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#''u sure u aren't even a little regretful? you don't act like you would just kill people for no reason...''
worstloki · 2 years
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[Loki being banished to Earth after Avengers 1]
Thor: he didn't mean to do it!
Loki: I definitely meant to do it
Thor: He had good intentions--
Loki: I had the absolute worst intentions
Thor: he's sorry--
Loki: Not at all
Thor: I'm sure he's learnt his lesson--
Loki: I'll do it again
Thor: HE'LL LEARN--
Loki: WON'T
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thotsforvillainrights · 3 months
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Hi how are u and your baby? I hope the baby inherits your beauty darling 🤭. I watch the video where in the Korea funfair have like those spinning thing (I think it disco pang pang it kind of match making people who ride) and they go with their crush. How all of the villain reacts (you can do either it lov or shie hassaikai or mla only) when the reader who sit across from them and falls on their laps while the host (the host who controlling that thing is a devil himself) intentionally moving that thing making the reader bouncing on their crotch.
Thank you so much and I hope u, your husband and your baby stay healthy as always ❤️❤️❤️
(I wish I could handle the rides like that! The videos always seem like so much chaos but I've been doomed to only handle like 2 fair rides and that's it lol. Anyway, I'll just take this as a cue for the MLA, thanks!)
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-ReDestro: A fair? Sure why not! To be honest, growing up the way he did means he missed out on a lot of things other kids got to do. Rich kids problems weren't bad, don't get him wrong. It's just that he has a lot of regrets when it comes to this kind of thing. That's why when you invite him to go to one, he absolutely agrees on the spot. Overlooking the fact that he ALSO has a crush on you too by the way...Anyhow, he's up in age but fit for a man like himself. Fair rides (as long as they aren't too crazy) is something he figures he can handle. It's the current situation you both found yourselves in that leaves him a bit speechless and embarrassed as well. He likely apologizes profusely after the ride is over. He knows it's not his fault the operator was a maniac, but he still apologizes regardless of the situation. You calm down and let him know it's all good, but the two of you take a long break from rides for the rest of the night and instead opt for eating and watching magic shows.
-Curious: Oh a fair? She's in for sure. As someone who spends majority of her time shopping and doing spa days for fun, this should be a nice little mix up for her. You're just busy silently panicking that your crush actually agreed to go with you on this unofficial date! You're hoping she can't tell you've got a huge crush on her by the way you've been acting all night. Even though she may or may not be able to tell, the ride operator on the spinning wheel sure as hell could. He decided to take this and use it to his advantage to either help you or perhaps completely degrade you. You suspect it's the second option. Although you're mortified right now, at least she's laughing at it and having fun.
-Trumpet: There is a 98% chance that if he's your crush then you're probably his crush too. Honestly, the two of you have a weird relationship where you might as well be dating but not quite official. Neither of you has made a move...unless you count tonight. You asked him to go with you to the fair and you wouldn't believe how fast the man said yes. In fact, he was already slipping on a good pair of walking shoes and heading out the door to meet you. It's always nice spending time with Koku since he doesn't really ever judge you and always seems to listen to whatever you have to say. He's a good conversationalist. He's kind to you, understanding, a little annoying sometimes but you can handle it. Tonight would've been a great night to confess how you feel about each other had it not been for that meddlesome ride operator embarrassing the shit out of you by causing you to bounce on his lap for a minute straight...I'm sure you'll get around to it eventually lol
-Skeptic: It's so funny to think about because he really likes you too but hasn't confessed it and likely won't for another damn year or so. The reason why he's accused of liking you is because he's caught doing a lot of stuff with you that he would never agree to for other people (not even Rikiya himself). He's over your place 90 percent of the time to the point where he might as well damn move in with you. He's always going to lunch with you, meeting you out when you run errands, going with you to the movies etc. When you asked him to the fair, he didn't bat an eye. Well...he complained of course because it's him of all people, but he still didn't wait to go. He's not too keen on fairs and carnivals. He just wants to eat fruit in an overpriced cup or maybe a funnel cake but not much else. He hates the smell of the animals, the overstimulation of the noises and the lights, the overcrowding, it goes and on. He'd rather die than admit that he's happy just to be here with you (because he is). You convince him to get on one ride only and that it won't be so bad, you promised! Oh how wrong you were. This particular ride left him with a blood red face, and some other aspects he dare not mention. He was probably flustered for a good long time after that, but he won't admit he went home and dreamed about it later that night. Oh my!
-Geten: Fair? What's the point of it? Oh well, he's got nothing else going on anyway. He's done all his training for the day and ReDestro convinced him it would be a good idea to just get out and have some fun for once in a while (the old man knew you had a crush on Geten of course. He was playing cupid lol). So Geten goes with you and tries to get into it while he's there. He considers you a close friend but doesn't ever really express it too often. He of course pays for your food and whatever else you want while you're there. He even uses his meta ability to cheat at fair games and get you a prize. He hates being told it's not allowed so it might've partly been done to spite the fair workers. The only complaint you might've had was the way he was fussing at the damn ride operator to stop the ride so you would stop bouncing on his lap. He sounded extremely angry and his face was definitely covered in a deep blush. You don't get time to be embarrassed due to having to stop him from trying to kill the man when the ride ends. It's unclear of whether or not you two get kicked out later that night. It likely depends on how strong you think you are at stopping a pysical altercartion betwen Geten and the operator.
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becca-e-barnes · 2 years
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heyyyy becca i’m back with beefy bucky thoughts <3 i found a photo (which i’ll send after this) and oh,, my god 🙂 imagine riling him up bc you know it’ll end with him overstimming u with his hand around your throat i’m dizzy - 🌙
The painfully sexy photo in question:
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The switch in me isn't sure if I'm more jealous of Bucky getting to press Steve against a wall or Steve who gets to be pressed against the wall by Bucky 🥵
Because the thought of being a handful just so you piss him off to the point where he's totally feral is far too hot.
Maybe you've been a total brat since the moment you got up that morning. You've been as difficult as possible, giving him the most infuriating responses and being downright ignorant when he asks you something.
So by the time he's got you alone, he's seething at how defiant you've been with him. He's spent all day with his jaw clenched, watching you defy him so openly, planning exactly how he's going to ruin you when he gets you home.
The second the front door closes behind you, he's on you but not with his lips like he usually would be. No, instead he's forcefully pressing you back against the wall, his huge frame towering over you. He doesn't miss your little squeak of delight and he huffs out a mocking laugh because you're getting exactly what you wanted.
"What the fuck was all that today, princess?" He grunts, an edge of anger behind the feigned evenness in his voice.
"What was what?" You ask innocently, meeting his gaze with every ounce of defiance you have left.
"You know goddamn well what I'm talking about." He whispers, running one hand up the inside of your thigh, under your dress. "Ha. I shoulda known you were getting off on being a little bitch. Guess you need me to remind you who the fuck this little cunt belongs to, hm? You want daddy to pin you down and fuck you, sweetheart? You wanna cry for me? Cause kitten, you aren't getting a single damn thing you want tonight. I don't care how sweet you beg. You've got your safe word and unless I hear it, I'm not slowing down no matter what. Not stopping until every last disobedient thought is fucked out of that silly little head of yours. Am I clear?" His fingers never stop teasing over the lace of your panties, realising that the presence of your underwear alone was another act of defiance.
You consider his proposition for a moment, trying not to squirm against his talented fingers. Why give in so easily? Especially when it'll be so much more fun to keep being bratty a little while longer.
"Go fuck yourself, daddy." You whisper, watching his eyes and it looks like he's seen red. His free hand clasps around your throat, his fingers still stroking your clit with a practiced ease and it's embarrassing that you're right on the edge already.
"Say that one more time, sweetheart. Say it again. I fucking dare you." He whispers, watching your face with a smirk on his lips.
You can't quite manage the words over the pleasure. The gentle pressure of his hand on your neck leaves you tingling pleasantly, the fingers between your legs are working their magic and the thrill of the trouble you're in has adrenaline coursing through your body.
"That's what I fucking thought." Bucky whispers after a second, speeding his filthy movements, leaving you sobbing as you cum. Your whole body feels electric, the pleasure almost making you see stars.
"You're gonna regret this, honey. I'm gonna fucking make sure of it." He whispers, ruining the end of your orgasm when his fingers stop, throwing you over his shoulder and carrying you to the bedroom.
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mainveyn · 3 years
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《 unspoken love 》 suna rintarou x reader
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wc : 1.3k
genre : soft angst that u guys can handle :)
a/n : finding a divider that match w the picture is much harder than i thought 
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series : silent love ▪︎ unspoken love ▪︎ nebulous love ▪︎ ardent love
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practice was already over about an hour ago, but you insisted on staying back for free practice by yourself. your captain and teammates are concerned to have you clean up the gym all by yourself but you reassured them. after all, you need to stay back late enough to not cross paths with suna on your way to the school gate. surprisingly, you heard from his teammates that he went home quite early since the past few weeks but you didn't question it. you probably knew the reason already. 
even so, you still tried to avoid him at all costs. you didn't show up at your usual spot for lunch nor did you walk past his classroom anymore. he texted you daily but your replies are short and uninformative at all. you knew he probably noticed it but if he is not mentioning anything, you think it's better this way.
but it's not, not when you missed his presence so much. you missed those days when he walked you home and held your hands to cross the street. you missed him stealing food from your bento when he lied that he only brought chuupet for lunch. you missed him telling you to drop by his class and ask you to tutor him before he has to take an english test in the next two hours. you didn't realize he had involved himself in your life that much that you can never get him out of the picture anymore.
you regret for missing out all the opportunity to clarify your doubt with him. as much as you loved this wordless relationship with him, you didn't expect it'd throw you into the trouble of wandering to yourself just what exactly are you and suna. is he just being nice? does he only think of you as a friend? yeah, you should've asked while you had the chance. but now you can only imagine him rejecting your love when he already have someone in his heart.
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the walk to your clubroom was pretty dreadful but you still dragged your feets toward it. the hallways are really quiet and peaceful now, which used to be your favourite place to take a stroll. but now you want nothing more than to quickly change out of your sweaty jersey and go home. you’re reminded of how you're totally off game today in practice as your mind only wanders around the memories of him. disappointment is just an understatement because you can't believe you're losing both the most important person in your life and the sport that you took pride in.
your hand stopped at the doorknob as you lifted your head to stop the tears that were threatening to fall, taking deep breaths in the process. you gave yourself a few minutes to steady your breathing before putting up a facade, trying to act normal again. as if god hates you right now, you caught someone round the corners of the hallway and halted a few metres away from you. and it's definitely the person that you didn't want to see right now. 
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"hey," his gaze focused on you entirely, retrieving one of his hands from his pockets to wave at you. you merely gave him a side glance and faked a smile at him. "i'm gonna go get changed first. bye su-" "i'll wait for you," he cuts you off with his unfaltered stare as if he is telling you he won't take no for an answer. you could feel your shoulders tensed up at his stern tone but you knew you can't run from him now.
you didn't expect a confrontation would happen so soon nor are you good at it too so you find yourself shrinking under his stares. an exasperated sigh from you made him move closer to you, but he stopped as you turned to face him fully now. "you don't have to. aren't you supposed to be home early today?" you decided to go against him today, so that it's easier for you to reject his kind offer in the future. you insist it's better this way.
suna averted his eyes to the side for a moment before quickly bringing his eyes back to trace your feature. you didn't look angry or uncomfortable but he didn't miss the sadness swirling in the reflection of your orbs. "did i...make you upset or something? i don't remember i did anything but," he rubbed the nape of his neck out of nervousness before he continued.
“i’m sorry if i did. so stop avoiding me already," his stoic expression remains but you perfectly captured his emerald eyes laced with concern. he did nothing wrong and yet he is here apologizing because he is worried about you. you really didn't have the heart to push him away. probably never.
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everything seems normal, like how you guys used to. you both walked in silence, except for the fact that your heart is getting heavier at each step you take. you two walked past the same convenience store, it's neon light sign lightened up the street in the dark just like every other night. suna stood in front of the same junction, eyes scanning for any cars even though the lights flashed green for you both to cross. he does it every time, making sure it's safe for you to cross before offering his hand for you to hold. you expected it so you walked ahead of him, not giving him any chance to do that.
you didn't notice you start picking up your pace as the distance to your house is getting closer. but you do after you feel a firm tug from the sleeve of your jacket. suna gave you an unamused look, but you tried to feint innocence and told him "i'm reallyyyy tired today! just wanna get home and rest." you hoped your smile was convincing enough.
you stiffened at the sight of his annoyed expression because he obviously doesn't believe it. you almost regret letting him into your life too much that he can read you so easily. he didn’t spare you a second and grabbed your hand instantly, ignoring that you tried to retract it and only held his grip on you firmly. the warmth from his palm is so comforting yet it hurts. but you’d exchange anything for his touch, including your heart. 
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for the first time, the silence surrounding you two is unbearable. your house is just right in front you, yet he has no intention of letting go. you didn’t have the courage to speak up, just silently giving him side glances. suna looked up to the sky like he was thinking of something to say. you noticed his lips trembled a little so you squeezed his hand, trying to get his attention.
“what’s wrong, suna?” you whispered softly but he still remained in the same position. at this point, you loved him too much that you can’t leave him alone even though you’re hurting under his presence. even if you can’t be with him, you want him to be happy.
he turned to you swiftly, shifting both of his palms to your cheek now and pulled you in closer. you hitched at the sight of his face being just inches away as you balled your fist on his jacket. “y/n,” you watch his eyes drooped into a pleading look, his forehead touching yours now with so much affection. you didn't know what to expect, but you could feel he held back all the words he wanted to tell you before moving away with his shoulders slumped in defeat.
“there’s an important match tomorrow,” he said with his gaze on the floor, shoving his hand into his pocket to hide his nervousness. if you think you’re the only one who is afraid of rejection, then you’re wrong. because suna is afraid too, at least for now. 
“will you come and watch me tomorrow?” you can never say no, not even your heartache will allow you to do so.
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reblogs are very much appreciated <3
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The Assasin and the Caretaker Part 3
Part 1, Part 2
Warnings: car crash, stitching wounds, gunshots, starvation, injury description, death treat(non verbal) and death mention, alcohol
Caretaker felt a lurch as Assasin suddenly made a sharp U-turn right in the dead center of the highway. Car horns blared and a small pileup formed in the other lane. Caretaker peeked out the window and saw that the SUV was amongst the pileup. They breathed a sigh of relief.
"You 'kay back there?" Assasin asked quickly.
"Fine!" Caretaker said back and turned their attention back to Villain. Gosh, they looked horrible with pale, nearly transparent, skin and sunken in eyes. Like a corpse, Caretaker realized. Maybe they were. Maybe they were in that stage between life and death. Caretaker's breath hitched in their throat. This was their fault. If they did not turn Villain in, they would've healed just fine. It would've taken a month at most to recover. But now? Now it would take several months, even years to fully recover. The physical recovery would be brutal and the mental recovery? Caretaker's brow creased. Who knows what Supervillain did to them. Their body wounds could only show so much...
Caretaker did not realize that their hand was softly holding Villain's lifeless one until they felt a weak pressure on it.
"V-villain?" Caretaker murmured and reached their free hand over to feel for a pulse. It was faint, but there and steady.
"Mm," Villain mumbled. Their face twitched and they squirmed weakly around.
"What's going on back there?" Assasin asked, their voice tense.
"Villain is waking up, I think," Caretaker replied and put a tentative hand out to steady Villain.
"No, no, no, no..." Villain murmured, barely above a whisper as they started struggling even stronger. Some of their barely healed wounds begun to bled.
"Hey, hey," Caretaker soothed. They reached over for their first aid kit and grabbed a cloth and gauze pad. Softly, they dabbed at the trickles of blood.
"Wha-wha you," Villain breathed hoarsely. Caretaker's gaze shot to Villain's sickly face. Their eyes were wide open and staring at Caretaker in fear.
Caretaker stopped what they were doing and met Villain's gaze. They hoped their eyes showed kindness, or mercy, anything. Anything that would make Villain believe that they were on their side. That it wasn't their fault. But it is my fault, Caretaker reminded themselves bluntly.
It must've been something in their demeanor or eyes because Villain jerked their head upwards so that their neck was arched. Their chest heaved as fear settled. Caretaker sighed.
"I'm not gonna hurt you," Caretaker whispered and rubbed Villain's shoulder which only caused them to erupt into a terrified frenzy.
The sudden fast movement seemed to exhaust Villain. They slumped back onto the floor of the car, silent and staring upwards. Caretaker gently lifted their head and readjusted it to relieve the tension.
"Why-" Villain stopped, opening and closing their mouth as if they had more to say but couldn't get it out. Their hand slowly went to their bruised throat. The second their fingers brushed against the injured skin, they gasped and white electricity shot out of their hands.
"Villain!" Caretaker screeched. They froze. What do they do? They had no magic whatsoever to stop the flood of power.
"Assasin!" Caretaker yelled next. "They are-"
"I know, I know!" Assasin yelled back. "Grab their wrists, make sure not to get in the way of the electricity, and press them into their body. Okay? I'ma pull over..."
Caretaker, without hesitation, carefully grabbed Villain's wrists (which brought more struggling). They slid their hands down to the elbows and pressed them into Villain's chest.
A few scary seconds ticked by. Caretaker felt a strange tingling feeling through their veins, but they ignored it. Soon, Villain's stressed struggles ceased and their body went lax. Caretaker slowly let go off their arms, noting the white and red pattern that their fingers left.
Villain sniffled. "I wanna... wanna..." their voice trailed off as their head lolled to the side. "I... Hero..."
"Hero is... okay," Caretaker assured them, internally punishing themselves for lying. But it was for their own good. If they found out that Hero was so concussed that they were acting like a child... Caretaker didn't want to have to deal with that.
"Supervillain," Villain whispered, their eyes watery. "Don't..."
Caretaker furrowed their forehead and places the back of their head on Villain's forhead. Warm, but not hot enough to be a fever.
The back door suddenly opened. Caretaker didn't even realize that they parked.
"Hand them to me," Assasin said, half-way leaning into the car. Caretaker picked up Villain's body and gave them to the waiting Assasin.
"Hmm thanks," Assasin said. Suddenly their hand shot to their belt and they revealed a gun.
Caretaker swore their heart stopped beating for a second or two. Their eyes took in the situation. Assasin had Villain and was keeping Caretaker away with a gun. A gun, Caretaker said to themselves. They slowly raised their hands.
"I can't trust anyone," Assasin explained. Their voice was taut with pride and releif. But there was something else, regret maybe? Caretaker wanted to sink into the ground. Gosh, they felt betrayed. How could Assasin do this? Without them, they wouldn't have Villain in their evil, manipulating grasp to begin with. They wanted to retort, say something nasty, but their voice only croaked.
"Then why?" Caretaker managed, their voice shaky. A single motion of Assasin's finger and they would be dead. That wasn't really a nice thought...
"I'm sorry," Assasin said, with something in their tone. Caretaker just hoped it was sincerity.
And they pressed the trigger.
Three months earlier:
Assasin watched the rebels in fear. There were seven of them sitting around a fire, drinking alcohol to their heart's content.
"You know the rules Assasin," Supervillain's voice boomed in their ears. "You get rid of who I tell, when I want it, and without any question."
"Yes," Assasin whispered out loud.
"Then why won't you do it?" Supervillain asked next.
"That's my business," Assasin had answered. Why did they ever think they could sass Supervillain? Why couldn't they be mature and hold their tongue? Why did things have to be this way?
Assasin slammed the ground a little to loudly, causing the rebels to look their direction. They froze. It was now or never.
Assasin stepped out of their hiding spot and faced the rebels, gun in hand.
"Who are you?" One of them asked, possibly the leader. He had a black patch over his right eye that completed his pirate look of a long gray beard and thick hair to top it with. His face was unnaturally tanned compared to his pale hands.
"Put your hands up!" Assasin ordered. It sounded ridiculous, given the circumstances. The rebels must've thought so too because they laughed.
"You aren't the only one with a gun, Assasin," the leader spat. In one fluid motion, Assasin was on the ground with a bleeding torso.
"Hmph," Pirate-guy loomed over Assasin's fallen figure. "Pity..."
"Leave," Assasin mustered all their strength and aimed it at Pirate-guy. They felt themselves making their way into the guys head, but it was quickly blocked by an experienced person's will.
Pirate-guy's face contorted into something like... realization? Assasin couldn't tell through the fog of pain.
"Healer!" Pirate-guy yelled suddenly. Healer? Assasin asked themselves. Healer, like a doctor? Don't hope yet Assasin, don't bring your hopes up yet...
Suddenly, a woman was looming over them now. This time, the rebel was pressing against their stomach. Assasin tensed, waiting for the pain, but only gentleness came.
Assasin watched as blue light streamed from the lady's hands and into the gunshot wound. They squirmed and bit back a scream as the ripped flesh melted itself back together.
"Gah, stop," Assasin gasped the same second that the lady stopped her magic.
Assasin looked down and saw that the bleeding out wound was now a white scar. They looked up in confusion at the lady and Pirate-guy.
"You are one of us," the lady said, slightly breathless.
"I'm not a rebel," Assasin pointed out, immediately regretting it. They flinched, awaiting the next damage inflicting blow. They thought of the last time they sassed someone. It cost them a week being drugged with a power suppressor and locked in a frigid cell.
"Not yet," Pirate-guy mused and helped Assasin to their feet.
The day before the rescue:
The lady, Healer, stood in front of Assasin with Pirate-guy by her side.
"Bring this Villain to me," Healer ordered. Assasin nodded and turned around ready to break both Villain and Hero out of Supervillain's torture center.
"Oh yeah, and Assasin?" Pirate-guy spoke up.
"Yes?"
"Just Villain. No one else."
That's fine, Assasin thought. That's why I have Caretaker.
"Because," Healer said, repeating her infamous quote, "Don't trust anyone."
Don't trust anyone non-magical.
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spicyizuku · 3 years
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— "𝙎𝙞𝙩, 𝘽𝙤𝙮!"
pairing: pro hero! sub!bakugou katsuki x dom!reader
genre: smut
summary: bakugou tries to take his anger out on you and accidentally calls you out of your name. You snap and quickly turn the tables.
warnings: smut, humiliation (directed towards bakugou), name calling, the word b*tch (MULTIPLE times), choking, mentions of pet play (kinda), fighting for dominance (kinda)
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A/N: hi i wanted to write abt bratty sub bakugou but this actually just turned into an awakening of a humiliation kink and self indulgence 😳 it cuts off right before the actual sex bc i dont know how to write that- but enjoy!!
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All week somethings been weighing him down. You know it has to be something from work but he won't tell you anything- it's like he froze you out. There's no eye contact for days. Everyday when he comes home from work he mumbles a quick greeting before disappearing into your bedroom. He's grumpy whenever he comes out for lunch. The insults he never really means start to become more frequent. You've had days like this before- and you knew it was only a certain amount of time before katsuki would need you to force him down.
The lack of conversion only annoys you a bit, but then he also stops doing his chores. The dishes are always piled high in the sink and he's starting to leave clothes everywhere like a fuckin teenager. One day you even found a broken vase on the floor, abandoned. His actions are seriously starting to piss you off.
And you know he's doing some of this on purpose- acting out to receive something that will let him out of his head, something that will finally calm the storm in him. He doesn't know how to ask to be brought down from his high horse. His pride stops him from asking for help. You know Bakugou just needs some time where he doesn't make all the decisions. He needs time where all he has to focus on is listening and being good. So, You try to wait for him to finally come to you, not bringing up his disobedience for days. If he needs something, he should learn to ask.
But the last straw is when he calls you a bitch. It slips out so effortlessly. You can see the regret in his eyes as soon as he says it, but you don't even give him time to apologize.
You immediately have a hand wrapped around his neck as a warning. You force him backwards until you can hear his back thud against the drywall. Your boyfriend's eyes widen in shock, but in less than a second the expression is gone- replaced by an angry snarl and a hand tightly gripping your forearm. He practically growls at you, so your hold gets tighter and you press your knee in between his legs. It gets a barely concealed whine out of him. You love this part of the game; humoring him in a fight you know he's going to lose. He always loses.
"When you act like a dog I'm going to treat you like one." You hiss out, applying pressure with your thigh to make your statement stick. His hold on your arm loosens as you two make eye contact for a second. The tension in the room is thick. You think you finally have him, but his gaze once again returns to the floor.
“You've really been testing my patience this week." You say.
There's a long pause as you wait for him to speak. He still hasn't said a word. It's time for you to switch up your approach- you aren't getting enough of the reaction you want.
“You've been so bad, Katsuki. What happened? You were doing so well for me last week." Cooing, your free hand gently caresses his cheek. The quick change in your demeanor leaves him dizzy. The patronizing tone in your voice and your hand collaring his neck gets him hot; an uncomfortable heat pools in the pit of his stomach: arousal.
“You know you can always tell me what you need, baby boy. Now look at you- destroying my home like some untrained mutt. Is that what you are? A bitch?"
He feels.. embarrassed. Ashamed that he let himself spiral so far without telling you. It makes him squirm, but his movements only make him accidentally rub his arousal on your leg. That in addition to your name calling makes him pant with need. He wants to reach out and touch you, but he knows it'll cause more trouble. He locks his arms behind his back, ignoring the sparking caused by the sweat pooling in his palms.
"Answer me, right now."
“I'm not.." He finally speaks, cheeks getting impossibly hotter as he trails off. Intimidation fills him as he rocks back and forth on his feet. Bakugou's voice is uncharacteristically soft. He never thought he'd have to defend himself like this. No one's ever had the nerve to degrade him. It's always been Katsuki doing the bullying. He secretly doesn't want the humiliation to stop.
He believes it's a secret, that is.
There's something dark in your eyes as you frown at him. It feels like you're looking down on him even though he's taller than you.
"You are what I say you are." My god, He thinks. I sure am.
"You should know by now; only good boys have a say in how they're treated." You pull your hand away from his face. He leans forward, chasing your touch. His eyes are glassy as he slowly tears up. The anger in him dissipated a long time ago- fuck, he can't even remember what he was so worked up for. All he wants is you, your touch. All that's going on in his head is you, you, you- and all you've done is humiliate him a little to put him in his place.
Once he nods at your words you know you've finally got Katsuki where you want him. It'll be easy to meet his every need now that he's not fighting against you. When you're done with him, you'll do aftercare together and then he'll return to his regular, sarcastic self. It's easier for him to talk to you after the high of subspace has faded.
But you're too busy thinking about the future when all Bakugou can think about is you- he's still in the same position, only slightly slumped against the wall. He wants you to let go off his neck just to smash his lips against yours but at the same time he doesn't. Don't let go of him, he could stay like this forever and fuck- when did he start grinding against your leg? He doesn't remember- but he just can't stop.
You pull your leg away.
"No- please..." Bakugou cries out, his only relief being taken away from him. You make a face of disgust towards him and he almost sobs, getting impossibly harder. He needs more.
"Poor baby.. look at you, crying all over yourself. And you're getting off on this, aren't you?" Your hold on him loosened over time. His head falls forward, hair covering up his face as he nods jerkily in response.
"Disgusting. Like a mutt in heat-" Your words cloud his head and he moans softly at them. You finally let go of his neck and he buries his face into yours, fat tears roll down his face because of the humiliation and lack of stimulation.
You shove your hand down his pants and run it along the waistband of his briefs, your other hand running up and down his back before finally making its way up to his hair. "Are you finally going to tell me what you need? Hm? Like a good boy?" He jolts as you snap the band against his skin.
“Yes! Please- I'll.. I'll be good. I'm sorry! I'm so so sorry." he cries. You pet your boyfriend's hair in reply before letting go to guide him to your shared bedroom.
“There’s my baby- c’mon, let me make you feel good.” You give him a genuine smile. His cheeks heat up and he's restless, the mix of praise and degradation is doing things for him. He's still sniffling like a baby.
You follow behind him as he practically runs, rushing to pull his shirt off over his head simultaneously. You walk slower just to tease him.
“Who's the bitch now?"
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uwuch9n · 3 years
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hey person !! today i'll be writing some 2AM sugawara fluff because i'm bored and not tired :D hope u enjoy reading !
characters: sugawara & nb y/n (self insert or oc)
warnings or possible triggers: hands are touched, making out, neck being grabbed (not aggressively!!,) suga and y/n both tear up, goosebumps, a confession, & hugging ! please do not continue reading if any of these things could trigger any unwanted reactions ! maybe the next time i write some fluff or sfw fanfics you’ll be able to read ‘em !
picnic date after practice.
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you watch sugawara, asahi, and daichi all laughing and messing around after practice, while kageyama and hinata do their gay little thing. you've been watching them play for the longest time, cheering them on in the crowd, and now that you're in the official karasuno volleyball team, you can't even believe how pretty sugawara actually is up close. or how good they cooperate in the team, that too. sugawara caught your attention the most though, and you knew exactly what it was. his beautiful smile and his soothing voice. though he's never actually talked to you as anything more than a teammate, you felt as though he was just.. special.
of all the boys in the volleyball team, or even in the entirety of karasuno, sugawara was the one you really would like to know the most.
that's when you finally snap out of your little fantasy world and realize that THE sugawara is walking up to you with the biggest smile. you start to tense up, obviously. you've been crushing on him since when..? ever since you saw him? yeah.
"hey there y/n ! i got a question for you, if you don't mind taking a few minutes to talk!" he says enthusiastically. woah. sugawara knows your name and wants to talk to you. SUGAWARA. WANTS. TO. TALK. TO. YOU. and he knows your name.
"wh- yeah sure i've got all day! what's up?" you say acting like this was totally cool with you and you totally weren't just thinking about him. his smile doesn't leave his face, in fact it only grows bigger. he seemed glad that you were free all day. you just didn't know why he was so happy about it.
"awesome ! well i was trying to reach you yesterday but i guess you aren't the type to pick up random numbers are you," he giggled, "i should've messaged you instead... but anyway! i wanted to talk to you about your blocking.. it's really impressive. and i just wanted to say that for a new addition to our team, you really are very skilled. and im so proud of you for that y/n! but im getting off track here aren't i.." he rambled on and on about how impressed he was by you and how he wanted to get to know you better. you sat there flustered and shocked, but still willing to listen to every compliment he threw at you.
his rambling continued and you are able to understand all of it, but then you hear him ask you... a very WATTPAD-ESQUE question.
"i was wondering if maybe you wanted to go on a little picnic date with me so that we could talk about the team.. or if you'd like, talk about each other! whatever you want, i'll make sure to make it happen and-" you cut him off. "MHM! let's totally do it!! i'm so down !! SO PUMPED !! woohOOO! i would love that !!" you blabber out excitedly.
"awe great! when would you like to go? like in a few minutes?? maybe tomorrow? i mean we could go get dressed at home and then bring all the supplies and stuff and meet up at a park if you're fine with it! i'll send you the address of my favorite park.. here lemme just..."he proposed while reaching for his phone. you nod in agreement and both of you exchange numbers, giving each other nicknames in the contact list.
fast forward; you two are already at the park, setting up the picnic spot. (i know im lazy im sorryy)
"alright doll, would you mind bringing over the food basket i set up for us? it's right- yeah right there!" he giggled as you quickly pointed at where it was while he was mid-sentence. he brushed off any unnecessary leaves and dirt on the picnic blanket, and sat down, moving around the food items and snacks to make the setup look cuter and more enjoyable. you finally finish bringing over all the snacks you brought from home and set them down, organizing them alongside suga.
"is that a separate bowl of konpeitō??!" you ask shocked. it was your personal favorite candy and you were curious to know how HE knew that. "yeah it is! i love konpeitō a lot so i brought some for us to share, it's my favorite candy." he replied while scratching his head. "no way! it's my favorite candy too! that's cool!!" you say very hyped. you both giggle and talk about how you two were feeling. things like "how was your week?" and "did you enjoy practice?" were probably the first few questions of the bunch.
of course, the conversation didn't stay dry, and you two talk about lots of things, ranging from why your favorite song was actually a meme song to why sugawara doesn't like to share his snacks with daichi because he eats them all.
you both enjoyed the delicious konpeitō, nommed on some homemade suga-sandwiches, and sipped on fruit punch flavored juice happily while talking about how cute the ducks at the park were.
then sugawara's curiosity kicked in.
"hey doll, i think you already know what i saved you as in my phone, but i never found out what you saved me as.. is it alright if you tell me?" he asked suddenly. he was itching to know what you decided to call him. this was very important to sugawara and you could tell, so you quickly followed up. "i got you saved as suga-bear with a white heart next to it!" you said, smiling gently. he blushed a bit from how calm you said it. your smile made his mind go blank.
"that's.. adorable y/n.. that's so cute..." he lets out after finally finding out how to breathe again. you look away, clearly blushing because of how cute he looked while saying that. he finally mustered up the courage to caress your soft tender hand, squeezing it, not too tightly, and then slowly redirecting his hand to your warm, rosy cheek.
"y/n, honestly.. if i didn't ask you on this date would i have even known how incredibly cute you actually were?" he said as he looked deeply into your eyes, getting lost in them by each passing second. your thoughts raced as his warm hand rested against your left cheek and the wind slowly hit your back. you could hear your heart beating much faster than before. it was a very tense yet relaxing moment.
before you could even respond to his rhetorical question, he leaned in and slowly kissed your lips, his tongue accidentally slipping in. neither of you regretted it though. you kissed back; and for a short moment, your mind went blank. you could feel both his hands moving towards your neck and shoulders. he grabbed your neck gently and only fell into a deeper kiss than when his lips first met yours. his fingers wrapped around your neck and even just the feeling of it gave you goosebumps.
"i don't know if it's too soon to even say this but it's just... it feels right to." he says as he pulled away from the kiss. "doll..." he sighed. "i love you.. and im not holding back from saying that because i know that if we spend even just one more minute together i'll already want to give you the world and all of the universes on a silver platter." he confessed.
you couldn't even believe what was happening. i mean, the kiss alone was enough to make you pass out and yet here you were listening to your crush of 3 years confess his love to you at a cute picnic date.
"i... i love you a lot. im not just saying that because we're here on a little picnic date and i'm not saying it with hopes to make you feel better or give you false hope. i truly feel like you just.. make me feel even more comfortable being myself. even if it was just a short picnic date, even if we played together once or twice during practice, even if this is our first time actually having a full-on conversation. i really do love you... so so much.." you could see a tear rolling down his cheek as he mouthed "thank you" and kissed your cheek.
he went in for a hug and moved his hands and arms up and down against your back. he laughed off his tears while still rubbing your back, and pulled away to wipe his tears. you could tell he wasn't joking about it and that made you get a little emotional too. he grabbed your face and kissed your forehead, then your nose, and lastly, a small peck on the lips.
"suga... i didn't know you felt the same way i did.." you said, reassuring him that you loved him just as much. he laughed through his tears and then sniffed. you could see how he was quickly getting much more comfortable with you.
"i always have... it's just now i'm able to actually tell you about it.. yknow?" he laughed. he intertwined his fingers with yours and tightly held your hands, putting them both close to his face and gently planting kisses on them. both of you looked into each other's eyes and leaned in for a final kiss while the sun was setting.
from the second you saw him, to the moment you two kissed, you knew suga was the one.
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that’s all ! i hope you enjoyed this self insert x suga fluff fanfic ! i can't even tell if this one's good or not, but that's because i wrote this at like 2AM and i'm just posting it now because of the lil mistakes lmao. i dont rlly expect this to do any good, just a random fluff i wrote :,)
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odissey061 · 4 years
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Motonari's route
Chapter(s) already posted:
1. This freak won't have me
Chapter 2: Kick him in the teeth
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I and Hideyoshi walk side by side in Azuchi's chaotic streets. It's the first time I have the chance to visit this city, so my eyes try to notice as much as they can about the Sengoku life: I'm going go stay here for three mounths, so I need to adapt quickly. The street are really crowded, is almost impossibile walk without  bumping in someone and around me I hear a lot of voices: some people is complaining about the high prices and the merchants negotiate. But what catches my attention are the different form my time: in this period the air is more clean, without smog and pollution; when I breath I can smell the flavours of this place, but most importantly people watch aroud them, they look interested in what are gazing at. And I see two children smile at me when we pass close to them. And I start to wonder how many episodes like these I had missed looking at my phone and I start to feel inexplicably guilty.
"y/n" Hideyoshi recalls my attention, "I apologize from the bottom of my heart for the cold treatment I gave you in this week: I suspected you were a spy, came here to watch us, but now I understand how I was wrong". His apologize is really unaspected and it takes me by surprise, but I'm glad he doesn't think me ad a Please, forgive me" and he deeply bows. His bows is really unaspected and it takes me by surprise, but now I see how much he's sorry and I'm glad he doesn't think me ad a threat as I accept his apologise.
"Thanks very much for your apology, I gladly accept but you didn't need to bow. I mean, I can understand why you thought I was a spy. I hope we can be friends from now on" I smile at him and he does the same. Hideyoshi shows to me all the concern he usually deserve to the others:"Is everything okay in the castle? I hope you are fine and you aren't overwork yourself: is bad for your health. If Masamune tries do to funny things to you or Mitsuhide gives you trouble, come to me immediatly: I'll manage their misbehave". His worries leaves me a little bit puzzled:"I'm okay Hideyoshi. Thanks for your care, but you don't need to be so concerned about me, after all I just arrived" I reassure him. When I talk he glares at me as I just offended Nobunaga in front of him:"Don't say such a silly things! As long you are in the castle I worry about you as much I do with the others".
I always thought Nobunaga was the master of the castle, the one who commands the others but now I remind some days ago he took Nobunaga's favourite candies and the pouty look he gave to Hideyoshi. Just now it looks to me like Hideyoshi is the mother of all of us, whose cares are above Nobunaga himself.  For a second in my mind flashes the imagine of a hen Hideyoshi walks followed by a bunch of chicks warlords behind him and I start to laugh.
"Did I say something funny?" he asks perplexed and I shake my head in denial: Hideyoshi could never understand the fun thought of a girl from the meme era. We pass in front of a fabric shop and my eyes sparkle with joy. "Hideyoshi, is a problem if I enter in this shop?" I demand exited like a child in a candy shop and he respondes:"No, it's fine. I had no idea you were a girl who love fancy dresses".
"In fact I'm not. The truth is I love make dresses and before I came here, I was going to become a kind of sewer" I correct him and he wonders:"Why do you like so much sew?". "The first time I sewed was for a friend: a long time has passed, but I still remember her joy when I gave her the dress. Since then I sewed to see other's smiles when they wear my clothes. This makes me happy" I explain and he pats my head:"You really have a kind heart y/n". He continues with a kind smile:"If you want you can be a sewer in the castle, you know?", I exclame overjoyed:"Is that really possible? Thanks Hideyoshi!". His face turns serious:"Yes, but at two conditions: the first, you mustn't overwork yourself too much, otherwise sew will be forbidden", and his eyes soften a bit, "and the second is that I'd like your first work is for me". I agree at all the condition as we enter in the shop.
I'm so overjoyed that mayby I buy too much fabric and when we go out I start to feel guilty: after all Hideyoshi bought all with his money. We walk for some minutes, talking about the commission he gave me but then a man approach us and asks to speak alone with Hideyoshi.
He sends me an apologetically look and I smile:"Don't worry Hideyoshi, is fine. I'll go to watch some stalls over there to match with a kimono of mine" and I leave.
My gaze is cought by a jewelry seller's stall a few meter away: on the ground there's a white sheet full of shining jewels.
They are really beautiful and, even if I'm not a craftsman, I can see their valuable workmanship: they are simply perflect.
I gaze at a gem: it's a brilliant blue, probably is a sapphire. It is flawless and shining,  around the jewel there's a gold frame. Is really beautiful, but surely the price is out of my economical possibilities.
A familiar voice says:"You can touch of ya want, princess" and I stare at him: he is the white aired man I saw the night I arrived in Sengoku period. His relaxed back leans on the wooden wall, a leg lays straight on the ground and an arm is on the other knee.
"You are the man from that night" I reconize him, "So we meet again, Princess. I'm glad you remind me" says the man. "So you are a merchant, uh?" is the only thing that pops in my mind after some second of silence and I regret it as soon as I talk. "Nice to meet you, m'lady. I'm Motonari Mori, a humble merchant who travels around the world. And what about you?" he introduces himself. "I'm the Oda Princess, y/n. I'm a distant relative of Nobunaga. My family sent me here to find a husband. I'm glad to meet you" and I do the same, hoping he doesn't ask more about me.
As soon as I say I'm a Nobunaga's relative, it look to me to see a flash of interest in his eyes, but it vanishes too soon and I'm not sure about it. "I know very well the Oda family, but I didn't know Nobunaga had a princess" he says serious and a shiver runs down my back.
Did he notice I was lying? How? I'm sure I acted the most credible as possible.
I'm a bit nervous and I feel my hands sweating under his gaze, but I manage to look relaxed:"I always lived in a isolated country but, as I have alredy told you, I left my family to find a husband". And when I speak, his smile returns to be slightly ironic like before and he chuckles:"I was joking: I trust your words, Princess. But let me advice you since you'll stay with him for a while: Nobunaga may be really different from what you think. You should keep hight your guard around him".
I'm going to ask him what he's talking about, but he glares over my shoulder and says:"Don't worry if ya haven't the money right now: ya can keep the jewel and pay me in other ways. I have to with a colligue of mine". Puzzled I take the sapphire and I leave the stall. A man talks very close to him. I don't know what are they talking about, but they act like they share a dangerous secret. At some point Motonari looks at me with a spooky smile, but I don't see it because I turn to search Hideyoshi. When I find him, he tells me straight:"We have to return at the castle immediatly: a daimyo started a revolt against Lord Nobunaga"
Although all my protests and my escape attempts (failed for Mitsuhide's fault) two days later I'm on a war field with some Oda force members. Nobunaga, judging the rebellion small, sent Masamune, Mitsunari and Ieyasu to take care of the ribellion and he requested my presence as lucky charm. His words were:"You are a lucky charm: you will go with my vassals to bring them luck". And I wanted kick him in the teeth.
I'm in the backways to heal the wounded, but the grief rises in my chest: if the revolt is small, why it still going on?
While the time passes always more injured men come to be healed.
My fingers shake as I'm overhelmed by the fear of not be able to save them all: I know the basics of medicine but if they increase more I won't be able to do anything.
A man walks in the tend and speaks to me:"Lord Ieyasu says you must go to Nobunaga and ask for other troups" and I blink twice to be sure I heard correctly: I have to do what?
"We discovered that the situation is different from what we expected: this is a war not a revolt. He says you are the only one who can go to Azuchi" he continues seeing my puzzled look. I understand why I'm the only one: nobody would send a woman on a battlefield, so if the enemy' d catch me, they'd let me go; but this is still sheer madness. But as I watch around me I understand if I won't go all the wounded men will dies, so I declare with conviction:"Give me a horse!"
When we went on the battlefield, I rode with Ieyasu and I asked him how to ride and he explained it to me, obviously not without his salty tone and sarcastic words. So somehow I arrive safely an unharmed to Azuchi castle. Nobunaga listens my request and immediatly later we ride back to the field followed by twenty five troops.
Nobunaga leads the horse in the middle of the field (with me on) and takes side by side to Ieyasu and he comments:"I suppose the girl is more strong and brave then I thought". Should I take this as a compliment or as insult?
"My lucky charm did an excellent work, Ieyasu. Where's Masamune right now?" Nobunaga says proudly. I try to find Masamune in the turmoil of war, but all I see is death and devastation around us. I hear the artillery's shoots, men shouting orders to the soldier and the screams of dying man. I don't want be here!
I close my eyes and cover the ear to don't assist to this cruel and horrible show. But Nobunaga whispers in my hear:"y/n, open your eyes and uncover your ear: now we are going in the middle of the battle and you need to hold thight on the reins if you don't want fall" and I do what he suggests, even if the tentation to close the eyes is really strong. Nobunaga leads the army and in a blink of eyes I'm in the middle of the chaos. Some warrior become pale as they see Nobunaga, but the most of them start an assault. "He brought a woman on the field. Let's aim at her: she's is weak point!" screams a man, "You'd like it" I wishper and I kick him on the chin, making him fall by the horse. I can't lean on Nobunaga's protection in this moment, so I must count only to myself. An enemy soldier draws his sword at me, but Nobunaga cuts his hand:"This is my lucky charm and I don't allow someone to hurt her" and he starts a ferocious duel with his opponents. The time looks to quicken, due to adrenaline, as I see a lot of men get killed and I feel their blood on my face, but in some hours we win the war.
Once at Azuchi castle I lock myself in my room to coming to terms with the fact that I went to war and saw people die. The next day I go in Azuchi city, hoping that a bit of shopping will help me. I sit in a restourant and I eat a fish when a cat steals it from my plate. I follow the cat until he enters in a deserted and darker street. My female intuition suggests me to go back, but I'm too hungry to listen it. And I regret it when someone grabs my arms in a strong grip. I understand I'm in big trouble and I start to feel panicated when my mounth and my nose are covered by a tissue. I stop to breath to don't inhale chloroform and I squirm violently as much as I can. "Keep quiet if you don't want be hurted, little girl" says a male voice close my hear. I give him a head butt on his chin to free myself, but the grip on my fists os more thight and painful:"Unlike my captain I'm not a very patient man: if you keep on with your vain and useless resistence I won't so kind like now". I scream, but from the mouth exits only a low, muffled breath. "I told you to behave, little girl" growls the man and my head is crushed violently against the wall until I loose conciousness.
Posted on 8/11/'19
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blackrupee · 7 years
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Wow your life sounds complicated right now I'm sorry for that. So you aren't gonna have any managers what the fuck? And OH MY GOD I hate when people come in to eat so close to close!!!! ( I work @ zaxbys) if someone is acting passive aggressive I would act even more passive aggressive- make that bitch regret it- regarding the 2 guys: 2 guys is better than no guys:))) wish the first one didn't pressure you though. How did the 2nd one hurt you? - and I care so don't worry about boring me
hi hello would you like to read a novel on my life thanks i talk too much (tldrs at end)
nah like.. we had been managing with a general manager and 3 assistant managers even though we really need 4 so as not to overwork anyone. we recently hired a new one from a corporate arbys (we’re franchised) and two just quit. like i mentioned, theyre not coming back even though the original plan was that their new jobs would be only temporary (6 weeks). sooooo now we have a general manager who only works weekday day shifts, one assistant manager who is relatively new (she had been working at this place for a while but was promoted to manager 6ish months ago) and another who is brand new but still has some experience. they said theyre looking to promote from within initially, but they might have to hire outside people if no suitable potential manager is picked. id love to get manager pay and its not like managers do anything hard so id be WILLING to be a manager..like the whole reason why i got trained on backline was because we have such a big turnover rate with backline people since it fucking SUCKS and i was wanting to be helpful and flexible. so like. thats what i offerred. but one assistant manager was like “lmao all youd do is swear at the customers” and im like bitch when have i ever?? i talk shit about them all the time but ive only sworn IN FRONT OF a customer twice and neither time was it directed at them. but i mean im sitting on a small handful of customer complaints so its not like the gm would even consider me probably. idk dude. i can be nice if you pay me to be nice. but i get paid to do food and do it fast……….so
but yeah literallyyyyyyyyy i have no idea how people can be so??? inconsiderate???? and they dont??? care??? im learning that my contant frustration with people in my personal interactions is due to a disconnect between what i value in  expectations and what actually happens. like. when i go somewhere i already KNOW what i want, so i say it quickly and competently. i preface a lot of my interactions with people im requesting food or services from with “i’m sorry but…”. i phrase things as “could i get” as opposed to “get me” or “i want” which sound HELLA rude tbh. id always have my money ready at the window or the register, im always trying to pay attention and not miss anything or just….be rude in any way bc i know fast food fucking sucks. i know some of the people i interact with probably hate their job as much as i do and i want to be the smallest burden i can be. and it seems like nearly no one else has these same values???? and i dont understand how people can just??? be? so? inconsiderate?
also yes bitch im the queen of passive aggression. literally the night before i was working a short shift and my friend was closing frontline and this bitch was closing drivethrough. i just got the okay to clock out and i was like “bye! have a beautiful night! just know that i love you so much and ive everything ive ever said has always been fake until this point! never meant anything ive ever said until now especially if your name starts with k or ends with ristin (drivethrough girl/the one whos being so difficult is named kristin) but just know that i love you!” and basically being really dramatic and extra as satire.
i guess for context the whole reason she decided to be mad at me was the other night when she was drunk and was like “do you even likeeeeeee meeee i feel like you hateeeee meeee wahh wahh wahhhh” even though im like…..yes bitch i enjoy your company? i joke/use hyperbole/satire/irony/whatever a lot but like occasionally id be like “ey yo you know its all jokes right u know i love u right” just to ensure that she knows but she fucking. ignores it all. i feel like she so desperately WANTS me to hate her and tbh i got fucking sick and tired of hearing her complain all the time about this shit! i fucking hate repeating myself! so sure. if you want me to hate you so fucking much there. i hate you. i fucking hate you so fucking much. like is that what you want to hear? is that validating? are you fucking happy?
its so fucking frustrating
but i will not be held accountable for her decision to be upset. because thats what it is. she wants to be upset, and she wants me to be responsible for it when its literally not my responsibility. i am absolutely not going to stand for this shit like i kind of want to say its emotional abuse lmaooo but im just so fucking sick of it. 
everyone knows that i take chicken tenders and turnovers that would be thrown out at the end of the night and she was closing frontline yesterday and made a point to throw out the turnovers right next to me without asking if i wanted any/leaving any for me. i mean i completely expected her to be that petty of a bitch so it was kind of funny tbhonestly. also im p sure she unfollowed me here lmaoo
with regards to the guys and this paragraph could get a bit tmi/nsfw: yeah the first one kind of sucked but i feel like a little bit of the New Person Nerves have worn down so id do better if we were to hookup again. because like i totally would love to have fucked him but…..anxiety. he was hot tho. like 10/10 body and ass holy shit. plus he complimented me on my ass eating so (assuming that was genuine and not a vapid ego boost haha paranoia am i right) hopefully he comes back for seconds. 
second guy ive had a longish history with. started talking to him at the beginning of last fall semester and we hooked up kinda regularly for about a month. things fell apart, we both understood that we wouldn’t be good dating wise but still enjoyed meaningless cuddles. whatever. it got to a point where he would only hit me up like once every month and a half or so and towards like january-ish he hits me up again. so im like nice cool lets chill. im getting ready for this but my phone is in the other room. while im doing this he drove by my place to pick me up (since he was on his way back from nashville), didnt get a response to an “im here” text (bc i was busy and tbh not expecting him to do that), and left. he lives within like walking distance tho so im like “?? sorry i was busy are you still out or should i walk over?“ and he texts me like “sorry hold up a thing just happened” and im like…….okay. so im just.. waiting around for him. periodically texting like “hey are we good for tonight and whats going on?” because like there was some drama with his friend? hes like.. apologizing and shit but this goes on for an hour. BUT. the ENTIRE time he’s dealing with this friend problem or whatever he’s literally on grindr. and at the end of this hour im like in full blown paranoia panic mode and i literally text him something mentioning this and he BLOCKS ME ON GRINDR so im like ??????!!!!??? and i text him (all while saying “not to be crazy or paranoid bc im probably coming off that way but like could i get an answer or something??”) AND HE LITERALLY SAYS HE DELETED HIS GRINDR. but thats a LIE because i have a secondary account to see like……if guys are still on grindr/if a thing with a guy might turn into something more like if i see he’s not on grindr as much?? thats prob incredibly stalkerish and probably really creepy but hey. thats me. so i KNOW he lied to me but i cant really say “hey ur a liar” without disclosing this weird creepy stalker part of me (funnily enough this isnt the first time a guy has lied to me and i caught it with my secondary account! so it proves to have some function use in the end. not totally crazy). so. yeah. that was the incident. after this i dont trust him at all, and i still dont, but i had it in my mind to like somehow get him to fall in love with me just so i could break his heart for doing this? never really worked out. so now im at the point where im like….eh he’s a piece of shit and i hate him but ill cuddle with him bc it feels good
back to nsfw/tmi: the sex was okay. he’s weird about people being near his like….dick and stuff because he was raped and i totally get it bc i was too but he was comfortable enough for me to finger him and my finger still hurts from where he clenched when he came lmaoooooo. was totally hot tho. and i got to east his ass so im like eyyyyyyyy. its been so long since ive eaten ass so having it two consecutive nights in a row has been cathartic.
tldr; we have 2 assisant managers and a gm rn. looking for more
tldr; bitch. same.
tldr; bitch. same.
tldr; he’s a liar
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