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Belting "Before He Cheats" at the top of your lungs during karaoke is so therapeutic. Have I ever been cheated on? No. Have I ever even been in a relationship? Hell no. However, that shit is free fucking therapy
#zap rambles#AND I DUG MY KEY INTO THE SIDE OF HIS PRETTY LITTLE SOUPED-UP FOUR-WHEEL DRIVE#CARVED MY NAME INTO HIS LEATHER SEEEAAAATTTSSSS#TOOK A LOUISVILLE SLUGGER TO BOTH HEADLIGHTS#SLASHED A HOLE IN ALL FOUR TIRES#MAYBE NEXT TIME HE'LL THINK BEFORE HEEE CHEEAAATS
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Girl (gender neutral) my entire life is Carrie Underwood’s fault, ashahzygsg but I’m OBSESSED WITH COWBOY!JAKE
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NAH BUT SAME GIRL I FEEL YOU
#I DUG MY KEES INTO THE SIDE OF HIS PRETTY LITTLE SOUPED UP FOUR WHEEL DRIVE CARVED MY NAME INTO HIS LEATHER SEAAAATSSS I TOOK A LOUISVILLE S#LUGGER TO BOTH HEADLIGHTS I SLASHED A HOLE IN ALL FOUR TIRES MAYBE NEXT TIME HE’LL THINK BEFORE HE CHEATSSSS#may answers
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He doesn’t feel right. He shouldn’t be doing this.
Kiyoomi isn’t exactly the best with the relationship thing; be it friends, or family, or intimate, he’s left a lot of that to Motoya- the “nice” one.
It never really bothered him that Motoya was considered ‘nicer’ than him, Kiyoomi knew his heart’s reasonings for picking and choosing who and what to have empathy and respect for; just because Komori had less of a sense for it, doesn’t mean he’s ‘nicer.’
And then you crashed into Sakusa Kiyoomi’s life.
With no remorse or sympathy, you strut your way into Kiyoomi’s life like you owned the rental space in his heart and mind, like you were meant to be there all along, and despite never, ever having been in genuine love before, your presence felt natural to the unnatural and unpredictable world.
And he feels absolutely terrible he probably demolished that.
More so because you deserve better; he doesn’t feel sorry for himself that he probably lost the best thing that ever happened to him. You don’t deserve his malice, and tonight, that’s all he subjected you to.
So, against all his logic and his mind begging him to stay and let you have your space, his heart refuses. It yearns for you, it craves you, wants to know you’re okay and that he supports you if you’ve fallen out of love with him.
Because sure, kiyoomi hates sleeping on couches. But he hates sleeping without you more.
Shambling into the living room- only stubbing his toe once or twice, impressive even to him- he manages to make his way to your quivering frame, and he swallows thickly at the distraught mess he’s made you.
“Hey,” kiyoomi sighs, watching with a wince as you scrub your eyes. They’re so swollen, and they leave tears along your fingers, but he says nothing about it, not wanting you to feel worse.
“I’m sorry!” You choke. “Did I wake you? I should’ve been quiet. You need your sleep, you have to-“
“Stop,” he croaks, the lump in his throat bubbling up. “Don’t apologize.” He’s the one that kicked you out of your own bedroom, and you’re standing there, apologizing to him?
He’s amazed you haven’t left him yet.
If he were you, he would’ve. This would be the final straw, the end all of your relationship. He’d pack up all his shit, throw it in a suitcase and absolutely book it out of the house. He’d slash a hole in three of your tires, because all four means you don’t have to pay for them, so three is for the best revenge, and he’d go fuck your cousin who’s so much nicer than you could ever be, and-
“Kiyoomi?”
“Three,” he says suddenly, cheeks flushing hot when he realizes you have no clue what he’s talking about. He clears his throat and scrubs his face with his large hands. “I’m… I wanted to come and apologize.”
Immediately, your heaving sobs come to an end, tears dribbling down your face and falling from your chin once they gain enough weight and momentum. He gives you a shaky sigh, “I never…” he forces the lump down his throat as best as he can, “I never should’ve snapped at you like that, or kept you away from your own bed; you… you’ve never done that to me, even if I’ve deserved it.”
You still say nothing, eyes glimmering up at him in bewilderment. He should shut up, he knows, but he wants to put all the cards down because you don’t have to forgive him- you deserve to have whatever closure you need to take.
Even if that is slashing three of his tires.
“You don’t have to justify me being malicious,” he continues with a shaky sigh. “I’ve had people my whole life do that, and I’ve let them. You don’t have to- I never should’ve turned you away like that.”
“So you’ve said,” you croak. Your head turns to avoid his gaze, and after a few moments, your shoulders start to heave again. “It…” you snarl softly, “it was never about the bed, Kiyoomi. You sent me away… did I really make you that mad?”
“No,” he says, crouching down to make himself smaller, more approachable than his usual 190.5 centimeter frame. “That’s on me, baby. That has nothing to do with you. I’m the one who betrayed that trust and blew everything far out of proportion.” His head ducks to try and meet your gaze, mumbling a soft ‘can I touch you?’ and he’s unsurprised when you shake your head ‘no.’
You do, however, turn to look at him, and it makes his heart pound even more than it already was- a task he thought was impossible, but here you were, proving that theory wrong.
“I didn’t do anything to you,” you whimper. He nods, looking down shamefully. Your breathing is ragged, “you’re the one who threw me aside. I tried, Kiyoomi, I tried to apologize and make you forgive me, and you rejected it.” Once again, he says nothing. “You’ve never been so mad where you… where you didn’t w-want me.”
He disobeys your wishes and places a loving hand on your knee, shaking his head. “Don’t be like that.” He blinks his own line of tears down, and even if he doesn’t deserve a lick of your kindness, you reach out to wipe it away. “Stop blaming yourself for the shit I’ve done; it was selfish, and I didn’t think about you, or us, and I was an idiot.”
He squeezes your knee, “but I always will want you. Even if I didn’t show it tonight.” Your hand trembles against his soft cheek, thumb grazing along the stubble that grows. You look him up and down, almost processing his apology and deciphering if it’s good enough.
“You fucked up,” you say finally. Despite himself, he gives you a soft chuckle.
“I know.”
“Don’t be this person, Kiyoomi,” you say, a pleading lilt to your voice. “I don’t want to play these games with you. We’re adults. You can’t shut me out because you get mad at me.”
“I know,” he says quietly. Then, he stands up, “I understand if… if you still want to be alone. I just wanted to you know that no matter what I say or do, I love you. And I appreciate you for always being here.”
Always here. Always watching him. Always loving him.
“I want to come to bed.”
His ears perk up at your sudden, soft words, and he gives you a small smile and a nod, his hand extending out to gently take yours if you’ll let him. A chill runs through him when you indeed lace your fingers in his, pulling yourself up to walk your exhausted frames to the bedroom. He feels your face nuzzle into the muscle of his bicep, and he casts you a puzzled look.
“It’s going to take some time to trust you again,” you mumble softly, squeezing the muscles in his arm as if to plead him to not go away or chastise your ‘demands.’
Hardly demands, but he understands your hesitation.
“Yeah?” He hums, planting a kiss to your head. To make you laugh for the first time in hours, he gently tugs you closer to him and leans his entire weight on you, quickly swaying you both to flop onto the bed; this does have you giggling, pitching when the mattress squeals under the weight of both of you. He kisses your head once more, then moving his kiss to your lips, sighing when you reciprocate the affection back.
“The rest of your life sound okay?”
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MINORS DNI
WARNING: angst, jaegyon is red flag, gender neutral reader
“I dug my key into the side (into the side), of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive. Carved my name into his leather seats. I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights (both headlights), slashed a hole in all four tires. Maybe next time, he'll think before he cheats…”
“Baby please it was an honest mistake” he says nonchalantly on the phone. You can hear him drive in that stupid car if his.
“Honest, HONEST?!?! What me seeing you with another girl in the car was an “Honest” mistake Jaegyon?!
“Oh cmon , it was probably another guy-“ “What, some other guy has another car that has another red and blue car that states NO MORE CONFIRM on their car, REALLY?” You say over the phone clearly pissed as you packed your shit. He tried to make an excuse but failed to do so.
You just leave his apartment as you make sure you had everything before throwing the key he gave you on the couch as you take your luggage to your own car. A nice silver Porsche your father had gaved you after you finished your exams. Throwing it in the trunk as you start your car. Before driving off, blocking him on every platform. Huffing as you start the engine and drive off.
The reader might think, “oh she must be so sad, or is she gonna get revenge. “They’re totally gonna get back together and she will shit on his heart.” Well in my own logic(lol) here is how to went:
She fully speeds as she arrives at a secluded beach. Parking her car as she angrily smokes. Grumbling on how she fell for his stupid face, or how he looked like some people that she knew(ahem ahem DG, Eli, and Johan) as she crushes the cigarette under her heel.
She put up a plan that will ensure her revenge and possibly not end up in jail.
She comes up with a couple of strategies
1. Scratch his car - nah she doesn’t wanna get sued
2. Cheat on him? - too much work
3. Find the bitch who slept with him - she’s probably big or something and will probably get sued
4. Block him and never speak to him again - she’s already doing that
There’s another solution: Get a better look and shit on him with her new looks - sounds better and is easier(and also legal)
“So that’s it!” She says out loud. She drives to her own separate home and get ready. Watching different YouTube videos for I don’t know, maybe an hour before finding the perfect video. Then getting a different outfit as she texts up a friend she knows and ask him about that car race meet up spot that she knows that jaegyon will be at and they agree.
The following week comes up and she’s with her friend as they went to who knows where as she flaunts her new looks. Form her hair, makeup, outfit, and heels as she finds a spot for her Nissan Silvia s13 in a big spot as the other people admire her.
She talks with them as she talks about her car when she sees him in the other side next to two girls at his side as he talks to some of his friends. His friends caught up and whisper to him as he notices you and glanced your way sometimes. You only ignored them as you chill with the other car owners, some of them being friendly
There was an announcement where there would be a race. Your ears perked up and headed over there as you see your good friend participating against, a very oddly familiar car. Oh shit it’s his car isn’t it
You walk to your friends side as you warm them up and he gave you thumbs up as you see a swarm of girls near his side. Ugh
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After the race was over your friend won and you congratulated him. As you head to your car you hear yelling and see Jaegyon come towards you. In a panic you drive away and far as you could as you head home.
You sit at him as you wash your makeup when you heard your doorbell ring. Running over you open the door and met up with a tall blondie. Jaegyon��
He just looks at you before excusing himself in
“What the hell are you doing here” you asked a bit pissed
“Came here to say sorry…” he says. Looking away
“Well I don’t want your apology so get out”
“But-“”No buts, out!” You point to your door and shut it. Sighing in relief as you sat back down as you just finished your relationship
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before he cheats — lip gallagher x reader
i took a louisville slugger to both headlights
slashed a hole in all four tires
maybe next time, he'll think before he cheats
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content warnings and genre: swearing, alcohol consumption, vandalism — hurt/comfort
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synopsis: lip has been nothing but your right hand man, and when you discover that your boyfriend failed to do his part, it awakens something in you that you never even knew existed
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the south side of chicago sprawled out beneath the hazy orange glow of streetlights, a testament to its gritty charm. you leaned against the hood of lip gallagher's beat-up car, a faint smile playing on your lips as you watched the urban drama unfold. you and lip had been best friends since middle school, sharing a bond that ran deeper than most could comprehend. it was a bond forged in the crucible of poverty, strife, and endless resilience.
“lip,” you sighed, taking a drag from your cigarette, “you ever wonder if there's more to life than this? i mean, seriously, when do we get our shot at something better?” lip, a tall and ruggedly handsome man with a perpetual five o'clock shadow, leaned against the car beside you. he flicked the ashes from his own cigarette and offered you a half-smile. “(y/n), you know as well as i do that we're stuck in this neighborhood. but that doesn't mean we can't dream, right?”
you nodded, your eyes drifting to the dimly lit bar across the street. a neon sign flickered "alibi" in bold, red letters. it was your usual haunt, a place where you and lip had shared countless laughs, secrets, and stolen glances over the years.
as the two of you continued to chat, you couldn't help but feel a twinge of unease. your boyfriend, jason, had been acting strangely lately—distant and secretive. you pushed the thought aside for now, not wanting to spoil the moment with lip. unfortunately, fate had a cruel sense of timing. just then, the door of the alibi swung open, and out stumbled jason, flanked by a girl you recognized from the neighborhood, mandy milkovich. they were laughing, their arms wrapped around each other.
your heart sank as you watched them disappear into the night, leaving you in stunned silence. lip turned to you, concern etched on his face. “(y/n), are you okay?” you shook your head, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. “i think jason just cheated on me.”
lip's jaw tightened, his protective instincts kicking in. “i'm going to find out what's going on. you stay here.”
he strode across the street, disappearing into the alibi. minutes later, he reemerged with a grim expression, confirming your worst fears. jason had indeed cheated on you with mandy.
the anger, betrayal, and heartache welled up inside you, threatening to consume you whole. “i'm not gonna let him get away with this,” you muttered to yourself, a dangerous glint in your eyes.
lip returned to your side, concern still etched on his face. “(y/n), you don't need to do anything drastic. let's just talk this out.”
you turned to him, determination in your gaze. “lip, this isn't about us talking. it's about me taking control of my life, for once.” you were unaware that this night would change everything—not just in your relationship with jason but also in the unspoken bond between you and lip, as hidden feelings began to surface in the midst of chaos and revenge.
as the adrenaline surged through your veins, you couldn't stop yourself from going overboard. the darkness of the night provided the perfect cover for your vengeful actions. lip watched in silence, unable to intervene as you let your anger take control.
with a determined expression, you retrieved a set of keys from your pocket and approached jason's car, the sleek black vehicle that had once symbolized love and commitment. now, it was a canvas for your rage. you began by keying jagged lines into the glossy paint, each stroke representing a shard of your shattered heart. your fingers trembled as you worked, and the metallic scrape of key against metal filled the air like a twisted symphony of revenge.
next, you moved to the driver's side, fury guiding your hand as you carved your name into the leather seats. the blade of your knife sliced through the material with ease, leaving a lasting mark that would forever haunt jason. but you weren't finished. Not by a long shot. you grabbed a baseball bat from lip's car and approached jqson's vehicle once more. With a powerful swing, you shattered the windows, sending a cascade of glass shards raining down like diamonds.
the headlights were your next target. you raised the slugger high above your head and brought it down with all your might, smashing the fragile bulbs into oblivion. darkness enveloped the car, mirroring the darkness that had consumed your relationship.
finally, you slashed all four tires, the hiss of escaping air a haunting echo of your own deflated hopes and dreams. the once-pristine car now stood as a wreck, a physical embodiment of the wreckage jason had made of your heart.
breathing heavily, you dropped the bat, your hands trembling with a mixture of satisfaction and remorse. you turned to lip, who had been silently observing your destructive spree. tears streaked your face as you finally let the weight of your actions sink in. “i can't believe i did that,” you whispered, your voice choked with emotion.
lip approached you slowly, wrapping his arms around you in a comforting embrace. “sometimes, (y/n), we do things we never thought we were capable of when our hearts are broken. it's okay.”
he led you away from the scene of your revenge, guiding you to the alibi. the familiar neon sign flickered overhead as you entered the dimly lit bar. lip ordered a drink for both of you, and you took a sip, the alcohol warming you from the inside.
as you sat side by side at the bar, lip listened to your story, offering a sympathetic ear and a shoulder to lean on. the events of the night had brought you closer than ever before, and the unspoken feelings that had simmered beneath the surface now threatened to boil over.
his hand found yours, fingers intertwining in a silent promise of support and understanding. it was in that moment, amid the chaos and heartache, that you both realized the depth of your connection had transformed into something more profound—a love that had always been there but remained deeply rooted. the night wore on, but in each other's company, you found solace and strength. As you shared stories, laughter, and the pain of the past, you knew that you had discovered something priceless amidst the wreckage of your relationship—a love that had the power to heal and redefine your futures together.
lip's gaze never left yours as he continued to console you, his voice a soothing balm to your wounded heart. “(y/n), you're stronger than you think. you had every right to be angry, but i'm glad you got it out of your system.” a small, appreciative smile crept onto your lips as you replied, “thanks, lip. i couldn't have done it without you.”
his thumb brushed away a stray tear that clung to your cheek, his touch gentle and reassuring. “you don't have to go through this alone, you know. i'm here for you, always.” your heart swelled with gratitude for your best friend, and you leaned in closer, your lips almost touching his ear as you whispered, “i don't know what I would do without you, lip.”
his breath hitched as he pulled away slightly, his eyes searching yours with an intensity that sent shivers down your spine. “(y/n), there's something i've been meaning to say for a long time.” your heart raced as you realized that lip's feelings mirrored your own. you held your breath, waiting for his words.
“i love you, (y/n),” he confessed, his voice a quiet, sincere declaration. “i love you more than i've ever loved anyone else.”
tears welled up in your eyes, but this time they were tears of joy and relief. you reached out to cup his cheek, your thumb tracing the curve of his jaw. “lip, i love you too. i always have.”
his lips met yours in a tender kiss, a promise of a future filled with love, support, and a connection that had finally been acknowledged. it was a sweet and romantic moment, the culmination of years of unspoken feelings.
as you pulled away,ip rested his forehead against yours, his voice a soft murmur. “we'll get through this together, (y/n). no more hiding our love.”
with him by your side, you knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, you would face them together, bound by a love that had always been there, waiting to bloom amidst the chaos of the south side.
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THE SLYTHERIN BOYS REACT TO YOU SINGINV BREAKUP SONGS (MODERN ERA)
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DRACO
You walked in Draco's dorm screaming the muggle song "before he cheats."
Draco looked at you with a puzzled expression, his eyebrows furrowed as you made your way over to him.
"Carved my name into his leather seats!" you grabbed his shoulders, pulling him to sit up from his laying down position on his bed.
"What did i do now?" He sighed, placing a hand on your hand which was on his shoulder and bringing it to his lips, leaving a light kiss.
You pulled your hand away from his touch and threw your arms into the air. "slashed a hole in all four tires!" You sang loudly.
Draco laying back down with his book in hand and trying his best to ignore you.
"Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats." You bobbed your head to the song playing in your headphones.
Draco shook his head with a small smile, "wasn't me, probably one of your other boyfriends."
THEO
You were dancing around your dorm while cleaning it and listening to your favourite playlist.
"Please don't be in love with someone else." You sang loudly while spinning a shirt above your head and skipping around your room happily.
Theo stood in the open doorway, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed and a large smirk painting his face. "Nice singing, love."
You looked at him with a large smile on your face and put the shirt back down, blowing a loss strand of hair out of your face while continuing dancing to the music. "Please. Don't. Be. In. Love. With. Someone. Else!" You sang louder than before, a Theo smiling at the way you shook your head to the song.
Making your way over to him, you grabbed his hands and pulled him into the center of the room, the two of you laughing as you spun him around a couple of times.
"I dont think i could ever love someone else." He placed a kiss on your cheek.
BLAISE
You laid in bed beside your boyfriend, the two of you paying attention and listening to the songs that were playing while talking about everything and anything you had on your mind.
You bopped your head to the sound of the music and hummed along to it begire singing. "Nevermind i'll find someone like you," you whispered with a small laugh while looking into Blaise's eyes, his arm resting under your head while your legs intertwined.
Blaise's mouth fell agape. "Is this your way of breaking up with me?"
He chuckled to himself as you closed your eyes and sang the next line. "Wow, I see how it is." He pulled his arm from under your head and rolled over on his back with his arms folded, struggling to hold in his laugh.
You giggled and threw yourself on top of him. "Adele is top tier."
Blaise wrapped his arms around your waist, his eyes locking into yours. "Stop singing it like you're single," he placed a kiss on your lips. "You'll never have a reason to sing these for as long as I live."
"Are you saying that you're going to leave me in the afterlife?"
MATTHEO
You sat at your desk listening to songs while finishing up some homework, you were singing along to the songs that came on, "if the world was ending you'd come over right?" You vocalised the words while scribbling something on the parchment before you.
Mattheo made his way into the dorm with a bag of food in hand, something you had ordered him to go grab for your late night study session.
He stopped in his tracks after closing the door with his foot, listening to the song that was playing.
He placed the food on his bed and rolled his eyes, grabbing the phone that was emitting the music and quickly skipped the song, putting on of his favourites on.
"Mattheo!" you whined, moving to look at him. "I was listening to that."
He scoffed and passed you some food from one of the bags. "You only listen to that if we somehow breakup or I die."
LORENZO
Lorenzo was perched at his desk drawing something into his sketchbook while you sat on his bed, your headphones blasting music into your ears.
You hummed along to one song, your eyes focused on the shirt you were crocheting for pansy's birthday present. "This is the potential break up song," you sang along happily to the lyrics, your body unintentionally shuffling along to it. "just admit that you're wrong."
Lorenzo lifted his head to look at you with a slight smile. "Stop listening to breakup songs."
You brought your hand up to your ear and removed one of the headphones, pushing it to the side of your head so you could hear him. "Potential breakup song." You corrected, a mischievous smile on your face.
He rolled his eyes and got back to his work, only looking at you once more. "Is this the song you'll listen to if we break up?"
You nodded, "I have a playlist of these Berkshire." You threatened.
Lorenzo laughed, "you won't be needing those, might as well delete them."
TOM
You laid splayed our on Tom's bed, your body imitating a starfish while you sang along to the song playing (more like screamed)
"NO, NO TE PREOCUPES POR MÍ!!!" You closed your eyes, not paying attention to your boyfriend entering the room. "AQUÍ TODO SIGUE IGUAL COMO CUANDO ESTABAS TÚ!!!"
Tom charge his way over to the bed, a look of disgust on his face, he only new a minuscule amount of Spanish and had no idea what you were saying."
"What are you doing?" He asked rudely, you opening your eyes to see an upside down tom in your vision.
You gave him a smile, "singing." You replied with an obvious tone.
Tom's face scrunched into one of distaste as he turned the song off.
You gasped and reached back over to turn it on again, he went to say something but you lifted your hand to silence him. "Just let me finish this one."
He huffed in annoyance but let you continue.
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A/n: this would have been angsty if it wasn’t 7:02 in the morning where I live and I haven’t slept. I only done this with a few characters cause my brain is fried currently, I have like 10 drafts I need to finish and post.
David shaw:
Joshua - Dolly Parton
‘It growled at me and I swallowed hard, when he spoke his voice was low and deep but he just didn’t frighten me, ‘cause somehow I just knew he wasn’t mean’
Asher Talbot:
Harness your hopes - Pavement
‘Harness your hopes on just one person, You know, because a harness was only made for one. Cauterized in syrup and syrup's not molasses and I'm checking out the asses, the assets that attract us to anything that moves’
Milo Greer:
That’s what I like - Bruno Mars
Jump in the Cadillac, Girl let's put some miles on it, Anything you want just to put a smile on it, you deserve it baby, you deserve it all and I'm gonna give it to you. Gold jewelry shining so bright Strawberry champagne on ice Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like Sex by the fire at night Silk sheets and diamonds all white. Lucky for you, that's what I like’
Vincent Solaire:
Bring me to life - Evanescence
‘Wake me up inside, save me, Call my name and save me from the dark, wake me up, Bid my blood to run, I can't wake up, Before I come undone, save me, Save me from the nothing I've become. Bring me to life, I've been living a lie There's nothing inside’
Sam Collins:
Before he cheats - Carrie Underwood
‘I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive, Carved my name into his leather seats. I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights, Slashed a hole in all four tires, Maybe next time, he'll think before he cheats’
Gavin:
Closer - Nine Inch Nails
‘I broke apart my insides, I've got no soul to sell, Help me, the only thing that works for me, Help me get away from myself. I wanna fuck you like an animal, I wanna feel you from the inside, I wanna fuck you like an animal. My whole existence is flawed. You can have my isolation, You can have the hate that it brings, You can have my absence of faith. You can have my everything’
Damien:
Do I wanna know? - Artic Monkeys
‘Do I wanna know?, If this feelin' flows both ways? Sad to see you go, Was sorta hopin' that you'd stay Baby, we both know, That the nights were mainly made For sayin' things that you can't say tomorrow day’
Huxley:
Dark Red - Steve Lacy
‘I think of her so much, it drives me crazy. I just don't want her to leave me. Don't you give me up, please don't give up Honey, I belong with you and only you, baby. Only you, my girl, only you, babe (you) Only you, darling, only you, babe (you) Only you, my girl, only you, babe (you) Only you, darling, only you’
Lasko:
For the First Time - Mac Demarco
‘While she's been away, Living day-to-day has been tough. Without her at my side, Simply being alive has been rough and though she won't be gone forever, There are many times I find it feels that way and I'm not trying to forget her just understand how I'll be feeling on that day. It's just like seeing her for the first time again’
Kody:
Pumped up kicks - foster the people
‘Robert's got a quick hand. He'll look around the room, but won't tell you his plan. He's got a rolled cigarette hanging out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid, yeah he found a six-shooter gun in his dad's closet, and with a box of fun things I don't even know what But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you. All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, You better run, better run outrun my gun. All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, You better run, better run faster than my bullet’
#redacted david#redacted asher#redacted milo#redacted vincent#redacted sam#redacted gavin#redacted damien#redacted huxley#redacted kody#redacted damn crew#redacted shaw pack#redacted solaire clan#redacted audio
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i dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped up four-wheel drive carved my name into his leather seats i took a louisville slugger to both headlights slashed a hole in all 4 tires maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats btw. if people even care these days
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Only Love Can Hurt Like This
Suguru Geto x Reader (Part 3)
summary: A story about your blooming love and friendship with Suguru Geto.
cw: mentions death, blood, gore, betrayal, sprinkles of love and fluff. Tragic love story.
aunote: Third part of this series. Enjoy and happy reading! 🐼🖤
Total wc: 6k+/Part 1/ Part 2/ Part 4(Finale)
wc:1k+
Set the mood:
Little Mix- These Four Walls, Seafret- Atlantis
August,2006
-I feel so numb.
Suguru is standing in the shower, he scrubs his body and rinses his mouth.
The hot water runs down his back.
Bitter, so bitter. It’s all so bitter and bland. I can’t get the taste of cursed spirits out of my mouth.
If only there was a world without….
The warm water runs down his back.
What if…
What if….I just killed them all.
What if I just killed all of the ....“Monkeys” Toji’s voice echoes in his mind.
Yes, if I killed all of the monkeys then my…..
He thinks about the time you came back home gravely injured, your shikigami warped you back into the infirmary. You were both heavily injured, Seraphina had lost an arm, protecting you at the last second.
Yes, to protect the people I care about I must find a different way to keep them all alive.
The cold water runs down his back.
His eyes that were once hazel and flickered with hope and life are now faded to a dark brown as he’s,
-Staring at the shower wall.
September,2007
-It's begun, the feeling that the end has come.
Seraphina whispered as she brushes your hair.
“What are you talking about?” you turn to look at her but she vanishes,
“Wake up!” she yells, her voice echoes through her nest. You look around to find her but you're sitting there alone.“Seraphina?” you see a shadow standing there, it beckons you to follow it. “Seraphina is that you? Where are you going?” you run after the shadow, it stops before a black hole. It reaches a hand out to you.
“Come with me.” It turns into a child version of yourself. “You’re tired, let’s go rest.” it holds your hand tugging you towards the black hole as you get closer your body begins to feel heavy, your eyes get heavy, you yawn feeling so “sleepy” the shadow whispers in your ear a malicious grin on its face.
“How long are we going to sleep for?” you ask the child, she giggles pulling you harder making you jog towards the black hole, it grows bigger as you get closer.
“Forever.” it’s jaw unhinges and it tries to swallow you but a hand reaches out yanking you back.
“Wake up!” Seraphinas voice is loud and clear in your ear, the screams of the villagers make you jolt up grabbing your chest, the thick screen of smoke suffocates you, burning your lungs, your heaving trying to catch your breath.
“You’re finally awake, I can’t hold out much longer.” Serpahina is standing in front of your body in a defensive stance, her robe is tattered and torn apart, she’s breathing heavily, holding her sword.
“Seraphina! What happened?!” you catch her as she falls, she hands you the sword. “ I thought we exorcized the cursed spirit, is there a stronger one? That’s not possible, it was a low level, I saw it, I took care of it.” you ramble on.
“Suguru” is all she says before vanishing,
“Suguru…” you look around you, the village is on fire, the houses are burning down.
“Help me!” a woman screams running towards you.
You get up to help her but you feel a sharp pain in your ankle making you fall to the ground.
“Please” the woman shrieks, a cursed spirit runs after her, its tongue swaying back and forth. You try to form a dagger to throw, “Shit, I’m too exhausted and Seraphina was badly injured.” You muster all your strength to jump in front of her, slashing the spirit. You stab your sword into the ground to break your fall.
“Are you oka-” you ask, but you get a hard slap that stings your cheek.
“It’s all your fault! You���re all cursed, damn you all! Go to hell!” she screams at you, grabbing your hair she yanks you onto the ground. You’re in a state of shock not being able to move, she picks up a rock to throw at you, your eyes widen, you try to warn her and push her away but it was too late. A cursed spirit stabs her in the back ripping her body apart, her blood splatters all over your face. You look down, your hands that are covered in blood, you try to wipe the hot liquid off of your face, wiping it on your tattered uniform. Your heart is pounding, your hands go numb and your gasping for air, taking shallow breaths. The spirit slashes you with its sharp claws, ripping your outer jacket. Your mind is blurry all of your memories are rushing back again,
“You’re a cursed child! You did this to us!”
The spirit jumps on top of you, your body rag-dolls to the ground, you’re laying on your back, you see the thunder rumbling through the sky, a drop of cold water hits your cheek. A claw pierces and digs into your thigh, but you don’t feel a thing. It hits you in the stomach making you spew blood, your breathing is labored as you gasp for air.
“It’s so warm here. I…want to sleep.” your eyelids are droopy and heavy, your warm blood soaks through your white t-shirt, seeping into your jacket.
You stare off into the sky, seeing the electromagnetic waves connecting through the cloud,
“goodbye.” you choke out. Lighting cracks through the sky, roaring.
Mission Summary: A cursed spirit has been ravaging a village, two sorcerers were dispatched to eliminate the target. They found two little girls that were caged and abused. The village was burned down and 112 villagers were killed. His partner was found in critical condition. Later that night his parents were found dead.
Upon further inspection, there was evidence and traces of Suguru Geto's cursed technique from all the crime scenes.
Suguru Geto is to be captured and sentenced to death for the death of 112 villagers, his parents and for gravely injuring his partner.
You’re standing in the shower. The weight of your soiled clothes pulls your body down. You fall to your knees and cover your face.
You feel cold metal on your finger against your bruised cheek, tears running down your face.
And now the water's cold,
Shoko runs in and pulls you out of the shower, your lips begin to turn purple, and your body is shivering, she holds you in her arms rocking you back and forth whispering. Yelling for Gojo to grab a towel. Your muffled cries become painful wails.
“You’ll be okay. I’m here. You’re safe.”
You lay in your bed, holding the ring he gave you.
Where did you go Suguru?
-I tried to eat today but the lump in my throat got in the way.
#jjk x reader#suguru geto#geto suguru x reader#suguru x reader#jujutsu kaisen#honeytrap🐼#jujutsu x reader#jujutsu geto#geto suguru#geto x reader
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Before He Cheats (Carrie Underwood)
I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive/Carved my name into his leather seats/I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights/I slashed a hole in all four tires
"Country women getting revenge messes everyone up, mainly the chorus hits so hard. This girl has been wronged and isn’t going to stand for it and she makes sure everyone knows what he’s done. Ps I love the “Louisville slugger”"
Willard! (Will Wood)
You know I couldn't hurt a fly, my friend/I'm not the type to step on ants/I've nearly cried for moths that die in porchlight lamps/More for the plights of mice than men/See, I myself have been stepped on so many times/It's started to feel like my place/I've failed to fit into those nests that scrape the sky/Is there room for me in your cage?
"First off: super relatable lyrics about being incapable of comprehending humans and finding better company in animals, I can't listen to them without crying. Second: the musical vibe to it makes it feel grand but at the same time private and personal like we're listening to someone's deepest inner thoughts. Third: the context. In the song, the singer is talking to his pet rat, Socrates. Will wrote this song after his pet rat Mr. Algernon Socrates Boy passed away."
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If Jake is based on archetype of Strong Female Character then I think he should get Evil Woman arc. Let him snap and go bananas. Sburb is his stage and he is gonna became a star, and break fourth wall and if needed all the walls. I just really want Jake to go batshit. And then better but first batshit. And fight with crockertier! Jane because I think it would help them both to have a proper scream match and some stabbing or two.
admission: i have let this ask stew in my drafts for months because i had exams, and also because i needed to fully process everything in this singular paragraph because it threw a wrench in my jello sack processor
so, in short:
thank you for this ask anon holy shit i love getting asks about this stuff i am full of words about it !! that being said
I AM QUESTIONING THE CLASSIFICATION OF HIM AS STRONG FEMALE CHARACTER. I AM SO VERY QUESTIONING IT
that statement triggered a fucking. sleeper agent in my brain because i disagree so hard so so hard, oh my god i'm. okay technically it's a half disagree. sliver of agreement in there but it's for a very specific scenario that I need TIME to explain (which i now have so Buckle Up)
if you want my aabsolute shortest shorty short response to this ask it's yes, i think jake deserves to go batshit insane, i would like nothing more than to see him be a petty deranged bitch. king shit honestly!! But Not In That Way Slash Manner. okay now WORDS
so, we have the idolization/I Know What You Are he has with lara croft. we have all his big talk about being an adventurer, we have fisticuffs and guns and sparring with a bot, but, as many posts before this have pointed out in much more depth than i can attempt to surmise, jake is not that. motherfucker is a coward, avoids conflict like the plague and plays up an oblivious front to dodge responsibility (god i still can't read the jane confession scene without screaming look at that fucking LIAR)!! a defining aspect of jake's character is his continuous lack of agency throughout the comic too, which is a rabbit hole i'm not going down for the sake of my sanity and your patience [:
point is, in the words of a shitton of other people: he's a hapless bimbo archetype, or at least attempts to embody it!!!!
he wants to be a strong female character, makes an idol out of an example of them (lara), but in the end the narrative itself bends backwards to call him pathetic. point and laugh at the moron in the piss coloured underpants. something something, yet another case of lost potential
there are specific circumstances under which jake does hit as a strong female character. that's getting old i'm gonna shorten that to sfc now. big thanks to tony crazyexdirkfriend for this perspective because the one angle where i can read jake as an sfc is from an extremely meta perspective, in reference to how he's built up to be someone with a lot of importance/skill/competence, while in reality his agency is pretty much moot. it's an empty label, all his "strength" is superficial and falls away once you look any deeper than the upper epidermis. that's neat as hell!!!! i don't think that's the take you were going for, but it is an angle i enjoy and appreciate <:
that being said, even with this and any accurate read of jake really, him having an evil woman arc will have to take place in a specific set of circumstances methinks,, like mfer is probably actively performing an insanity act for Some Reason, an angry tired jake is more likely to revert to sopping wet bawling retreat anger than anything else. letting him snap and go bananas will only work if you character arc his ass enough to change a fundamental part of him!!! and a crockertier scream match is more in jane's favour for. y'know all the years of being a vent box for him. which i don't think is accessible on a count of, y'know, Literal Mind Control
i am the no.2 supporter on the Let Jake Be Batshit train (only second because i know at least four people who'd tie for first) but i don't think he'd seek out attention from beyond the 4th wall. because he can't handle the pressure of being perceived. no walls have ever needed to be broken for jake english to be a star - he's always been performing!! for the people around him, for the narrative, to be the oblivious himbo that never meant to do any wrong. the core of jake english and what drives him to extremes has always been to be liked, and to be safe. maybe those two things are the same to him. it gets suffocating, y'know? and when something gets too much, jake does what he's always done: he runs.
so yeah, no, i don't think so. do let him be a catty bitch tho!! he deserves that [:
#choc talks#homestuck#hom3stuck#homestuck meta#jake english#dear god what have i done#most of this is nigh incoherent to me but eeehhhh fuck i need to get this out#hbluh
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The Dracula updates for today were such a weird mix of horrifying and hilarious to me?
You have the viscerally horrifying image of the count feeding on Mina, forcing Mina to feed off of him, both of them covered in red blood as he restrains her in an odd and creepy way. Jonathan unconscious at their sides all the while, hypnotised into submission as much as Mina, but at least with the vague mercy of being unaware of the proceedings (for now). What Mina tells us the count said to her, that he’d brutally murder Jonathan. That there’s no point in screaming anyway, because he’s already fed off of her, no reason to stop him now! That he will turn her into a monster and his slave and there’s nothing she can do about it, he crossed him and he will punish her.
Jonathan embracing her after this attack, rejecting that she is in some way tainted by this all and all the while smearing the blood of both Mina and Dracula over himself without a care of it. Van Helsing declaring that the count would sleep well as he is so full from a large meal and will be tired and plump, having briefly forgotten that the meal and her husband are right there next to him struck into horror by his words. This isn’t even going into what was done to poor Renfield, who was brutally and viciously murdered by Dracula who was trying to kill the only person to treat Him like a person we’ve seen in the book.
I haven’t really genuinely thought of any of the proceedings as viscerally horrifying before these events in the book, but the passage where they find Mina being fed upon was truly disturbing. That we can look back and remember Lucy’s implied awareness of what will happen at the very end, coupled with Dracula cruelly torturing Mina with the knowledge of what he’d do to her as she is in a situation equivalent to being drugged and only half aware, it paints a picture about what may have occurred when Lucy and he were alone that we did not get to know about.
But at the same time, lets be honest, the mental image of the four men barging their way into the Harkers bedroom by literally body slamming it till it gave way and stumbling into the room, Seward noting that Van Helsing did in fact literally fall over into the room was legitimately a funny image to me. Meanwhile, Dracula looks up from his meal, shocked at four grown men suddenly falling into the locked room he’s in. It’s like a sketch from a cartoon. Two doctors, one Lord and a cowboy bottleneck through a locked door to interrupt count Dracula's lunch. Everybody is frozen in shock for a few seconds.
And then to make it worse later on in the day, Dracula is cornered by the five of them in Piccadilly, four whom have crosses and one who has a Kukri knife that gets so close to nailing Dracula that it slashes his pockets and he drops all his cash. Sensing the writing on the wall, Dracula ducks down, grabs some of his money off the floor (i assume he has a reason for this, but that it makes the rich guy look like a cheap old bastard adds to the humour), and runs away from them and launches himself Through A Damn Window, runs across the garden and locks himself in the shed to keep them away from him while they stand there shocked at the course of events. I can almost see the Dracula shaped hole in the window! It’s like a scene ripped out of tom and jerry! It’s hilarious! Dracula gets mugged, jumps out of a window and locks himself in a shed to get away from the baby lawyer with the big knife.
I was laughing really hard.
It’s the dichotomy that gets me here. I am both horrified but laughing my ass off at how the count is, actually, laughably ridiculous. The vampire can’t even get a decent meal and a nap without some random men ruining it all.
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Right now, he's probably slow dancin' with a bleach-blonde tramp
And she's probably gettin' frisky
Right now, he's probably buyin' her some fruity little drink
'Cause she can't shoot whiskey
Right now, he's probably up behind her with a pool stick
Showin' her how to shoot a combo
And he don't know
I dug my key into the side (into the side)
Of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights (both headlights)
Slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time, he'll think before he cheats
Right now, she's probably up singing some
White-trash version of Shania karaoke
Right now, she's probably sayin', "I'm drunk"
And he's a-thinkin' that he's gonna get lucky
Right now, he's probably dabbin' on
Three dollars worth of that bathroom Polo
Oh, and he don't know
Oh, that I dug my key into the side (into the side)
Of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights (both headlights)
Slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time, he'll think before he cheats
I might've saved a little trouble for the next girl
A-'cause the next time that he cheats
Oh, you know it won't be on me
No, not on me
'Cause I dug my key into the side (into the side)
Of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights (both headlights)
Slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time, he'll think before he cheats
Oh, maybe next time, he'll think before he cheats
Oh, before he cheats
Oh
Amen 🙏
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and he DONT KNOW‼️‼️
I DUG MY KEY INTO THE SIDE OF HIS PRETTY LITTLE SOUPED UP FOUR WHEEL DRIVE
CARVED MY NAME INTO HIS LEATHER SEEEEEEATS
TOOK A LOUISVILLE SLUGGER TO BOTH HEADLIGHTD
SLASHED A HOLE IN ALL FOUR TIRES‼️‼️‼️‼️
MAYBE NEXT TIME HE'LL THING BEFORE HEEE CHEEEEATS
this how im feeling rn
carrie underwood i love you 🙏
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2007. If He Ever Cheats Again.
Jackie and Hyde are parked in the car, when Carrie Underwood comes on.
Jackie: If you ever cheat on me again, like you did thirty years ago, I'll dig my key into the side of this pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive. I'll carve my name into the leather seats, take a Louisville slugger to both headlights, and I'll slash a hole in all four tires.
Hyde (with a smirk): Good to know. *Kissing her * You know I won't.
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You know why I’m here bestie 😉 number 6 for the wrapped music mini fic please 💜
Hey bestie!! I thought initially you knew which song this was since I sent my top songs in the GC but the fact that you didn’t makes this even more perfect!Ngl, it’s like destiny. So this is for you!! ❤️❤️❤️
A very brief sequel to my fic of the same name which you can read here -> ♥︎
(Side note: Love that I got to do a sequel to this fic! Also hello slut ring 👀👀👀)
6. Before He Cheats - Carrie Underwood
I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive // Carved my name into his leather seats // I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights // I slashed a hole in all four tires // Maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats
Warnings: Slightly NSFW, discussion of sex but no actual sex.
Waking up the following morning, you’re greeted by a familiar throbbing in your forehead. ‘Fuck, how much did I drink last night?’ You think to yourself as you rub your temples, rolling over to face the nightstand and check the time.
What you’re greeted by, instead of your usual alarm clock, is a bottle of cologne, an empty protein bar wrapper, and a gold signet ring, all three of which definitely do not belong to you.
As you force your eyes to focus, blinking once, twice, three times to shake the sleep away, your eyes scan the words ‘let’s fuck’ embellished on the ring and you realise just who’s room you’re sleeping in. And just like that, the events of the previous night come flooding back.
The break-up, the drinking, the dares, the karaoke, and finally, the absolutely mindblowing sex with Daniel. The sex which had lasted almost all night, or all morning, with the two of you only settling into sleep around 4am when you insisted that you would be too tired the next day had you continued. And Daniel, whose bed you were currently sleeping in, and who had just begun to stir beside you.
He groans, rolling over to face you, his eyes not yet opened as he brings the sheets up to his chin. Does he even know you’re there? Does he remember what you did last night?
You attempt to make your escape, wrapping one of the decorative sheets from the bed around your naked form, attempting to make the least noise possible as you slowly stand from the bed.
“And where do you think you’re going?” You hear Daniel say behind you.
You turn to him, noticing his eyes are still closed and the sheets are still tightly wrapped around his body.
“Usually after hooking up with someone, it’s common etiquette to make a swift exit the next morning.” You say, bending to retrieve your discarded underwear from the previous night.
“What if I don’t want you to leave just yet?” Daniel questions once again, sliding himself up against the headboard, letting the sheets drop to his waist to expose his tanned chest.
“Then you’ll have to convince me to stay.” You say, a wicked smirk on your face as you take a few steps over to the bed.
Daniel beckons you to join him, and you throw yourself down into the creased white sheets, crawling towards him. You settle in beside him and rest your head on his chest.
“I could do that thing again, the thing you really really liked last night.” Daniel asks, his eyebrow raised as he looks down at you.
“Which thing? There were many things I liked.” You respond, and he chuckles.
“I’d do them all again in alphabetical order if I could just to hear you moan the way you did last night, but that would take all day, and I have a flight to catch at noon.” He says.
“Well, how about we start at A and see how far through the alphabet we can get? We can always pick up where we left off some other time?” You say, eyebrows raised.
“Sounds like a plan.” Daniel says, pulling you onto his lap.
“So, A…” he says, his lips brushing yours as he speaks.
“We definitely didn’t do that last night, Daniel.”
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