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gojoyogurt · 3 years

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happy birthday gojo!! || chilhood friends to lovers au || short fic

pairing: gojo satoru x reader

summary: you spend the whole day together with gojo, your childhood friend. this birthday was special since you were the only one to celebrate it with him since all his other friends were overseas. on this day, it felt more like you were receiving a gift on your birthday rather than giving him a gift.

warnings: grammar and vocabulary may not be the best. also, i know gojo isnt 20 but... for the sake of this story i made him just reaching his 20s hope you guys dont mind. some spelling mistakes may not be noticed.

“hey gojo!” i screamed acrossed the road as i saw the tall, light haired man with a bandana covering his eyes leaning on the lamp post. he looked over and gave a small smile along with a wave. it was such a special day since he just turned 20, if he made my 20th birthday so memorable, i should only return the favour since the both of us have been together ( not in a romantic way ) for the longest time and we were always there for each other. “ayo happy birthday you overgrown man baby!” i jokingly congratulated him. “thanks you tiny tiger” he replies back with a smirk on his face while patting me on the head. i blushed slightly, i always had a crush on him but i never got the chance to say it to him. “should i say it today?” i thought to myself as my heart skipped a beat.

we walked down the street for a while and we stumbled across a cafe that seemed pretty quiet, the atmosphere it gave off was so simple yet it was drawing our attention to it. “hey do you-“ we both said simultaneously. “man... that single braincell energy tho amirite HAHA” i affirmed him as both of us were laughing our asses off right infront of the cafe door. after wasting our energy on cackling, we finally stepped into the cafe and ordered our drinks. “one cafe latte-“ we both said simultaneously AGAIN. “why are we so in sync today??” he questioned as we both started giggling uncontrollably at the register. “excuse me, are you guys going to order?” the staff asked us. “oops, sorry. we’ll get two cafe lattes please!” i cheerfully ordered. “two cafe lattes, anything else?” he reassured us. “nope!” i confirmed our order. “ok here’s your receipt, you guys make such a cute couple! you’re so lucky to find your soulmate that matches you perfectly!” the cashier said to us. we both just looked at each other and laughed it off.

it was nearly impossible for us to get to the table since gojos hands wouldnt stop shaking because he was giggling. luckily, we made it to the table without spilling the drinks. “here, its a small gift i made” i said as i handed over a brown wrapped package to him. the crumpling and tearing sound of the paper filled the area we were in, my heart was racing since i was worried that he wouldnt like it. “oh wow, y/n you made this??” he questioned me as if he couldn’t believe that i actually made the picture collage of the both of us. “yeah... do you not like it?” i asked quietly, scared that he actually hated it. “YO I LOVE THIS SO MUCH THANK YOU!!” he screamed in excitement. the collage was filled with memories of me and gojo from when we first met when we were 5 and uptil this day.

it felt like a heavy weight was just lifted off my shoulder. “thanks!! that took a while since i also added some pictures of us when we were still kids!” i replied back in relief. “hey! lets take a photo now so we can add it to the frame!” i suggested. i wriggled my chair over next to him and i took out my polaroid camera from my bag. we both smiled for the picture and i waited for the photo to come out.. “should i tell him now?” i reassured myself. i looked at him quietly, he was smiling while looking at the photos of our past selves, “i want to see that smile forever... ” i knew that it may seem greedy, but my heart always raced whenever i looked at him, even uptil now. “hey, y/n you ok? you seem a little flushed” he asked me with a concerned look on his face. “oh, uh, yeah just feeling a little warm...” i muttered. “lets go to my place so you can rest, ok?” you agreed to go over to his place after finishing your drinks.

during the walk back to his place, i couldnt control my heart, it was beating as if im about to go on stage and perform for millions of people. i stopped walking and i was shaking quietly in a small alleyway leading to his house. “y/n, are you ok??” he ran back after noticing that i wasnt by his side anymore. i dont know why but i suddenly started crying, it was supposed to be a happy day but... why am i like this??? am i scared? gojo hugged me and i cried into his chest while he was calming me down. / “y/n... talk to me, is there anything wrong?” he tried to ask me after i calmed down a little. “i-i- i li- like u b-buht i d-don whant to ru-ruin our fwe nd shipp” i somehow managed to get the words out in between breaths. at that point, my face looked like it was a tomato about to burst. i could hear my own heartbeat, i didnt even dare to take a glance at gojo. “man... how do i take care of you... you see, y/n, i also liked you for such a long time but i always thought that you would go off with some other man so i never confessed” he confessed while scratching the back of his head.

my heart felt like it just stopped, at that moment in time, i feel like the world was so serene and quiet. after snapping back into reality, “wh-what weally??” i sniffled as i looked up at him with my swollen eyes. “HAHAHA YOU SHOULD SEE YOUR FACE RIGHT NOW BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he teased me as i quickly wiped my snot and tears off my face. “you’re not joking with me right?” i tried to confirm with him. he suddenly let out a huge sigh and walked towards me. my heartbeat suddenly increased as he got closer and closer with every step. he leaned closer towards me and took off his black bandana, “do i look like im lying?” he questioned me as i stared into his beautiful blue eyes. this isnt the first time im seeing it but i always can never prepare myself to see it. his eyes looked so peaceful, like a quiet ocean that has no limits. it felt like you could clearly see the sky even though we were in a dark area.

he put his bandana back on and gave me a long, tight hug. “you are the meanest person i know did you know that” i jokingly said to him. “hey is that the first thing you say to your boyfriend? ouch” he joked back. he hugged me for a little while longer before staring at me. he leaned in closer next to my ear and whispered, “thank you, for making this the best birthday present i could ever ask for” he gave me a peck on the cheek before looking back at me. my face was once again about to explode and my heart was probably on the verge of exploding. “can you not do that i have a weak heart you know???” i scolded as i jumped on him to attack him. “ouch ouch ouch!1!1!1!1! okok im sorry geez, violent much” he teased me once again. “c’mon, lets go to your house already, i look embarrassing” i pushed him so that i don’t embarrass myself in public. i clinged onto his arm and kept my head down the whole way back so that people dont see my face. this day was honestly the best day of my life, i had a huge smile on my face for the rest of the day.

and the rest is left up to your imagination...

hello people! sorry if this seemed rushed because i’ve been quite busy recently but ill still try to post whenever i can. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO GOJO YAYYY. actually ive been on a hiatus off anime for a while and jujutsu kaisen is getting me back into the swing of things so im really into jujutsu kaisen atm HAHA. anywho hope you guys enjoyed this short fic and see yall in the next one byee!!!

also im so happy aot the final season came out today but since i read the manga, im really not prepared for whats going to happen... also can we talk about how the intro is just a whole gender reveal party??

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #gojo saturo x reader #gojo satoru #happy birthday gojo!#jjk gojo

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queenofwerewolves · 3 years

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Future Hope

chapter one - Where it all began.

We all thought the new decade would be a new fresh start, a new beginning for humanity, we were all so excited for the the arrival of 2020... and it's unknown horrors that we awaited along with it.

it started with just jokes and memes, the virus wasnt affecting us, it didnt seem like a big deal. Then it reached Italy, then the United States. In a span of three months, the entire world changed and was affected by COVID-19. Then it happened.. the attack and sudden uprising of those who had privilege, but didnt know of it's power..

it started with the Black Lives Matter Protests, but it got worst, so unhumaningly worse. People around the country and the world tried to help and stop this evil, but it wasnt enough to stop them. The White Suprimacy.

Death, despair, anguish, loss for hope... What has the world come to?

Even after two years of the incident, in the year of 2022, the same horrors from before was still going on. No one could stop them, those who tried were imprisioned or now buried six feet under, people gave up, they lost hope... Until a new reason for that hope arrived.

It started as a friendship group. Eight people of different kinds, intetrests and hobbies brought together by a common interest, which soon grew into an unbreakable bond, sharing pictures or tagging one another with a funny meme attached to it, simple acts but filled with love.. Until this group almost lost a member.

A fight was happening while she was visiting a store, it was between a simple teen wearing a pride shirt and a middle aged man, bickering and arguing issued, but no one expected the man to pull out a gun and attempt to shoot the kid... Only to miss, and shoot the beloved group friend...

She was texting her friends while it happened, only for them to not hear anything for weeks... But she finally replied, after weeks in the hospital, recovering from the shot. One of the members couldnt have it anymore, and kindly asked for everyone to create a Discord account so they could all see how their wounded friend was doing. Everyone agreed, and surprised her with a call.

Maria was her name, and she couldnt be more delighted about the surprise..

"Yo! Yooo Bitch can you see us?!" Shouted one friend from their call

"For fuck's sake Spike the woman was shot and you have to call her a bitch?!" Rudely replied another friend, who's background was dark and gloomy and had far too many halloween decorations.

Maria laughed softly. "It's OK Spooks.. Wow.. I cant believe Im seeing you all.. Just wished it wasnt at the hospital through a videochat..." She said with a soft smile.

"It is truly a concerning situation we've been dragged into.. but it brings me joy to see you alive and well Maria" Said another friend, looking a little too-well dressed in the call

"Im guessing Griff begged you all to make a Discord huh..?" Maria said, looking at the video box of young man with a concerned yet and embarrassed look.

"Queen... We were so worried..." He answered, slightly choked up. "We thought you were a goner.. When you finally texted back I..I just had to see you..!"

Queen. A nickname she never thought someone would ever call her, hell it was a title that she didnt even deserve. Until she met Griff, which started to call her that, and her other friends jumped along, she always loved that nickname.. Made her feel special...

"Seeing you all together... All for me... It makes me want to cry.. But we dont have time for me getting emocional" Maria answered, suddenly stern

"Why is that Queen? Something going on?" Answered another friend, who was sucking on a lollipop during the call, such the sweet tooth she is.

Maria smiled. "No Muffin.. I simply have a proposal for you all.. And I hope you all are in with me...Because Im getting pretty sick of the way things are in this shit world.."

And so was born a new hope, a group of fighters that are indignified about the way things are, and how they almost took their friend away.

After healing completly at the hospital, they all met in person for the first time. Maria told them that they way they are now wont be enough to make a change to the world, but she knew how to fix that. After a small walk through the woods in the park, they came through a gated area, which Maria crawled under a broken spot of the gate and the others followed, doing the same.

"Long ago" Maria started speaking. "After I moved here, I decided to explore around this park for fun. That's when I found this abandoned gate and went through the same broken piece of wall of the gate we all came through, I believe that's here can help us become better then we already are."

Spike, chewing a piece of gum sneered at her comment. "Oh sure, what is it? A wishing well?"

"Well..." She answered as they came to a stop.

In front of them was a perfectly clean, almost sparkling fountain with clean crystal water still working and flowing out of an angel's vase. The fountain was too bright and shiny, it sure as hell didnt match the rest of the area's gloomy and dark visuals..

"It's a wishing fountain!" Maria spouted out, smiling wide. But the rest werent as.. cheery as she was.

"A fucking... wishing fountain?" Spike answered. "You expect me to believe that's a real wishing fountain? If that's true then why dont you wish for this shit world to become better?"

"I tried!" Maria answered "Apperently it doesnt make big wishes like that, it only makes wishes about yourself or something very small. Like wishing your room to be clean kind of small"

"I mean.. It kinda has that magic aesthetic, I mean, that thing is impeccably clean while the rest is covered in dirt?" Kip answered, glancing at the fountain.

"I know it sounds silly but it really works, I actually did my wish already!" Maria said smiling wide

"Bullshit" Spike answered "You aint a fucking Werewolf, what makes you think we believe you actually wished to be one?"

".. Cause I didnt wished to be a Werewolf..?" Maria answered, dumbfounded. "I always said that I LIKE Werewolves, but I never wanted to be one. I wished to be good at using a scythe and knife throwing, like exceptionally good ya know?" She said excitedly. "And before you answer, YES I do have a scythe, I bought one. Dont ask where."

"So... who goes first?" The smollest of the group, Rook, asked.

"I'll go" Said Griff, pulling out a coin before Maria stopped in this tracks. "This.. Doesnt accept coins" Maria said, seeming a bit worried.

"Then what?" Griff answered back, only to shocked when Maria answered "Blood".

Before Spike could throw a fit, Maria cut him. "Just a drop! Literally! I got a needle here with me, all you gotta do is prick your hand and let the drip fall after you make a wish."

"Let's just get on with it before Spike goes crazy again" Said Blink, the tallest of the group and the one to deal with Spike's bullcrap

Griff took Maria's needle and stood in front of the fountain...And said outloud his wish..

At first he whispered his wish, as if he didnt want anyone to hear it.

"Uh.. It has to be out loud or it wont work Griff." Maria said.

"I-I said.. I wish to be a strong, masculine and really beefy Wererabbit that's really manly and buffed up!!" he shouted with a tone of embarrassment in his voice.

"A Werebunny.. Griffy?" Said Maria in disbelief. "What?! It's co- ow!!" Without looking, he pricked his hand with the needle, and let the drop of blood fall into the fountain's water, mixing along with it. The fountain suddenly shined so brightly that everyone had to cover their eyes for a brief moment before it died out.

Then.. Silence.

"... So.. Now wh-AHCK!!!" Shouted Griff, hit with a sudden shot of pain throughout his body, which made him fall on his knees as everyone backed away from him. They watched in horror as not only he grew almost three times his size, but he got much fuzzier, his ears stretched into rabbit ears, his muscles swelled and bubbled as they grew bigger, his body shifted painfully into a hybrid between man and rabbit. When he finally finished, he just collapsed on the floor, panting exaustedly.

His friends were inicially shocked, until Maria snapped out of it and rushed to his side, placing a hand on his head. "Griffy? You OK..?"

He answered, in a much gruffer, deeper voice.. "Yeah.. Yeah Im good.."

"Jesus.. It worked.. Can you stand?" She asked. Griff nodded as he slowly got up and almost knocked his head on a tree branch from how tall he was now. Everyone was looking up at him, jaws dropped in shock and awe, until..

"HOLY SHIT YOU'RE NAKED!!!" Rook shouted as she covered her eyes, running in place "MY EYES!! THEY BURN!!!"

"We.. better finish these wishes quick and get you some pants." Maria added, Griff simply nodded as he covered himself embarrassed.

One by one they did their wishes. Becoming who they wanted to be to fufill their purpose with Maria.

Spike wished for strong arm strenght, fast stamina and an aluminum bat that never breaks, and can destroy almost anything. Blink asked for a sword, the ability to parkour and jump from building to building like some kind of vigilante. Kip asked to be part cat for the heck of it and that whatever she draws will become a reality. Muffin asked to be a fairy, to bring joy because she isnt a fighter. Togekiss asked for high I.Q, the ability to see simulations of possibilities in the future and telekenisis and teleportation. Spooks asked to be like an Underworld Goddess, with the power to summon shadows and have the darkness on her command, and finally, Rook asked to be part bird and a wizard with elemental nature, and musical spells,to honour her beloved Lammy, she also wished to have a split personality to be like her favorite character, ENA.

And so the team was ready, and soon they would make a change to the world, the revolution has begun, it was time to shine..

For a Future Hope.

#Queen's Story #IT'S HERE #FINALLYYYYY #I HOPE YA'LL LIKE IT

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peterpumpkinparker · 5 years

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Dropping By- Peter Parker/Spiderman Oneshot

Hi guys! I know its been awhile and wow Ive missed this blog-hopefully this makes up for the 3 months of ghosting <3 Word Count: 800+ Genre: Fluff! Warnings: None!

You stared at your complexion in mirror, not truly happy with the person staring back. Did your hair look fine? Did you look under dressed? Over dressed? Was your makeup too much? Too little? Your head swirled with these unanswered question. You knew know matter how hard you tried, you weren't going to look perfect on this first date.

Peter Parker, your crush since you walked into his chem class and fate graciously put your seat next to his. Your crush since he helped you study for chem after your grades started to slip. Your crush after you realized he was the Spiderman. Your crush after 4 months of pining for him, had asked you out. You thought it was a miracle, but really, everyone knew it was meant to be- and by everyone, Ned and MJ. But he had asked you out to dinner, at some new Italian restaurant, and you calmly said yes even though you wanted to scream.

You smiled at yourself in the mirror, letting the happy memory wash of that day over you like sunlight in summer. You weren't sure you were ready for this date- the butterflies you had were practically eating your stomach from the inside out- but you weren't going to back out now.

You walked down to the living room, hearing your parents in the kitchen. It was almost a half an hour to your date- and you were hoping to give a pep talk to your parents to not make things awkward between you or Peter by asking embarrassing questions. But, to your confusion, your parents looked like they were leaving- when they specifically said they would be home.

“Whatcha guys doing?” you asked casually, cautiously watching your mom pack makeup into her purse.

“Oh, y/n, you look so nice,” your mom complimented, her voice leaving a trace of guilt.

You grabbed a water from the fridge, your hand shaking from nerves.

“Are you going somewhere?” you asked before gulping down water.

Your dad sighed, giving your mom a sidelong look. “Y/n, were sorry, but you cant go on your date tonight.”

You felt your heart drop down to your stomach as shock filled your system. Almost choking on water, your voice cried out, “Why?!”

Your mom gave you a sad look, explaining,” Your father forgot he had a company get together tonight, and he promised he would be there, and he can only get in with a plus one.”

“Its required I have a partner with me to get in,” your dad further explained, “some fancy restaurant or something like that- I know it sounds stupid,” he added, seeing your clearly reproached face, “but your mother and I have to go. And you have to hold down the fort while were gone”

You looked between your parents, hoping for a crack in their faces, a way to wiggle in and get what you both want, but there was no way in.

“So- no date?” you asked helplessly.

“Im sorry, y/n, but- no date.” you mother answered, her voice stern but sympathetic.

You sighed, filling your disappointment replace the excitement. “Guess I'll go call Peter.”

“Alright,” your father called out from the front door, “tell him were very sorry- we'll be back around 9!”

Your mother gave you a quick hug, and after your good byes and the slam of the door, the emptiness of the house made you somehow sadder than before. You didnt want to call him- the dread of letting him down, or him thinking your backing out made you feel guilty. But you found yourself finding his number in your phone, and clicking the call button, the ringing sound making you chew on your nails from nerves.

Peter picked up surprisingly quickly, making the butterflies come back from the sound of his hello.

“Hey Peter,” you sighed, dreading to tell him the news.

“Hey y/n!” he said rushed, as if he had been running for a while, the sound of wind making his voice sound fuzzy. “Im almost there, dont worry, I just gotta couple blocks to go-”

“Are you being Spiderman right now?” you asked, a smile sneaking onto your lips.

“Uhhhh-why you ask that?”

“Cause- I can hear Karen through the phone,” you stated with a smirk, waiting for his reaction.

“Crap!”you heard him curse, making you laugh even though the guilt was eating in your stomach.

“Yeah… I am,” he admitted, “but Im gonna change in the alleyway next to your house- so your parents wont think Im some crazy person when I come to pick up.”

You sighed, burshing your hair to the side. “Peter- Im so sorry to say this, but- you cant come over.”

“Wait- whats wrong y/n?” he asked, hurt in his voice, making your heart ache.

“Nothing, its just, my parents have some stupid company party to go to, and they need me to “hold down the fort”, you said with air quptes, not remembering Peter couldnt see them, “so- the dates cancelled.”

“I really was excited, Pete, I was,” you put in after, rushing your words to hopefully fix any wound you caused him.

“Me too,” he replied after a small silence, his voice smaller than usual.

‘Next week,maybe?!” You hated hearing him sound dejected, so to compensate, you tried to make your voice sound hopeful.

“Kay?” you asked him, hoping he would forgive you for doing this to him.

“Kay,” he repeated, his voice still sounding as if you just dumped him.

“Im so sorry about this Pete.”

“Its not your fault- Ill see you later, I guess. Night y/n.”

“Night.”

You sighed, laying on your bed, hoping the tears trying to crawl up would go away.

“Well,” you concluded to the ceiling, “that didnt go as well as I hoped.”

With no plans for the night, you decided to just do what you usually do on a normal night- blast music and try to do some homework. The night was just about to come, twilight coloring your room with a burst of golden hues. It was beautiful, you had to admit, and again you felt a pang of longing to be with Peter

.It had been an hour of lonely listening to your depressing playlist of sad songs when a sudden knock was heard on your window. You jumped, a scream escaping your mouth as you instantly turned off your playlist.

You craned your head at the window pane, trying to see who the intruder was, but only a pink and orange sky greeted you. You stepped off your bed gingerly, and as you opened the window to investigate the strange sound-Out of nowhere, a red object whipped out from above the window, making you scream until you realized who it was.

“What the hell!?” you yelled, laughing off the fright.

“Im sorry, Im sorry!” Peter unhinged himself from his upside down position, the piece of webbing flying away in the breeze as his feet made contact with your small terrace.

You smiled, nervousness attacking your stomach. “Its okay,” you asked after brushing your hair out of your face- “why are you hear?”

You watched Peter shuffle a little with his feet, his broad shoulders blocking your sight of the railing of the terrace.

“Well, I felt bad that we couldnt- ya know, go out or anything-” he fumbled, “so….” He took a pause, looking at you so intently with those bug eyes on his red mask you felt a little unnerved- like he was staring right into you.

“Uh-Why dont you just close your eyes,” He finally said, the nervousness coming through in his voice. You were confused, so you took his outstretched hand with a suspicious smirk, and you laughed at the ticklish feeling his hand left on yours as he led you out your window.

“Okay, “ he counted, “one..two...three.”

You opened your eyes, and when you did, you were met with the sight of a mini picnic, complete with even a little bouquet of flowers with your favorite Italian food laid out on take out plates. It was the cutest thing you had ever seen, and you didnt know how to react to such a sweet gesture.

You stared at it, shocked- how could you be with someone so sweet and caring?

“I mean, its not much-” he began to ramble as if he was embarrassed about the cheesiness of it, “but I figured since you would be home you might want to hang out here- its okay if you dont but I just thought maybe Id come hang out with you instead of going somewhere so I picked up the food I hope you like the flowers some lady sold them to me on the-”

You laughed, kissing his cheek to make him stop- you knew if you didnt do something, anything, hed probably go on that nervous rant for hours.

“Its perfect.” You smiled at him, happiness filling up in your eyes.

Peter felt relief envelope his body. He wished he wasn't so awkward around you, but you didnt care if he rambled, or accidentally scare you half to death. You were so sweet and funny and new him so well and man, you looked so pretty at this time of day, he wish he could take a picture of you and keep it forever. He sighed, relishing the feeling of your hand in his.

“Wait-” you interrupted his thoughts, “how are you gonna eat?” You pointed at the obvious mask covering his face.

“Oh!” He thought, feeling dumb for not thinking of that and maybe changing before he decided to knock on your window.

He quickly fumbled with his mask, bringing it above his nose so all you could see was a wide grin.

“Better?” he asked.

“Much better,” you smiled, and kissing his cheeck again you yelled: “Lets eat!”

I hope you guys liked this! I havet been active (like at all) so I hope this makes it up! :)

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darktammy · 5 years

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New roses in my Womb (part 3)

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You laid in bed with Kenny’s t-shirt on covering your whole body, you look up at the ceiling thinking about what Dean said to you. You read the note over and over again thinking this is crazy he don’t mean it right? You sat up in bed still thinking about it still. It’s been two days since that night, two days since he did what he did touching your thigh making you touch your thigh. Making you bite your lower lips every time you think about it. Dean it seems he's been in your mind a lot lately. The way he grins at you eyes full of whatever it is his thinking of making you feel numb. You start to move your hand down to your core as you close your eyes thinking of him, no you can’t your with Kenny, but Dean his in your mind again.

You see him sitting down on the chair from the dinner table. You laying on his dinner table with your legs open you start to rub yourself making yourself moan every time you circle your bud thinking of Dean sitting there watching you playing with yourself. “Yeah Y/N that’s it keep rubbing yourself.” You thought Dean would say to you. You took your other hand sticking two fingers inside of you making you moan even louder than before. “Oh god Dean is this good enough for your cock? I want it so bad please give it to me baby please!!” You keep saying as you imagine him right in front of you. Dean leaning in as you keep pleasing yourself. “I will I need you to come for me.” You added another finger inside of you pumping yourself as you rub your bud picturing Dean smiling at you pleasing yourself. “Your a little slut there Y/N, teasing me like that baby girl. I’m going to enjoy eating your pussy out so much your going to be screaming my name.” You started to feel a knot your stomach, you know that feeling your getting close. “Yes Dean I’m your little slut, I’m a dirty girl for you, yes I’m so close baby yes!” You imagine Dean getting up from the chair pulling for you to sit up as he grab a hand full of your hair kissing you hard then, his other hand grabbing and massaging your breast. It was enough for you to finally come undone, yelling out his name over and over again. You laid back down on your bed opening your eyes looking back up at the ceiling once more. “Oh my god what did I just do?” You look at the time it read 2:30 am. “I better get some sleep.” You said.

You waited for Kenny to come home with a smile on your face. You hugged him as you both headed back to your apartment. Once inside you and Kenny start to kisses each other making out with one another until you both had full blow on sex in the living space. After some time Kenny got up pulling his shorts on he look back to see you sleeping on the sofa. He headed to the room grabbing his shirt already he sees that you have already worn it. “Oh Y/N babe.” He laugh as he look over at the night stand seeing a note on there. He pick it up opening it as he read what it said. Kenny’s face went from excited to piss off fast. “Dean!” was all he could say as he rip the note in half. “I’m going to kill Dean once I see his ass.” Kenny turn around leaving the bedroom looking at you with small smile on his face. “Don’t worry Y/N I’ll keep you safe from now on.” He said blowing a kiss at you.

Once Monday came around Kenny had his eyes set on Dean, he didn’t care whoever or whatever gets in his way, he was going to get his hands on him. The night started off pretty good the show ran fine, then it was time for Kenny to come out to talk about what happened last week on Raw. This time instead of talking about bobby he was going to talk about Dean, but how so can he do it. Kenny knows that you were watching so he knew he had to make it count. “So looks like I have a bone to pick with a few dogs if you all get what I’m saying.” The crowded cheer Kenny on. “You see people I think I need to set someone in that little three men group a massage. One that I think needs to understand, he needs to know that he can’t have what I have. He needs to know that the lunatic can’t have what belongs to Omega.” A loud siren noise was made then the heavy guitar riff after then Dean walks out wearing a leather jacket with his skinny jeans holding a mic with that same smug look on his face.

Dean look at Kenny in the ring as he held the mic close to his mouth. “Did I hear you correctly Kenny? You said what belong to you? Like what your title? Oh wait I forgot you don’t have one, so what the hell are you talking about?” Making the crowd laugh at what Dean said. Kenny who at this point was ready to lose his mind. “Oh think you know that little note you left me last week that said ‘I’ll make sure…’ you’ll make sure of what Dean?” Dean’s face want from confuse to surprise because now he knew what Kenny was talking about. The note Dean left you last week with the stuff animal in the bag.

Dean was mad now that Kenny found out about it. “What I mean to say was I’ll make sure I kick your ass.” Dean said throwing the mic down then walking down the ramp. Making Kenny toss his mic out the ring ready for Dean to enter which he did, as they both started to throw blows at one another. Dean giving Kenny a clean uppercut to Kenny’s face making him laugh as Dean ran giving Kenny a closeline from hell making him lay flat on his back. Dean fell on his knees as he whisper to Kenny. “Y/N she’s a sweetheart the way she feels is exciting I know at night she thinks about me more than she does about you.” Kenny punch Dean hard in the face knowing that it was going to leave him a black eye. Kenny got up grabbing Dean ready to knee him in his face until Roman and Seth came for the save. Making Kenny run out of the ring so piss off that he started to trash talk about the whole thing.

Once backstage Undertaker, Hunter, and Shane where all in the back wondering what the hell was that out there. “Ok Maybe just maybe I got a little carried away from that.” Roman look at Kenny. “Boy you try to kill my bro!” Seth tried to keep Roman back. “Hey everyone calm down right now!” Taker said looking at everyone in the room. “Kenny I don’t what’s really going on in that head of yours, but you better and I mean you better watch what you say or what hell you do next time, do you understand?” Kenny nodded his head then he looks over at Dean with death stare.

Back on the bus Dean was on his phone watching a video while Kenny was catching up on some of his favorite Japanese shows he use to watch back in Japan with you. His phone rings only to see you calling him. It put a smile on his face as he answered. “Hey babe how's everything?” You smiled as you was taking a bubble bath. “I’m fine babe just taking my bath drinking wine.” As you sip your wine glass. “Yeah I know how much you love drinking wine when you take a bubble bath. So yeah let me guess you called about what you saw?” You nodded your head, “well yeah babe I mean what happened right there? I know what made you snap, but what?” Kenny sigh as he look out the window. “Try to understand your mine and for Dean to leave that note for you, nah I don’t think so. I did what I did and yeah I got in trouble for it.” You giggled a little as you and Kenny start talking about both your nights. Little did Kenny know Dean was listening while Seth and Roman nodded here heads to one another.

On the next week Kenny had a match with Seth which turn out to be a great match between them. Kenny pick up the win as he walk up the ramp while the crowd goes wild. Seth sat there in the ring in shock. Kenny headed to the back getting ready to change just so he can head to the hotel. “Kenny?” A female voice was heard in the back. “Cara?” Kenny said. “Hey Kenny long time no see. How you been?” He nodded his head as look down at her. “I’m fine just doing great with myself yeah. How about you Cara how's life?” He said with a smile smile. Cara and Kenny’s past was pretty much ok. Kenny being in Japan Cara being in america it was hard for them but they tried to make it work until one day Cara just told Kenny that she couldn’t do it so they ended it as friends.

Kenny smiles as they both started to walk away together talking about how everything is. “You know Kenny I’m glad you’re here in america, I mean look around it’s great your going to love the food the action you know.” Cara spoke. Kenny laugh as he look at her. “Yeah I know but I’m here because I want to end my career with WWE.” Cara look up at Kenny with a smile. “Oh yeah then what?” Kenny smiled as he look up into the sky. “Then move back to Japan and marry Y/N.” Cara stop as she look at Kenny. “You mean the writer the one who makes all those poems in her book Y/N?” He nodded his head. “Well that’s great I mean….it’s good.” She said with fake smile. “I know I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with her you know?” Cara nodded her head as they both started walking again.

Cara and Kenny walk back to the hotel entering the lobby, little did they know Dean and Roman were both sitting in the bar watching them both enter then sitting next to each other ordering drinks. “Who’s the chick?” Dean said. “That my friend is Cara Kenny’s ex.” Karl said to him, “Why the hell is she hear?” Karl said. “Who know maybe to break up Kenny and Y/N?” Roman said. Dean look back at Roman. “Oh yeah I bet she can do one hell of good job with that.” Dean said laughing at them.

Kenny and Cara start laugh while Cara start to take shots while Kenny just drank down his soda. “So Kenny how long have you both been dating?” Kenny laugh at Cara, “Yeah we’ve been together for two years so yeah. We meet in Japan when she was doing her book signing and I was like wow.” He laugh while Cara just look at him. “You know Kenny I love her, I love her books I mean she’s a great writer and all.” Cara said looking up at him, “But I missed you so much I just wishes we could have work things out a little better then what I made.” Cara look up at him as he moved her finger over Kenny’s lips.

Kenny look down at Cara then he turn his head the other way. “Cara were just friends now I’ve move on I’m with Y/N now so me and you are done. You even said it yourself.” Cara started to cry, “Please Kenny can we please try it again?” Kenny shook his head as got up paying for the drinks. Cara got up as she walk with Kenny back to her hotel room. Once upstairs Kenny help Cara enter her room as he laid her down on her Cara kiss Kenny as he move back from her. “Kenny please?” Kenny look down at her as lean in kissing Cara back. Dean was on the outside of Cara hotel room door hearing the noise. “Damn Kenny.” Dean walk away from the door and enter his hotel room laid down on his side of the bed looking over at Roman nodded his head. “Yeah Kenny gave in you was right?” Dean gave Roman the $100 as they both watch a movie.

You sat on your sofa watching your favorite show on Netflix you look over to see the door to you apartment open just to see Kenny rushing in. “Hey baby how was the live show?” As you got up from the sofa walking to Kenny then he grabs your face kissing you hard. You move your head over just so you can talk. “Kenny I miss you as well clam down.” Kenny pick you up then laid you down on the sofa. “You know what Y/N let’s have a baby right now.” You sat up looking at Kenny. “What?” Kenny start to to take his clothes off, “Y/N please have my baby will ya.” You nodded as you took off your bathrobe. That night you and Kenny made love and rough sex all because Kenny made one little mistake.

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peacedolantwins · 6 years

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Clean (E.D) Part 3

A/N: so this one is gonna be a bit longer just because I feel like I’m breaking it too much so here we go, also yes i threw emma in here because i need to move the plot along

You had found a nice park a few blocks away from where the house was and seeing how cold it was, there wasnt any kids around. You really should have brought a thicker sweater. You went and sat down on the empty swings, taking a moment just to breathe in your surroundings. There was something calming about being in a park when no one else was around. When a gust of wind came by, you watched as a few of the leafs from a near by tree fell off and were added to the pile already forming on the ground.

Being around other people was something you hadnt gotten used to since you left New York. Everything was so different here in LA. It was nice having people not know about your past or what happened. Your feeling for Ethan were happening so fast and it was kind of scaring you. Last time you had felt anything close to this, you ended up making a mess of your life back home.

You had just met him, but everything just felt right. You knew he would have had to be a good person or else James wouldn’t be friends with him after all. After everything you’ve been through you knew he wouldnt bring someone like your ex around you. Maybe you could just see how things go and take it from there.

“Hey,” You were brought out of your thoughts when someone sat down at the swing next to you. Looking over, Ethan was right there, just waiting for you to say something.

“Did James send you after me?” You were kind of offended that James didnt trust you to go out on your own.

“No he didnt. It just looked like you were upset when you left and you could use someone to talk to.” He looked at you like he genuinely cared and it was so nice to see that from someone else.

“Just… moving here has been a big change for me, that’s all. I’m still adjusting I guess.” While that part was true, you weren’t going to tell him that you left to think about him and to sort out what you were feeling. As you spoke, Ethan couldnt help but take in how beautiful you looked. Your cheeks rosy from the cold, your hair swaying from the breeze. He wished he could have taken a picture because to him it really was a beautiful view.

“It might take some time. I remember when Gray and I moved here it took us a while to figure out everything.”

“Where did you move from? If you dont mind me asking,” When you turned to face him, he seemed shocked.

“You really don’t know who we are, do you?” When you shook your head, he couldnt really believe it. It had been a long time since he met someone who didn’t know what he and his brother did and it was refreshing. There was no already formed picture of him in your head that he had to live up to. He was getting to start new with someone.

“We make videos, like James just not with makeup.”

“Oh,” you didn’t think James was going to introduce you to those friends. You knew he had a few youtube friends but you never thought you would meet them. You were just a friend from home afterall.

“Well, that’s cool, but you never did answer my question.” While it was nice knowing they were influencers as well, you still wanted to know more about him.

“What?” He thought you would have asked more about what he did. It seemed almost like you didnt care about that side of him, but rather wanted to get to know him for him.

“Where are you from?”

“New Jersey, we moved about three years ago,”

“Three years ago? How old were you? Arent you younger than James?” If you remembered anything James told you about the boys it was they were younger than both of you.

“We left when we were fifteen and-”

“Oh my god that’s so young! I thought James left early but damn thats really young, wow.” You couldn’t believe they had been on their own for so long. Well, it wasnt that long, but knowing they were so young was crazy to you.

“My turn.” He turned to you even more.

“Sorry?”

“You asked me a question, so I wanna ask you a question.” You didnt know about this. As long as nothing came up from your past you would be fine. That wasn’t something you were ready to talk about with someone you just met, no matter how they made you feel.

“Okay, go for it,”

“Why did you move out here?” He looked curious, you werent about to be completely honest but you didnt want to lie to him either.

“Home just wasn’t home for me anymore.” He could tell you didn’t want to talk about it any further than that so he left it at that. He just met you and he didnt want to push you away. You two sat in silence for a few minutes before he noticed you were shivering. Getting up, he took off his coat and held it out for you.

“No, its okay, I’m fine.” You shook your head and did your best to stop your shivering.

“No offense, but youre not exactly a good liar.” If only you knew, you thought to yourself. “Just take it,” Getting up from the swing you reached out for it, only for him to hold it open so he could help you put it on. As you turned around, you felt his hand caress the back of your neck and you felt shivers go down your spine and you knew it wasnt from the cold. Once it was on, he couldnt help but smile at seeing how cozy you looked and he would be lying if he said that seeing you in his clothes had no effect on him.

“Do you want to go and maybe get some coffee or something?” While the two of you seemed to be enjoying each others presence, he didnt know if you would want to actually go somewhere else with him.

“I didn’t bring my wallet with me or anything-”

“My treat,” He could care less about paying for you. He just didn’t want to go back to the house with everyone else just yet. When you nodded your head, he began to walk back the way you came but you were suprised when he stopped by the curb. You saw him take some keys out of his pocket and you looked where you are only to find yourself next to a white jeep. He moved closer to it and opened up the door for you. You hadn’t even heard a car before he got there.

“Thank you,” You blushed and got in. As he closed the door behind you, you hoped the cold would make your blush blend in.

Rather than taking you to some starbucks like you had expected, he took you to a rather small coffee shop that had a very homey feel to it. There wasnt that many people in there and it took you by surprise when he took your hand in his and lead you to one of the back tables away from the door. After asking what you wanted, he left to go order your drinks leaving you thinking about what was happening. What was happening? You just met this guy, he built you a dresser, gave you his jacket and is now currently buying you a coffee.

When he came back, he slid your drink over to you and watched with a smile as you grabbed the mug to warm up your hands. He just met you and he already liked taking care of you. For a few minutes you two just sat together enjoying each others company. Just as he was about to tell you something, this girl came up to the table.

“I’m so sorry, I know you don’t like being bothered when youre eating but could I get a picture please?” This poor girl looked like she was scared he might actually say no.

“Sure, of course.”

“Do you want me to take it for you?” You asked her. While you still didn’t know much about what Ethan did with his brother, but apparently enough people knew about them to be asking for pictures. You thought it was kinda sweet.

“Yes please,” she handed her phone to you and both of you stood up from the table so you could take the picture. Once you finished, you handed it back to her and she thanked you both before leaving.

“You know you probably just made that girls entire week right? She looked so excited to meet you,” While you had been happy for this girl, Ethan seemed somewhat closed off.

“Hey, whats wrong?” Did you do something wrong?

“Nothing, just- are you almost done so we can go?” He kept looking around and wasnt really looking at you anymore. After a small “yeah” from you, he stood up and was already walking towards the door. Quickly getting up you followed him out only to find him already in the car.

The car ride was quiet and tense to say the least. While you two had been in silence before, then it was nice and comforting, now it felt like you were in the car with you mom after she just finished yelling at you.

“Ethan? Did I do something?” You asked quietly, scared of what his answer would be.

“Fuck, I shouldnt have brought you with me. Everyone is gonna see me with you now.” He exhaled while running a hand through his hair.

Okay. That hurt a bit. Maybe you had been reading this entire situation wrong. Just because you were used to shitty guys, you shouldnt have assumed the first guy to treat you nicely had a thing for you. Feeling completely stupid and embarrassed you turned away to the window.

“Wait, I didnt mean it like that-” He tried to correct himself once he realized how bad that came out. But it was too late. You had just arrived back at the house and you were already out of the car before it was even completely parked. In his rush to catch up with you, he failed to notice the other car in the driveway that wasnt there when he left. You were already back inside looking for James, not noticing there was someone else in the house.

“James, give me my wallet. Now. Please.” He rushed to get up and get it from his room. He’s seen you upset and knew this was how you were when you were hurt. Coming back downstairs, he noticed you were now in Ethans jacket and couldnt help but smile. He gave it over to you and watched as you angrily took out some cash.

“Here. Give this back to your brother and tell him thanks for the coffee.” You shoved off the jacket and threw it at Grayson along with the money. You knew it wasnt his fault and you shouldnt have been rude to him, but you were upset.

“What did Ethan do? Ive been trying to call him but he wasnt picking up.” You heard a voice behind you that you didnt recognize. There was now a girl in the house that wasnt there before. Why couldnt James ever tell you when other people were coming over?

“Emma? I texted you I would go over later-” Ethan finally caught up with you and cut himself off when he saw you were also in the room.

“Y/N, let me explain-” You shook your head and kept your gaze down, not wanting anyone to see the tears beginning to form. You ran into your room and shut the door behind you. How could you actually think a guy that nice would like you? Ian and James shared a look, the younger brother following you up to your room to check on you. While he didnt know what was happening, he could tell you were upset and struggling.

“Dude, what did you do?” Grayson was confused. You two were gone for awhile and seeing you come back in his brothers jacket made him think that maybe the feelings his brother had were mutual. However, you barging into the house, throwing said jacket at him and refusing to look at him made him think something went wrong.

“I sort of said we shouldnt have been seen in public together..” He knew how much of an asshole it made him sound. But he didnt mean it like that. He still didnt know much about you but he knew once the fans found out he was with someone things would go downhill.

“YOU SAID WHAT?” James yelled from his spot on the couch. Both boys flinched at the sudden loudness and heard a crash from upstairs. Ethan moved to go upstairs and check on you, not knowing what happened but he was blocked by James.

“Oh no. You’ve done enough, thanks.”

“I didnt mean it come out like that, I swear! We were just out and someone came up for a picture and I dont know how long they were there before, okay? If they took pictures then theres going to be even more rumors going around. Emma and I cant even go out somewhere without Gray and people just assume we’re dating. You see how much hate Emma gets for being around us, I just didnt want that happening to her. I actually like her, like a lot. No offense, but Emma can take the hate, shes used to it and doesnt care at this point, but still I dont want her dealing with that. Theyre probably going to find out everything about her and she’s going to lose all privacy she had just because they saw her with me.”

James softened after Ethan finished explaining. He understood where he was coming from but it definitely could have been handled better. It also didnt help that you got hurt so easily after everything that has happened. He was about to speak again, when he saw you rush through the front door again, Ian following you down the stairs. Ian held up your wallet for James to see that you didnt take it with you, knowing James still had your keys.

“Where is she going? Is she okay?” About to follow you, once again, Ethan moved from his spot towards the door. Ian was quick to grab him the arm a little rougher than necessary and stopped him.

“That’s not a good idea, she needs to be alone right now.” While he did consider Ethan a friend, you were like a sister to him and knowing that Ethan was the reason you got set off upset him. Both Ian and James knew where you were going and knew you needed a moment so they werent worried.

The twins and Emma were still confused but chose to leave it. They knew how loyal James and Ian could be with those they cared about and knew they wouldnt be getting any more information out of either of them. Ethan, however still had another question.

“Emma, what are you even doing here?” He turned back to face her. He also barely realized that you hearing him tell her he would be going over tonight didnt help the situation.

“Well neither of you were answering your phone so I texted James and he said to just come over. I wanted to talk about the video for today before we actually film it. And I kinda wanted to meet her, James had told me she finally moved in and I thought it could be nice having another girl around.” While she did feel a little bit bad that her being there made the situation worse, it wasn’t her fault.

“You can meet her another time, but I think its better if you all leave right now. Not trying to kick you out, but this is her house too and she should be able to come home not worrying about having to deal with something she doesnt want to.” James wanted this day to be over. Things had been going so well with everyone and now he was just exhausted.

A few hours later you came back to a quiet house. The jeep and other car were missing so you could only assume everyone else left already. You knew James would want to talk about what happened today so you went to get changed. If you were going to be getting emotional you would rather do it in some sweatpants rather than skinny jeans you could hardly move in. Once you changed, you headed over to James room.

“Let’s talk, kitty. What happened?” He moved over so you could get under the blankets with him. You two had always been close before the move and nothing had changed.

“I dont know. I just, it was a bit much for one day. And I know I just met him and hes your friend, but I just thought he liked me, ya know? When we were talking alone earlier, it felt normal. It felt safe and it was nice. You know how long its been since any guy has treated me like a regular person. He gave me his jacket at the park, he even bought me a coffee and he was so sweet to this girl at the shop.” He watched as you talked about Ethan with a smile on your face.

“I dont know what happened though. Did I say something wrong? Everything was going so good between us then all of a sudden he couldnt wait to leave, he didnt even wait for me and was in the car before I got out of there. He didn’t say a single thing to me the whole ride back other than that he shouldnt have taken me with him, and that hurt. It reminded me of being back home how no guy would want to be seen with me after…. you know, and then coming back here and seeing he has a girlfriend made me feel so stupid. I should have known just because he was nice to me, that didnt mean anything it just meant he wasnt an asshole.” You signed and laid down next to your best friend. It felt nice getting it all out.

“Not that I dont trust you babe, but you didnt-”

“No, no, god no. I promised I wouldnt and I’m doing better, I really am. I just met up with someone to talk and make sure everything stayed on track for me. I would have told you if I did.” You didn’t want to worry your friend about that. You made a promise when he let you move in with him and you werent about to break it.

“Okay, good. I, we, worry about you sometimes.” He moved closer to you and thats how you ended up with your head basically on his lap. “Can I tell you something?” You nodded your head as he played with your hair.

“He does like you, you know. Ethan is, mmm not good, with expressing his emotions that well. He’s doing his best. And he and Emma aren’t dating by the way. Just friends, theyre too similar. If they were left alone for too long they would annoy each other to death. And he told me about what he said and babe, he didnt mean it like that. It sounded bad yes, but he meant well.” Sitting up, you leaned on your arm to look at James as he spoke.

“So him and Grayson have a pretty big fan base. Theyre used to the attention and sadly the lack of privacy. Theyre used to people taking sneaky pictures of them and when those pictures get out people like to start rumors. Everyone literally thinks he’s been dating Emma in secret for the past few months because they went shopping together and someone took a picture of them. Since then, Emma has gotten so much hate from their fans saying horrible things about her. All over a few pictures. Emma literally does not care about it, but he just didnt want that happening to you. It’s made him a little paranoid. He didnt want pictures of you two together getting out and people saying things about you because he cares about you. I dont know why, considering youre so annoying and forced him make your furniture.”

“Shut up! You’re the one invited them without telling me,” you smacked his arm, satisfied when he let out a small “ow.”

“Really though, you should talk to him. Or let him talk to you because I dont know what went on when you two were alone, but that boy is gone. He was ready to follow you out that door again when you left. And let me tell you sister, when you’ve got one of the Dolan’s after you, you dont pass down that opportunity. If he was coming after me, I would gladly let him-”

“And I’m gonna stop you right there sis, I get the picture. Thanks for putting that in my head.” You cringed and shook your head to get that image out of your head.

“I’m just saying-”

“No, nope I get it. Good talk James, I’m glad we get to share these special moments together but thats enough for the day.” Laughing, you got out of the bed and started to make your way back to your room. Just as you reached the door, you stopped and turned around.

“James?” He looked up for you to continue.

“Could you give me his number?”

A/N: part 4 will be out soon... any ideas on what shes hiding?

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dontreadthistrashgarbage · 5 years

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Pt. 8

Guerin had curled up on her couch with a beer, playing music and scrolling through her social media and texting HEET, assuring them that she was unhurt and cheerful. Seyoon had texted her that he was on his way and she expected him any moment. She messaged him the code to her door so she didn't need to get up to greet him. It was late and she had just started to doze when she heard the beeps of her keypad. Straightening up and blinking her eyes open she saw Seyoon come in, this time looking showered and stylish. Rubbing her eyes she smiled, the gestured for him to join her on the couch.

He was relieved to see her so relaxed and smiled broadly as he kicked off his shoes and dropped his bag on the floor. Making his way over he sat next to her and cuddled up as she wrapped her arms around him and rested her head on his.

"Hi handsome." She said, kissing the top of his head affectionately. He wiggled against her, taking one of her hands, raising it to his mouth and kissing her knuckles before peering up at her.

"Sorry you had to wait up for me." He said, seeing her doze work it's way out of her system.

"You're working hard. Besides, I understand your hours. Today was just exhausting." She patted him.

He sat up and looked at her expectantly, not saying anything. She smiled, sitting up too to ruffle his hair, "I am actually really okay mostly. When it happened..." she grimaced and he took her hand again encouraging her to continue, "It was scary, seeing Charlie get caught in the crossfire like that. I wanted to fight whoever would hurt her like that. But it was just a kid."

"I thought you were pretty cool." He smiled, leaning into her slightly.

"Fortunately that seems to be the general consensus. Han Jisoo says that most of the feedback is in my favor, and with the court case wrapping up I can be reinstated as HEET's manager soon." She grinned.

"Noona! That's great!" He pulled her up into him for a big hug making her laugh. She enjoyed them holding each other before speaking again.

"It was kind of a scary moment to realize someone had been following us and filming." She said seriously. Seyoon leaned back to look at her and she pulled away, still facing him, finger tracing abstract patterns on her own knee absentmindedly. "Jisoo reminded me I'll have to get used to it." Guerin added, one corner of her mouth turning up in a forced smile.

Seyoon hesitated, licking his lips nervously before responding, "You don't... -have- to."

Her head shot up surprised, looking at him like he was crazy, "What?"

"You know." He said quietly not wanting to say it again. She stared at him incredulously, before getting swept up in impulse. Leaning in she stopped just short of his lips, wondering for a moment if it was the right time. Wow finished the thought for her, covering the rest of the distance between them. Their kisses before this had mostly been cute and chaste, this was different. She had been moved by his gesture, reminding her in spite of his own desires that she didn't need to struggle in that particular aspect. The thought hadn't occurred to her, and her heart dismissed the option as she had looked into his eyes. Her physical reaction was purely instinctual, as was his. Her hands went to his torso as their kiss deepened, then moved to cling to his back as he pulled her closer against him, into his lap. One hand migrated to his head, fingers entangling in his hair as she pulled him gently back moving lower to kiss his neck, pushing him with her body until he lay back on her couch under her. His eyes closed and he bit his lip as her hands continued wandering down his chest, feeling his hard lines.

She forced herself to pause, sitting up and looking at the stunning man under her. He opened his eyes, lips slightly parted as he breathed deeply and grinned at her sheepish expression.

"I guess that's my way of saying I want to learn to get used to it." She laughed, running her hands through her own disheveled hair, embarrassed.

"I don't think I got the message. Let me check again." He said, sitting up abruptly and reversing their positions on the couch.

"Hmmm, speak up would you?" She said, reaching up and pulling him toward her.

The sun was setting as Guerin waited by the corner she and Seyoon had agreed to meet at. Perpetually early she was taking her time watching the clouds, the color of the sky change, and the crepuscular birds swooping through the sky catching their dinner. Her lip tint today was a dark burgundy that completed her black outfit highlighted with a trendy tan long coat.

A wild magpie swooped down and landed on a fence near her which made her grin, "Hello Kacchi. Did you get your fill?" Guerin greeted the bird and pulled out her phone to take a picture.

"Did I keep you waiting so long you needed to make friends with birds?" Seyoon asked, approaching suddenly while she was distracted.

She glanced up at him then refocused on her picture, still smiling, "I'll always talk to anything." She pocketed her phone and turned to him, "But you'll see for yourself soon enough I guess."

They hesitated, not sure how to greet in public. After a beat Seyoon gestured the direction he wanted to go and stepped next to her as they began walking. She bumped against him playfully and he smiled at her as the awkward moment passed.

"Where are we going?" She asked curiously.

"Hongdae has some history for me, and you said you liked it too. I thought we could watch some busking, do some shopping, find something to eat." He trailed off with a shrug, "There's a lot to do."

"I love watching busking!" Guerin said excitedly, "When I first moved here I'd spend so many weekends coming to Hongdae just for busking."

"It's how A.C.E started." Seyoon mused, "We'd do dance performances and post on youtube."

"You've really come so far. You should be proud of yourselves, you worked hard." Guerin said, patting his head. As they walked into Hongdae proper the streets became more crowded. They stopped at a few shops, perusing clothes or jewelry. Seyoon had several times found the ugliest most ill fitting article of clothing and pretended to convince Guerin it would be perfect for him, insisting he could pull off anything. Unfortunately for him she began encouraging him to buy the items he chose so he had to make up reasons that he couldn't. In one the buttons had been stitched on with the wrong pattern and that was unlucky for singers. One pair of brightly colored pants that Guerin actually loved but they didnt have enough orange once he looked close enough. They went into a small arcade where Guerin displayed an incredible ability to be unusually terrible at crane games. Seyoon tried the claw machine as well, but before using it he pretended to plug in and communicate with it while Guerin giggled at his strange beeping sounds. He somehow managed to win a small cat plushie on the first try which he immediately handed to her.

"Because you suck so bad. Otherwise you'll never get a prize from here." He said, then dodged her with a laugh as she raised her hand threateningly before laughing herself.

A couple of times Seyoon was recognized and Guerin waited patiently off to the side while he greeted choice and took selfies with them. She had been nervous this would happen but the most rude a fan had been to her was to ignore her completely. Most of the others greeted both of them politely. The previous night Seyoon and Guerin had talked about what they would do if fans recognized them, so it was a relief to see it working out so well.

"Your fans are so lovely." Guerin said, as Seyoon rejoined her.

"Our Choice are the best." He grinned proudly.

Once they had reached the buskers Seyoon bought them a Tanghulu to share. Both of them had the habit of bopping along gently to the music as it played, and Guerin would sometimes sing along under her breath. There was a particularly sweet voiced singer that did a cover of HEET's debut song that she got excited about and left a hefty tip for, and she did the same for a dance group that did the choreography for Undercover. The performers recognized Wow and he chatted with them after the show to offer encouragement.

Guerin's heart was full from the evenings and encounters they had. As the night drew on Seyoon mentioned being hungry and Guerin dropped everything so the two of them could eat. They found a small hole in the wall restaurant that wasn't too crowded to order some chicken and beer.

Once their order had been placed Seyoon went through one of his bags, pulling out a small white cardboard box and pushing it across the table to Guerin.

"What's this?" She asked in surprise.

"A present. Open it." He sat back and smiled, watching her.

A silver star stud earring with a behind the lobe chain drop that ended with another star that Guerin had admired but ultimately decided wasn't worth the cost, and a dainty silver chain choker with a star in the center to match were nestled on the cotton pad inside.

"Seyoonie!" She gasped, pulling them out and admiring them, "Thank you, oh... wow." She absentmindedly exclaimed his nickname. He grinned wider at her reaction. "This is so much, you didnt need to do this."

He shrugged, "I thought it would make you happy."

"They're amazing, thank you." She was already reaching up to switch out one of her current earrings for the new one. Seyoon abandoned his seat across from her and moved onto the booth next to her, to help her fasten the choker. She turned to him, smiling and batting her eyes as she put up a peace sign. "How do I look?"

He reached for the dangly star, caressing it softly before making eye contact with her as he answered. "Perfect."

Her breath hitched in her throat as her stomach clenched and she bit her lip before she broke eye contact and looked straight ahead. She couldnt help but smile at the awkward private sensation she had gotten in a public environment. Through her peripheral vision she could see Seyoon still watching her as she got a grip on herself. Tentatively she reached for his hand resting on his thigh under the table, touching his pinky with hers delicately. He didn't hesitate to turn his hand and intertwine their fingers, resting their hands together back on his thigh. His leg muscles against the back of her hand distracted her until the food arrived and the two had to let go.

After they finished eating they continued wandering through shops. Guerin and Seyoon took turns sneaking physical contact with each other when no one was around or looking. Leaving a shoe store Seyoon suddenly took Guerins hand and pulled her into an empty narrow alleyway between two buildings. Holding her face he pulled her to him and kissed her. Despite being taken by surprise it didnt take her long to return the kiss, fingers holding onto the front of his shirt. They broke apart and Guerin looked around quickly to ensure no one had snuck up on them and met his gaze again. Pushing against him slightly she chastised him unconvincingly, "Seyoon-ah, that was risky."

"I couldn't fight gravity anymore." He wrapped his arms around her for a hug, resting his chin on her shoulder and nuzzling against her cutely.

"Mmm, yeah gravity can be a bitch..." she leaned against him, matching his affectionate embrace, "Do you want to... head to my place maybe?" She suggested lightly, "We can have a pajama party, watch a movie..." she trailed off leaving the rest up to interpretation for their future selves.

Seyoon nodded pulling away, "I need to stop by the dorm first."

They moved together to the main road where Seyoon hailed a cab.

"Come up with me. Everyone is out tonight." Seyoon said as the cab pulled up to his dorm.

"Won't that look bad...?" Guerin asked hesitantly.

"It won't be long." He said, then asked the cab driver to wait for them. She got out of the cab with him and followed him upstairs to the door.

"This looks nice." She said as he typed in their code.

"We got upgraded a couple months ago." He said, then opened the door for the both of them. She took off her shoes and meandered into the living room, debating for a moment whether she should follow him to his bedroom before she heard a scream and exclamations.

She moved quickly to the hall to see Seyoon standing outside a door, holding it closed with his back to it and looking shocked. "What happened?" Guerin asked. Seyoon looked at her, eyes wide and he let out a shell shocked laugh.

From inside the room she heard Jun's voice, "Hyung go away!"

"I need clothes." He responded sensibly.

"Come back later!" This time it was Charlie's voice.

"Charlie?" Guerin called out. Charlie groaned in embarrassment, "Charlie we have a cab running, Seyoonie just needs to get some clothes and we can go."

"Aaahhh... okay...." Jun sounded very disappointed. There was rustling as they moved around in the room while Guerin and Seyoon tried not to laugh audibly. The pair managed to calm themselves enough to look innocuous as the door opened and Charlie hustled out past Guerin to the living room. Seyoon peeked into the room again then disappeared inside. Guerin followed after her friend. She found Charlie sitting on the couch her face in her hands.

"Heeeyyyy..." Guerin hovered in front of her, the laughter threatening to come back, making the corners of her lips twitch. Charlie peered up at her friend from between her fingers, clearly blushing. As soon as they made eye contact they both began giggling, Guerin collapsed next to Charlie on the couch as they tried to keep it quiet.

"Oh my goooood I can't believe your shitty timinggg." Charlie said in english as they caught their breath.

"What did Wow walk in on exactly?" Guerin whispered curiously, keeping the conversation in English.

"We were in our underwear, I was straddling Jun." Charlie whispered, covering her face again, "thank god my back was to him."

"Oh geez that's nothing! I thought maybe." Guerin wiggled her eyebrows, "You know."

Charlie sighed, "I was kinda hoping we'd be getting there tonight."

"We'll be out of your hair soon and you can get restarted." Guerin offered a high five that Charlie half heartedly met.

Jun chose the next moment to come into the living room with a blank expression that looked like he was trying to internalize this latest trauma of his life. "Hello. Welcome." He said dispassionately not quite making eye contact.

"Hello Jun." Guerin slipped back into Korean. She pressed her lips together to keep from smiling. She kept struggling with finding something to say that wasn't teasing since he already seemed close to breaking. Jun sat on the other side of Charlie, casually moving a pillow over his lap and hugging it. Guerin almost lost it but turned away in time.

"I'll go check on Seyoon." She coughed, standing up and hurrying to the shared bedroom. Before she reached the far door, she passed an open door to an office. She paused curiously, it looked like a combination music and art studio. She stopped completely as she looked at some of the art on the walls.

"You can go in." Seyoon said suddenly. He had come out of the bedroom with a small bag and saw her looking.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to pry." She felt embarrassed being caught in a mini snoop, "I just saw the paintings and..." she gestured unsure of the Korean words to express how they had captured her interest.

"It's our studio. We opted to have three people in the biggest room and use this one for creating." Seyoon explained, walking over and waving her inside. She took the invitation, stepping in carefully. The artwork wasn't always conventional and required interpretation, while some were simple and straightforward.

"Did you do these?" She asked. Guerin had done some homework on A.C.E when she had learned they would be promoting around the same time as HEET and remembered learning that Wow was very artistic. He nodded, looking at the pictures too.

"These are amazing, Kim Seyoon." She murmured. He looked at her as she unexpectedly used his full name. Guerin moved to the art desk to see a painting still on it.

The words "A.C.E" and "Choice" had been written in Korean, stylized as two figures. The Choice figure was walking in the lead, holding the hand of the A.C.E figure and holding a lamp with the yellow word "sarang" lighting the way. The darkness around the figures were more stylized words, eerily spelled out with jagged edges, dripping colors or washed out watercolors. Words like "doubt", "fear" and "failure".

"I finished that today." Seyoon stepped up next to her.

"It's beautiful. Meaningful and simple." She looked up at him, "This is for your fans right? The project you and Jun are working on?"

"This and a song. We finished recording it yesterday." He nodded. She moved in front of him and draped her arms over his shoulders. Instinctively his arms went to her waist.

"You're amazing, you know that?" She said, impressed with her boyfriend.

"I've been told." He said with a sassy tone.

She rolled her eyes but couldnt help but smile. Pulling away from him she patted his butt playfully as she walked past him. "Let's go." He wiggled after her happily as they left the office. They said goodbye to Jun and Charlie and went down to the still waiting cab. As it pulled away she saw three familiar figures as the rest of A.C.E walked up to the building their dorm was in.

"Oh no." Guerin pointed them out as Seyoon laughed. She texted her friend a warning hoping that she saw it before they resumed activities.

They opted to shower (separately) and go through their nightly skin care routines before settling in for a movie. Seyoon showered first and came out with his pajamas fully buttoned which Guerin found herself almost disappointed by. When she joked about it Seyoon offered to start undoing buttons but she rushed into the bathroom to avoid being distracted. After her turn she found Seyoon in the living room.

"Noona, you're not going to finish drying your hair?" He asked.

"No. It's short enough it'll dry on its own." Guerin only ever towel dried her hair enough to stop it from dripping before moving on with her life.

"You'll get sick! Come here." He motioned in front of him.

She went along with it and sat on the floor but not before saying, "You know thats not real right? It's not scientific."

He shook his head and grabbed the towel he had used for his hair, gently drying Guerin's. [It might be an old wives tale, but I could get used to this...] she closed her eyes, enjoying feeling his legs behind her and his hands in her hair. Until he started making odd patterns, moving her head around unnecessarily and making sound effects. She tried not to smile as she dropped her head backwards into his lap looking up at him.

"Seyoonie..." she said pretending to be stern. He leaned forward, kissed her forehead then dropped the towel on her face.

She jumped up and pushed him on the couch as they both laughed, he allowed himself to be pushed to the side and she lightly slapped his butt twice, "You are too much!" She laughed, pushing on his arm again.

"Noonaaaa!" He said in a suggestive tone, still grinning he bit his lip looking up and her and wiggled his rear end. Her mouth dropped in surprise and she inhaled suddenly before it felt like she couldn't remember how to breath. Covering her mouth with her hands she sat back on the couch and moaned.

"Seyoon-ah you're going to kill me."

He giggled and offered her a wink and finger hearts which got her giggling again. She fanned herself, shaking her head before standing and walking toward the kitchen, "Do you want some popcorn for the movie?"

"Mm." He grunted a yes, watching her in the kitchen as she started the microwave before getting up and joining her. He stepped up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and rest his chin on her shoulder. "This spot was made for me." He stated, rubbing his head against hers. Guerin leaned her head against his and they stood enjoying the embrace as she ran her fingers up and down his arms.

"Babe," She used the English word out of habit, "would you get the popcorn bowl." She saw the microwave countdown nearing zero and pointed to the appropriate cabinet. He unwillingly let go but did as she asked, getting the bowl down while the popcorn beeped ready. He turned it upside down and put it on his head before trundling back chanting "Babe." In English over and over again. She looked up at him and froze as he reached out to her. She pursed her lips trying not to laugh and let him sneak a peck on the lips before she snorted once with laughter.

"Why are you like this?" She laughed as he grinned and took the bowl off his head. She took her turn to kiss him, overwhelmed by how cute she found him before refocusing on dumping the popcorn into the bowl.

The rest of the night was spent watching a movie as they cuddled up closer and closer.

"I should go home." Seyoon said, stretching and then pulling Guerin, who had tried to sit up, back into him. She laughed and allowed it.

"You could stay." Guerin offered.

"Do you have extra pillows for the couch?" He asked.

"If you want the couch sure. But you could also come to bed with me." She murmured sleepily into his chest. He froze under her and she realized how that might sound, sitting up quickly.

"I meant, like. Just sleeping I didnt mean. I mean, I want to but, I want it to- I mean it's probably too soon for you and I get that so, like, I just meant-" She was interrupted by Seyoon putting a finger to her lips as he stretched again and sat up, replacing his finger with his lips. Guerin didn't take long to shift gears with him, opening her mouth with his as the kiss deepened and their tongues met. He helped her shift to lay back as he held himself above her with one hand. He used his free hand to guide her hands to his buttons, before reaching to the hem of her long shirt she wore as pajamas. He reached under the material, touching her skin tentatively. She interrupted her important job of undoing his buttons long enough to shuck her shirt off. Their lips met again, running his fingers all along her body. Once she had finished with his shirt she pushed it down from his shoulders. He sat up long enough to take it off completely and he caught her expression as she admired him.

"I know. I'm a snack." He used her slang from the previous week. Guerin's laugh was interrupted as he lowered himself to her neck, throat and clavicle. His hand brushed the fabric of her bra causing her to inhale with expectation, but instead he migrated back up, kissed her lips a few times teasingly and sat back again.

"We should go to sleep." He smiled darkly at her, knowing exactly what he had started. Hopping up he grabbed their shirts and trotted off to the bedroom leaving her behind in shock.

"Yah! You punk!" She finally recovered and chased after him.

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wow guys

The tea saga

Nyimi mit mochanda kwani e-wiro mooh mane to magdalin othiego mooh mane, ndukle yawa, wajamani. When the pussy of a certain women of a nation is sweet it means they are poor or in a worry and thats how its known and vice versa. Planes should be equipped with bearing machines even on phones and small solar/battery powered motor boat stored on the cargo center and that center once the pilot have alerted a fall opened to let loose all cargo as an entrance from the passenger side to the cargo side to pick the small boat is made like in this song guys- click the link dude below. This is done to know where you are going once a fall happens and parachutes as well.

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Tea as well can grow in Homa bay nyanza and that sweet one more than kericho one so why pride yourself dude only two kenya former provinces cant grow tea and that is North Eastern and Coast provinces. They have learnt that they cant get out the comments on youtube once the owner of the post is dead and the email is di-enable so they resort to looking up in that they want to blow off the server of either FB, tumblr or youtube via a plane like the september ny attack for the posts to vanish not knowing some have printed the same so the opt for direct flight then in the final analysis say it was all accident. To avert that trains can be controlled from below once the reach the city of departure, can be made that way to stop silly misconduct bro.

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Gadgets like missiles, some jets and other machines are made from a lofty high but from a gorge, inclination, dug big pool which is deep by sprinkling of saliva, sperms or sewerage water dude.

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Russians are Fulani and most Fulani got kamba blood from mar so most Russians are kamba so they talk like not joking to separate themselves from kamba people. Nebuchadnezzar was Guyana blood, vineyard and worker parable to cement the truth and not enough he was dutch blooded- Netherlands, bro and Argentinian who saw the beauty of Ondingame as babylOnding and migrated to settle there and in Lazarus parable he was the rich-man dude. Get this straight fellows, dont be fooled guys. Most dutch women are guyanians, be warned people who hate progress of others but hidden as Daniel in the den of lion to remind you guys but on the outside like nebu used to visit Daniel they are good to peoples eye.

Second death were one died as a kid then went to hell not fire but brought to the earth via the vent not incarnation. These people disturb, smooth skined and wants big life not wanting progress of others. If they know of this from you they kill you. King of the jew to cement the truth, they are just awaiting the second death described in the book of revelation Bor, aborigins, far, mbali if translated dude. click the link below dudes 4 full data

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My truemate pt9

Links to catch up on the series ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE SIX SEVEN EIGHT

AN: Ok I did something in this part and kept with it all through the other parts as well. If none of you are into this particular pairing then you dont have to continue on with this series and I completely understand. I just did this because I have never done this pairing before. You’ll find out. Enjoy reading though

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Once you got to the Cuthbert residence, you couldnt be more in love with house. The Cuthbert home is a Victorian Modern home with a wrap around porch, once you have parked in the drive way. You get out to walk to the front door and knock. Naomi answers the door.

“Y/n I hope you found the house ok” she says while gesturing you to come into her home.

You stand in the foyer looking around the house and now knowing what it appears on the inside. Even inside of the house is so modern and that just totally killed it for you, as you stood on the outside you had hoped it would have the Victorian feel to it but the outside is just beautiful.

“Yeah I found my way with an ease which is a good thing” you tell her while she leads you into the kitchen.

“I will get Castiel for you, are you able to drop him off? We only have the two vehicles for now, his car is in the shop at the moment” she says while she steps out of the kitchen.

“Yeah I have no problem dropping him off” you tell her with a smile on your face.

She goes up the stairs to get her son, as soon as you hear two sets of foot steps coming down the stairs. They enter into the kitchen, you see Naomi standing next to her son who is tall, dark haired, and the most beautiful blue eyes you have seen.

“Y/n I would like you to meet my son Castiel. Castiel this is Y/n Winchester the kind woman you spoke with over the phone” she says looking between the two of you.

“Oh wow hi. I didnt picture you as young, and g gorgeous” he says while he stutters at the end of his compliment.

“D - I didnt, thank you. I think we should get going before the customer comes to the house and no one answers the door” you finally get out the sentence that was stuck in between your tongue.

He smiles at the gesture and walks out the door with you to the car.

“This is a beautiful car, is this yours?” he asks once he is seated inside beside you.

“No, its my brother Deans car. I am just borrowing it, I dont have one of my own but maybe get one later” you say while pulling out of the drive way to head back to the house.

“Thank you for agreeing in picking me up, I would have drove myself but my car is in the shop” Castiel says to break the silence in the car on the drive back to your house.

“That is not a problem really” you tell him as you have a smile on your face.

“With this job, I will be handing the customers their products that they order?” he asks looking away from the window.

“Yeah you will be doing that along with completing the transaction if they havent paid online. You will be staying behind while I do deliveries, and if everything goes smoothly than I can probably teach you how to make the plush toys and knit. How does that sound?” you tell him as you explain more of what will be expected of him while being on the job.

“That sounds like fun and I know how to sow so if there is anything that requires that then I will be of assistance” he says looking at you with a smile on his face, you can tell that he is feeling rather pleasant about the whole entire situation.

“Good because there are going to be stitching of repairs for the plush toys when the customers call in a broken toy or anything like that. If the toy is completely ruined then we are going to restuff the toy to stitch it back up to make it look good as new” you tell him as you take your eyes off the road to look at him with a smile on your face.

“Thats really generous of you. What made you want to open this business?” he asks keeping his gaze upon you.

“Well while growing up my late mother made these toys and I love how everything was hand crafted, creatively put together and knowing my mom put everything together. I loved these toys so much I asked her to teach me how to sew, knit, and piece everything together. I became accustomed to it that I fell in love with making them because knowing that someone else is going to love the toy as much as I love making them. From there I took over the business when my mom had a hard time with her hands because of the arthritis was really bad in her hands after a while” you tell him on how everything came to be for you and how you took over the business when your mom couldnt hold two knitting needles much longer.

“A family business you wanted to keep going and possibly pass down to your future children. I think thats the most heart felt story I have ever heard” he says while his smile never fades from his face.

“Yeah and there is always that possibility if that will ever happen” you tell him as you give a slight chuckle to him.

“It will happen dont worry, if not that we can adopt” he says with a wide smile and you two sit in the car driving up the drive way laughing at the comment he made about you two adopting children.

“Yeah we can adopt because its not physically possible for either of us to produce sperm to get either of us pregnant” you retort back to Castiel who is having a full belly laugh with his head falls back against the passenger seat.

Once you stopped the car in front of the house, Castiel is the one out of the car first and the both of you hear the power tools from the garage knowing Dean is busy at work.

“This is a beautiful house, you see the back yard?” he asks looking around the property.

“Yeah and it also leads to the lake which neither of my brothers noticed when we first got here” you tell him as you lead him to the front door.

You two walk into the house and give him the tour of the house before going to work in the lower level.

“Finally this is my office, here is my working station and that table over there is where I measure the fabric and thats pretty much it around here” you tell while looking around in your office.

You hear the door bell going and knowing all to well that is a customer picking up their order that they have made. Castiel gets to work right away in handing them off and collecting the rest of the transaction.

You continue on working on the party favours order that was requested by a customer whose child is having a party at the end of the week and you needed to get the order done before the customer came to pick it up.

“Well thats all for the orders for today. The only thing that needs to be done is the order you are currently working on is about it” Castiel says looking at the client list for the day and looks at the list of orders for the week.

“I am almost done here and tomorrow I will finish the rest well maybe I might just finish them tonight” you tell him while you stitch up the fabric on the plush toy.

“Your toys are beautiful, you ever think of personal plush toys to make at the customers request?” he asks while he has one of the toys in his hands admiring the work you put into.

“No I havent thought about it. Now that you brought it up I think it would be great if I added on the option. Thanks Castiel” you tell him while keeping focus on the work you are doing and not realizing you have given him a nick name.

He smiles as you agree to his suggestion, he thought you might have shot the idea down but you didnt.

You hear a knock at the door and the scent changes in the air, its Castiel who has fear reeking from him and you place a hand on his leg to rub soothing circles.

“Look at me, you have beautiful blue eyes. Sorry, no need to fear ok? Its one of my brothers and I promise you they will not hurt you, they would never lay a hand on another person ok” you tell him as you keep his gaze on you while you have your hand on his arm and rubbing it works while his nerves settle.

He looks at you and gives you a smile while he nods in agreement.

“There is that beautiful smile” you smile as you tell him what always works to settle your nerves after Dean would say the same that thing to settle your nerves.

You get up from your chair, your hand never leaving his shoulders and you open the door and its Sam who is home from work.

“Hey big brother” you say with a smile on your face as you look to him.

“Sam I want you to meet someone. Castiel this is my brother Sam who just recently got a job as duty counsel at city hall. Sam this is Castiel he will be working with me” you introduce them to each other.

While you were talking the whole time you scent that Castiel is getting more settled with Sam inside your office.

“Well congratulations Castiel, you are going to be working with one of the best people” he says looking away from him and looks to you with a wink.

“Thank you, for one of the best people she has given me the opportunity to work and that says a lot about her” he says looking between the both of you.

You look at Castiel with a smile on your face and place your hand on his arm to give a gentle squeeze for the gracious comment.

“Dont mind me, I wanted to come down here to see how the plushies have come along” He says moving into the office further to look at the toys you have made to keep yourselves busy.

“Moms signature” he says with a smile on his face as he holds one of the toys in his hands.

“Signature?” Castiel asks as he looks between you and Sam.

“Mom always added red stitching with the initials M.W. Y/n Im glad you kept it with the toys you made” he says looking away from the toy and to you.

“Well these are moms toys and after she passed I wanted to keep her initials stitched in for a memorial type thing” you look at the toys around the office and seeing the initials its like she never left.

“These are the most beautiful toys I have ever seen not because they are hand crafted because they are crafted with such elegance, kindness, care, and love” he says looking to the toys and looking to Sam who has an equal length of a smile on his face.

`“Thank you Castiel that really means a lot to me” you say moving to his side, slide your arms across his abdomen and lean your head against him.

“Sammy, y/n we should go out for dinner because I dont feel like cooking and I am pretty ei th er o” Dean comes down the stairs from the garage and stops at the door looking between all three of us in the office.

“Dean this is Castiel, I hired him to work with me and I am happy you gave me the idea to hire someone. Castiel this is my oldest brother Dean he has his own business as well and works out of the garage for now well until he can get a bigger place that is. Isnt that right big brother?” you introduce Dean and Castiel to each other, you look to Dean who is struggling to form any words or sentences and thats when it hit you.

He has found his mate, his true mate and that true mate is Castiel. He stands there looking as nervous as Dean is looking but he doesnt seem to be afraid of him which is a good thing because you didnt want Castiel to fear either of your brothers.

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willgayers · 6 years

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uhhhh i need a reddie as parents hc

oh my god yes!!!!!

planned together w @remushlupin again

its also long again. do i even need to say this anymore??? all my hc’s are long i cant write them short sue me

lets assume they have a boy and a girl (*cough* neil patrick harris & david burtka *cough*)

so ever since the kids first arrived at the shared household of tozier and kaspbrak,,, richie would not put the polaroid camera out of his hands

he’d be taking pictures of the kids CONSTANTLY in every situation ever. bath time? absolutely. messy spaghetti for lunch? you bet your ass. play time on the floor? DEFINITELY. eddie changing the diapers? even then.

“RICHIE ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS RN?”

“well what! we gotta memorize everything!”

“nOT EVERYTHING”

richie’s also constantly emailing the photos to the rest of the losers because he’s such a proud dad

“this is rhiana eating. this is rhiana outside playing in the leafs. this is rhiana taking a bath. this is rhiana sleeping. this is rhiana —”

“okay richie great pics!!” (please no more)

“thanks! now here’s liam watching tv. here’s liam with the neighbor dog. here’s liam in his favorite overalls isn’t he just so CUTE—”

so many shopping for baby clothes!!! beverly’s also bought so many like every time she sees a cute baby overall or something she buys it immediately

they basically have so many colors like all the colors of rainbow

(obviously)

once the kids get a little older like around 4-6 all they wanna do is watch disney movies!!! and eddie and richie are down with it of course

just imagine reddie + kids movie night???? all of them cuddled up on the couch??? with a bowl of popcorn??? under a blanket????

mulan is rhiana’s favorite and little mermaid is liam’s favorite

richie of course learns how to do the voices to all the funny disney characters, his best ones are sebastian and mushu though and the kids LOVE them!!!! they love them so much and it just drives richie to do the voices even more so eventually eddie has to forbid him from doing them around bedtime because the kids will never stop giggling and every time they giggle richie’s heart expands like a trillion times so he will just continue with the impressions and it’s a CYCLE

in case you were wondering, richie’s the stay at home dad. i repeat, richie’s the stay at home dad!!!!!

he definitely does the laundry and dishes wearing a baby blue apron

eddie’s working 9 to 5 as an accountant and he fucking hates the job

richie and the kids decide to cheer him up and call him facetime calls and eddie’s immediately feelin better :“)

also. whenever eddie has to work a long day he comes back home to a ready bubble bath,, a warm prepped meal and a glass of red wine

eddie knows it’s gonna happen every time he’s coming home late but somehow he always forgets? so whenever he comes home and opens the door to see the dim lighted kitchen with a candle on the table next to his foil-covered plate and the wine glass he nearly bursts out in tears

richie’s a very caring husband™

but not that great with dressing up the kids

*one night when richie’s taking liam to the movies*

“honey … what is liam wearing???”

“he’s wearing fashion.”

“is that a… baby hawaiian shirt???”

“LIAM RUN TO THE CAR!!!!!”

anyway,,, how cute would christmas times be too?? like baking gingerbread cookies all of them around the kitchen counter together while listening to christmas songs ,,, richie and eddie forgetting about the kids for a moment when richie accidentally gets some red sugar frosting on eddie’s nose and eddie’s like “omg what did you do!!!” and richie says “you’re rudolph now” and boops his nose,,, and eddie just swoons and oh WOW they’re in LOVE and some disgustingly cute heart eyes to each other are exchanged before richie leans to kiss him and the kids go “EWWWWWWWW!!!”

imagining this just added 10 years to my life

richie literally spoils them SO MUCH

*reddie shopping for christmas presents*

“richie what is that?”

“it’s the doll house rhiana asked for”

“uhh yes and it’s also 200 dollars”

“,,, it’s the DOLL HOUSE ,, RHIANA ASKED FOR”

richie would fetch them the moon from the sky if they asked for it

also imagine the christmas mornings ,,, richie and eddie on the couch snuggled next to each other with cups of coffee/tea,, with smiles on their faces watching as the kids open the presents and it’s literally just the photo of a perfect family on a snowy xmas morning

well lets fast forward a little again, the kids are like 8-10 now

rhiana has the prettiest dark, curly hair and her eyes are brown and beautiful

liam has light hair, it’s kind of like dirty blonde and he’s got blue eyes

rhiana has a lot of friends over all the time and eddie’s always making food and/or snacks and bringing them to the kids

liam has like three good friends and they’re also constantly over but they’re mainly inside liam’s room playing video games. (or secretly listening to britney spears)

rhiana does karate and liam plays soccer

richie always drives them to school and practices ,, eddie always picks them up

they’re definitely at every competition/game cheering

“THATS RIGHT! KICK HIS ASS! KICK HIS ASS RHIANNA!”

that’s not richie by the way. that’s eddie

and at liam’s soccer games they definitely have the big foam thumbs and self-made cheer sheets

whenever liam scores richie’s gonna tap the person next to him on the shoulder and be like “tHATS MY SON!!”

and that one time when liam did the winning score,,, oh my god eddie screamed and richie accidentally threw his nachos to the air

at one karate competition, rhiana got kicked a little too hard and she fell on top of her shoulder, dislocating it

eddie and richie had sort of an argument after this,, whether or not they’re gonna let rhiana continue

eddie doesn’t want his daughter anywhere NEAR the karate ring anymore and richie thinks that if rhiana wants to continue she should

however she doesn’t want to do it anymore and richie notices she’s super sad all the time, so he suggests a new hobby and rhiana is like “like what?”

richie’s like well how about i teach you how to play guitar!!

rhiana learns acoustic guitar in like a freaking week and she gets so excited about musical instruments so she learns how to play piano and fipple flute and ukulele and wow richie’s so proud

liam gets interested in instruments too now that he has to listen to his sister practice in her room 24/7 (because of course richie bought her her own piano too), so liam learns how to play the bass

“kids, i think we should start a garage band!”

eddie cutting in between with slightly nervous laughter

“i think NOT, richie!”

lord knows eddie couldnt take it

times of horror ahead at the age of 12-13

so many “I HATE YOU!!! I HATE YOU BOTH!!!!“s

…because they weren’t allowed to play video games after 11pm anymore or go to slovenia with their best friend’s family or buy the shoes that cost 150$

(even richie’s getting a little strict now because eddie keeps on telling him this is your fault you spoiled them too much and now they walk around thinking im gonna buy them a fucking 2000$ smartphone)

richie’s hurt because his imitation voices aren’t funny to the kids anymore, instead they say he’s stupid and childish

wait did i say richie’s hurt? i meant richie’s heartbroken

because his kids his babies his best friends don’t want him around anymore they push richie away and rhiana even told him to ”get a fucking life, dad!!!!“

they definitely won’t let richie take any photos to the "baby photo” books that turned into a little longer than expected

so one night eddie walks upstairs to find richie crying in the bedroom with his head in his hands

“honey what’s wrong???”

“they hate me”

“richie they adore you. they’re just teenagers it’ll go away you know it”

and it does go away thankfully,,, and at the age of 15-16 they’re almost back to normal again. but now they’re just so teenagers

richie’s the good cop and eddie’s the bad cop

one time liam comes home high

fun little fact; they’re looking after their neighbor susan’s cat for a week because she’s traveling and richie is stroking the cat on his lap as he speaks

(you know how bad guys turn around on the chair)

“well well well,,, look who decided to come home”

eddie has one leg thrown over the other and hands resting on top of his other knee with such a strict look on his face

liam goes pale as he turns around, his eyes are so red and he’s just. definitely not there

richie tilts his head

“are you… are you high?”

liam just looks at him before shaking his head slowly. like. way too slowly

“shit you got any left?”

eddie gasps and slaps richie’s arm who immediately then blurts out

“i MEAN— sHAME ON YOU, LIAM, THAT IS AWFUL AND THAT IS WRONG!”

later that night richie tries to get some sexy times but eddie’s still mad at him

“oh come on eddie it wasn’t that bad”

“yOU ASKeD yOUR SiXTEeN YEAR OLd SON IF HE HaD ANY WEED LEFt fOR yOU!!!!”

“…okay i guess it was a little bad but-”

next week rhiana wants to go to a party

surprisingly tho, richie won’t let her

she asks this over dinner and she on purpose asks this from richie directly because she’s sure he’s gonna say yes

“so dad there’s this party on friday and-”

“no.”

eddies eyes widen, rhianas jaw drops and liam raises his brows but he’s lowkey gloat that his sister gets told no for a chance

“what???”

“you heard me” richie just guides a piece of the steak to his mouth

“this steak is very good honey” he just speaks like he just didnt forbid something from his daughter

“thank… you”

“excuse me but why am i not getting to go to the party??????” rhiana is like uHhh WTF dad

“because i said so”

liam snorts

“OH MY GOD!!!”

“:)” richie

“but EVERYONE is going!!!!!”

“i don’t care you are not”

“LIAM WENT TO A PARTY LAST WEEKEND!!!”

“liam’s sixteen”

“I AM FIFTEEN”

“yes so wait one more year”

“!!!!UGH!!!”

liam decides to take advantage of this

“hey so uh, johnny invited me to this-”

“no.”

“???huh???”

“i said no”

“BUT YOU JUST SAID I COULD GO BECAUSE IM SIXTEEN”

“yes, and last weekend you got home high”

“BUT-”

“no buts. liam, you are… what do you call it…”

silence

“ah, right. grounded”

“GROUNDED???”

“really?” even eddie asks, confused

“YOU CANT GROUND ME A WEEK LATER, DAD”

“says who?”

liam is just gaping

“thats what i thought”

eddie’s lowkey turned on and needs to take a sip of some ice cold water in his glass

at the age of 17-18 liam starts dating some girl from his high school and both richie and eddie love her she’s a very sweet girl!!

she’s at the house constantly and now both eddie and richie realize that rhiana’s never once mentioned having a boyfriend?? and now they’re confused because she’s gorgeous and smart and funny and everything

richie thinks he’s such a scary dad that no guy would even dare to approach her

eddie just snorts and mumbles a "sure…”

one time eddie and rhiana are having some quality time together at the mall and eddie brings up the relationship subject even though him and richie agreed not to bring it up but hE CANT HELP IT

“so… any cute guys at your class?”

rhiana gets so pissed off and storms out of the restaurant and won’t talk to eddie for the rest of the day and eddies so confused like what did i do wrong??? honey i’m so sorry???? but rhiana won’t answer she just sulks for the whole car ride

when they get home she locks herself in the room and won’t come out and eddie has to tell richie that he asked her and richie’s like why would you do that and blah blah blah

anyway then richie goes up to knock on rhiana’s door

“GO AWAY!!!”

“it’s me”

silence

the door opens

rhiana’s eyes are all teary and her lower lip is shaking and richie’s heart drops at the sight

“,,,baby what’s wrong??”

rhiana bursts out in sobs and richie steps in to her room,,, pulling her to a hug and she just cries and cries

richie then asks again what’s wrong and suggests sitting down and talking about it

“i… the reason why i… haven’t… brought a boyfriend home is… because…”

“yes???” richie asks, his voice soft

rhiana sniffs

“honey you can tell me anything okay???”

“its because im gay, dad”

richie doesn’t say anything for a moment

it’s not because he’d be shocked but because why would his daughter feel awful about telling this to him??? to eddie?? her parents are gay,, she shouldn’t feel like this,,, but clearly something or someone has made her feel like it’s wrong and now richie feels so sad

“okay.” he just says

rhiana blinks

“o-okay?”

“okay. so you’re gay. lovely!”

rhiana lets out a stuffed-nose laugh

“really? that’s it?”

“well we can throw a parade if you want to”

rhiana just hugs richie and murmurs a “i love you dad”

she then gets the courage to tell eddie too and eddie tries not to cry because he’s actually so happy??? that his daughter is so brave to tell both him and richie ?? like he never would’ve had the guts and he never even did tell his mom he’s dating richie before they were 19 and richie pROPOSED but here his daughter is at the age of 17 ,,, and he tells her she should never be ashamed of herself and honestly the two of them have a long heart-to-heart conversation that really just,,, brings them so much closer than they ever were

liam,,, in his hetero relationship however…

“YOU BROUGHT A GIRL IN TO THIS HOUSE TO HAVE SEX????”

“eddie calm down. they’re eighteen-”

“SEX??? INSIDE THIS HOUSE??!!”

richie just ignores eddie and asks liam,,,

“just tell me you were at least using a condom?”

“yeah”

“a cONdOM??? YOU— oh MY GOD YOU KNOW WHAT A CONDOM IS!”

“baby isn’t that a good thing? the kids are being safe!”

“A CONDOM, RICHIE!!! SEX!! LIAM IS HAVING SEX!”

“okay can we PLEASE stop saying sex?!?!!,”

“THATS WHAT YOU’RE DOING! IF YOU’RE NOT OLD ENOUGH TO SAY IT YOU’RE NOT OLD ENOUGH TO HAVE IT!!!!”

“oh come on babe we were like sixteen when we first-”

liam gags and eddie gasps

that was a long, long night and a conversation for all of them. also painful

for poor liam especially

anyway overall they’re just the greatest family ever

ikea shopping together

painting the kitchen walls together and eating chinese takeaway food on the floor

disney land trips

family vacations

movie nights

watching the ball drop from the tv at new years and shooting some fireworks from the backyard

(richie nearly set the house on fire once or twice tho)

when the kids were younger and it was date night and babysitters were needed…. losers club to the rescue!

stan and bill as godfathers,,, they always take the kids to museum tours or great restaurants

mike is their favorite because sheep,,, cows,,, chickens!!!! also he shows them pretty places and photos from when richie and eddie were teens which is funny because what the fuck is richie wearing and why does eddie have two fanny packs?????

ben and beverly always take them to cute ice cream shops or play board games with them

and when richie and eddie come back home/pick the kids up they’ve literally just missed them so much

PARENTS!REDDIE FOR LIFE

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hardt4rein · 7 years

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Dally x Reader x Two-Bit

This is my first ever fanfic and it may be bad there also might be mistakes or run on sentences. I just hope you enjoy. Disclaimer this is a smut so beware you have been warned hope you will enjoy.

You are 15 years old and are walking down the street to Ponyboy's house. You new that it wasn't safe walking alone. Especially if your best friends with Pony's gang but you were strong and smart and was walking very fast so you was ok for the mean while. You finally reach the Curtis house.

"WASSUP BITCHES" you say to who ever was in the house, but you soon found out that you were just with Two-Bit and Dally. Oh man did Dally do things to you but you were smart knowing that if you was to look up one night stand or fuckboy in the dictionary you would get a picture of Dallas Winston. Now Two-Bit was a different case you guys were always friends and you always thought he was cute but he did get annoying at times when he would make jokes about you liking Dally. Which of course you said it wasn't true but your heat said other wise.

"Watchin Mickey, and im not a dog im a human boy" Two-bit remarked and you just kinda glared at him. Yup hes soo drunk you thought to yourself as you see the evidence of beer bottles around him. "Smokin" Dally replied rather quickly, you noticed the way he was looking you up and down even though thats just a normal Dally thing he seemed more into it today. Dally had just recently had broken up with his sluty ex girlfriend Sylvia, just thinking about her name made your blood boil that she would cheat on this beautiful looking specimen.

As you was just looking in between the two hottest boys in the gang you think that maybe its time for you to stop staring and to do your homework. As you start taking a out your work Dally asks you " Isnt there funner things you rather do than do your homework" you just look up from your work "First off funner isnt a word and second i need to get it out of the way if i want to do anything fun". You drew your attention away from Dallas for a bit " Speaking of homework should you be doing yours Keith" you heard a loud groan coming from no other than Two-Bit " III did it in schooools give me a break". "Wow thats new, Two-Bit did his homework before the good girl did" Dallas said putting on one of his famous smirks. " First off i did most if my homework in school im just finishing up some questions i didnt get to complete" you said staring at him chewing on the inside of your cheek. You hurried up and finished the last few problems and started packing up your supplies when you saw the two boys look at each other and grin. Dally puts out his cigarette on a near by ash tray. You raised an eyebrow utterly confused as Dally moved to the couch that you were sitting on, Two-Bit just watch with that dumb smile on his lips which you had grown to love.

"So doll now that your done with your homework how about a little bit of fun" Dally said that smirk never leaving his face, "What kind of fun do you have in mind" you asked you had a feeling of what it could be or maybe it wasn't you couldn't tell with Dally. He pick you up and sat you down in his lap which caused your face to turn as red as a tomato. While in his lap he edged his face closer to yours and your getting excited but also nervous but before you knew it Dallas was already kissing you.

Dallas had a his hands tightly around your body, as he kissed your plump lips slowly. His lips tasted like strawberries, which make the taste addictive. Two- Bit smirked, enjoying the view and came over to you and Dallas. Two-Bit pushed your hair back and started to leave very dark love bites on your skin. You let out a loud moan, which triggered Dallas and Two-Bit to gets excited.

Dallas licked your lower lip asking for entrance but when you didnt get the memo he squeezed your ass making you moan and opening your mouth a bit, he slid his tongue into your mouth and you two started french kiss on the couch.

"Let me get a turn" Two-Bit whined, Dally released your lips and picked you up to turn you towards Two-Bit. Dally being the very skilled person he is used his time wisely to start getting undressed as you and Two were going at it. Two was a little different feeling from Dally, Dally was rough, hard and needy but Two was still pretty rough not as rough as Dally and he also was very playful. Plus the taste of beer on his lips adding a new taste into the kiss.

As you two broke apart gasping for oxygen, Dally sees this as a opportunity to undress you so he does just that. Once he gets to unclipping your bra thats when you think that this is seriously real and that anyone could walk into that door at any moment which added some more adrenaline into the whole mix. " I though Dallas Winston doesnt share" you said in between gasps, "I usually dont bu-" Dally gets cut of by Two "Were trying to see which one of us you like more so you can go out with one if us". " Oh really now, but what if i dont choose either of you" you asked in a playful tone, " Then i guess were gonna have to keep doing this to until you choose" Dallas said while smirking that sexy smirk.

You grinned at Dallas when he said that, you wouldnt mind having sex with the two hottest guys in the group but the bad thing is that they are very possessive and get jealous easily especially Dally. You decide to turn the tables and you started to tease them. You were sitting on Two-Bit laps kissing him with such a lust and such a passion, you slipped your right hand under Dally's boxers and started to stroke him. In that action that caused him to give out a low breathe moan. And boy did that turn you on. You got off Two-Bit's lap and helped pull off both of the boys underwear's. You were sitting on your knees on the floor looking at both of their sizes and Dally's was a tad bit bigger. Just from looking at it Dally was about a 12in and Two-Bit a 10in and they were both pretty thicc. Both of the boys looked at your face and you dont know what face you was making but you were just staring at their boners.

"Um (y/n) are you ok?" Two-Bit ask very concerned. Dally looked at you studying your face "Your a virgin aren't you" Dally asked that smirk never leaving his face. You nodded slightly, you was thinking man am I seriously about to let this happen im 15 and im about to get fucked by a 18 year old and a 17 year old. They are basically adults and your not even 16 yet. Your mom would freak if she found out what you were doing.

You came back from your thoughts as your heard them arguing over who gets to take your virginity. "I shouuuld do it im the oldest and i never got to take a girrrrls Virginia before" Two-Bit slurred "You mean virginity" you corrected Two-Bit "Wow your 18 and you having taken someone's virginity before thats sad" Dallas remarked "And besides im more skilled in this kind of thing" Dallas gave Two-Bit a look of victory when you budded in " How about both at the same time" you asked meekly.

The boys stared at you in disbelief. "Both of us, on your first timmme???" Two-Bit couldnt rap his head around why on earth would you want that. You couldn't believe that the smirk on Dally's face could get any wider oh but it did. "I see that someone is feisty" Dally pinched your nipple and hummed at the at the moan you let out. "Ok how about we let her decide as to who's gonna take her virginity" Two-Bit asked staring at your naked form. "How about we make this a game who ever cums first is the one to take away her virginity" Dally declared, " Alright but if she cums first then we can both say we still taken it from her" Two-Bit said.

You could tell that Dally like your feistiness so he patted the couch and you climb on the couch so that your knees were on the couch seats but your elbows on the top of the couch. " Wait we dont have cond-" you tried to say before Two-Bit enters you making you lose your train of thought as the excruciating pain that was in your heat area. Dally grabbed his belt tying it around your hands as he enters shortly after Two-Bit did.You could tell Dally was getting impatient and he started to move and boy did it hurt the both of them in your tight untouched pussy.

"Take it easy now Dal shes a newbie and you might rip her walls" Two-Bit did sound kind of concern. " Nah she'll be fine besides with the both if us in here she gonna adjust quicker i think" Dally said pretty confident. After Dally hitting your g-spot and Two-Bit staring to move you adjusted and man did it feel soooo gud

Dally was more focused on trying to nut in you than Two-Bit was, now as for Two-Bit while he was fucking you he was also exploring your body. All you could hear in the Curtis house was the sound of wet skin slapping against wet skin and the sounds of your beautiful moans you three were making.

After a while of the constant stimulation your body couldn't handle it you just bit your lips so hard to the point where it draws blood. Dally grabs your hair that you had neatly put into a ponytail yanking your head back. " Im gonna c-" you couldn't even finish your sentence when you came all over Dally and Two-Bit. Because of you coming that made Dally pull out and stuck his cock into your mouth sending his hit seed deep into your mouth with his seed settling in your empty stomach. While Two-Bit waited his turn to get your mouth he continued pounding into you and grabbed the beer he didnt finish drinking earlier. Dally was taking way to long in your mouth so he decided to pull out and stick his hard cock inside your butt hole and came in there.

Both of the guys ridding out their organs in your mouth and asshole. They both pulled out and you laid there in the couch. " That was sooooo gud" Two-Bit said taking another sip of his beer. You wanted to lay their until you recovered but Dally thought otherwise, " You look sexy laying there and all but you have to get dressed" Dally said to you while putting on his underwear and pants. You groaned but complied pulling on your clothes as you look back to see a sleeping Two-Bit on the couch.

"Aww look how cute" you said watching his sleeping form as you put on your clothes. Both you and Dally heard a car pull up in the driveway and you panicked you hurried shaking Two-Bit to wake up. Gathering up his clothes and putting them in his hands as you pushed him to the bathroom. When he was in the bathroom you ran back to sit on the couch and try to look normal. "Were back" you heard Darry say " What is that smell" Ponyboy said grabbing the bridge of his nose. " It smells like sex in here" Steve said while walking in. Soda looked you at the both of you and narrowed his eyes "OHHHHHHhhhhh you two FUCKED!!" Soda said while raising his voice. "Ew no thats just the smell of Dallas's smoking" you said trying to lie and hurry to cover up them finding out. Everyone turns their attention to Two-Bit who walks out the bathroom fully dressed. " Keith why are your pants on backwards" Darry asked narrowing his eyes. " Oh shit all three of them fucked" Steve said as him and Soda started playfully punching each other.

"Um ew no first off im not gonna be a fuckgirl and fuck two guys at the same time secondly its Dallas Winston i dont want to be added to the list of girls he has fucked and thirdly why on earth would i fuck Two-Bit like come on he's Two-Bit. "Hey whats that's supposed to mean Two-Bit said sitting in between all his empty beer bottles and his pants are still backwards. "Keith what the fuck clean up after your self this isnt your house you cant just leave it a mess" Darry almost practically screamed at him.

"Your not my moooom" Two-But said before passing out on the floor. "Sooo where did you guys go" you asked trying to clear the tension. "Me Darry and Steve were all at work" Soda explained. " Me and Johnny went to the movies we saw IT" Ponyboy said. " Aww i wanted to see IT i guess ima have to go" you said pretend to be sad even though you kind of was. " Awe dont worry doll ill take ya" Dally said budding in while lighting a cigarette "Thx and Two-Bit can come to hes been roasting that clown all week" you said think about watching the movie then going to Buck's to hang out with them if ya know what i mean.

"Anyways ima go home guys" you said wanted to go to get cleaned up as you have soiled your underwear. As you was walking out the door you heard a string of goodbyes and you pulled your phone out your pocket. You went to messages and started a group chat called " The three musketeers" that had Dally and Two-Bit in it."Had fun hope to do it again sometimes 😏😝😘" you typed and pushed send as you walked down the street towards your house. Smiling to your self.

#dally winston #dally x reader #two-bit mathews #two-bit x reader #smut #fanfic #the outsiders #the outsiders smut #two-bit imagine #dallas winston in

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Hi, I'm the anon who sent the messages about Rotom-Cyrus to TWJ. I wanted to explain myself. There are two books in Rotom's Room: one written by Charon where he says he found out about Rotom "by pure chance." So Charon is involved with Rotom (prob why he has that card) but he isn't the one who met Rotom as a kid. I don't want to spoil exactly what happens in USUM incase you haven't reached that part but it does basically confirm Cyrus is the one who wrote that account.

aaaa that suuuuuckscos literally its fuckin a book signed by charon how was i meant to know that oh the other book right next to it isnt by charon alsoand the trading card has no meaning whatsoeverand we’re just giving more sad backstory to a guy who already had a sad backstory and nope charon has no backstory whatsoever and was just super evil and everyone was right for all these years telling me i’m a jerk for liking this characterand right when basically the same thing just happened with faba seriouslyharmless comedic villain in sun and moon, is shown apparantly redeemed in the postgame, but NOPE now its retconned and he was The Most Evil One and something something lusamine isn’t bad anymore and everything she ever did is now being done by faba in the animecos hey yknow thats what i get for giving the benefit of the doubt to ~ugly people~seriously fuckin everyone hated faba right from when he was first revealed, you had people predicting his ENTIRE PLOT based on just one picture of him and his name and no information whatsoever on his personality. we all just fucking knew what was going to happen because he’s a science man with an ‘ugly’ face and he’s ~flambouyant~and then charon fuckin literally existed to be the ~worse man~ who was added to make cyrus more redeemablethats how he was treated in both mangas. he was made more evil just so cyrus could be redeemed, which was POINTLESS because we all already believed he could be redeemed! and fuck we even all already thought he had cute moments with his pokemon as a kid, geez! there’s a hundred fanarts of that same scenario but with murkrow or zubat or magikarp or houndour or sneasel...just fuckin the pokespe manga wrote a personalityless charon who murdered a child and was outright shown not being friends with rotom and actually hating rotom and getting his ass kicked by rotomand then in DPA we get not only More Evil Charon Who Kills People but also he’s drawn really stupidly over the top scary while everyone else is big eyed shoujo dorks. and our protagonist believes that everyone is redeemable except charon. lets show cyrus committing far more evil acts than charon ever did in the game, lets show him being ooc as fuck and talking about murdering pokemon while surrounded by graves. but THAT IS OKAY and our hero will insist on saying he’s redeemable but NOOOPE charon just fuckin steals some money and has an ugly grandpa face and he gets no such sympathy. he just exists to make you forget that moment of cyrus being ooc double evil. cos we literally retconned that charon was responsible for all cyrus’s evil acts last arc, even though he wasnt even in the fuckin story yetand like now my only damn consolation here is that the character i connected with when i first played the game is AT LEAST NOT THAT EVIL. but all the potential signs of headcanoning him as not evil were all false and i just should have known it. and apparantly its a better and more worthwhile plot to just give sad childhood man another pokemon he knew in his sad childhood, and the thing i thought was Really Cool And Interesting Writing didn’t actually exist. like seriously i was fuckin literally suffering from the same abusive childhood cyrus has in his backstory back when i played dppt and i DO NOT KNOW WHY but i ended up connecting with this stupid grandpa more than him and it saved me in a dark time more than him. back then i was a stupid fuck and i hated cyrus cos i saw myself in him, like i didnt want to admit that i was in an abusive family and i wanted to hate him for daring to want to take revenge against the world that fucked him over. i felt he didnt have the right, like I didnt have the right..so yeah i didnt even fully realise cyrus’s backstory until i replayed the game as an adult, but the one thing that did hit me back then was how unexpected and cool it was to turn our opinion of this jerk grandpa on its head. like i mean whoa! i didnt hate him like everyone else did, i found him pretty funny, but still i wasnt a big fan or anything until i saw that diary entry. like charon does LITERALLY NOTHING in the plot there is no reason they should have added him in a third version, he has no reason to exist unless he was meant to be the guy who introduces rotom’s new forms also added in the game. and it was such a mind blown moment! it doesnt even make him less evil! like “whoa this evil guy used to be a good kid once” could still work even if it WASNT a sign of him having potential redeemability, like it makes him so much more personally evil and horrible if he abandoned his best friend or something. I was so dissappointed you don’t get a boss battle with him, cos i went and caught that rotom and was hyped to defeat him with the pokemon he once betrayed and like there’s NONE OF THAT ANGLE if it was cyrus. it doesnt make rotom any different than any of his other pokemon that he owns right now and we know he already cares about, cos he has a crobat.and it JUST DOESNT MAKE SENSEbecause the journal SOUNDS like charon!they both talk all smart guy style but it felt more formal like how charon talksand like how charon boasts a lot, but the journal has him boasting about his friend instead. it sounds too enthusiastic to be cyrus...and like we already know where cyrus grew up as a kid and it wasnt eterna city. and he doesnt have a secret lab in galactic hq also in eterna city, like charon does. and also he’s not like friggin fifty years old so why would his childhood poke-friend be in a wrecked abandoned house if it was just ten years ago or something. and also why would they give charon this trading card where they draw the 100% evil guy having a vaguely genuine smile on his face and not looking like rotom hates him and he’s got it caged up or anything and also why would the card’s effect be all about friendship and why would they define him as The Rotom Guy and why would they even bother to give a trading card to charon if charon is a pointless character who never did anything important and had no actual relevance to this rotom wifi event except apparantly stealing a bunch of diaries from some other guy who was really responsible for it all. and why would they bother to point out that someone signed the diary if it wasnt the guy who wrote the diary, and also we are not going to sign the diary by the guy who actually wrote it. like if it was meant to be cyrus whey didnt they make it clearer?? nobody could be expected to have figured that out!also why does charon have a second rotom room in silph co in HGSS which timeline wise means he would have had it before DPPT and he’s talking about finding a rotom by chance before he ever found this diary that doesnt really belong to him. like why would he build an entire lab of form machines if he didnt own a rotom yet? how would he know enough to make them actually work for rotom if he never owned a rotom yet?why did nintendo decide to do all this if i wasnt supposed to reach the conclusion that charon had ANYTHING to do with rotom???why didnt they make it fucking clearer. why couldnt i have been saved years of clinging to this stupid ass headcanon and basing a lot of my taste in stories on the whole concept of ‘wow that was so fucking cool how they took a one dimensional looking villain and then turned it on our head with a cool reveal and made me super eager to see future stories with him’ and hey we’re not ever gonna get those and also everyone else was right and i should just give up and agree that ugly looking granddads will always be eviland why the fuck did i somehow link my self worth to such a random ass headcanon for a random ass character like seriously could someone have properly explained cyrus’s plot to me as a kid so i could have had him stop me from committing suicide instead. like seriously if they’d just made cyrus’s grandpa less hard to find and explained the plot more clearly and explained that he was the rotom kid AAAAAAAAARGHand i really didnt fucking need this, usum, right after also people started telling me that lusamine is ~really good~ and her whole child abuse plot is gone now like ha ha ha ha fucking ha lets crush bunni on two damn levelsand what is my fucking luck that this happened to happen right on the same day when i got some stupid ass anon hate and also had a horrible nightmare about my abusive fatherlike seriously dude who sent me this ask im really sorry ive had such an incoherant babbling reply to it, its just been a really bad day for me and like.. im not freaking out because of this minor headcanon being proven wrong, its just like i was already freaking out and having some random irrelevant headcanon bullshit happen right now is REALLY bad timing to push me off the edgehopefully i can calm down and come back and give a more coherant response of like.. why i headcanoned the different thing and why I’m sad its not true, even though i’m happy for you that your personal headcanon did become true instead.but like it sucks to be told ‘nope you’re not allowed to have your favourite character, his one and only personality trait was just a misconception you had’ during such a really bad timing of such an already bad daynintendo could u give us like a sassy science villain gramps who DOES have a redemption plot? or at least a plot that isnt ‘exists to be worse than the main villain’? like seriously why did it happen twice. i was happy at original sun and moon cos it felt like faba as charon but better written but then NOOOOPEjust...god...what.what sort of fuckface up in heaven decided to throw all the bad shit at me today and not at least spread it out across the rest of the week?

#also just a heads up to not play a game called Far From Noise #cos that also contributed heavily to me having this giant breakdown right now #its like two hours of chilled out philosophical discussion about someone who's stuck in a car thats hanging over a cliff #and then the conclusion is that they find a reason to want to live again #AND THEN THE CAR FALLS OFF THE CLIFF #AND THATS JUST THE END #i really hope there's multiple endings or something cos that one made me want to fucking kill myself thanks #what the fuck is fucking wrong with whoever wrote that #A Nonny Mouse #ask

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Beauty and the catfish.

Noah (Lucas) knew he was absolutly obessessed with Remy. He followed him and tried to tallk to him on his own profile. Remy would never talk back to him. He could see that Remy surrounded himself with beautiful people like him. Noah hated doing what he was doing. Using his best friend mason's photo and making a profile just to talk to Remy. Mason was good looking. He was here now in his boheime poncho and made from organic material pants, smoking a bong with his mom in the middle of the loving room. Pillows laid the floor like an egyptian type lay out. Above them on the wall a large star of david to remind them where they came from. He cracked a window and sat down on a pilloew.https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/1d/dd/8b...

Noah (Lucas): Noah asked softly. "Can I use your photo to talk to a guy?" Mason shrugged. "Mah gawd, yeah.. you be free. You use whatever you need.." He was high. It was obvious. His mom's eyes on his best friend. He knew they sometimes low key hooked up, also not so low key adn that's why sometimes Noah drank.. sometimes.He had Remy on his back ground. "Ph yeah, that one dude. with the big lips.. " His mom laughed. "Yeah, the one he jerks off too. I had to wash your sheets twice!" Noah wished his mom was less cool. "Guys, stop." He took a deep breath before sending Remy a message. Remy had just took a photo of his drink. He knew he was online. Wht should he say? He had no idea wha tto say. "What should I say?" He asked. Mason shrugged. "sup bro.. " His mom laughed. "Say.. thank you for giving me something to jerk off to." Noah threw his pillow at his mom. MOM. He sighed. He tapped his finger and then sent a private message. "What ingredients are in that drink you made?" He sent it. He screamed. "I ASKED HIM WHAT INGRIEDENTS ARE IN HIS DRINK." They both laughed.Mason took the computer.

Remy: Remy knew that being on his social media was as of nearly as much import as going in to run the club itself, but sometimes, he would spend so many hours scrolling through facebook and instagram and it would just be the same. Fawning people and yes men, and people throwing themselves at him in the comments with just because he was attractive and had a lot of money. For the first couple of years, Remy had enjoyed the attention. He still did to some degree, but honestly it was getting boring. He'd meet some guy, and he'd be nice and they'd have fun, but there was never anything deeper. Nothing worth exploring other than men that knew he could offer them a certian lifestyle. And he did want something more. Maybe not forever, but at least something that would last more than a couple weeks. He didn't know if he wanted love, per say, but he definitely wanted more than one night stands. He hadn't had more than that in ages. Remy sighed and sat down, closing the instagram on his tablet and opening up his dating app, scrolling for any new hits. He'd been more covert on this, still using a photo but an older one, indirectly him, and talked vaguely about his job on it. There didn't seem to be any new hits yet tonight though, so Remy sighed and wondered if he should try something else. His phone buzzed and he saw a new notification on his phone and let out a small laugh. That was new. No one had asked him anything like that before. He went back over. He smiled at it and wrinkled his nose before answering. "It's a new one for the bar I'm tryhing out. Tequila, Aperol, grapefrut with some sugar and a citrus peel." "It's not bad."

Noah (Lucas): 'HE REPLIED!" Mason yelled out. "He told you what's in it." Noah looked at the comment. It was his first comment. "Sounds like my kind of drink." He said as he poked a hole in his forth capri sun and sipped anxiously on the straw. He usually had nerdy drinks at his bar he always wen to the. The 80s them bar where he would order the force. He couldnt believe Remy was talking to him, but then agai he hid behind Mason's perfect face. "Do you often try to make new drins? That sort of makes you an alcholic chef? " Mason lifted a brow at that. "What's an alcholic chef/" He whispered. "Like Ramsay.. he could be like.. making masterpieces but with drinks. shut up." He stuck his tongue at Mason. "Wait, he's typing... look!" His mom came over and looked over his shoulder. "He's cuteeeee.. I like that one. Where he has those cute little dog ears. " Noah nodded. "Yeah, it's a filter on snap chat." He bit his lower lip as he waited for him to reply back

Remy: Remy didn't usually do many private conversations on this platform, but it was definitely interesting that it was someone that was asking actual questions and wasn't going right to telling him how hot he was or propositioning him. He clicked over to the profile and looked the photo over in interest. He looked hot and compact, and Remy smiled a little to himself as he added the user as a friend. Lucas. He clicked back when he had a reply. "I don't make them usually. My bar staff does and I try them out to see if they're worth trying to sell." He pursed his lips for a second, wanting to add more but not sure what to say exactly yet. "Maybe you can try one the next time you come by the bar. Which I'm assuming you do. Or you should."

Noah (Lucas): "I don't know where your bar is. I don't get to get out that much. Don't be jealous but.."He snapped a photo of his capri sun and sent it. "I mean you can't beat the fresh high frutose sugar of this drink. AmIright??" He snorted. Mason and his mom left to go out to get nachoes since everyone had the munchies. Noah was just fat and loved nachoes, he didnt have the high reason. He looked at Mason's photo, jealous how he could eat naches and it just disappear. It probably turned into abs on him. He saw him add him as a friend and was surprised. He started to add more photos of Mason.. mostly the selfies he took. He was always sending Noah selfies just because he loved taking photos of himself.

Remy: For some reason, Remy found that all the more intriguing. Most everyone who struck up a conversation had been to his bar, thats whoe they knew him. "You don't know my club? Then what has brought you to me? A love of artistically framed photographs of cocktails?" he replied and then let out a soft laugh a second later when he saw the capri sun photo. "Ah, but did you add alcohol to it?"

Noah (Lucas): "I am sure there is more to you than bar talk. " He laughed. "No, just adding nachoes to it in a bit." He was shocked Remy was still talking to him. "I was lost on this site, saw you and thought I would check what you are all about." Was that cool? Did he saya cool thing? He smiled feeling like he did. He went to get a shot to add more coolness to his talk. He took a second one just to add more wow to his suave conversation. He sat back down. "If you want to tal kabout bars, we can talk about bars. My favorite bar is called max. It's full of video games and lesbians. Safe place for someone like me."

Remy: Remy was a little nonplussed at the response he got and went to go refresh his drink before he responded. He wasn't quite sure what the guy was after yet, and honestly after one or two messages, most guys were asking him to meet up somewhere. This didn't quite feel like that so Remy felt a little out of his depth. "So does that mean you're a lesbian or a gamer?" He replied when he got a new drink, smiling around his straw. "If you are a lesbian, I must tell you, your profile picture is very misleading. And just about every other selfie. The topless ones especially."

Noah (Lucas): laughed out loud. Remy was witty. He liked that. "I am a gamer. I know this might turn you on but I was a level70 war lock on WOW." He snorted. He probablu should be cooler. Mason would never have the patience to sit through WOW. "You like what you see in my profile? What do you think? Could I be a merman? I am asking for a friend." He saw his mom and his best friend come in with naches from taco bell. He grabbed his tray of nachoes and chewed on them thoughfully. "He's talking to me!" He told them. "Good, see.. pretty boy likes you." He sighed. "He likes.. the idea of me." He half smiled,but htis was harmless. It was nice to have him acknowledge him. "Are you at your bar?"

Remy: "So first a lesbian, and now a merman?" Remy replied, chuckling a little. "I have no idea what any of those words about video games were. I'm a model and a club owner, if it's not fashion or dance music I don't know it." He flipped through a few more pictures. "I can say for sure that you're hot, even if I would guess...on the short side?" He teased. "I'm at home now, but I'm going in soon. It's a bubble party tonight, you should stop by."

Noah (Lucas): "The best things come in small packages." He didn't mean his dick.He hoped he got th reference. "I'm fun size." He and Mason were about the same height. "Maybe I will stop by. I dunno. I got quiet the schedule." He left it at that. He ate a taco that was passed his way. He wanted to say more, but knew the less he said, probably the better. He knew not of fashipon outside hot topic shirts and hippy type pants. Jumper pants. "Are you checking me out? Seems like yuo like what you see? " He asked. Maybe that was a bit forward. First he brought up a small package to this.. he was on a roll that would most likely end the conversation

Remy: Remy was surprised at how much he wanted Lucas to show up at the club that night, and felt a little let down that he wasn't all for it right away. But that again was just more intriguing. Most guys would be all over it by now. "With your capri sun and nachoes, right?" he replied. "Sounds like a full night. You know, if you came I could get you a real drink and nachoes on the house.." He thought a moment before adding more. "I think you're hot and interesting enough to hold my attention. Are you going to break my heart and tell me you really are a lesbian? Or worse, straight?"

Noah (Lucas): "Or worst. Bi.." He laughed out loud. Mason and his mom looked at him."Nothing." He shook his head. "You're hot and interesting too. " He typed. "It's a busy night of hookah and nachoes and me time. I love me time. Plus, my hair needs a lot of gel. I dont have the energy to tame the beast." He sent a XD emoji. "you want my number? Is that too forward? I dont get out often.. for social accepting cues."

Remy: "I can deal with bi, I'm prettier than most girls," Remy replied, chuckling as he did. "I have a hard time believing you don't get out often, cute as you are." He sighed. "So there's no way I can convince you to come tonight? I suppose you can have my number. If anything changes."

Noah (Lucas): "Crowds and people. Not my thing." He said probably sounding like a downer. He sighed. "I mean not my thing tonight. Remember bad hair? " He laughed and waited. He blushed when he said he was cute, but knew he meant mason. Mason was cute. But mason was straight. "My number is -insert number- have a good time. "

Remy: Remy pursed his lips, frowning a little. "And here they are, my thing. I'm starting to get a Romeo and Juliet vibe here. But here's my number," he said and added it. "I don't think you can have bad hair, honestly. Curly hair is sort of my thing ;)"

Noah (Lucas): "wait, who is romeo, who is juliet? " He sent in message. "Gotta go. Super busy being one with the stars and my hookah tube. 🙂 Have fun around the drunk snow flakes." He teased. He waited for a moment beore turning of fhte computer to seem interesting.

Remy: Remy was about to add a reply, but then the little icon told him that Lucas was offline. Remy let out a soft huff of breath, annoyed and a little impressed that someone could get to him that fast. He thought a moment and then typed Lucas's number into his phone. "I'm Juliet, of course," he texted. "I'm going to wait in my castle looking pretty for you to come to my balcony and romance me."

Noah (Lucas): Was shocked that Remy. This high profile internet celebrity was in his phone book. People would kill to have this number. He put his name as Juliet. His little secret. "Romeo? I am too young to die. we will have to be the AU version where we live a long life and retire in italy on a boat." He smiled. "I will romance you with cheap wine and mundane hashtagpoetry in hamilton rap fashion."

Remy: Remy was glad he got a text back so quickly since Lucas had put such an end to their conversation by going offline. "France. I want to go to the south of France. I'm French you know. Can't stand the Italians," he teased. "Try me. Your most mundane hash tag poetry."

Noah (Lucas): "Italian food is so good though?" He texted. "French people eat like thick rice pudding and cooked snails.." He teased. "Although. I do imagine I like the french style of kissing. " He teased. "You cant handle my hashtag poems. You'll fall in love with me and i dont have time for that." He teased. "Do you like america?"

Remy: "Are you insulting my people now?" Remy replied, laughing and shaking his head at the text he got back. He couldn't remember being this amused by some random texting before. "If you want my French kissing, you have to take my French food too. America is fine though. You do have quite a lot of fun here."

Noah (Lucas): "French bread seems good? You guys did give us a hunk of metal in nyc a long time ago. Moana lisa is cool?" He texted. He blushed at the french kissing. "You sure have nice lips. I cant decided if they would be good for kissing, or really useful in a marshmellow eating contest." He was getting Remy to reply back soon. He wondered slightly if he was getting cat fished? It would be what he deserved. He flipped over to his realface account. He had his nerd friends wanting to go onlein to play an online game. He got his head set and set up his cahracter, but had the phone out to text. Mason and his mom were having fun with their drugs and talking loudly about universal music.

Remy: "Hunk of metal," Remy replied laughing. "You Americans, so disrespectful." He was smiling though, and nearly missed his Uber to take him out to the club. His usual driver looked at him oddly as he got into the car, since he wasn't usually this kind of happy. He felt a soft shiver at the thought of kissing, already wishing they were. If only Lucas would come out... "Better for kissing, but I'll let you be the judge. If I can get you to come out so I can buy you a drink."

Noah (Lucas): really did want to come out. He wish he could. If only he was Mason. Or Lucas. "Busy. Stopbeing so clingy." He teased. He sent a 😉 emoji to show he was playing. He got online and set up his character, but he wasnt interested in playing like he was to talk to Remy. He ended up telling his guild of friends he was tired. He logged off before they started to protest. He went over to his mom and Mason and laid on his pillows. He took a couple hits of hookah and prayed that he didnt get a random drug test soon.

Remy: Remy laughed at that next text though he did feel a little stung. Why didn't he want to come out? Was this what playing hard to get was? Remy had done it to people before, it was just weird when it was happening to him. "O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou," he texted eventually, and then an emoji of a broken heart. "Well I'm working Romeo, text me if you change your mind."

Noah (Lucas): pouted. He wanted to come out. He wouldnt look like he should. He sighed and stood up. He got dressed into the only nice button up shirt he owned. It was for mass.. and nights out. He puton jeans and had uber pick him up. It was far away so it would cost 70 something dollars, but it would be worth it.MAson said he could go, but that would be too weird. He went to the club and sat in the darkeest booth he could find. "Romeo has bad hair and is gonna be MIA. Good night, juliet. Try not to fall in love with Parris tonight." He put his phone away and watched the bar for hi. He saw him and was shocked. He was even more gorgeous in person. He saw him look at his phone and smiled. He actually smiled, but then again. He could have a million people texting him. He always had 200 likes instantly on every post.

Remy: Remy got a little busy when he first got into the club, like always, making sure everything was set for the night. And the bubble machines had been out of order when he got in so there had been a ltitle bit of a drama trying to get them all set. When he got to look at his phone again, right after he'd opened the doors to the club, he saw anoter text. "Good night Romeo. Parting is such sweet sorrow, yadda yadda," he texted and then sighed. He tried not to, but he found himself watching everyone coming in, but Lucas wasn't among him. And someone didn't show up for their bartending shift, so Remy ended up behind the bar, mixing drinks for the guests.

Noah (Lucas): watched him for a couple of hours. He was probably creepy. He didn't send him another text. He read about trying to play it cool. It wouldnt be cool to write more than that tonight. He was shocked when a drink came his way. "Guy at the bar." The waitress said. "Oh." He looked at the guy. It was a mildly attractive guy in his 40s. He was hoping for someone a bit younger. He knew he had no right to be choosy. He never got a drink before. It was that drink from the picture earlier. He took a photo of it. He mouthed thank you to the man. He hoped it wasnt laced, but it aws made by him. It was the closest he would get to Remy. And the drink was beautifully mixed.

Remy: Remy kept busy at the bar, and the party seemed to be a success because the flow of customers didn't calm down once the whole night. He didn't even mind working the bar, though he was usually runing around with the VIP guests, up in their booths. But he didn't mind just being the one to bring him drinks either. As the night started to wind down, Remy started to move through the crowds and pick up drinks. He stopped at one table, and smiled at the curly headed man sitting there, leaning down to talk to him and touching his shoulder gently. "Hey, are you done with that drink? Or would you like another?"

Noah (Lucas): "Done." He said. He couldnt believe Remy was talking to him.He hid his eyes and looked down. "Thank you. It was good. You have talent." He tried to disguise his voice, and wasnt sure why. He acted like he was suddenly very busy in a text. He would scoot out of the bar as soon as he went away. Please go away. Please dont look at me. He felt like some weird modern version of the phantom of the opera.

Remy: Remy picked up the glass and put it on his tray and let oout a soft laugh. "Thanks," he said and started to move away, but then turned back and cocked his head. "Are you sure you don't want another drink? Come up to the bar or something. Unless you're waiting for a date?"

Noah (Lucas): "I'm fine. Thank you." He said. He got out of the barstool. He sounded so rude, but he was anxious. Why did he come here? What was he trying to do? When Remy had his back turned. He slid out of the booth and ran towards the bathroom to hide for a moment. He sent a text to mason. "come get me. This was a bad idea."

Remy: Remy shrugged a little and nodded. "Okay," he said, wondering what that guy's deal was. Remy shook it off and went back to the bar to dump the dishes. And when he came back behind the bar and looked out, the guy was gone. "Werid," he said under his breath, and shook his head, turning to take another order.

Noah (Lucas): looked out of the bathroom. He felt the drink kick in. Dammit. Also they were starting to do karaoke, and he loved that too. And bubbles. Mason said he was sending his sister becasue she wasnt high and drunk. That was fine, he enjoyed his sister. He did want to see how Remy would react. He went to get a napkin and a bag of marshmellows from wal greens across the street. He snuck up to the bar and put the marshmellows on the bar with a note. "For you, my dearest maiden... love romeo." He ran away and hid in a group of dancing people as he waited for his reaction

Remy: Remy didn't even have to look at the clock to know it was getting later. He could just tell by how sloppy the people were getting at the bar. There was one couple making out a little on his counter, and he very politely shooed them towards the dance floor, chuckling and shaking his head. He took a few people's keys too, telling them that he'd make sure they had an Uber home later. He got busy with one customer, and when he turned back around he saw something there by the bar. He reached for it and let out a laugh when he saw it was a bag of marshemllows. He read the note and felt something in his chest swell and he looked around. He couldn't see him and told the other bartender he was going on break and started weaving through the crowd, looking for him, his heart beating hard in his chest.

Noah (Lucas): was dancing wildly with some people and laughing. Then the crowd partied and phones came out to get drive by selfies with remy. "Take a photo with me!" One girl shouted. She super l-o-v-e Remy. uh oh! He turned and started to push people to go behind him to hid him. He made slight eye contact with Remy. That was dumb. Stupid Your joke went too far and Remy was looking for a hot filipeno teen. Wait, that's right. He was looking for Mason. Not him. He still was nervous as he slid his back against the wall towards the exit and started to wall walk sidewise to the exit. "Oh my god, HARRY STYLES." He yelled, people ran towards his voice. He got a heard of peopel big enough to slid outside and run right into mason. "Let's go!" He shouted. Mason frowned."But.. i.." He grabbed mason's hand and ran towards the cab. He got in. Mason turned to see Remy and waved before being pulled into the cab. "HIT IT!" He yelled as the cab drove on

Noah (Lucas): (OHOOPS WAIT)

Noah (Lucas): They got into his SISTER CAR, not the taxi. Mason came for the ride.

emy: Remy kept looking around and tried to deflect other people that wanted to talk to him, but no matter how deeply into the crowd he got, he couldn't find Lucas. He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair and turned. When he did, he caught the eye of the guy he'd seen earlier and gave him a small smile, glad he was out having fun on the dance floor at least. And then the crowds moved again and Remy lost him as well. Remy went back to the bar, duckign out of the way of the crowd. He knew for a fact Harry Styles wasn't here- big name people always called ahead, but it did allow him to get back to the bar. He sat behind it and looked towards the door, and just for a split second he saw Lucas there and felt a wide smile split his face. He took two steps forward and then he was gone. What kind of game was this? He went back to the bar and looked at his bag of marshmellows and pulled out his phone. "First you weren't coming out and then you leave too soon? Thanks for the marshmellows either way."

Noah (Lucas): laughed out loud and couldnt believe he did something so crazy. "you owe me pancakes." Mason yelled at Noah.He nodded. They ended up stopping at dennys nearby. He saw the text. "Thought you could use some marshmellows. Nice club." He texted. "Had to get going.. Heard Harry styles was in? Tell him I said hi. I'm a HUGE fan, " Noah's heart was still racing as he sat beside Mason.He told his sister and him the story. "Why dont you just be you?" His sister said. "You are good looking." She whispeered. "Not his type goodlooking." Mason sighed. "WEll, he sucks if he can't see how cool you are." They were trying, but it didnt make him feel better. He wanted to be his type, he just knew he wasnt.

Remy: "You should have stayed for a drink," Remy replied, and couldn't help pouting at his phone a little. "Yes, he is in, and I'll be having a drink with him instead of you," he replied with a little tongue sticking out emoji. "You're going to have to do better than marshmellows to make it up to me."

Noah (Lucas): "marshmellows are pretty rad though? " He texted. He sent a sad face emoji. "Fine, have your drinks. I will have my pancakes. "He ordered pancakes. Mason was making a fort our of sugar packages. Briana was talking about her boyfriend. Noah was trying not to stare at his phone for a text from the very famous REmy.

Remy: "They are rad. Thank you, Romeo," he replied and pursed his lips. He was actively ignoring people now, but he didn't let it bother him. This was important. "You weren't even going to invite me for marshmellows? Maybe I should do the sad face."

Noah (Lucas): "Don't do sad faces. I feel like that would be my weakness." He teased. Was he flirting? Weirdly enough, was it working on Remy? He probably had a lot of flirting going on. Then again, he was busy at the bar. Too busy to be texting. He was gorgeous. "I was giving you a sneak peek tonight. I am actually kinda shy. " He said in a moer serious tone. "Did you have fun tonight? " He asked. "You make bartending look like art work. "

Remy: Remy tended to a few more customers and then went back to his phone and he looked down at hit, his heart leaping a little in his chest when he read the last one. "You were watching me?" he texted, and wondered how long he'd been here and he hadn't even noticed. "I suppose I should say thank you. For coming, even if you were too shy to say hi."

Noah (Lucas): "Is tht creepy to say yes? I didnt like.. stare and take odd photos." He texted. He looked at mason who had two straws under his top lip to do an impression of a walrus. He had such an amazing best friend, and he hated that he was using him for this. Mason didnt seem to mind. He even posed for a photo with his pancakes. "Send him taht one. " He sighed and sent him a photo of masn looking handsomely posed with a plate of pancakes. "Clearly, your bar was impressive but look at my minnie mouse pancakes."

Remy: It was slowing down at the club and Remy made himself a drink and sat at the end of the bar, pouring over his phone. "You should have taken a couple," Remy texted back. "I know I'm looking very good tonight. I made sure just in case you were coming." He sighed a second later when the photo came through. He was such an attractive man. And kind of adorable too, with his little pancakes. "I'm jealous."

Noah (Lucas): his sister grabbed his phone and took a photo of him. "Look how cute. If he cant love this, then he sucks." He flushed and erased his photo. "stop it."he hated how dumpy he looked in photos. He heard so many people say he was good looking in his own way. He was geting some attention he had been craving, and playing with this guys emotions. Mason was so cute and gorgeous. He remembered sending Remy a message as himself and it didnt work out. "He'd never talk to me if I was me." He sighed. His sister didnt understand it, and just quietly at her eggs, upset with her brother for not trying. Mason smiled and took a selfie with noah. "Alright, I took a couple of you. " He didnt send them, becasue that would have gave away where he sat. "How's harry styles?"

Remy: Remy knew he head to stop being such an introvert for the night and made himself put his phone away and go mingle, espeically with the VIP guests. He went and said hi, had a few shots with his special guests and then went back to the bar to see another message waiting for him. "Harry's fabulous, obviously. Doesn't get much better. Of course my msytery man could have hung around and seen for himself."

Noah (Lucas): blushed as they got up to leave. "Your mystery man? When did we become exclusive?" He teased. "I am more of a justin bieber fan. Harry was so last year." He teased as he got into his car. His sister still upset. "Youa re good looking, Noah. I wish you'd see that. Stop taling to jerks." Noah sighed. This is why he wanted mason to just come alone. "He's not a jerk.He's .. more than that." She rolled ehr eyes. "An asshole?" He wished he could go to the bar and have a drink with him, but he couldnt. "Do you ever feel like you know a lot of people, but still feel so alone? Ism't it weird how that is? Did I get deep on you, sorry.. It's what happens to me after 1 am. I should bid you a good night now.. before I start asking about the universe."

Remy: "I can't talk to you anymore. I am not a Belieber," Remy replied, laughing brightly. One of the other bartenders gave him a werid look and he flushed a little, taking his phone and his drink and going into the back. When he got settled he saw another text and it was beyond just simple flirting and Remy bit his lower lip and looked at it for a moment. "Everyone thinks they know me, but no one really does. I think everyone feels alone from time to time."

Noah (Lucas): "I know what you mean. Sort of. I am not famous or anything. I work at a desk. I have a lot of co worker friends.. and a best friend. He has his life though, you know? " He sent a text. "Well, you don't know. " He heard his sister go on about love and looknig beyond looks. "I know." She meant well.. She did. Mason was asleep in the back seat. "I'm almost home. Do you get to go home soon?"

Remy: Remy looked down at his phone and gave it a small smile, biting into his lower lip as he looked down at his phone. "I know everyone but I don't really have anyone I'd call a best friend," Remy replied eventually. "It's why I pick up people on instagram, I guess," he added. "Soon. But don't wait up for me, Romeo. Get your beauty sleep."

Noah (Lucas): smiled softly. "I have a few minutes. I am not sleepy yet." He went to his room, which had bunk beds, mostly because Mason was over so much and slept in them, and because he wanted them. His sister and him use to share them, before she hit pubperty and wanted her own place. She was going to stay with mom tonight anyway. His spare room was just filled with junk he got at comic cons. "Let me know when you got home safe, juliet.. " He knew it was a bit too romantic? He just worried. Was his sister right, should he expose himself? would he think he was handsome or just laugh/ He was scared of the latter. Mason said he was good looking, why didnt he believe him though. Mason went up to sleep on the top bunk.

Remy: Remy smiled. "Well, I have the club to close up its going to be another hour for me. And then I'll get my beauty sleep all morning," he said smiling. He tucked his phone away and started seeing to the closing procedures and one by one sent the staff home as tasks were complete before pouring one final drink for himself and calling his Uber home. "Juliet is back in her tower," he replied when he got in, and then took a quick shower before climbing into bed. "Safe and sound and ready to sleep tight."

Noah (Lucas): went online to play Diablo for a little bit. He was trying to get sleepy. He saw the text. "Good night, fare maiden. may you dreams be as beautiful as your cocktail skills." He bit his lower lip and set his phone down. He turned off his computer and went to lay on the bottom bunk. He set his phone under his pillow and went to sleep.

Remy: Remy stayed up long enough to see a reply from Lucas and texted back a quick "xo" before slipping under the covers and going to sleep himself. He'd had a long day and with this new strange and exciting thing in his life, he went to be looking forward to the next day for the first time in a long time.

Noah (Lucas): woke up the next morning to Mason singing. He smiled and started to sing along. They both had good voices. That went well together. It's how they met. In a boy's show choir way back in 5th grade. He saw the xo text and wondered if he should textback? Was 11 am too early? He sighed and sent him a text. "Good morning. I have a major pancake hang over. Hope you have a better day." He and mason were getting ready to go to the flea market for no other reason but to treasure hunt as they would call it.

#partttt 1 #haha

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Hello,you're my favorite blog of all times,so i thought you should know the history of how i became a loyal monbebe and Hyungwon Stan in the last few days.Buckle up,is a long ass one ,sorry :) // So,one friend of mine is a HUGE monbebe,and for a while now i've been listening to her talk about it,i mean,i knew of them,and listened to some of the songs,but i didint think i was a fan,as i didint know the menbers,hell i didint ever watched the video songs //My friend has been bugging me - pt1

//because apparently i just HAD to know because i would fall in love with them,especially the one called Hyungwon//I was curious because is not her style to do that,so i looked it up and the first thing i watched was the Hero one and i was like “NIIIIIIIICE”// So as i was watching that video i felt like i just knew one of them,like the tall blonde one?It was a deja vu sensation so strong and i cound not place it?I decide to watch the next video(youtube sugested Beautiful),and so i did -pt2I was enjoying the song when BOOM,there was a close up of the KING Hyungwon and i HAD to pause it because WHAT THE HELL?My BOYFRIEND was in a music video ???That was when the funny part began,you have to know,my bf,his name is Douglas,he is 26 and he LOOKS like Hyungwon long lost twin,i swear to fucking god,to the full lips to to small face,i was fucking shocked(the diference between them is that my bf has a little bit more of meat to him,not as slim as Hyungwon,and have darker eyes -pt3because otherwise he could easily pass as him)//So i pause the video ,and call my friend,because i was so shocked and after i tell her and the bitch start laughing like a madwoman and tells me that se was waiting for that moment//She says that she have to send me the best links to look up(that was how i came across your blog btw)//long story short i fell in love with MX(honorable mentions of things that winned me over :Mx playing with babys,MX singing in chinese and air humping ,pt4,MX dancing to girls group songs and THAT FUCKING interstellar song,Jesus slay me Hyungwon)//At first it was little bit weird stanning a guy that looks so much like the one that i kiss on a daily basis,but he was such a talented,funny and precious one that i was over the weirdness real quick,btw his parted dark hair in the recent pictures makes him look even more like my bf LMAO! Im glad that now i know such a hard working,talented and special people

afsgdhjash omgv im sorry for such a late response i couldnt get on my laptop until today but wow… that was an adventure and fun to read LOL first of all i\thank u wow im someone fave blog?? also bless ur friend in helping u find mx and also my blog,,, and tell your bf he won in life… to look like god himself,,, amazing. AND I GHOST WROTE EVERYTHING ABOUT HYUNGWON/// THT CLOSEUP IN BEAUTIFUL KILLED ME AND IM STILL N*TTING THINKING ABOUT IT TO THIS DA.Y.. ALSO? interstellar? the song of the century?? i still cant stop listening to it, it’s still on repeat every day… and every time hyungwon speaks chinese im like yoo… just fuck me up :// in any case im glad you starred stanning monsta x aka the most wonderful and amazing boys all with humble hearts and filled with love for all of it. honestly what would my life be without them?? i dont even know/// they’re really my entire world :( and thank you for sharing this!! this was wild ad fun to read xoxoo

#treasure ur bf #also welcome and enjoy ur stay here forever bb #monbebe world is the place to be #the best #paradise #never go hungry #always smiles and rainbows and happiness #replies

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degrassienjoyer · 7 years

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i need to talk about The Trauma and Other Stuff out loud but it wont bring anyone any good and i dont want to bring anyone Not Good and its not like talking about it will erase what happen itll just solidify it more and ill just cry and i hate crying in front of people or to people even though i cry really easily to the point that no one takes me crying seriously that knows me irl but its weird because i keep picturing talking it out with people but i always start somewhere different and say different things and honestly i dont know where id start or what to include because i want it all out but at the same time thats so much to say and will bring so much Not Good to whoever listens and i dont know why im even writing this i just need to keep my hands busy because everything feels heavy and my head hurts and my eyes hurt because i keep randomly crying and im nauseous and things arent good and i keep doing things to Get rid of my skin but its still here and i dont like remembering things i dont like everything playing on loop in my head and i just keep adding more to this and being annoying but things are not good and i could have done the thing today and was close to and i didnt because failing is scary to think about but i still wish i did it because i could Not Fail and then no one would have to deal with me and i would finally be away from h*m and whats fucked up is i still wouldnt be but i wouldnt have to live with being connected to h*m and everything hurts and i dont want it to and this isnt making sense but i just read and watched perks of being a wallflower for the first time in years since recovering a lot of my memories and since i stopped caring that everyone makes fun of it for being cliche and charlie wrote like this and im so much like fucking charlie and i hate it i hate it a lot and it should make me feel better reading it and watching it but it didnt because in the end he felt better but i dont at all and realistically i know he wont always feel better but i want to feel better at least once also it sucks people made fun of it a lot because i related to a lot of it but maybe thats just because i went through what a lot of the characters went through but that also kinda makes me feel even shittier and wow i just want to stop hurting so bad right now this really the worse ive been in so long and im gonna be up until 6 am again just like every other night but hopefully tonight my brain wont force me to imagine it happening again and recover more things but its my brain so who knows but im sorry to everyone that reads this? even tho i said to ignore it i know people wont i just feel bad for people dealing with my thoughts so im sorry also maybe another reason im not talking about The Things out loud is because its like this theres too much happening so it all comes out like this and thatll be more annoying for people probably and i dont want to annoy people anyways i cant really breathe rn and felt like i couldnt all day so im gonna stop instead of writing a bunch of panic posts all night like i usually do like ill just do all that in my head so no one has to read it

#ignore this please

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forbidden-creepypasta · 4 years

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NoLove Archive

I’m making this post only because I want to have NoLove’s stories saved somewhere after Terrortortellini’s demise. Without a further ado, behold the work of the greatest creepypasta writer ever. All credit to NoLove, of course.

Me and Angie had been best friends for as long as I can remember. That all changed one day. Everyone always thought we were lovers, but it really wasn't the case. I guess it only added fuel to the fire when we decided to go travelling to Africa together for four months. She'd spent some time there when she was young, and I wanted to see more of the world, so it made sense. The first three months went great. We spent every day helping the local kids. The other English guys over there loved us both. The kids thought we were great, Angie especially. First morning into the fourth month, I woke up to the most horrifying sight I'd ever seen. Dead kids, broken bones, blood everywhere. Trampled to death. 'Angie, I don't believe this.' I said. 'HAROOOOOOOMPPPPHHHH,' said Angie.

As you dedicated a forum to me, I thought I would pay you back by giving you the other stories that you missed. It includes the rare 'return of Angie' story. It's up to Vaughn what is done with them...I guess they might be deleted, or added to the Classics...but I hope you enjoy. Don't Lie The last two humans on Earth sat eating by a faintly flickering fire, its crackles and their chewing the only things breaking the silence. The man gave his young son a smile. 'It's Friday today Danny! You know what that means...' The boy nodded. 'Chocolate day.' The man patted his son on the head, and went to fetch the last remaining chocolate bar. 'Danny!' 'Yes Dad?' 'Did you eat that chocolate? It's gone!' The father stormed into view of his son, who looked terrified. 'N-no! I swear!' 'You had better not be lying to me!' 'I'm not!' 'I'm serious, Danny! It's just us! Bad things will happen if we can't trust each other!' 'I promise!' The man looked at his son, and believed him. 'OK...OK, I'm sorry, Dan. Look, I'm going to look for some more supplies. I'll be back in an hour or so.' The young boy nodded. As his father left, he uncomfortably shifted around, and removed a chocolate wrapper from his pocket, and scrambled around to bury it in the ground. Panic over. Then, Danny heard the most terrifying sound he had ever heard. 'I thought your father told you not to tell lies?' BananaCorn Goes To Jail They led the no-good tryhard towards his cell. 'Please!' he whimpered. 'Give me one more chance!' The jury looked at him with pity. But it was for the best. The guard led Bananacorn down a staircase, his face stony; a direct contrast with Bananacorn's sweating features. Finally, they reached the cell. 'We don't have no specific cells for tryhards here, so you'll be sharing with a murderer,' said the guard. 'W-what?!' 'Meet your new cellmate!' Bananacorn stared at the other occupant in the cell with a look of absolute horror. 'HAROOOOOOMPH!' said Angie. The Stupidest Town In The World Year 2014. The idiots were slobbering around as usual, playing with each other beautifully, some people would think it was adorable; others thought it was just plain retarded. 'Sarah, Sarah, let's play with this toy!' said the man happily. 'No, no!' said Sarah. 'That toy is dangerous!!' 'No it's not! Look, watch!' 'No! Let me do it!' Sarah laughed. She grabbed it from him, and pressed the button with a grin on her face. In Moscow, 5000 miles away, the first bomb fell. The Man In Red...aka The Devil Here is a riddle which may creep you out a bit. The Man in Red ate his dinner...with a fork. The Man in Red killed a man. The Man in Red made a deal with a bad human. The Man in Red is a fallen angel. The Man in Red is God's enemy. The Man in Red is inside each and every one of us. Can you guess who I'm referring to? The Disco Of Death 'Woooo!' screamed Rosie. She was having fun, this had been the most fun disco she had been to in a long time. 'Wahhhh!' shouted Henry. He was also having fun. The DJ looked down at Rosie and Henry having fun and dancing with jealousy. He had a girlfriend once. He shrugged his shoulders, and lined up the next song. 'OK everyone, let's get dancing for this one! And it's time to get close with your nearest and dearest, this is a slow one! Let's dim the lights...' The lights went so dim that Rosie and Henry could hardly see each other. The slow music kept playing, and the room went darker and darker. 'Wahhhh!' Rosie and Henry never had fun again. The music continued to play, as the DJ slinked out of the venue without a trace. The bloody knife in his hand glistened in the moonlight. The Party Near An Electric Chair This is based on a dream I had. I am well aware that the story makes no sense, but I wanted to share it with you guys in it's purest format. I couldnt remember the name of the main guy in the dream so I made one up. Everyone had turned up to Hoffham MacRedpoor's 19th birthday. Jimmy was there, Sally was late, but that didn't matter, Julie and Gerald had both arrived on time. 'Thanks for all coming. As you know, my Dad works for the prisons and he got me something pretty cool for my birthday!' said Hoffham to his friends. 'What is it?' asked Julie. 'An electric chair!' 'Wow!' said Jimmy. Hoffham got all of his friends to sit on the chair. 'Here, I'll take a picture of you all!' said Hoffham. They all smiled. For the last time. Hoffham dropped the camera, and quickly pulled a lever, electrocuting his friends. They died instantly. 'That'll teach you guys to bully me at school.' There was a knock at the door. It was Sally. He let her in, but she had an odd look on her face. 'What's wrong Sally?' Hoffham asked. 'This is for killing my friends,' she said, and she shot him dead. Sally clambered into the chair alongside her friends, and pulled the lever. The Slug Who Lost His Mind The slug squished along the ground, slowly, pointlessly. He eyed the snail across the street jealously. If only he'd had a shell like that to protect him, when the demons had came a-knocking. Unfortunately, he didn't have a shell. And now he was haunted day by day. The ghost of his stupid slug mother, too dumb to get a job in the slime industry. His dead slug dad, killed by some kid with salt. But the most haunting image was the one of his own corpse. It seemed oddly unsluglike. Meanwhile in reality, the child's fever was not getting any better. He would not wake up as his concerned parents looked on. His mother wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead, forming a glistening trail, not unlike that of one of a slug. In The Name Of The Father The man closed his eyes as the pain became more intense. It would be OK, he told himself. The pain intensified. It felt like someone had placed needles in a furnace and pushed them into his arms and hands. It would all be OK, he knew the truth. Finally, he gave in. They checked his body. 'Yes, he's dead.' 'OK, good work everyone. Who do we have next from the mental institute?' The men went back to checking their lists, for the next person who would hang from the giant cross behind them. The Ghost Who Came To Life The ghost floated along, floating along happily. He floated even more happily, until suddenly, he felt very sad. 'I used to be alive.' Suddenly, a genie appeared. 'I will give you one wish, ghost.' 'Only one?' he replied. 'Don't genies usually grant three wishes?' 'Yes, but you are dead. You only get one.' 'OK, fine.' The ghost thought long and hard for a second. 'I want to come back to life, and be immortal.' 'Your wish is my command.' The genie brought the ghost back to life, and then disappeared. The ghost was now human again. In a coffin underground. Trapped. The Dead Rapper Yo, Yo, yo, yo. Naw, I ain't alive. But I'm still rappin' Take a seat And I'll you what's happenin' Guy comes up, Pulls a gun Aimed it at my head It wasn't fun Yo, Yo, yo, yo. Some called me A rapping masta Now I'm writin' Creepypasta From beyond the grave While you are at a rave Guess what? The twist is coming at you like an attack I'm still alive- and my name's 2pac.

My first pasta...be kind :3: I've been lying here for a few days now. She broke up with me, and I can't move. We'd been arguing for a while. My paranoia had always been a problem, and when I saw her getting out of a guy's car the other day, it all blew up. She was screaming, saying I was suffocating her by being so needy, I wasn't the person she thought I was; all of the usual things. But it seemed different this time. She seemed like she hated me. It turned out it was just an old schoolfriend of hers that she was meeting to talk about old times, but my accusations were the final straw for her. She packed a few of her things, called her sister to tell her she was coming over, and left without another word. The next few days were a bit of a blur. I'm lying here, wondering whether I'll ever be able to go and get that drink of water that I so desperately want. Wondering whether she'll come back and dig me up.

You may have heard the old theory about 'an infinite number of monkeys with an infinite number of typewriters could type the complete works of Shakespeare'. Well, here's the part you probably haven't heard. Someone actually tried to do this. Danish scientist Lars Hansen took this theory very seriously- as luck would have it, his job was Monkey Cloner at the University of Copenhagen. He had spent the last few days just cloning monkeys non-stop, knowing that Monkey Infinity would soon be arriving. 'This one, it's this one!' he yelled excitedly to his assistant Noah. 'Oh my God,' said Noah, his beautiful eyes widening. There it was, in front of them, monkey number infinity. Then the monkeys became self-aware, and realised there were more of them than the humans. They decided that they would each kill one human, travelling around the globe, led by Monkey Infinity. Monkey Infinity gestured towards Monkey #289994 and #9011. 'Kill,' Monkey Infinity said. And then Lars (human #289994) and Noah (human #9011) were both dead. Monkey Infinity laughed with satisfaction, knowing that he would never have to kill anyone himself, as there was no Human Infinity. So just remember...there's a monkey out there, with your number on it.

Red. The colour of blood; flowing around your body day after day. Until that final day. White. The light blinds you for a few seconds as you wake up, tied to an old chair. You hear the faintest laugh, and then footsteps. Black.

The kid was retarded; there was no getting past that. Dribble running down his face- gross. His tongue lolled around his face at weird angles. His beautiful green eyes ravaged by years of self-doubt. Lo! Realisation. He just became self-aware. And he's left the room now. Creeping...creeping towards those who made fun of him in the past. Creeping closer...and closer...and closer. He licks the door before he enters. The bully lay there, blissfully unaware. And he stayed unaware forever more, as the hammer crushed his skull within a milisecond. The retarded child left without a word.

After getting poor reviews for my first pasta, I've taken my time over this one, making sure that hints are dropped throughout for the twist ending etc. Hope this one is more satisfactory. It had been a long few months. I was made redundant at the end of Easter, and was finally starting to get interviews again. But this one...this one was different. My suspicions were first aroused by the name-tag on the guy who was interviewing me. 'A. Lien' At first I just thought it was a Chinese guy, but no, he was white. Then they started asking me whether I would be prepared to 'relocate'. When I said 'what, to a different country?' they just laughed. But it didn't sound like a human laugh. It sounded alien. But anyway, I got the job. They didn't tell me where or when I'd be starting. One night I was whisked away in the back of a van. Call me paranoid, but I could have sworn that the van didn't just travel along the road- it travelled upwards. Almost like some kind of spacecraft. So I started work. The weird thing was, I don't remember anything about the work I was doing. It was almost like my mind was being wiped after every day, but some kind of technology not known to Earth. The truth hit me one day, when I asked my employers 'Where on Earth am I?', emphasising the word 'Earth'. They just laughed. But it didn't sound like a human laugh.

If God became President, he would win every war. If God became President, no-one would worry any more. If God became President, the devil would be his vice-president. What if the vice-president (the devil) convinced the President (God) to kill himself? Then the Devil would be President. Imagine if the Devil made God II his Vice President? Imagine if God II managed to get the Devil to change his ways and resign, then God II would become President. God II appoints the Devil II as his vice-president. The cycle continues. Eventually- it all ends.

Los Angeles, 1975. I wasn't alive then, and I ain't never been to Los Angeles. But this is what I imagine it was like. The rain was incessant; the tighter I tried to pull my coat around me, the more seemed to get through. The flashing neon was a welcome distraction from the pain currently rippling through my body. They had all come to see me off- the guy who got buried alive, the guy who got abducted by aliens, angie the elephant, the goddamn emo, the dead rapper, the unhappy car, the thinker, the ugly wizard; all these legendary characters had turned out to see their creator's final stand. And they were all smiling. Not smiles of satisfaction, but warm smiles. Comforting smiles. Angie the elephant brushed her trunk gently over his body. He returned their smiles weakly, and felt his eyes begging to be closed. Nothing. The final twist is that his death was from natural causes. RIP NoLove.

The Devil wagged his tail. The Devil barked loudly. The Devil growled beautifully. The Devil chased a cat. Suddenly, the dog became self-aware and realised he was the Devil. And the cat that he was chasing was God. The world imploded. In future when you see a dog, try not to get creeped out.

The rabbit lay beautifully in the grass with a smile on his face. Then it stopped smiling. And started to eat its own skin. Crunch. Skin ripped off. Squelch. Skin ripped off. Only it wasn't a rabbit, it was your insane brother who just turned up at your house after 38 years. And he wasn't eating his skin... He was eating yours.

'Hey! Hey you, you goddamn punk!' The goddamn punk turned around. 'What do you want from me?' 'All your cash, phone, everything. Turn out your pockets.' The goddamn punk sighed. Would these muggers never learn? He reached into his pockets, and pulled out a gun. 'Woah! Hey...woah, man. Jesus Christ.' The mugger stepped back in shock at the sight of the weapon. 'I'm not a goddamn punk. I'm a goddamn emo.' The goddamn punk shot himself in the head. The mugger tenatively kicked his body over, and stole his money, phone, and after a second's thought, took the gun.

The God turned to the other God. 'I am the true God,' he said. 'No,' replied the second God. 'I am the true God.' The two fought, kicking each other beautifully, and scratching each other's God faces, and pulling each other's God beards. They fought, and fought, and fought. Then, a third figure entered the fray. It was The Devil. 'I AM THE TRUE GOD,' he whispered gently. The other two Gods were too tired to put up a fight. With one stab of his fork, The Devil killed both Gods. 'There can only be one God,' breathed The Devil, 'Of nothingness.' Then the world ended.

I think I'll do it again today. I think I'll make that train crash. I think I'll make that plane crash. I think I'll make that bus crash. I think I'll make that car crash. I am God, after all. I think.

The Hungarian Orangutan made his bed in the morning.

His French wife messed it up while he went to work.

The Hungarian Orangutan put his dinner in the oven.

His French wife burnt it on purpose.

The Hungarian Orangutan went to bed to try to sleep.

His French wife played loud music to keep him awake.

They were certainly a couple who had opposite views on things.

The French wife wanted to live...

Meanwhile in France, the police knocked on the door of a mother and father to deliver some very bad news.

'What is it, officers?'

'Your daughter has been murdered by an orangutan.'

'Oh no.' they said.

The officers left. They took off their disguises to reveal that they were in fact the Hungarian Orangutan and the French wife. They kissed on the lips.

And then there was light.

Death. Death, death, death. Life. The wizard's eye opened slowly, as he tried to take in his surroundings, which were fuzzily beginning to move into focus. 'I thought you weren't going to make it,' smirked the figure across the room. 'You thought wrong,' said the wizard. The figure opposite stepped closer. His face was pale white, and he had beautiful blue eyes. He was a marked contrast to the wizard on the ground. The wizard's face was ashen, his features were shrunken, and he had a twisted scar across his entire face. 'For all your ugliness, your powers as a wizard are second to none.' 'And for all of your nice features, you still haven't managed to become a wizard.' The figure seemed to drink these words in, like an athlete gulping down water after a particularly tough race. 'Oh, haven't I?' The figure sank to his knees, twisting his arms around, whispering manic incantations, and sparks began to fly around him. The wizard looked on in shock, and then pain began to course through his body. Death. The figure laughed with pleasure. Then, the smallest trace of a scar began to form across his face.

He walked through the bar, shaking each man by the hand. He walked down the road, shaking each woman and child by the hand. He entered the old people's home, shaking each old person by the hand. He entered the children's hospital, shaking each child by the hand. He goes home at the end of the day; smiling, satisfied with his day's work. They'll all see him again one day. And they'll remember when they shook this hand.

Left turn. Right turn. Full speed ahead. He drank too much tonight, there's no way he's totally in control of me. That fifth beer pushed him over the edge. Not drunk enough to be all over the place, but he's not in control. Maybe if he was happier, he wouldn't drink so much. Left turn. He glanced at his phone, and saw the time. Better get home quickly, she'll be wondering where he is. Right turn. He didn't see the child step out in front of him. Full speed ahead. I guess they'll sell me to someone else whilst he's in prison. I hope I don't make them unhappy too.

He strained...every muscle in his body seemed like it was fighting its own world war. Reach. Reach. Relax. He fell back again, unable to achieve his goal. What would it take for him to get there?! One last push. Reach. Strain. Reach! Yes! He did it. He reached out, and pressed. The submit button that is. The twist is that the main character was me, making his 100th post.

The creepypasta became self-aware. The creepypasta got on the bus. The creepypasta got a job. The creepypasta found a wife. The creepypasta had creepypasta kids. The creepypasta got old. The creepypasta died. It always ends the same.

BananaCorn wrote:You do realise that this entire NoLove escapade started because he couldn't take criticism for his serious stories, so he posts stupid shit to make us rage.

This is the third and final part of the 'Los Angeles Trilogy' by NoLove. I hope you've enjoyed it. I will be back with some new material very soon. I also hope to go to Los Angeles someday. Los Angeles, 1977. They say that birth is followed by life, which is followed by death. But the question on NoLove's lips was: 'what follows resurrection?' The answer came to him in a flash. More death. NoLove loaded up his gun, and began firing randomly. Truly, randomly. The first shot hit a building. The second shot hit a cow. It survived. The third shot hit himself, full in the face. He died. And then the sequence from Part Two happened all over again, and he was back to life. 'Looks like I'm gonna be around forever,' said NoLove, in arguably one of the most incredible twists of all-time.

The Devil sat happily in a chair. He sat in silence, and then he sat some more. Then he decided to sell his own soul...to himself. 'How much do you want for your soul?' he asked himself. 'One thousand dollars,' he replied. Out of nowhere came one thousand dollars. The devil had sold his soul to himself. THIRTY EIGHT YEARS LATER The mentally ill child sat happily in a chair. He sat in silence, and then he sat some more. Then he decided to sell his tricycle to a kid he knew. 'How much do you want for your tricycle?' the kid asked him. 'One thousand dollars,' the mentally ill child replied. Out of nowhere came one thousand dollars. The mentally ill child took the money, and thought to himself. 'I'm sure I remember this happening before.' The new child on the tricycle had a red glint in his eye, as he pedaled away.

Now this is the story about how My soul got flip-flopped, passed around Now I'd like to take a minute Just sit in my chair I'll tell you how he became the prince of WHAT FRESH HELL? In west Gehenna born and raised On the ninth circle is where I spent most of my days In chilly ice, that's right, it was all cool And chewin' up traitors, 'cuz that's the rules When a man without love Who was up to no good Started making pasta 'bout my demon-hood There was one sick kid who sold his ride And from then on, well, its a downhill slide He whistled for a kid and when he came near The trike was fresh and had dice in the mirror If anything I can say this trike was funny But he thought 'Aw, what the heck' - 'Yo homes, gimme money!' He pulled out some bills, about 7 or 8 And he yelled to the seller, 'Yo homes, meet your maker!' I sobbed for my realm He was finally there To sit on my throne, with me in utter despair

Spin.

Spin, spin, spin.

Stop.

The man stopped spinning the toy globe for a second. Then...

Spin, spin spin.

If he stopped spinning, you wouldn't be reading this thread anymore.

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