UP WITH HUMDINGER I'M CALLING IT"

"YUP I CALLED IT"

*Liberty calls Delores a toilet brush* "OUCH THAT WAS BRUTAL I LOVE HER EVEN MORE NOW"

"Literal prison BREAK. Nice." *Thumbs up to the TV*

"Aw that was cute. Ryder is a good boy."

"That thing is sucking way too many clouds."

"THAT THING IS SUCKING WAY TOO MANY CLOUDS."

"THIS IS GONNA CAUSE A STORM, RIGHT?"

"YUP CALLED IT."

"Omg she's so excited HER FACE IS SO CUTE! Repeat this entire scene please."

"GODDAMMIT RYDER YOU'RE SO MEAN LAUNCHING HER LIKE THAT ASUASHAUSHAUSHAUSHAU"

"Why is her number 22?" "Ryder numbers the vehicles, not the pups." "So they have 21 vehicles before hers." "Yup." "How many are there?" "Last I checked, last one was an Aircraft Carrier ship, number 25." "Wow."

"Did-- Did Zuma just BREAK his-- Oh, it's a boat too. Two-in-one. Ryder DOES really think of everything, huh?"

"Okay that was nice, I thought we wouldn't get to see Zuma doing anything in this entire movie at all." "Aquatic rescue dog in the big city, right?" "Yeah it's not exactly his natural habitat." "I feel him." "... I forgot you were a beach kid." "In my heart I still am."

"PULL THE LEVER, KRONK!!!!!" *Hysterical laughter* "OKAY HE DESERVED THAT."

"Chase KNOWS how to drift-- MOTORCYCLE???-- DRIVING UP THE WALL???????" *Slowly clapping for the entire scene*

"Is he afraid of heights? He didn't seem to be when he rescued the trucker and I see him doing a lot of stuff in the show." "I think it's not the height itself, it's mostly the panic remembering the times he failed at these tasks." "Trauma, then." "Yeah."

"Is he gonna-- Yup. Spirit jump. Of course." (For reference, the leap of faith scene from the movie "Spirit, Stallion of the Cimarron")

"Okay now I'm afraid of Skye too-- Did the clouds just went POOF." "Yeah they did." "Damn, we just had such a badass scene, it killed the badassery."

"Ouch the helicopter-- DAMMIT ROCKY AHAHAHAHAHA"

"Awwww Liberty! That's my girl. Nice." "That's literally the name of the song that was playing when she was riding her new scooter for the first time." "Perfection. So she officially joined the team?" "Yeah I didn't get there yet but she's in the show after the movie came out too." "Did they do that because there was only one female pup in the show?" "Actually there's Everest too, that Husky Siberian! But she doesn't live with Ryder and his pups, she was adopted by the guy who lives in the mountain. In the main team, yeah, it's only Skye." "Still too few girls, they need more." "Tell me about it..."

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rnakamura22 · 2 months

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Till Death Do us Part

Minors DNI +18

As you packed up your bags after class ended , you overheard a few girls talking about a new song of a certain K-pop idol group.

“It’s so cool…” “ I make my own rules, wish for the forbidden…” “I am not a doll…”

You scoff to yourself. What a joke! As if these idols know what it is like! You doubted it. If something’s forbidden, you shouldn’t touch it! That’s what makes it forbidden in the first place! Why the hell would you put yourself in danger? And craving for freedom? When not thinking about the circumstances? If the other force was so powerful that you would be crushed to death if you disobey? The thought itself shuddered you.

You walked back home, which was a total pain. Your brother Ran and Rindo, was one of the most feared gang members in Tokyo. Being their litter sister had more difficulties than advantages. Your two brothers harbored little love for you as a sister, but more love as a commodity. You absolutely had no freedom or the chance to make your own choices. Only the Heavens knew what would come if you disobeyed. The meetings with gang members who looked at you in every lewd way possible was absolute torture. It was a miracle that you were still here, not flayed alive.

You also had to deal with jealous girls who were being played by your two brothers. You were very close to screaming at the girls who approached your brothers that they were all idiots who were two steps away from completely ruining themselves and their dignity. Also, you also harbored little feelings toward them as a family since you viewed them more as a monster rather than a brother.

The girls at school envied you for your beauty and having a lone wolf personality, which did appeal to some people yet never made a move on you due to your two brothers. Despite looking like you had no problems in your life, you were always afraid of your two brothers, the trouble of gang members, and feeling like you didn’t have a place that you belonged to. All the more reasons why you hated the K-Pop songs that the girls in your class liked. It just seemed so fake and overused!

The summer of you being 15, Ran and Rindo introduced you to Izana Kurokawa. A dashing man, you admitted. Amethyst eyes, silky sliver white hair. The bad boy vibe that every girl might fall for. Except you.

Izana adored you, but in a fearful way. He would take you home on his motorcycle when he has nothing better to do. You were invited to his apartment when he was in the mood. Your first time was taken by him. He was kind when he wanted to be. He promised every time after sex that when you become 16, you will marry him. “I love you, (y/n), you’re so pretty. I really wish time would fly faster so I can marry you.” That was his phrase used every time.

But he had a horrible temper that couldn’t be controlled. Things were thrown, crashed, and sometimes, Izana brutally hit you with his knuckles where other people couldn’t see. His two-faced personality was getting out of control by the minute, and you were afraid that someday, you would get killed. Kakucho, Izana’s second in command was trying to help you when things were rough. But he couldn’t draw the line because of absolute loyalty to Izana. Ran and Rindo were in a good mood ever since you and Izana started to hang out. Even though you knew, Izana went out with other girls too and you were nothing but a toy.

Having nowhere to run, that was when you met him. Takashi Mistuya. He was handsome, kind, good at cooking and sewing, a gentleman. He was nothing like the other gang members you ever met. Your curfew was very strict and Izana was there in your home most of the time. Your home had become absolute hell, and you spend your time on the nearby park's bench, staring at the people and the atmosphere.

"What's wrong? It's not safe for cute girls like you to be all alone!

One look into his lilac eyes was all it needed.

"Same goes for you, the girls wouldn't leave you alone." you said.

From that day on, you talked with Mitsuya on the bench until the time of curfew approached. He was from a nearby middle school, and you talked with him for what seemed like forever.

"Why do you stay out here so late?"

"My...brothers...they're strict..." you lied. It was Izana, he restricted your freedom while himself being with other girls. You didn't hate him, but you really wished he would get bored with you and leave.

"They have to be...a cute girl like you would make your brothers overprotective...I bet my little sisters would say something like that when they get older!" Mistuya laughed.

You secretly went to his house to meet Luna and Mana when the weekend where Ran, Rindo, and Izana were out on a gang meeting. Luna and Mana both greeted you with open arms.

"Are you big bro's girlfriend?" " She's pretty! We like pretty ladies!" "Hey, knock it off you two!"

You cooked with Mitsuya, helping him with his chores and doing homework together in secret.

“I really hope…. I could see you again.”

“Me too, I hope I can…”

You and Mitsuya both wanted to say the magic word. The unstable relationship between you and him. The spaces you both wanted to fill up and run into each other's arms.

Then one day, you got home to find Izana relaxing on the couch.

"Izana...you're here."　"You've been avoiding me and going out late. Ran and Rindo were both worried about you."

You wanted to scream "Yeah, right!" Ran and Rindo both cared for you as a commodity. As well as Izana, in your mind. If he did love you, why would he go out with other girls? The thought itself disgusted you.

“There's a big battle coming up soon... when we win, I'll create the biggest criminal organization in Japan. Let's get married after that, OK?" Izana said with a sweet smile as he came up closer and hugged you, his arms wrapped around your waist, making it feel like two snakes were slithering up your body.

"Thanks...please don't do anything too dangerous and hurt yourselves OK?" you said and lightly patted Izana on the back.

The next day, you went to the usual place to meet Mitsuya but you discovered something horrifying. Mitsuya’s head was tied with a white roll bandage.

“ What happened!” You ran up to him and lightly touched his head in horror.

“Yeah, I got attacked by Tenjiku yesterday.. it’s nothing” Mitsuya lightly smiled.　

A horrific theory invaded your mind. You wanted to deny it, but you had to face it.

"Mitsuya.. are you in Toman?"

"Yeah, what about it?" Mitsuya smiled in the way you loved.

"I'm.. I'm so sorry... No... it can't be.... " You dropped on the floor, your hand covering your face.

"What's wrong?" Mitsuya lowered his legs, looking worried.

"My brothers...they're Ran and Rindo Haitani."

"What? Your brothers are the Haitanis?"

"They're in Tenjiku... I’m　so sorry...."

”"It's not your fault...I'm not blaming you for anything." Mitsuya lightly smiled.

"Thank you for saying that Mitsuya. I.."

"Wait, let me say it first. I like you, I really like you. Please go out with me."

"I feel the same way. I really like you Mitsuya. You're the first guy I ever really liked. "

You two held each other in your arms and kissed for the first time. It was a kiss that helped you escape from the cruel world.

You told him about your relationship with Izana and your two brothers.

"Kurokawa... that bastard. I've never met him, but he sounds like an asshole. No, he just proved himself an asshole. How could he cheat when he has someone cute and kind like you?" Mitsuya scowled.

"Thank you for saying that... it means a lot." You smiled sadly as you kissed him again.

"I want you to held your heart within Toman. I dedicated myself to Toman."

"....Yeah.... I will. Taka-kun. " You looked to Mitsuya with eyes that had made a decision.

The next day, you heard of Mitsuya and the commanders of Toman attacked by members of Tenjiku.

As you ran to the hospital where Mitsuya was in, you met a blue haired guy who's hair was shaved off.

"Aren't you Haitani's sister?" the boy said angrily.

"Yeah... how's Mitsuya? Is he Ok..." you trembled and asked.

"You came here to spy on him didn't you!! Taka-chan and Smiley-kun are both fatally injured! You approached him to spy on Toman!" The boy yelled.

"No, please!!You got it all wrong, listen.."

"Get out of here!! Don't get close to Taka-chan ever again!!" the boy yelled and you had no choice but to leave from Mitsuya's hospital room.

When you went home, Izana was there putting on a scarlet red tailcoat uniform of Tenjiku spelled with black letters.

"You're back, y/n."

"Hi.."

"We're about to have a big showdown battle, come with us. You'll get to see your darling Mitsuya crushed to shreds."

Izana didn't face you, but his tone was bitter. You dropped your bag in shock.

"Wha...

"You went to see him in the hospital, right? One of the guys told me they saw you leave the hospital. Are you already together? Did you fuck him like the slut you are?"

You said nothing as Izana faced you and cupped your face with his hands harshly. There was a dark glow in his amethyst eyes and his teeth was clenched.

"Come." Izana grabbed your arm harshly and pushed you into the back seat of the car, making you feel like a criminal about to be taken into execution.

When you arrived at the port, your two brothers Ran and Rindo were waiting for you.

"Hey, the rat appears!! Did you already fuck the officers of Toman to let you join their side?"

"Or did you spill the beans about Tenjiku and stayed here to be a spy for Toman? Did you let them gangbang you?"

Ran and Rindo both taunted you. You couldn't take it anymore and looked to the ground.

"Cat got your tongue, little sis? Or did you let Mitsuya kiss you?" Ran approached to you in a fearful way.

"Please.... Just drop it already!! " you spoke in a small tone.

"Why did it have to be Mitsuya?" asked Rindo.

"He's the first guy I ever really liked.... I love him!"

"Bold of you to propose a love for a man who's on the team your boyfriend's about to destroy." Izana came up from the behind and grabbed you by the shoulder. He was smiling but you felt the shudders like you always did, this time more than ever.

He placed his face on your head and wrapped you with both of his arms, slithering under your blouse. You felt the sensation of a snake slithering your body, this time one step away from biting you with his poisonous fangs.

"Izana...you never loved me. You always cheated on me and went out with other girls. You sometimes brutally hit me or threw things about me. I was never anything but a toy to you, weren't I? Do you think I would love someone like that?" You slipped out of Izana's arms and backed away from your brothers and Izana.

Izana thought for a moment and smiled cynically.

"Then what was I to you? A dick you couldn't stand but had to fuck because of your brothers who treated you like trash? And you couldn't run away? I've decided. I'm going to crush Toman, and I'm going to destroy Mitsuya."

The battle started and Mitsuya did came even though he was injured. When he met eyes with you, held tightly in Izana's arms, he gave off a complex expression.

In the end, Tenjiku won.

You couldn't hide your hopelessness. You felt like the arm that was holding you was a chain you couldn't cut off.

Izana pulled you into one of the warehouses, and threw you to the ground.

"You have to be punished, y/n. We have to wait for a little bit, the special guest is yet to come." said coldly, as he started to rip your clothes.

You heard a thump, and turned your face only to see a brutally beaten Mitsuya on the ground, dragged by the office members of Tenjiku.

"We have Mitsuya as the guest of this strip show, so you could never think about cheating with another man again."

"y/n...!..." You heard Mitsuya's anguished cry of your name.

"Please don't look Taka-kun..." All you can do was trying to wiggle so you could escape.

"Hey now, the main star can't run～."

"Think twice before running, y/n. If you try, your lame ass Romeo's life are going to go. " the voice of Ran echoed from your right ear, Rindo from the left.

"You admitted you fucked me because you're afraid of your brothers, right? So, fuck with them to get along, it's my duty to fix my girlfriend's family problems, as your real boyfriend."

"Stop...release y/n..." Mitsuya's cries echoed, right after that his painful scream at the officers kicking his back.

"No, Please stop Izana! I'll do anything, anything! Please!! Stop hurting Taka-kun!!! Please!" You screamed in a woeful way, your blouse and skirt torn off, almost bare naked.

"Hmm...No, entertain us like the slut you are." Izana smiled, making it feel like the devil himself was in the warehouse.

From there, you did not remember clearly. You only remembered your brother's vulgar breaths, Mitsuya's anguished cries and pleas, and you screaming.

"Feel better now, princess? Know what you can say to save you?" said izana, as he picked up your face with his hands while crouching himself on the ground.

"Izana... I'm sorry, I was stupid, I...love you." you pleaded. You could not think of anything else that would save Mitsuya.

"What about Mitsuya?" smiled Izana as he taunted you.

"I don't know him...never met him.." you looked him and his eyes and pleaded.

"Well, you heard what she said, Mitsuya. Looks like your Juliet never existed. Take him away, don't you ever get close to y/n again. I think one hit with a gun would be merciful for a execution, don't you think?"

You startled in shock.

"N..No, Izana, please...please..."

"What's wrong, you said you never met him or knew him. It wouldn't hurt right? Let's get you home and clean up, don't ever let me down again, OK?" Izana smiled as he picked you up bridal style, sealing your freedom and your lover's fate.

"...Yes, Izana." you had no choice but to let yourself go in Izana's arms, pretending not to hear the gunshot.

From that day on, Toman and Tenjiku clashed together to only make a gigantic criminal organization in the end, as Izana said.

He kept his promise and married you when you turned 16, giving birth to his child when you turned 17. Your job was to obey Izana's every command, sitting pretty looking like a porcelain doll for people to gaze and awe over.

Romeo had been long dead outside the warehouse many years ago, Juliet made into a doll for her master, carrying a boy who possessed all of his father's genes both inside and outside and none of yours.

You could not think, and you could not speak. Your heart had been dead and killed long ago in that warehouse along with Romeo.

If only... was all you could dream. If only. If only. That was your only thought as you stepped in the large bathtub full of lukewarm water. As you felt yourself sinking hearing the distant voice of the baby boy's voice crying, you begin to see him. Your Romeo's handsome smile, his sweet voice, his body. You ran up to him and embraced him, which he did the same smiling with all his might.

"I love you, Taka-kun."

"I love you,y/n."

You had managed to meet Mitsuya again, this time without any obstacles. As you kissed him and he kissed you back in the underwater heaven's palace, you felt happiness for the first time in your life.

"Romeo and Juliet...they do get their happy ever after, don't you think so Taka-kun?"

"I do y/n.....you're finally mine where no one will take you away."

"I won't go away. I'll stay with you forever."

As the two looked at each other and smiled, you said the same words together.

"" Till Death do us part.""

#female reader #tokyo revengers x reader #mitsuya takashi #mitsuya x reader #angst

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phantomenby · 2 years

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Magnet baby

kinokomynx asked:

Could I have poly lost boys with a gn partner who is badass? Such as they have a split tongue, multiple tattoos/piercings, rides a motorcycle and wears all black clothing. They possibly met them at the Boardwalk as they see them cussing out some people, possibly getting into a fight?

Sorry this took so long and is a bit meh, I can rewrite if u want me to <3

"Oh fuck yes"

You were going to town. Not hesitating as you verbally ripped into a pair of surf-nazis.

Evidently, you had been wronged, and who was David and his boys to prevent you from getting the justice you deserved?

"David," Marko was bouncing beside him, eyes wide and eager, fists clenching and unclenching.

Skunk was growing redder by the minute, Shelley beside him as you shoved the two of them back, making the drunken idiots stumble and attempt to defend themselves with slurred speech.

"David"

The eldest of the four ignored his packmate, choosing to focus on your form hungrily, watching your movements as you partook in their favourite pastime of fighting the surfers.

What had caused this disagreement wasn't obvious, but the four of them knew it had something to do with the fiery piece of machinery behind you.

It was a deep red, like thick juicy blood, and a Triumph just like theirs.

Currently, there was a long scratch on the side, marring the beautiful paintwork.

"David."

He was still admiring it, and you, mostly you. His gaze was pulled away by their good friend Ed heading towards where you stood, clearly attracted by the growing commotion.

"David"

"Marko"

The smaller blonde huffed, glaring at his friend, "David."

The elder turned to him, tilting his head and responding by drawing out his name, "Maar-ko."

All that ensued was a stare-off, neither of them turning away from you, and neither of them noticing as you drove away into the night.

They saw you again a day later, dressed up all fancy in some tight leather pants, decorated with thin silver chains going from your hip to your thigh.

Dwayne spotted you first. He had become unfavorably flustered when he saw your rather interesting body mod in action, watching you from afar as your snake-like tongue worked on a cone of strawberry ice cream.

Now Paul was sat beside him on the railing, swinging his legs back and fourth as the two of them waited for Marko and David to join them, already having sent them a little mental message.

They couldn't wait though, not when they saw Skunk coming up behind you, preparing to smack your backside as a little payback for the other days events.

It was rather satisfying to watch, seeing the quick movement of your hand as you gripped his wrist, using it to twist his arm back painfully.

"Can I help you?"

The man in front of you was a slimy thing, the small yelps leaving his mouth as you bent his arm painfully more than made up for the experience of being this close to him.

"N-no I was just-" you twisted it further, eyes narrowing, "I-"

"You gonna break his arm dude? Kind of metal if I'm honest."

Two figures had joined you, standing on either side and watching you beat up one of their favorite humans to mess with.

"Yeah Skunk, lookin' like you're in a real sticky situation."

Both of them shared a laugh and you rolled your eyes, letting 'Skunk' fall to the floor with a yell, his shoulder slamming into the ground.

"Try touching me again freak and see what happens," you began walking away, shoulders tensed and an irritated look in your eye. After a moment you realised the two men who had stood beside you had opted to follow you along, turning to face them with a huff, "well?"

Dwayne and Paul stood there, thinking for a moment.

The longer they stared at you the more irritated you became, eye twitching and lips pursed.

It was broken by a hand coming to curl round your neck, cold fingers toying with your ear ring, tugging on it, "I see you found them before we could boys."

"What the hell-" you shoved the hand away, moving back from it with a scowl on your face, "you shouldn't go round touching people like that."

You began walking away, naturally, the four of them followed, their eyes growing darker as their gazes burned into your back.

Unfortunately for them you were in no mood to deal with a bunch of boys with leery eyes, you got enough of that at your day job. Besides, the weekend was you time, time to relax and have fun, not being spent pursuing strangers.

"Hey!" One of them was shouting out to you, trying to grab your attention, "we wanted to talk to you-"

You slipped around a corner, hoping the fast moving crowd would help you lose them. Instead you were met with the gleaming eyes of one of the boys, his hair sharp and white.

"Finished running?"

You huffed, crossing your arms and looking at him angrily, "ever heard of no? Cus thats the only response you're gonna get to whatever dumb question you ask me."

He sent you a blank stare, which you reciprocated with added ferocity.

"Listen- no no I'm talking now," he went to speak over you but you cut him off, stepping closer and leveling your gaze with his, "I don't know who you think you are, but unless you want to end up like Skunk back there I suggest you leave me be, 'kay?"

David snarled, shooting forward to grab you, finding nothing but empty space as you spun behind him.

"Well you asked for it hun," your boot met his back, shoving him further forward and making him stumble to his knees, "warned ya for a reason."

Now beneath you, and the crowd watching with wide eyes, David was feeling rather pent up. Whether from rage or attraction, he couldn't tell.

Paul came into his line of sight offering him a hand and lifting him up to normal height, before draping his arm over Davids shoulder and grinning in your direction, "can we keep them?"

David nodded, a grin of equal malice growing on his face, "yes, I think we can."

#tlb #the lost boys imagines #the lost boys #marko the lost boys #the lost boys x reader #dwayne tlb #the lost boys fic #marko tlb #poly lost boys x reader #david tlb

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haihaihaitani · 8 months

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Adrenaline ~ *Ken Ryuguji*

Summary: You have some brand new toys you want to show off to Draken. He’s more than impressed with one of them. You can’t wait to show him what you can do with it!

Pairing: Ken Ryuguji X G/N!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Oneshot

Word Count: 1305

Warning: swearing, reckless driving, one vague death threat, a get out of jail free card

Masterlist

Taglist: @soulangel

A/N: Inspired by the song Adrenaline by Shinedown

“Wow.”

“You like it?”

“Like it?” Draken shrugged. “It’s alright I guess.”

Your jaw dropped. “You guess? C’mon! She’s gorgeous! And she was made for the streets! I plan on winning so much money with her!”

He shrugged. “Sure, I mean, I guess you could. But she’s not perfect.”

Pouting, you crossed your arms. “Fine, smart guy. What’s wrong with her?”

You watched closely as Draken examined your bike carefully. “She’s just… I don’t know, wrong. She’s just wrong.”

With a huff, you leaned over the bike and batted your eyelashes at him. “So you’ll fix her for me?”

Ruffling your hair, he smirked. “In your dreams kid.”

You grit your teeth. “Then would you like to buy her from me?”

“I thought you said you were going to make a lot of money off of her?”

“Yeah! I thought so too! But if the best motorcycle mechanic in all of Japan says she’s wrong, I’m going to listen to him and say she’s wrong too.”

Draken rolled his eyes. “I could take her, fix her up nice and good for you if that’s what you want.”

“It’s not what I want. It’s what’s best for Toman.” You explained with a cheeky smile. “If I can’t win with her, I can’t give any money to Toman. So if you want her, you can have her.”

“Oh alright! I’ll take a look at her when I have the time.”

Squealing with delight, you slipped around the bike and hugged Draken tightly. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

“Alright, knock it off already.” He muttered, but he didn’t make a move to push you off of him.

Instead, you let go of your own accord. With a cheerful grin, you grabbed his hand. “I almost forgot to show you my other surprise! See, I bought this bike with my own, hard won money. But this other beauty I have, I won her off a street race last week! I want to take you for a ride around town with her because she is the real stunner in my collection of fine motor vehicles!”

You didn’t even give a chance to ask what you were talking about. Instead, you showed him your new cherry red hotrod. You giggled as his jaw dropped. Honestly, you should have shown him your new pride and joy before the bike, but semantics.

“Well? What do you think?”

“What do I think?” He breathed. “I think you should’ve started with her.”

You laughed and waved him off. “You’re right, you’re right. But Cherry Bomb deserves to be the grand finale. So what do you say? Wanna go for a ride?”

“You’re kidding right?”

Jumping into the front seat, you put the keys in the ignition. Draken ran his hand over the dashboard in complete awe over the craftsmanship. You couldn’t help but beam with pride.

“It’s all hand-crafted. I verified with a dealer. I also had her recently detailed and cleaned. Had to go way out of town to get it done because there are only two verified details in the whole country that work on cars like this.”

“That must have been expensive.”

Again, you waved him off. “It’s worth it. She’ll be my showgirl for a while and then when she’s ready, I’m going to take her to more high society street races. I’ll let her run some laps before putting her back on the showman’s circuit.”

“Yeah, you’ll definitely be able to sneak into high society races in this.” He assured you. “But to win, you gotta see how she runs.”

With a devilish grin, you put the car into drive. “Then you better hold on to something.”

And just like that, you blasted off like a rocket. You weren’t kidding when you told him to hold onto something. While he looked slightly concerned for your mental health, you just laughed. This was going to be so fun!

Zooming through the city, you made quick, sharp turns and flew past other cars. Most people would have trouble navigating the streets of Tokyo like this. But you were a professional drag racer. You knew what you were doing. And even though Draken looked scared out of his mind, you knew he knew you knew what you were doing. He trusted you, even if he didn’t look like he did right now.

It wasn’t long before you heard police sirens coming after you. Glancing at Draken, who slightly shook his head no, you floored it. His knuckles turned white as he held onto the dashboard. But you just kept laughing. This was the fun part. Nothing like running circles around the cops, only to pull out your secret weapon when the heat got close enough to burn.

And that happened right when you reached the edge of Tokyo. Carefully, you pulled over and rolled down your window. The cop came up to you and you flashed a bright smile.

“Hi officer! How can I help you?”

“Do you know how fast you were going?”

“No. Can you tell me?”

He didn’t look impressed by your answer, his tone sharp as he addressed you, “You were going almost three times over the speed limit. You could have killed someone and yourself with your reckless driving. I need you to step out of the car right now.”

Leaning against the window frame, you batted your eyelashes. “Aw, c’mon. Can’t you overlook this little misunderstanding? See, I didn’t hit or kill anyone. If anything, you should be impressed with how carefully I weaved through traffic. I did some pretty good driving back there.”

“Is this a joke to you?”

You shook your head, eyes wide. “Oh, no sir! See, I think the rules of the road are very important! That’s why I was very careful going almost three times over the speed limit! I would never intentionally try to hit someone! I can promise you that!”

“Get out of the car now or I will be forced to remove you from the vehicle with extreme prejudice.” He snapped.

With a sigh, you grabbed your wallet and pulled out a card before waving it in front of his face. You kept your smirk to yourself as all the color drained from his face. “Does this help?”

“Y-you…” He trailed off before tipping his hat. “My mistake! I must have pulled over the wrong person! You have a good night now!”

And he ran off and drove away just as fast.

Draken glared at you. “What the hell was that?”

You shrugged. “Well, I’m not a real member of Toman and Mikey will never let me join no matter how much I try and sweet talk him. So I had one of the guys make me a Toman ID card. I would have liked a snazzy jacket like the rest of you have. But Takashi won’t do shit for me without Mikey’s permission.”

He shook his head. “You’re fucking crazy.”

“Yeah, I’m absolutely mental.” You winked at him. “But you love me like that, don’t you?”

A dusting of pink fell on his cheeks and he looked away. “Whatever.”

“So what did you think of the car? She runs pretty great, doesn’t she?”

He sighed. “Yeah, I have to admit. She’s a pretty awesome car. Just don’t wreck her.”

You gasped in faux shock. “Just who do you think you’re talking to? I am super careful! I would never destroy her, not that easily!”

“Hey I’ve seen the way you drive. I have every right to be worried.”

You rolled your eyes, shifting the car back into drive. “Oh relax. You haven’t seen anything yet. So if I were you, I’d hold onto something again.”

And you raced back to Draken’s bike shop, him regretting ever meeting you and you laughing your head off the entire way.

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rmbunnie · 1 year

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Just watched Akira and it was so so good but What The Fuck is Going On because I had no clue it would be like that from what i’ve seen people say about it. The general focus I’ve seen before when discussing Akira was “nice retro animation” and “iconic motorcycle slide” but the motorcycle slide happens like 20 minutes in and I was COMPLETELY unprepared for the rest of the movie?? I mean the things I’ve seen about it online are right, the animation is really cool and the bike slide is nice, but I haven’t seen a single image of Tetsuo before watching the movie, you’d think he wasn’t in it? But disregarding my naivety in thinking I’d get an accurate impression of it from what I see online, I really liked it! Theres a LOT going on, but not in a disorganized way. Kaneda was cool and fun, but I also very much got the wrong impression about him, he seemed like he’d be a lot more stoic/serious than he was, and it felt like Tetsuo got equal or more screentime than him, which makes the total lack of Tetsuo i’ve seen pre-movie more confusing to me. The scene with the glass and the toys was probably the most representative of the tone of the movie to me, not the setting or anything, there aren’t any motorcycles or frozen vaults or sci-fi guns until the end of the scene, but the brand of unsettling is consistent with the rest of the movie. Overall, it was odd to watch with the things I’ve heard about it in mind because you can read that it’s rated R for violence, and it isn’t a lie, but the “cyberpunk action” isn’t the most intense aspect of the movie, and the scenes of violence would have a lot less intensity without the context behind them. The movie was also a lot sadder than I thought it would be! The “cyberpunk biker 80s aesthetic” description that I saw before watching it really doesn’t give it a fair summary, I liked it so much more as the real thing than as what I thought it would be, especially in the character writing. Also the sound design/score was amazing, that one fucking song with the breathing noises was absurdly cool.

#not that i have any issue with cyberpunk #it just gives off a way different vibe than what it really is when thats the only description #akira #akira 1988 #i am thinking so hard about tetsuo #not like in a blorbo way or like he was completely innocent or anything #just thinking #also thinking about those psychic kids #from the experiment and how even though it was horrible experimentation that colonel ran into the explosion trying to get them back safe #i saw an edit post watching it and lots of comments like it looks cool but i didn't finish it and it's cool but i didn't get the plot #*post-watching #and its not like its some niche undiscovered treasure or anything its iconic #but there was so much amazing about the plot #so the massive focus on the visuals alone confuses me #not too much because like its beautiful #but watching tetsuo fall to his knees terrified post-surgery didn't leave an impression because it was pretty you know?#or post-experiment #im doing another anime/manga review just because i feel like typing up my thoughts #and posting it out animal crossing recipe that washes up on the beach style #nothing new #its not even a review im just talking about the movie #speaking of i haven't read the manga so i can't speak for any manga specific bits #but the fact that the writer also wrote the movie makes me believe that even if it wasn't 100% accurate #the changes were changes he thought were acceptable and true to his vision of what it should be #i also really liked that you could only contextualize some things from earlier in the movie with info from the end scenes #which is just how movies work tbh #but its still a treat #when the movie is a movie :0 #anime

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can you just ramble? ramble for as long as you want. as a fellow late 00s brit who's into some of the same interests as you (specifically vida the vet, charlie and lola, me too, balamory, abadas, and literally just any other cbeebies show i grew up with) i'd love to hear it!

if it's a ramble you want, a ramble you shall get. In other words here's like, my complete history with CBeebies. As a 08' kid, I was born in a weird transitional period for the channel. This was one year after they introduced the now iconic blocks of Get Set Go, Discover and Do and Big Fun Time, and Chris and Pui were going to move on from pres in 09' to work on Show Me Show Me. Postman Pat was just fresh from it's big SDS overhaul, which people either loved or hated (I think I liked it as a kid but looking back on it, it's nothing to get worked up over IMO, I just don't get why Pat can do James Bond-esque stunts now and is perfectly content riding a motorcycle.). Oh, and there was this little show about a garden of the night that began the year prior, I doubt that you've heard of it. Yeah, In the Night Garden was probably the first major CBeebies show I remember getting obsessed with, and looking back at it? I honestly don't know why. It's not a bad show at all, don't get me wrong, but I don't know why I was so obsessed over it to the point of having this dancing Igglepiggle toy as a kid.

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Also, I remember loving the Hahoos as a young'un, part because a CBeebies magazine I got ages ago had little Hahoo toys. I took them on holiday to Turkey with me, yeah can you tell I'm autistic? I don't think I have them anymore, and if I do they're probably all scuffed up and missing paint. But that's okay, I can easily buy them on eBay to fill a place in 2 year old me's hear- HOW MUCH FOR 5 SMALL PIECES OF PLASTIC?

Yeah I didn't know these things were going for this much until my mum saw someone on Facebook ranting on how stupid expensive they are nowadays about a year ago. Anyways, on the topic of CBeebies' Bedtime Hour (and A Quarter nowadays), there's one elephant in the room I must discuss, the closedown screen.

This slightly green thing telling you to get some sleep absolutely terrified me as a kid though, it wasn't on the same level as the Eastenders theme's doofs and Christmas crackers if I remember correctly, but it still gave me PTSD for years on end. (Hey, at least I wasn't around for when the channel started, I really wanna meet whoever thought it was a great idea to make this screen bright blinding pink right after the goodnight song settled everyone down, just so I can tell them how dumb that idea was.)

Like all things I was spooked of as a kid, I got over it when I was getting nostalgic for the brand. Speaking of closedown screens, how is the closedown screen for the 2023 rebrand really good? Like, it would make a great screensaver without the text. You can say what you want about the new logo (which I think is fine, it fits in with the rest of the modern BBC branding so it succeeds in that aspect), but you gotta admit they did a really good job with revamping the idents for the channel.

Anyways, onto more of my favourite CBeebies shows. Charlie and Lola is easily up there as one of my favourites. It'sMy mum distinctly recalls taking me to the live stage show (which, live stage shows are a whole other can of worms I can talk about), and I couldn't remember much about it so I researched it, and it looks like they did a ridiculously good job of translating the show to a stage play while keeping the show's unique artstyle.

Balamory, obviously as a CBeebies viewer prior to 2016, I know what a Balamory is. I don't need to explain it. Though one weird memory I have is I remember going past the local barbers one day and seeing a Balamory rerun airing. I dunno why they showed CBeebies in the barbers of all places. On the other hand, Me Too!, which to me always felt like Balamory, but a wee bit worse (because that's exactly what it was!), and I don't remember my exact feelings towards it as a kid, but as a teenager, I became obsessed with it after found the Me Too! YouTube channel after I was pretty much done binge-watching Abadas. It quickly became my main comfort show, like if I'm not in the mood for anything else, just stick an episode of Me Too! on, there's like 150 episodes and I'm not sure if I've even seen over half of them. I've seen more MT! eps than Balamory though, probably cause it's more easily accessible. With Balamory, you gotta go on the internet archive for episodes of that. Abadas was one of the shows I distinctly remembered the intro for, though I misremembered it with Baby Jake of all shows (they came out around the same time). I went and revisited it one January day in 2023, around the time I was starting to put my Bubble Guppies hyperfix on the backseat as the show was about to end, and instantly fell in love with it. Really wish the production company behind the show didn't go bust as there was a lot of cool supplementary material with the show as well, they did a bunch of shorts on Vimeo which I happily recommend.

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Eventually, I fell out of CBeebies around 2014 or so as, well, I was getting older and was ready to move on to more grown up shows (this is coming from the same kid who kept actively watching Nick Jr. well into his teenage years). But then I was channel surfing at my nan's around October 2019 or so and decided to stick CBeebies on for fun after deciding whatever was being shown on Challenge was too boring, I guess. Something Special was probably the show that launched me back into my CBeebies hyperfix, yea of all shows. Completely forgot the show used Makaton and as someone who was interested in sign language I went on a binge-spree to study all of Justin's signs. I became fairly competent at it. I got into Hey Duggee for a a bit as well, known as every parent's lifeline apparently. The game show episode is one of my favourites, mostly due to all the fun references they crammed into the episode. As a fan of the shows we people call game, it was a fun surprise. I also rediscovered some of my old childhood favourites that were still getting reruns. Swashbuckle was a bit too recent for me to have recalled watching it as a kid but my brother was certainly around for it and Tree Fu Tom, which was still rerunning at the time. Charlie and Lola still aired reruns, and back in 2019 I kinda just glanced at without much thought before realising a few years later that it was actually really good. Night Garden made me cry of nostalgia, and I also thought Baby Jake was the biggest feverdream ever conceived on television. I even was one of the weirdo's who listened to CBeebies Radio, though honestly there's no point in listening to it live as you can find all it's content on the Sounds app. Admittedly, I haven't gotten super into Bluey. Y'know, the most popular preschool show of this decade that didn't begin in this decade? Yeah I watched about 10-15 episodes of it, said "wow, this is one of the best preschool shows ever crafted", and then moved on to watching the same 40 Blue's Clues & You! episodes again. I'm sure if I force myself to binge watch it more I'll fall head over heels in love with it though. So if I haven't gone crazy for Bluey, what modern CBeebies shows have I gone crazy for? Funnily enough, two that released within the span of around 5 months. The Game Catchers was the first one I got into. I just kept binging episodes and instantly fell in love with it. Always thought the show's main concept was really, REALLY good. Teaching kids about outdoor games in the day and age of iPads is a really smart move. Don't really see many people in the fanbase yet unfortunately, it's certainly one my favourite CBeebies shows from the last 5 years. Also it has absolutely ruined me as any time I hear or say the phrase "so cute" I immediately have to connect it to Nina.

Vida on the other hand I pretty naturally got into. I checked it out, watched the first few episodes, and thought it was pretty good, but never intended it to become my next big hyperfixation. I was sooooooo wrong. I've always had a soft spot for shows with cute animals (Was a big LPS 2012 fan way back when) so naturally this was always destined to be a show I'd fall in love with. I also love all the characters in the show too. Pippen's my personal favourite, but Zigzag is a REALLY close second though. She's a cute bunny who canonically has ADHD. What's not to love.

Okay I think I've talked enough and I've been typing this out for like, 2 hours, I really need some sleep. I could talk about all sorts of other CBeebies shows I enjoy (LazyTown, Tish Tash, JoJo & Gran Gran, Carrie & David's Popshop's a more recent one I've binged from the days of old) but I've talked enough so yeah.

#not gonna tag this with every show i mention cause yeah #louie's answers to questions #louie's random ramblings #cbeebies #louie's VERY long rambles

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Anonymous 1 asked:

Do you happen to know this one where steve and bucky are successively de-aged to young adults? P sure baby Steve is just extremely Thirsty and baby Bucky is super paranoid that the whole experience is some kind of trap, and that they sort of ambiguously remember the experience in the past even though they shouldn't? Thanks for all your reccing work :)

Anonymous 2 asked:

Hi! I'm looking for a work that Bucky goes to a war but Steve doesnt. Bucky still MIA. But then he come home and I think it was Christmas time? Do you know that fiction? Thank you!

Anonymous 3 asked:

Hi :) I'm looking for a fiction that Steve say Bucky's trigger words as a story to make a positive effect. It stuck in my head like 2 months and I can't find it. Thank you!

Anonymous 4 asked:

Hi, I have a question, I'm looking for a fic and what I still know is extremely vague, so I already apologize and thank you, even if you can't find it.

It was a shrunkyclunks one, if I remember correctly, and there was a scene where Steve came home and just picked Bucky and and blew him while he was standing.

Anonymous 5 asked:

Hi! Thank you for everything you do I was wondering if you knew of a fic where Bucky hates the metal arm and then he and Steve go on a road trip with Steve’s motorcycle. I think there’s a part where they go to a sex toy shop and Steve wears a dildo on the bike and they pull over to a rest stop and do it in a bathroom? I read it like a year ago and can’t find it. I’m sorry I know I didn’t explain it vey well. Thanks anyways!

Anonymous 6 asked:

Hi, I've been trying to find a Stucky fic I've read a couple times over the years (why have I not bookmarked it?!) in which: (1) the plane the Avengers are on crashes, (2) Clint is abducted at some point (possibly during the plane crash) and has to be rescued, (3) said rescue is the point at which the others learn Clint and Natasha are married, (4) there's an army of clones being developed, and (5) at some point near the end, Bucky thinks Steve's been killed, but it was actually a clone. Thanks!

Anonymous 7 asked:

Hi I looked all through the avengers friendship tag but I can’t find this fic I read a while ago, about Bucky going to Asgard with thor to recover rather than wakanda? Bucky has his own little hut and he helps look after some alien dog things and I’m pretty sure it’s stucky endgame. Hope you can help!

Anonymous 8 asked:

hi, i’m looking for a fic where bucky really wants to get married, but steve doesn’t at all. there’s a bit of miscommunication and then bucky tells steve he wants to get married, and steve doesn’t agree so they break up. i’m pretty sure that bucky’s dad has a heart attack or something and bucky and his siblings have to look after their dad and bucky’s siblings partners are useless. i’m pretty sure bucky goes out and when he comes back, steve’s at his house and they get together again

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I’m looking for a fwb fic set in the Tower? I remember Steve suggested to Bucky they should do the whole fwb thing while they were out on a balcony, and Bucky reading up a list of suggestions/how to do fwb after the first time they slept together and realised they’d done it completely wrong (bc they’d stayed in the same bed/cuddled etc)

Anonymous 10 asked:

Hi! It’s just bucky’s pov I think and him searching for the right word to describe steve, starts where they’re both in a park and steve does(?) a flower chain thing for him. Thanks!

Anonymous 11 asked:

Hi! Mob au, one chapter long, infamous bucky, small gang steve with a debt, always watching him at some bar then one night stand, d/s undertones, hopeful ending? Thank you

skarabrae-stone asked:

I was wondering if you could help me find a fic; I've searched Ao3 but can't find it. Bucky is in the UK (I think recovering from injury?) during WWII, and after Steve crashes the plane he washes up on the shore and Bucky finds him. I can't remember if they know each other previously or not, but Steve ends up staying with Bucky while he recovers and there's a lot of pining. They share an apartment at one point, and Steve has to go back to the front for a while. Thanks!

Anonymous 12 asked:

hi! im looking for a modern au fic where bucky comes into steve’s office wearing only panties and star-shaped nipple clamps under a coat. i’ve been after it for a while and had no success finding it. thanks for the help!

holyhecka asked:

Hi! I’m looking for a fic I started ages ago - it starts with Bucky being experimented on in ww2 and follows him over the years as different people run Hydra. Alex Pierce takes over, Bucky eventually escapes and is taken in by a crackhouse (?) before finding Rogers and starting to heal. Bit hard to describe but I hope it’s something

Anonymous 13 asked:

Hey! Do you know a fic where Steve and Bucky goes to a bar and Bucky got drunk. Bucky thought Steve someone else and they have sex and later he learn he had sex with Steve. Thank you!

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Carlos' past relationships weren't always good for him

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Baby really hurt me Crying in the taxi He don't wanna know me Says he made the big mistake of dancing in my storm Says it was poison

They say, "You're a little much for me You're a liability You're a little much for me" So they pull back, make other plans I understand, I'm a liability Get you wild, make you leave I'm a little much for everyone.

The truth is I am a toy that people enjoy 'Til all of the tricks don't work anymore And then they are bored of me I know that it's exciting Running through the night, but Every perfect summer's Eating me alive until you're gone

Better on my own

"You could... stay a little longer," Carlos offers as he grins at the man in his bedroom.

"Thanks, but I'm kind of a screw and leave sorta guy," the man says as he rebuttons his shirt.

"Right. Of course. Me too." Carlos says. He sits on the edge of the bed. He watches the third guy he's had in his bedroom this month get redressed. Carlos doesn't think about the fact that the month isn’t even half over.

"I mean… you were good," The guy says. "Really good. I like that one move you do with the..." the guy laughs, stopping himself. "I'll save your profile in case of a dud night."

Carlos nods.

"You seem upset."

"No, no. It's just." He thinks for a moment. "You don't have to leave. You can stay a bit."

The guy practically laughs at him. "Dude, you met me on tinder."

It wasn't actually tinder (the guy was wrong about that). Maybe it was more of a hookup app but it wasn’t exclusively that. Or rather, it didn't have to be.

"I'm not really looking for anything," the guy continues. "Relationships just aren't for me."

Carlos nods again. "Right. Me either." A lie.

"I'm sure you'll make some guy very lucky," the stranger says with a smile. "See you around, Carl.”

The man disappears behind Carlos' bedroom door, and in a few minutes, he hears the front one shut as well. He rolls his eyes. He can’t even use the correct name.

Carlos wished these interactions were few and far between, but they were not. He knows what these men want him for; his body. He certainly works hard on it, but knowing that's all they want him for and nothing else makes him even more self-conscious.

He is easy to love, he's been told, granted it is usually by people he did favors for.

He thought he found love in so many men, only for them to tell him he was too much. He's always too much.

He admits it. He falls in love too quickly, which might scare anyone off, but is it so much to ask for something more than a one-night stand?

He wasn't always like this. He had a boyfriend a little after High School. He had reasonably decided Texas wasn't best for him and moved away. They dated for just a little over six months. It was long enough for Carlos to like him but not enough to miss him when he left. Or maybe the spark just wasn't there anyway.

He had a brief fling with another. Carlos ended up breaking the poor guy's heart, accidentally. He honestly didn't think the guy was into him.

And one that creeped Carlos out. He tried to friend his entire family on Facebook before even meeting them. And they were only dating for a month. He did other things that put Carlos off too. Guy ended up posting hate messages about him while still being friends with his friends after Carlos didn't agree to a fourth date. It was all super weird.

Then there was Trent.

He wasn't exactly someone to bring home to the parents, not that he would anyway, but Carlos was infatuated with him. He was hot and adventurous; he loved rock climbing and rode a motorcycle. Trent was kind of an asshole. Okay, he was really an asshole. Carlos couldn't read if it were just a front, like some kind of defense mechanism or if, to his core, he was an asshole. He'd soon find out which it was.

Trent was the opposite of most of the guys he'd been with. He would parade Carlos around, almost like a prize. He would openly have his arm draped around Carlos. He’d whisper lewd acts he wanted to do to Carlos in his ear in public which caused Carlos to blush or outright shush him. He would grab Carlos' body in possessive ways. Sometimes Carlos liked it and sometimes he didn't. It wouldn't be as much of a bother, the parading, if it weren’t so drastically different when they were alone. In private Trent barely held on to Carlos for 5 minutes if they weren't fucking, let alone let Carlos kiss him.

The act of not wanting to kiss shouldn't have been a red flag, there could be a reason someone wouldn't want that kind of affection. The reaction to Carlos kissing his cheek one night should've been. He got met with a "what the hell do you think you're doing?" as Trent got up to wipe Carlos' kiss off his cheek like it was the vilest thing he had on his face.

Carlos quickly apologized. Trent had left in a fury that night regardless. Carlos got a naked picture two days later, so it seemed all was forgiven. Despite the hold Trent had on him, Carlos still rolled his eyes at the gesture.

There were many hints they weren't in the same boat that Carlos' mind ignored. They'd go out to clubs. Trent wouldn't want to be near him besides to make a guy eyeing him jealous. Carlos told himself he didn't care. Trent always went home with him or showed up at his door at 2 am sometime after. Trent never inquired about Carlos' family, not that Carlos would tell him anyway. He never asked about Carlos' life or his past. Matter-of-fact they never talked about anything more than whatever sports were on at the time or what new gay bar was opening up.

Carlos tried several date ideas Trent would turn down for one reason or another; "I don't like ice cream,” "Mini golf is boring,” "I'll only see a movie if it has (insert action star Carlos had no desire to see)," "Why would we pay for that when we can just eat at home?". Of course, they never did eat at either of their homes together anyways.

But Carlos played along like he didn't care. Trent had chosen him, for the most part.

The breaking point, for both of them, was a little year after their first time together. Carlos considered it an anniversary, but Trent did not.

Trent didn't even think of the day or its significance despite Carlos dropping some hints here and there. He had gone off with one of his friends to hike someplace outside of Austin. He got hurt. Carlos' car broke down on the way to the hospital. Trent’s friends told him it was nothing serious. Just some bruising, a broken wrist, and a sprained ankle. Carlos' car was in the shop longer than Trent was in the hospital. He tried to go down to Trent's by getting an Uber, but work got in the way.

When he finally got a day off, he went over to bring some things for him. He knew Trent was supposed to stay off the ankle and add a broken wrist on one arm, Carlos knew it was hard for him to do things himself.

Carlos didn't mean anything more by it, and looking back, any person would've taken the gesture, especially if they were technically together.

"I'm getting kind of bored of this..." Trent said after Carlos had been there less than an hour.

He cleaned some dishes, made sure Trent iced his injuries like the doctor said, and was about to make him the first meal that wasn't from a takeout box.

"Of what?" Carlos asked. Trent had been bad-tempered since Carlos got there. He tried to tell himself it was just because of the pain Trent was experiencing.

Carlos figured Trent meant the tv station he flipped on. Carlos hadn’t been ready when Trent told him, "Us."

"What?" Carlos let out. He was sure he didn't hear right.

"You come here with your nursing kit and copying the shit your mother used to do when you scraped your knee. Touching me. Pampering me."

"You got hurt... I just thought that-"

"You offered to clean the apartment. You offered to cook. You keep asking if I'm okay, keep asking if I'm icing properly," Trent's started to rise.

"And?"

"No guy wants to be doted on like that!"

Carlos let out a small, hurt laugh. "You're my boyfriend. I just wanted to -"

"Boyfriend? We were never boyfriends, Carlos." Trent said.

Carlos knew that wasn’t true. Trent had called him his 'sexy boyfriend’ when he introduced Carlos to other people.

"Why are you saying this?" Carlos stumbled on his sentence. "That's not-"

"Look, I'm not liable for your fucking feeling. It's not my fault you didn't understand what this was."

Carlos took a sharp breath in and blinked his eyes. "And what was this?"

Trent didn't answer.

Carlos was about to ask if he wanted him to leave. He was about to apologize even though he didn't do anything wrong. But Trent's mouth moved before Carlos could think of what to say.

"You're like a poison..." He had mumbled so quietly Carlos swore he didn't hear it. "Forcing this domesticity constantly when everything in your head should've told you," Trent stopped himself. "You just...you're a little much."

There it was.

Carlos looked down and tried to steady his breathing to keep himself from crying or screaming.

"It was fun for a bit." Trent continued but stopped. Maybe he realized he had ripped Carlos' heart apart enough in the past few minutes. Trent gave a small laugh. "Look, man. You're hot. That's all you need to be."

And Carlos never felt more disgusting. Trent had the nerve to grin at Carlos as if that line would get him one last fuck.

It wouldn't. As Trent alluded to, Carlos could get that anywhere.

"Would it make you feel better if I said it was my mistake?" Trent asked. "I let it go on too long. I should've stopped it. Might've given you the wrong idea."

Carlos hadn’t been able to decide if that helped or not. The signs should've been there. Why did he ignore them?

"Think you wanted something that wasn't there so badly..." Trent said as if he could read Carlos' mind.

"And what's that?" Carlos asked. His face turned stoic.

"Love?”

Carlos shut his mouth in anger and nodded bitterly.

That was the last hit for Carlos.

He couldn’t take it anymore. He had to get out.

He couldn’t remember if he said one last remark to Trent before he left, or even if he slammed the door, but he remembers being grateful he got his car back before this happened. He doesn't know what he'd do if he had to stay to wait for a ride. He couldn't stay in that place any longer.

Trent was right. Carlos wanted that so badly he was willing to look past the red flags, past the bad behavior.

He just wanted to love and be loved.

He wasn’t sure when he stopped caring if the men were kind or not.

After Trent, Carlos decided to keep it casual with his relationships. He never kicked them out of his place and usually made them breakfast or a snack afterward. They'd kiss him goodbye. Some would tell him, "See you later.” Carlos would decide if that would happen. He never 'fell' for them exactly, but occasionally he'd catch himself daydreaming of a date with one or something more. He'd quickly shake his thoughts away from that. Not anymore, not again. And it was like that for a while. He had accepted it.

So, when a Firefighter and his Fire Captain father move into town, Carlos doesn’t know what started going through his head. The minute his eyes lay on TK everything he had fought against since Trent, fights back. Something was so different about TK. From the beginning, Carlos could tell he was genuinely sweet. When he was new in town, he was friendly enough. TK wasn’t necessarily shy, possibly a little standoffish, but not in an intimidating way. He was always by his dad. Carlos remembers thinking something might've happened there. Or that it was just because his dad was the only person TK knew, and he didn't get to connect with the 126 yet.

The first time he saw TK was on a call. It was barely a few minutes, but since that first one, Carlos spent his time hoping the 126 would be there when he was out on the field.

One night they were on a call together. A baby was getting rescued from a tree. TK stood by him and put his hand on his shoulder as they anticipated the outcome. They both shared a sigh of relief as it was carried down to safety. Carlos didn't let TK know then, but he melted from the touch and silently begged for another when TK pulled away.

"He's a pretty impressive guy," Carlos said.

"He's my dad," TK answered.

Carlos watched as TK looked at his dad, proud.

Carlos had tried at first to keep his thing with TK casual like the rest of the men (and like he talked about with TK), but TK just had this strong pull on him from the start.

TK is nothing like Trent. TK wanted love; he was just hurt so extraordinarily by it. He knew TK was different, even when he asked TK why he was “acting so crazy” that night. He didn't let himself see that there was something else when he mentioned their dinner 'wasn't a marriage proposal' because he convinced himself this was someone else he drove away.

But TK came back to him. Maybe it was fate that he worked that night and was the one to let TK go at the station. Or perhaps someone of higher power was throwing both of them a bone.

After Trent, Carlos never thought the neck he kissed as part of a hookup would be the same neck he now finds comfort in. TK needs Carlos as much as Carlos needs him. They both are each other's second chance at love.

"Hey," Carlos asks TK one night, long after they became established boyfriends. They turned the TV off an hour or so ago. Both were tired of trying to find something to watch. TK opened a magazine soon after. Carlos was reading some of it over his shoulder as TK lay between Carlos' legs.

"Hm?" TK calls out, not sure if he should close the magazine yet or not.

"If I ever," Carlos waits, unsure if he wants to bring it up. TK starts to lean his head back toward Carlos, but Carlos stares straight ahead. "If I ever dote on you too much, will you tell me?"

"What?" TK asks as he closes the magazine. Carlos can feel him move under him as he tries to turn around, but Carlos still stares at the wall.

"Like if I annoy you with that stuff...?"

"What stuff?" TK asks. Carlos' grip is lost on TK as he now faces him. "Loving me?" TK tries to say lightly, but he can tell by Carlos' face that he's serious.

"Am I too much sometimes?" Carlos asks. He finally looks down and makes eye contact with TK. He has some relief at TK's confused face.

"You're not too much, Carlos," TK assures him. "Who made you think that?" TK reaches to palm Carlos' hair as he stares into his beautiful brown eyes.

Carlos smiles warmly and shakes his head. "No one important." He leans his head into TK's touch and welcomes the soft kiss TK plants on his lips.

Any memories of Trent or the men before him wash away as TK leans back into Carlos’ body, fitting together as if they are one.

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I've heard them say it okay about him and we have a documented a few times that they call him uncle and he's the man from Uncle and they call him other things too like father and friend and he is the inheritance and the master race who is the makers of the toys and tools that harness and gouges and you're wrong Trump you know all the stuff and you won't shut your face you know what happened that day now he's standing on the stick in stow he was standing there with it and you left cuz you thought it was a gun or something and I was saved and pulled off the tree and he didn't see it and someone had him go up at that angle and I think it was Mac and he does too and George helped and just wait for your prize little s*** you're doing this s*** head stuff all the time you couldn't let it go so you call them over to your house and you wanted to chase after him and hit him with a stick cuz you heard it was a stick and you brought the big one cuz that was the one that was left for some reason you found it he says and our friend says he took it somehow and there's a story there so he's chasing after him with a stick and the stick was in his pants and we think it scratch them and blood came out and he fed on him and he stopped the motorcycle and it hurt him and so he's stuck there and Jackie karate AKA Trump the big mouth I left the woods but it was because of what happened in stow the second incident was behind Hastings elementary in westborough and we don't like you Trump doing the stupid s*** you do it wasn't Kenny Wong and it might have been he says it's not really complex for them and they were in stow and the Vietnamese were there and you say they do nothing and you blame him and he's messing you up and so are we and you have to stop doing it it says he doesn't care and you're not an agent that's recognized it is you're not qualified and you really aren't none of us are and we don't want to say it but he says it every time because you go away for a while and he needs you to go away we need you to go away you will not shut your mouth will you you're going to have to because I'm going to write you up and yeah tomorrow you're getting fired hopefully completely as a trustee we don't want you near us. You're rotten liar and you're a traitor to us the trailtor to our kind.

Now this movie makes sense and it says he says there's a bunch of ent on New Zealand but there not the same as venom and he thinks the sticks are venom

He goes to westborough seeking the letters and it was more than one person that wrote to him and stuffed it in there as a matter of fact he found a pile of them and we think the one from our friend and Dave are in his pocket and you can see the letters say things like f*** you and you suck your immortal already we see her colors and they're wrong they're all written down there you guys finally getting it what our friend wrote was touching it says something like and you can't see it and all the same and you're standing out you're taking massive abuse and I can't stand you and that's what it is it's in the song it says so you're oppressed you can't take it out on me and we said too and doesn't help you so you say you have something against these monsters that they form the head or something on your body and it doesn't work that way or that you mutated ahead because you are possessed and he says that is really not enough the human genome in you and there's no gray matter and it has to be assisted with us and you started all this stupid s*** to try and get out of that and it didn't do anything and he says no it did something it saved me from this idiot many times what he says from capture from getting harmed and spend the venom and maybe some Ent and they're saying it's mostly venom just like the shark is and it's at fisherman's pier and they saw what you were doing and wanted a picture before it left and one taken by him and he's saying he's going to grab the thing and that's what he's trying to do with Sam and he's trying to threaten here to grab it and he ends up losing it and it ends up almost killing his son completely and possessing him and holding him inside and killing a lot of people becoming Landshark and killing a lot more people and you're all idiots and mean to him and he's glad I'm trying something and I have a plan it's kind of heinous and evil a bit that it's not nothing anyone on the street Jason good for you go to Garth's house he lives like a slob like you and you guys live like s*** over there Stan it's gross he said the bathroom is not that bad so keeping your shorts and Stan is laughing they have to argue about it no. Truth is you're messing with these creatures for years because of your dumb idea and they're totally messing us up and I've been taking your stuff and probably time in New Zealand and boy you dumb is that a war with them and now your work you're going to be working with one and it's the same one that the internet the embeds were in

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So you're part of the story doesn't give me a right to talk about it

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Yes it does and shut down your lame stuff we're going to come and step on your head with something heavy

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Funny you're so passionate about cars Kaz. Because in our time, it's JAPAN who leads the world in car design and production. Hondas Subarus, Nissans, all coming from the Land of the Rising Sun. I'd say cars are your country's biggest export next to anime and weird sex toys

Well, we always had a reputation for reliable and well-made vehicles, so I'm totally glad we still have that reputation in your reality, except more widespread. Honestly, I'd never even thought of Japanese cars being exported at all. Usually, they are more confined around Japan, so you never hear news of Japanese exports, except for the anime stuff, but that's Midarai's topic.

Even though I like some raw engine power and the greasy smell of oil flowing through my veins, it's still not enough for me. Sure, a muscle car can take you at exhilarating speeds of about 80-132mph, and give you a thrill nowadays, but when that ride eventually ends, you don't feel the same kind of excitement or awesome factor that you felt before, y'know?

Same thing when it comes to airplanes, you feel that incredible excitement when you step aboard a flight, whether you're traveling or on official business, but when you arrive at your destination, you lose that sense of excitement and adventure that you once had. Don't get me wrong, I'm passionate about both, but there's a substantial lack of mystery and hunger for the unknown that I want to experience.

But when it comes to spaceships, they're automatically the best machines in history! No other machine has ever made me so pumped about being the Ultimate Mechanic. It's THE most freakin' badass thing I've seen in my life, and nothing generates this feeling of awesomeness than space travel.

Hmm.. interesting. Care to elaborate more on why you think rocketships are the ultimate machines?

Glady! To me, spaceships emphasize the three main principles of why I became a mechanic in the first place. First and foremost, it has some of the rawest and sickest power I've ever witnessed. Did you know that the maximum top speed of the Saturn V rocket that launched the Apollo 11 crew into orbit was around 25,000mph?! That's faster than a damm bullet, and it was using around 20 tons of fuel per second!

P-Per second?

Yep! The Second principle is that the total size of the damm thing was about 6.2 million pounds and 910kg! Which is the equivalent of 400 elephants! That rocket was the undisputed king of engine power and gigantic weight. Honestly, I'm still confused as to how the hell NASA managed to pull it all off without the rocket exploding in their face!

And the third, most fundamental principle of all is, that when I eventually get a girlfriend, I'd like to officially take her to observe the stars with me, because that's honestly the beauty of space exploration, besides venturing into the unknown. After all, the night sky looks absolutely beautiful from down here, but why enjoy seeing the view from down here, when you can observe it at the front?

But, uh, there's just one issue with that. It's that no matter how much hard work and effort I put into making such an awesome machine, there's no way I can give a chick a ride in one, especially inside a spaceship.

It's true...If you get motion sickness in a car, you'd have a really awful time inside a spaceship. But a fantasy is honesty very you, I guess. If you ever overcome motion sickness, I can totally imagine you riding a motorcycle with a girl.

Who knows? Maybe that girl will be willing to come aboard a spaceship with you someday, and you guys will be able to observe the glowing stars from within the galaxy itself.

...

So you think so too? I mean... it's normal... to think like that... right?

Why wouldn't it be normal? After all, that's the power of imagination. You can constantly invent and be creative with whatever's at your disposal, and conduct different ideas and theories than what the mainstream population believes in. After all, you have to be rather talented and innovative to become the Ultimate Mechanic, right?

I suppose...

#danganronpa #sdr2 #super danganronpa 2 #hajime hinata #kazuichi souda #a tale never told #dr #twlight syndrome arc #randdodraggo

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casspurrjoybell-27 · 6 months

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Claimed by the Beast - Chapter 20a

*Warning Adult Content*

Location - Part 1

- Knox -

The temptation for Knox to reach into his pocket and pull out his cell phone to text Finn for an update on Everett is at an all-time high.

Their most recent exchange had been late last night and according to Finn, Everett had barely left his new bedroom.

Josie occasionally stopped by to visit him but other than that, the boy had stayed put all day.

Knox reached out this morning for another update but Finn has yet to respond.

This sudden lack of communication could be innocent of course but there is also the possibility that something has gone terribly wrong.

"How do you think it's going in there?" Alvin appears beside Knox carrying a pack of cigarettes.

He pulls one out and lights it up, polluting the air with the acrid scent of tobacco that Knox is all too familiar with.

He used to hate the smell but it hardly bothers him now.

"Someone would have fired a shot by now if they weren't going to make a deal."

Knox pulls his gaze away from the imposing glass window of the Westside Rider's Body Shop.

He glances around the parking lot for the hundredth time, a nervous energy coursing through his veins that has nothing to do with today's meeting.

The parking lot is divided in half.

On one side, Oz's men stand still, not a lick of emotion on any of their faces, on the other side, The Fallen Angels stand by their motorcycles, their restlessness unnoticeable.

Both groups watch and wait under a heavy sense of anticipation, almost as if they're expecting an explosive confrontation to unfold at any moment.

The tension in the air is thick.

One wrong move is all it would take to set off a chain reaction of violence.

Fortunately for Knox, he doesn't have to get his hands bloody today.

Gavin and Oz exit the shop forty minutes later, both men laughing up a storm over something that's evidently hilarious as fuck.

Knox relaxes a little after Gavin waves a hand in his direction, signaling him to open the back of the van.

He complies, then two of Oz's men come over to load several duffel bags into the back of it, neither saying a word nor making any eye contact.

Knox prefers it to be this way, especially when it comes to doing business with new people.

He isn't out to make any friends and the sooner he gets this job done, the sooner he can get back to the clubhouse and check on Everett himself.

The past forty-eight hours felt more like four thousand and it doesn't help any that Finn has gone radio silent.

"That went a lot better than how I initially thought it would go," Gavin announces after Oz and his men depart the area.

The Fallen Angels climb onto their bikes and prepare to head off as well, but in the opposite direction.

"Y'all boys behave yourselves out here?"

"As best we could," Alvin smirks, taking another long drag of his cigarette. "Looked like you two made a lot of progress in there. Is he partnering up with us or are all these bags filled with toy guns?"

Gavin laughs.

"Half are real guns and the other half is 50K in cash. So, yeah, we're partners now. Said he couldn't continue to do business with people who failed so miserably at keeping his product safe, which means The Jackals are officially down one major client."

"Russell is in for a rude awakening if he hasn't already figured out what's happened," Alvin says.

He opens one of the bags and does a wolf-whistle upon seeing the massive mound of green bills stuffed inside.

"Man, I love this fucking job. Wouldn't change it for the world."

"You'd love it even more if you didn't always blow your cut on pussy and booze," Gavin teases. "But I'm certain Russell knows exactly what happened by now."

"He definitely knows."

Knox locks the van's doors and then pulls out his cell phone, quickly navigating to his inbox where he finds no new messages.

He maintains a neutral expression while pocketing the phone but on the inside, his worry twists into anger.

"Since we're on the topic of Russell, did you ask Oz about him and Ghost? Does he know anything?"

Gavin nods.

"Surprised the hell out of me."

"Well, shit. Sounds like we hit the fucking jackpot with this guy."

Alvin takes one final puff of his cigarette before throwing it on the ground and putting it out with his foot.

"What kind of information did he hand over and what did he want in exchange? We just got established with this guy, so no way is he out here doing good deeds for free."

"Of course he isn't," Knox mutters.

"He told me he's opening a second shop in a few months and he's going to need a washer to help clean the money that'll be coming in, so I gave him a few recommendations," Gavin says nonchalantly. "When I asked him about Russell and Ghost, he told me what I already knew, which is how they've been in hiding for the last few weeks. Then he told me about the last conversation he had with Russell."

"And what was that about?" Alvin asks.

"They were supposed to meet in person to do a drop-off, but Russell blew Oz off. Oz got pissed and demanded to know why," Gavin explains. "Russell told him about what had happened with Shaun, then he let it slip that he's been staying at his cabin trying to get his mind right while working on a plan that, in his words, would eradicate those responsible for Shaun's death."

"Hold on. You said a cabin?" Alvin questions, confused. "After Mason ran Ghost's information and we all rode out to look at his properties, they were just regular houses he'd abandoned. No cabin."

"We were wrong to assume Russell was staying with Ghost. I think it's the other way around," Gavin says. "Russell apparently has another property somewhere, this cabin but it isn't listed under his government name. He's either using an alias or the property belongs to someone else."

"We need to find Ghost," Knox adds, sounding impatient. "They're clearly lying low together. If we find him, then we find Russell and the cabin. We can finally put an end to this shit once and for all."

"You're right. The only problem we have now is tracking down a man who's quite literally living up to his name," Gavin replies. "But we can discuss this more as a group later. We've been in this shithole town for two days fucking around with Oz and I'm over it. I'm ready to get back to my woman and kid."

"Eh, I'll happily go out on another trip if it means getting fifty thousand in exchange," Alvin laughs. "But you're right, this place is a shithole. And it's too fucking quiet. Where are all the people? I've only seen a handful of folks out walking around."

"Who gives a shit? Let's just get the fuck out of here and go home."

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