#kevin saying i like guys who are whores

[the-soliloquies-of-sadists]

#391

“What? You think you are done faggot?  Get back into place.  I said, ‘Faggot, get back into place.’  No, no, no, you ain’t Kevin no more, not after I saw four men take turns spit roasting you.  You are Faggot from this point on.  Now it’s my turn to bust my nut….

“This changes everything between us.  About time it does.  I’m tired of hearing about Jesus.  When my right-wing cousin asked me to take the 20-year-old son of a friend of hers along with me to see if he would like truck driving, I was reluctant.  She told me you were a quiet boy who needed to come out of a shell.  I filled out all the paperwork with the company so you could ride with me. 

“Bend over the picnic table with your cunt pointing at that garbage can.

“When we met, I knew you were a faggot right away.  You followed me into the men’s room.  I started to get a boner right there.  I saw you glancing at my dick at the urinals.  I knew it was going to be a great two weeks together.  But not ten minutes in my cab, I was hearing how much you love Jesus, and I knew this was not going to be good.  And we hadn’t even started rolling.

“Now pull apart your cunt lips and push some jiz out. 

“So before we left, I called my cousin.  She told me that you are the son of her Baptist preacher and it would be a great favor to her to take you out and show you real America.  Now my cousin doesn’t know that I’m a total fag fucker.  So instead, I called two of my fellow drivers, Barry and Jimmy.  You just met them; Barry was the first and Jimmy was the third guy to spit roast you.  We drive for the same company on the same route on the same day.  As you are Barry’s type, he wanted you ASAP.  That’s why we are here at this rest area.  That and this spot has this picnic table out back away from the eyes of the casual traveler.

“Push some more out.  I want a good glob on my cock head.  Damn, this cunt has been used before.  And I’m not even talking about just today.  It’s obvious that you also have experience in servicing and serving men.  Your second fucker was this trucker that followed you and Barry back here.  And he was slapping your face when Barry was plowing your cunt.  And it wasn’t a love tap; it was a man properly using and abusing a faggot.  He even used a fistful of you your hair as a handle.  You seemed to take that roughness like it was nothing.

“So, I can reach over and pull you off the picnic table and push you on your knees….  Like that.  Faggot, this is natural for you, isn’t it?...  Where did you learn that you need to be treated like shit?... 

“…You met older men from those kink sites?...  …So I have a faggot to use as my personal cunt for the next few weeks?

“That face slap is for not addressing me with respect.  That’s ‘Yes Master.’  You refer to all men as ‘Sir.’  You got that faggot?...  I’m really going to like smacking you around. 

“See that glob of driver cum on my dick head?  Using only the tip of your tongue, scoop it in your mouth, but don’t swallow it.

“Now say, ‘I am a faggot whore whose only existence is to be abused by real men.  I live for cock and cum….’  …Say it again…. …Again…

“You got me leaking.  Turn your head to face the garbage can.  I want to wipe my pre-cum on your cheek.  Swallow that spunk and keep saying it.

“That’s good.  Mmmm.  Now say that you want to be abused without mercy….  And say that you don’t want to have a safe word….  So you do not want to have any say of what I plan on doing to you, and that your pleas to stop must be ignored….  Don’t look back at me; say it to the garbage can, cause that’s what you are, garbage.

“…Good that’s done.  Now suck on my dick.

“Listen up faggot.  I was talking with that second driver—the one that roughed you up while Barry was plowing your cunt.  He left back here and made a bee line to his cab.  When he came out, he looked pissed.  He had a belt already doubled up, and he was heading back here to beat the shit out of you. 

“I stopped him.  He was pissed at you.  He recognized you.  He showed me his phone.  It had a news article with a pic of you standing next to your father as your preacher father was going into the state’s senate to fights against gays.  Now I tend to stay out of politics, but even I know of your dad’s name. 

“I told him that you were being fucked by Jimmy and that random fourth guy that came out of nowhere.  He wondered how I knew the details of what was going on as this area isn’t seen from the parking lot….

“I told him to look at my phone.  Faggot, pull off my cock and look up.  Damn, you are one hungry cunt.  You don’t care about anything I have to say.  That would explain why you don’t seem interested in how I knew about everything and every guy you were doing back here.

“If you look at my phone you will see a faggot kneeling in front of a man, both next to a picnic table.  That faggot is you….  Yes, I have been watching you through my phone.  The camera is located inside the opening to the garbage can there.

“Now it’s hitting you.  Yeah, I told Barry to come up here and set it up.  He has a lot of cameras in his truck.  He streams his fuck sessions in his cab and makes a shit load of money on-line.  By default, he has a copy of the video and so do I.  So going after my phone won’t do you no good.  So get back on your knees.

“It’s interesting, I did this to blackmail you into being my total bitch the seventeen days you are with me and to get you to stop with the religious shit.  Barry was definitely game, as likes young fags like you.  Jimmy just likes to fuck.  This here was going to be a simple picnic table fuck.

“That all changed when Chuck—that would be the second driver—showed me his phone….

“…Don’t fucking say another word.  I will smack you again.  You are in a shitty spot here.  First, you are naked as a rest stop, loaded up by four men, soon to be five with mine.  Don’t bother looking for your clothes.  Barry picked up your shit and put it in his cab; you were oblivious being spit roasted. 

“When you leave this area, you will walk back to a row of semis buck naked.  After my fat hog fucks you, your gape will be more pronounced, so you will have jiz running down your legs like some goddamned whore.  Next, you were filmed doing and saying nasty things, things your Papa wouldn’t approve.  So doing something stupid like running away is not going to go well for you, as that video can be edited to hide us but showcase your talents.  Videos are easy to disseminate.  You are kinda stuck in this situation, subject to whatever sexual whims that should come to mind.

“You are going to be filmed doing nasty shit going forward, but doing one video will have the same as ten.  You understand your predicament?...  Good.  Good.

“Now get up and lean over the picnic table.  I need to drop my seed.

“…Fuck, you are sloppy back here.  The guys stretched you out enough, so you aren’t strangling my dick.  And cum lube is the best….  Oh yeah, clamp down like that.  We need to be very quick.  There’s a timetable that needs to be met.  We all are meeting up at a particular spot up ahead for our 10-hour DOT rest. 

“The things that are planned for you...,  I’m getting close just thinking about it.  You are going to be used by so many men these next two weeks.

“Damn your hair was made to be used as a handle.  Arch your back.  Try almost to stand. 

“Fuck that feels good.  You ready for my load?  Of course you are.  You are cum dump faggot who lives to take load after load.  You don’t give a shit who is fucking you, just as long as they breed you.  You fucking slut.  You whore.

“I’m gonna cum.  I’m going to flood your guts with more cum.  When I am done, you are to clean me off like a good faggot.

“Get ready.  Here it cums!  Here it cums!  Here it fucking cums!  Ahhhh Ahhhhh Ahh!... Fuck!  Goddamn, your cunt is just what I needed.

“…Atta boy.  Tastes nasty hunh?  That’s the flavor of four men’s loads.  Yeah you are a fucking pig.  I knew it. 

“…Let’s head on out.  Hold on.  Let me get that camera from the garbage can.  …OK, let’s go.

“No. No.  You are walking in front of me.  I want whoever is in the parking lot to see a naked cum whore faggot.  Walk slowly.  Better yet.  I got a fistful of your hair.  I’ll control the pacing.

“Damn.  Everyone’s gone except for me and Chuck.  Barry split and he has your clothes… and probably your phone too.  Don’t worry, you’ll get it back tonight.

“Let’s go over to Chuck’s cab. 

“Hey Chuck!...  I got the faggot here for ya!  Naked and loaded up!  Are they going to be there?...  Fucking awesome!

“OK faggot get on up.  You are riding with Chuck for the rest of today….  Awww shut the fuck up.  I don’t care what you have to say.  Chuck has arranged to have a gay biker gang join us tonight.  His condition for arranging this was he gets you tied up in his cab for the day.  Seems like a fair exchange….

“…I said for you to shut up.  Keep insisting you have something important to say, and I’ll do a lot more than slam your faggot face against his cab. 

“Listen here shithead.  I don’t give a shit about you, or what happens to you.  I don’t give a fuck about my right-wing nutjob cousin.  And I don’t have any sympathy for your father and his evil fucked up ministry.

“I control what happens to you.  And you are going in the cab of a fellow fag fucking driver, a man I just met, a man that has bondage equipment installed inside, a man that knows a biker gang.  And I’m fine with all of it.

“Chuck, get down here.  The faggot needs convincing getting up into your cab.  Bring your belt.  I can stick around to help you turn this sissy girl black and blue….

“Change your mind?  Good.  Get up there.

“He’s all yours Chuck.

“I hope to catch you later faggot…  “…Oh faggot!  I forgot to say, ‘Praise Jesus!’”

This story continues in Story #396.

[haet-sal]

BBGG(bad boy good girl)/biker!Sunwoo x fem!reader SMUT

Tags: sunwoo smut, best friend!kevin, juyeon and q feature, Nicknames (good girl, baby, little princess, etc), SPIT IN MOUTH, P in V, DEGRADATION (calling you a whore), choking, sort of VERY ROUGH, unprotected, implied PAINAL

Porn with plot. Having freshly moved into the suburbs, you invite your neighbors for a Christmas party, being that they’re singles far away from family, too. You meet Sunwoo, and… sparks fly.

It’s not even really mentioned that sunwoo is such a bad boy... intro is long but it’s cozy holiday times!

w.c.: 4.7k

If you enjoy this please consider reading my other tbz fic, a juyeon smut

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The winters were getting dark and snow had begun to fall—you’d missed the first snows driving into town, and now, a week into the move, snow has become an annoying, filthy and incredibly proverbial thing that had lost its magic.

Your housemate, Kevin—and best friend who you’ve been rooming with since you moved out, but we don’t mention that—looks out the window, both hands clutching a warm mug of cocoa. “We should do something for Christmas,” he says. “Why did I go through designing the decorations of our amazing, spectacular, show-stopping, never-attempted-before Christmas tree, if we can’t have guests to show it to?”

“You said you design to please yourself, not others.”

“Well I take it back.” Kevin tuts as he looks outside at the window. “Let’s have a party.”

“You’re insane—”

“YOU BOUGHT ENOUGH CHAMPAGNE FOR 10 PEOPLE STOP HOGGING IT—”

So Kevin convinces you to go over to the neighbors and invite them for a neighborly new year’s party, held between new year’s and christmas, just for the hell of it, and also because he wants bitches to see his bitchin christmas tree. It’s ego issues, honestly.

Kevin could not convince you enough to invite more than one house, so you made a deal: he does the other houses, you go over to just the closest neighbors and then you go home. As you set off, both at the same time, you keep looking over your shoulder at Kevin, just to see how far along he was.

You arrive at the door of the house adjacent, a house entirely painted black. You knew that its garage was also a make-shift workshop, because you had seen many bikers with machine problems park there. They seemed to be a trusted mechanic too, because you saw the people were overly friendly—the neighborhood didn’t seem to like them, though, thinking they were an eyesore and a fright to their area, but that’s the more reason you rooted for the three boys that lived in the dark house.

After you’ve rung the bell, you wait. You wait, and you look over at Kevin, just to see he’d gone over two houses already. Seriously? Kevin’s ahead of you and the one house you gotta invite won’t even fucking open?

You kicked at the snow. “FUCK!” You’d thought no one would hear it, because the cold vacuum of the snowy town tricked you into thinking you were in space, but the door immediately opens, that cold, dead-jet-black door. A boy with white hair and a smile pops out. “Uh, hello?”

“Hi!” you say, blood rushing more and more to your face in the cold, and you felt the heat coming—maybe it’s from embarrassing yourself in front of these boys, actually—”I just moved into the other house—number 13?”

The boy at the door opens the door wider so his roommates could see you, and you take their appearances in: one guy, standing close to the door, had these catlike eyes that bore into your soul. He wanted to know what you wanted, too. And meanwhile, the guy farthest from you, with thick fluffy hair and thick lips, stood on the stairway and stared you down. The boys looked barely interested, or at least they feigned it, with the guy with the intense stare zeroing on you. The guy that opened the door, though, tried to smile at you.

“Um, we were thinking of having a new year’s party, later this week, on Sunday? It’d be really nice if you could come—if you don’t already have plans. I’m Y/n—”

“Changmin!” The guy holding the door open introduces himself. “That’s Juyeon and Sunwoo. Is that all? New Year’s party?”

“Y-yeah, and—it’s on the 29th,” you say. “Between Christmas and New Year’s, the perfect date, isn’t it?”

“That’s nice! That’s for inviting us,” says Changmin. “Is that all?”

Damn, they really wanted you out of their hair, huh? You just nod, absentmindedly—dissociating because it was the only thing going to save you now—”Uh-huh. Yeah. So, well, see ya!”

When you came home Kevin was still inviting every house in the neighborhood, going door to door. You wait patiently for him, listing all the things you were going to say to him. No one’s coming to the party, you stupid slut. There’s not even going to be a party. But when he comes back he looks too excited you didn’t want to burst his bubble.

“Easily done,” Kevin says, as he shakes snow off his boots. “Those guys in that house—one of them’s in law school. What are your guys like?”

You shrugged. “Weren’t very talkative. I doubt they’ll even show up.”

“I invited the house in front of ours, too, but there’s a whole, like, little toddler there and I don't think we can count them in,” Kevin says. “We’re not exactly a child-safe environment—”

You hit his arm. “Of course we are! This party won’t be rated more than PG13, for the champagne drinking.”

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“Is this what we’re really doing? Really?” You pull your velvet skirt down to cover the gap between your thighs and the skirt, but it just reveals more skin on your midriff. You and Kevin are in matching blue velvet.

“We’re matching velvet twins!” Kevin announces in joy. “Fuck. I’m getting static-zaps.”

“We look like the twins from the Shining.”

“You look killer,” Kevin reassures, trying to hype you up, but you simply rolled your eyes. “Kev… no one’s even going to show up.”

“Ah, but you’re waiting for no one to show up, so you get to keep all the liquor to yourself!” (It’s actually pathetic. He went and bought other kinds of booze, for ‘cocktail making’. Does Kevin even know how to make cocktails? NO!)

Surprisingly, your guys—the guys from the black house with the workshop garage—are the earlier ones to show up, and now it’s just the five of you, and you welcome them in, giving them appetizer plates. Kevin’s ecstatic, and wants to get to know them, but the biker boys were rather quiet.

The next guests to arrive were from house number 15, three boys, who introduced each other: Sangyeon, Haknyeon, and Jacob. Sangyeon and Haknyeon were the law school kids Kevin had been talking about, and Jacob was a photographer of some sorts, you didn’t ask further—although they had been eager to talk. You took a liking to Haknyeon, and as you served him appetizers, you broke into conversation.

“I really thought you’d invited more than these people,” Haknyeon says with a frown. You’re suddenly curious.

“Huh? You mean your housemates and the guys from number 11?”

Haknyeon leaned into you as he gave a side-eyed look at the other table. “Those guys are…” He hesitates, before he says: “trouble. Basically criminals.”

You frowned. It’s not like you could just tell Haknyeon ‘don’t be a snob,’ you didn’t even know him. Plus, if those guys actually were bad news, you didn’t want to start a feud with them, especially when they lived so close. So you force a smile. “Uh Huh! Well, the more the merrier—it’s Christmas, it’s time for… forgiveness?”

But Haknyeon looked over your shoulder at the arriving guests, all dressed in black, with a peculiarly mean set of eyes. You sighed. This was going to be a long night.

.

“Why are the two houses staring each other down?” Kevin whispered into your ear as you two were setting the table for dinner.

“You awakened a life-long feud between scholars and biker gangs,” you answered. “I told you the party was a bad idea.”

Kevin rolled his eyes at you, and well, you deserved it, you needed to stop shittalking a party that was already going on.

Kevin sets his Masterchef-style cooking onto the table, introduces the dishes—some of them french, some of them asian—and everyone starts to eat. And it’s silent in the dining room, because neither group wants to talk to the other.

Each of Haknyeon’s group compliments Kevin’s cooking, but only Changmin steps out from the bikers’ group to say the same. Kevin gracefully accepts the compliments.

It’s only when the drinks are served after dinner, and everyone was allowed to lounge around the living room, that the room didn’t feel so suffocating anymore.

Juyeon was the one to approach you, talking about Christmas and a book he read and something or the other, you don’t really remember. His conversation had been completely overshadowed by how his friend was watching you, from the corner near the fireplace.

Sunwoo, was it? Thick dark hair and kissable lips.

You thought Juyeon was the one with the killer stare, but damn, Sunwoo. If looks could kill…

If looks could undress. You knew what he was doing right now, a man only stares that long and that deep if he wants to fuck you. He’s watching you, only because he’s imagining you underneath him, making the ‘o’ face, crying out his name… he’s imagining what it’s like to have his cock buried deep, deep in you. The warmth of it, especially since the weather was so cold. Tis the season.

Somehow, you didn’t mind it.

You only hold Sunwoo’s stare for a bit, before you’re going around the party talking to Haknyeon, Sangyeon, even Juyeon, who seems to want to talk to you so badly that he keeps following you around and joining in on the conversations. But whenever you look across the room, he’s still staring at you, still there, ignoring everything else and just sipping his champagne slowly. You start to notice after a couple times how thick and sweet his lips looked, how sharp his jaw was, everything.

Being the only girl in the party, it’s not unexpected that most of the six guests you have over try to talk to you, each cutting in one after another, like taking a dance card from you. And yet… Sunwoo hadn’t come over at all. He bides his time. He even talks to Kevin. But somehow it clicked for you that this had to happen, you had to talk to Sunwoo.

You finally approached him, at his little corner with his refilled liquor, because you concluded he was never going to come over to where you sat. Tiptoeing up to him in your tight little stockings, you catch eye contact, his eagerly finding yours, and you say: “hiiii. Sunwoo, right?”

“Mmm.” He just nods. Although the reply was lackluster, you knew he wanted you; his stare said everything.

“Y/n,” you told him.

“Heard it when you invited us.” He sets his drink down on one of Kevin’s boxes he hadn’t put away properly, and Sunwoo turns to you anew, not at all smiling but with a newfound interest.

He’s checking you out. A fool could be able to tell. As he takes you in, little velvet dress and the way your tight leggings hugged your body, he finally manages to smile at you.

It’s a lop-sided smirk. The last-laugh kind of smile, charming, heartstring-playing, impossibly good-looking smile.

You refill a new glass and hand him one, clinking glasses with him.

“Listen,” Sunwoo murmurs to you over the bubbling champagne, “I can take you right back to my house, right now, and show you my bike collection—I have a full garage, if you want to see?”

You nodded, feet already picking you up to go. You don’t even know if you actually expect for there to be bikes–and, also, what if Haknyeon’s right and all of Sunwoo’s riches had criminal sponsorings?

You didn’t give a fuck. You feel hypnotized, you hear nothing but him. “I can show you… more than that, too.” His hand snaked over to your waist, fingers conveniently tucking themselves under your bra, and resting in that tight space.

You’re starting to walk away with him, your hand in his, and you were already halfway out the door when Kevin pulls you back.

“I’m going to see the bikes,” you say.

“No, you’re not.”

“Kev—”

“y/n, you are not going off to fuck a guest, whom we have over, while we literally have other guests over we have to entertain,” Kevin says to you slowly, which you were thankful for as you didn’t think you could handle a spitfire speech. You nodded slowly.

“And,” Kevin says, “you’re champagne drunk.” Pulling you back into the house, he shoots a look at Sunwoo. “Don’t be that guy, man. Try seeing if you actually still want her tomorrow.”

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Your skirt is so fluffy and cute, and it barely covers your ass. Thankfully, you’re wearing stockings. You hugged your white sweater to your body, the all-white color coding worked as a look but it was still cold.

When you rang the doorbell, you’re expecting the same old as before: it would take a long while until someone comes, you thought. And well, you hate to be right. There was about a full minute where no one came, and the second stretched as you were withstanding the horrible cold. You rang the bell another time, and out comes Juyeon.

He shoots a sultry smile at you. “Heeeey. What’s your name again, Y/n, was it?”

“Uhhuh!” You hop into the warmth of their home. “Is Sunwoo here?”

Juyeon faltered. “Uh. Uh… yeah… first door upstairs.”

That’s strange, because the first door upstairs is the one right next to the window of your room… you wondered if he ever saw you, undressing or something or the other, silhouetted by the curtains.

“Juyeon hyung?” you heard Sunwoo call out, “did you get the door?”

What could he be doing that he couldn’t get the door? When you opened it, he had his headphones on. His room smelled like Dior Men, and was actually tidy enough that it surprised you. The blinds were shut, and he was just sitting in a lamp light.

“Oh,” Sunwoo says, “it’s you.” You wondered if he still remembers your name or if it had slipped away with the effects of the champagne. Not so drunk anymore, he doesn’t fix lustful eyes at you and expect you to bend to his will. Instead, he looks… soft. But still there’s insane chemistry here, you just had to get into his bed and have him rearrange your organs from the inside.

Standing up from his chair, Sunwoo comes over to the bed, inviting you closer with a hand gesture. You inched closer.

“So,” Sunwoo says, “it’s the tomorrow your friend was talking about.”

You cocked an eyebrow. “And you still want me?”

“Baby,” Sunwoo breaths out, his lips barely moving as he said it–it was just a moan and a breath at the same time—”I want you, so fucking bad.” Maybe he was saying ‘baby’ because he couldn’t remember your name.

You take a step forwards to him, and he catches you, basically seizes you so you’re in the air with just his arms supporting you, and makes you kneel on the bed, pretty bowed stocking bending at the knee.

You’re kissing Sunwoo. He tastes like cigarettes, but also just… like him. Something bitter and addicting, like dark chocolate. Slowly, you see that his hands are inching up your pantyhose, and soon he reaches the garter, holding your stockings up. His hands kept wandering, trailing down between where the skin was exposed between the ribbons. As if he were dying for a feeling of your skin, and there was just so little of it, he was drowning in this sea of not-feeling-skin.

You know you look good, because Sunwoo can’t stop looking at you, not even just at your face—at your whole body. The way you’ve dressed makes you look like you came straight out of a holiday card… or, well, a holiday playboy shoot.

Not to mention the fact that you’re kneeled between his legs on the bed, like a pretty little doll.

Sunwoo positions you so you’re sitting, looking at him with your back against the headboard, and now he’s hiked your skirt up and spread your legs, looking inside as if it hid something so fine and precious…

Your pantyhose and garter are white, but, clearly, under the white lace, he sees your red panties, innocent but sultry. You’d taken care in dressing yourself today, not even with Kevin’s help. You were just happy you looked like any guy’s Christmas sexual fantasy right now.

Sunwoo notices the Christmas color-coding, of course. “Tis the season,” he says under his breath, and before you could protest he’s ripped the stockings apart like it’s a Christmas present he’s been waiting forever to open. You whined out, a long, emotional whine, and he chuckled.

“I’ll buy you new ones,” he says. His head was already buried in the soft supple skin of your thighs that the torn stockings exposed, as he continued: “def—” kiss—”fin—”kiss” —nite–ly.” To punctuate his sentence, he bites down on the skin, but once you try to move away because it hurts, he simply sucked a hickey onto it. “Cute,” he tells you. He’s feeling you up over your panties, maybe just to check if you were wet—you were, but not enough that it might soak through.

“I want you to think of me,” Sunwoo says. “Think of what you want me to do to you, and then we’ll start, okay? Lemme just get you nice and wet…” He kissed your neck with so much force you’re falling backwards into the mattress, and that had been his intention. While he kissed, the hand on your panties had moved them to the side and was now teasing your wet slit.

“I want—” you gasped as he nibbled on the skin, soft but sharp bites, “I want you to fuck me.”

You can feel Sunwoo smiling against your collarbone, but you can’t see him; your eyes are scrunched closed just feeling what he was doing to you, hands on body, body on body. One of his hands was now under your little sweater crop top, holding you steady but also touching you… in the most right way that got your knees weak.

“Is that it?” he says. “How do you want me to fuck you?”

“I—ngh—”He’s sucking love bites onto your clavicle. “No, like, I want you to fuck me, I want it, hard,” you say, emphasizing the vulgarity. “I think you’re the only one that can do me so rough I cry. I want to be bruised, Sunwoo.”

You only hear Sunwoo laugh; a dry chuckle, and he’s off your skin, at least his mouth was—he’s pulled back, and you look up, just to see what he’s doing—and he’s concentrated, both hands flying to your panties—

It rips under the force of his arms, you can just see the biceps flexing as he tears them to each side. With a loud sound. The panties were limited edition, holiday patterns, ugh, but you’re about to get the greatest fuck of your life so you don’t even care anymore.

Sunwoo is silent for a moment, looking at your pretty little slit that glistens for him, and he wets his fingers before he puts them in you, two fingers, slow and tortuous finger-fucking you. You love the pornographic imagery of his two long fingers… sliding in and out.

“Mmm,” Sunwoo goes, lips pursed together as he concentrates on the feeling of you. “This isn’t going to bruise you at this rate—beg me, properly. Beg me to bruise your pretty little cunt up.”

You clench around his fingers, hoping they’ll stay in and curl up to hit you in the right spot, but it’s not enough. “I—I want to you fuck me, please!”

“Mm, not even close to good enough.”

“I want you to bruise my pussy,” you say, basically a declaration, “I want you to hurt me, I need to feel pleasure from how hard your cock is tearing my little pussy up.”

Sunwoo just cocked his head to ask for more, but you feel the fingers going faster now.

“I want you to put your hands around my neck—leave it purple and blue, the way you bite love marks on me–I want you to mark me up, please, sir.”

Sunwoo breaks into a smile. “Good girl. You know to call me that, huh?”

He retracts his fingers from your pussy; you realize it had just been for show, he didn’t intend to fuck you this way.

Sunwoo pulls off his shirt, heated in the moment, and his sweatpants are lowered, and he takes himself out of his boxers. As he readies to put it in you, kneeled at your feet, he puts the wet fingers into your mouth. “Suck,” he commanded, and you went to work, tongue salaciously wrapping around his digits. It’s his spit, yours, and your slickness, all together. So lewd and dirty but hot. You realize now you like bad boys and rough fucks.

Sunwoo palmed himself getting himself ready to fuck you, “No condom,” he says. “You don’t care, do you?”

You shook your head—you should, really, but… in the moment it didn’t matter at all. Plus, you were busy sucking his fingers, cross-eyed like a hentai drawing. You wanted whatever he did to you.

Your sweater is cropped and low-necked that it gave him easy access to under your bra and your clavicle, but now it wasn’t good enough, so Sunwoo lifts the synthetic wool up, throws it over his shoulder across the room, and next he’s unhooking your bra with one hand, while the other supports him so he could tower over you with those intense eyes, lust written all over them.

Once you’re bra-free, he plays with your nipples, wetting them with his mouth and then rubbing it between his fingers until it hardens. You could feel the whole act getting him hotter and harder inside you.

You reach for your skirt, hooking your hand around the zip so you could slip it off you, but Sunwoo stops you with his hand, basically batting it away. In doing this, he grabs your hand and pins it to the side of your head.

“No, fuck,” Sunwoo cursed, “keep your little skirt on. I’m gonna fuck you like you’re a whore I don’t even want to take the time to enjoy.” It turns you on more than you could say, so you press your thighs together, mewling, and of course, he’s between your thighs, so you’re wrapping them around him. “Plus,” Sunwoo adds, “you look so cute in the fluffy little skirt.”

“I knew you’d like it,” you cooed through moans. “I wanna be your little doll, Sunwoo.”

“Fuck,” Sunwoo hisses, truly hisses, like he’s been burnt or something. “Fuuuck. Fuck you.”

You close your eyes and let him fuck you into the mattress, and you’re jumping up with every thrust from how powerful it is.

You arch your back and moan. Truly, Sunwoo must be trying to bruise your pussy, because he’s thrusting so rough and fast. Again and again, you’re crashing into each other, bones and all, and he’s just so hot and hard. You were going to be sore for days, you loved it.

“You got me—thinking of you the whole night, and all of today.” His voice would flatten out into hisses whenever he felt you all tight and warm around him, and the feeling goes to his brain rendering him unable to form words. But he continues: “I’ve been wanting to fuck you, you know that, princess? You’re a tease for keeping me waiting—yeah, you like being a tease?” He spits in your face, and you flinch. You see his bared teeth and sharp canines that have been biting you all day. “Been—thinking–of–ruining your little pussy–fuck—since last night.”

As the thrusts get more powerful, your hands rush to his shoulders to just hold onto something, and your hands fall at his biceps, nails sinking in. You gasp in pleasure, again and again, and it’s going to your head that you don’t even know how to speak, how to request anything anymore. What you do, is bring your slender fingers to your cunt, and rub your clit, just to ease the tension you felt there.

Sunwoo scoffs a small laugh. “You’re gonna be the type of slut that rubs herself while getting fucked?” He shoves your hand away, and you’re too fucked-out to say anything back. “Leave that to me,” he says breathily. “Let sir make you cum, okay?”

Now you’re getting pounded in your g-spot and having your little clit played with, you felt like screaming, but you bit down on your tongue, only letting little tortured gasps slip past your lips.

“Sunwoo,” is what you start off with when you can’t hold the sounds in any longer. “Sunwoo, Sunwoo, S—” You’re screaming, a teeth-gritted, muscles-tensed scream, hands grabbing his sheets in your fists. Sunwoo keeps rubbing your little clit, each roll on the pads of his thumb making you clench around him.

“F-fuck, you’re tight,” he swears. “Fuck, I think I’m close.”

Wordlessly, you let Sunwoo keep his fast paced thrusts into you, and every time he’s so deeply inside you, you know you’re closer than ever. It takes him to falter in pace, trembling in his knees because it was just too good, for you to finally release, pussy clenched around his cock. And Sunwoo rests for a moment, just to feel your walls spasm around him.

He’s overwhelmed by the lust, but he’s not tired. Once you’re done, he goes again, and you’re overstimulated at his point, especially from the way he’s flicking your little clit, but you don’t tell him to stop. You take everything like a good little girl.

“Where do you want my cum, hmm?” Sunwoo rasps, his deep voice hot against your ears. “Tell me, little princess.”

“Not in me!” you moaned out. “Please, outside—outside, on my thighs, on my stomach—!”

With a groan, Sunwoo pulls out, cock leaking already, and spills all over your stomach. For a while, all you hear are his tortured little groans—he wouldn’t make any sound louder than that, suppressing himself—and all you feel is him, even if his cock wasn’t exactly in you anymore.

Sunwoo gathers himself for a while, hovering over you with just his arms holding him up, You see beads of sweat form around his forehead, and his bottom lip is caught between his teeth, as he bites down to control the rest of him.

Before you can ask what he wants to do next, he grabs your shoulders, turning you around on your stomach. You like him when he handles you like a ragdoll, so you plop down without resistance.

“I wanna try that pretty little ass.” Sunwoo’s fingers are now buried in your hair, and he grabs a fistful just to yank it back. You gasp with the pain, but then, this is what you wanted, and it hurts so good.

He bunches up pieces of your ripped stockings and your ripped panties, and shoves them into your mouth, rather harshly and carelessly, just to make sure they go past your teeth. It’s uncomfortable and it smells like your skin, but you do everything he tells you.

“Bite down,” he ordered, “it might be a little painful.” You brace yourself, and you’re biting down, canines against cloth, before the pain even comes. And it does come.

Out in the garage, Changmin stands with a customer who had a bike problem. They’d been fidgeting with the tools for a while, standing around and starting the engines again. Suddenly the customer erects his head, looking around. “Did you hear that?” he asks. “It sounds like someone’s crying.”

“Oh, it's just the house wailing when northern winds blow,” Changmin says. “This time I think the neighbors’ house is doing it, too.”

#the boyz smut #the boyz x reader #sunwoo smut #sunwoo scenarios #the boyz imagines #sunwoo x reader #the boyz scenarios #the boyz hard hours #tbz hard hours #tbz scenarios #tbz x reader #tbz smut #tbz imagines

[hunnidmilly]

Beg. Sequel to Soap. |r.r|

(a/n) real fast. i wanna say thank you so much for all the love you’ve given me over my last 4 writings. it means the world to me absolutely. milly loves you. <3.

sometimes, it’s just too good to not come back for more. Sequel of Soap. Completely inspired and credited to @itjazzbicch ‘Cheiftess’ Series.

warnings: smut, choking kink, unprotected sex (milly does not support this message. wrap it up.), enemies to…official sneaky links??), face DOWNNN ass UPPP, poor use of present and past tense,

parings: enemy!roman x black!reader

word count: 4.3K…never say i never gave y’all anything.

(tags: @fame-ass-ers @squishyguishy @vebner37 @smuts-whore @southerngirl41 @msbigredmachine)

*takes place 2 months after Roman Reigns Vs. Kevin Owens Feud 2021*

“Ladies and gentlemen, Daniel Bryan.” You smiled as the camera panned to the man next to you

You’ve known Daniel for a long time now. You were absolutely over the moon at his return to WWE. Behind the scenes, given your friendship with Brie and Nicole, you knew how hard he worked to make it back. It was something you admired about him.

“Y/N! How are you?” He enthusiastically responded to you

“I’m great! How are you doing? How are you feeling ahead of your triple threat match against Roman Reigns and Edge?”

“I’m feeling amazing! Absolutely over the moon! It’s going to be amazi—“

Daniel trailed off as a man appeared next to us. You turned as a certain short, obnoxious, man appeared next to you both.

“Daniel! Y/N! How are you guys doing on this fine evening?” Paul Heyman sarcastically asked

“Paul…hello.” You responded with a lack in your tone

You just knew this was a ‘special’ impromptu visit from Roman. He had his ways like that. Being around even when he wasn’t. It caused you to internally roll your eyes at the sneak attack.

“Did the Tribal Chief know this interview was going to be done?” He asked with a shit eating grin on his face.

“I don’t report back to you or him; thank you, Paul. Now, Daniel, do you think that on the grandest stage of them all, you can pull off such a performance? You and Roma—“

“The Tribal Chie—“

“Would you like to go back to your Daddy so I can finish my job?” You spat, cutting off Paul. “Wherever you end up, Brock Lesnar's locker room or Roman Reigns.”

“I—I—I have no clue what you are referring to. I do not w-w-work for Brock Lesnar anymore. Ms. Y/N, I am merely just trying to—“

“Thank you, Paul.” You grit your teeth as the cameras cut

You toss a sincere look to Daniel and give him a small side hug before turning to the man who quickly became a nuisance, “Listen. I don’t give a damn! I don’t care if you work for Brock, Roman, or Joe fucking Biden. You do not interrupt my job performance. And I know he sent you here on some possessive shit, trying to get a rise out of me. It’s written all over your fucking face. Move!”

You shove Paul out of your way, leaving him stunned in the middle of the hall. You went quickly to find Roman. Fighting against every nerve in your head telling you to turn around. After that small, impromptu meeting in the showers two months ago, you did all you could to stay away from him. Even not becoming his regular interviewer anymore. The last thing you needed was to be fuckbuddies with the man that Roman Reigns is. You could basically kiss your job goodbye if you knew it.

But, he just couldn’t seem to stay away from you. Everytime you turned around, it was like he’d be right there waiting for you. Causing more smart mouthed spats in the middle of the hallway. Anytime you both collided, you both would bicker. You’d think you and him were an old married couple. The majority of it wasn’t an act. Roman did get a rise out of you. He walked the earth with his third leg as if he controlled everyone around him, and they had to kiss the ground he walked on. He was still an asshole. After his initial thought that you’d come begging him for dick, you knew you had to prove him wrong. You didn’t need him. Not for sex…earth shaking sex. No matter how badly you wanted to call him to break you off again.

Your studded black boots clicked on the floor with every determined stride to his locker room. Before you got the chance to bang on it, as intended, it flew open with the 6’3 Samoan smirking down at you.

Roman knew he pissed you off. He knew ever trick in the damn book, on what would make your blood pressure rise. Hell, he wrote the book himself. You weren’t going to admit yourself, how much you wanted him? Fine. But he had plans to make you pay for that shit.

‘Oh, I’ll give him something to smirk about.’

“Who in the hell do you think you fucking are? You got Paul as my bodyguard now?” You snarl into his face, your heels giving you extra height to match him up

“Oh, please. What are you doing interviewing, Bryan? Hm? Answer me that first, baby girl.” He raises an eyebrow

“You have zero authority over me and whoever the hell I interview. You might be asskissing Vince, but your name isn’t anywhere near my checks. You don’t own me!”

“That’s not how I recall the story, Very…very far from it actually. Would you like a reminder?” He dropped his voice an octave deeper and smirked, leaning forward, “Remember, all you have to do is ask.”

“Why don't, instead, you go find where Paul is? We all know how quick he is to drop to his knees with a knife in your back at the reigning! Oh, so defen—”

“You think you're so fucking funny. Huh? I got a joke for you, go tell McIntyre how badly you turn cock drunk when you’re being pounded. How all it takes is for my cock to run over that bundle of nerves inside of you for you to gush down my clock like the whore you are?” Roman grits his teeth with his face mere centimeters from yours; pure agitation on his face at your mention of Brock Lesnar.

The last few weeks, you’ve been cautiously talking to a certain 6’5 Scottish man more and more. Drew was amazing. He treated you well—a sweetheart, if you must say. Movie dates, dinner dates, makeout sessions. Although you’d been holding out on him. Many times Drew slid his hand under your shirt, or would squeeze your backside. You’d always pull away and call it a night. Drew was attractive. Three months ago, you’d allow him a taste of you. Hell why not? He was attractive, strong, tall. But two months ago, you had sex with Roman. Absently, closing you off for any other guy. Admit it or not, it was amazing.

More than once, you’d catch yourself taking a warm, vanilla scented bubble bath, sliding your hand over your stomach, and heading down south…

You circled that small bundle of nerves before moving lower and sliding a finger in. Instinctively, your pussy welcomed your small finger and clenched around it. You threw your head back and sinked lower into the bathtub. Imagining it was Roman behind you, playing with your pussy. Your moans echoed into the bathroom as you worked yourself. Even while Roman wasn’t here, you could hear his voice in the back of your head. Coaxing you, bringing you closer to your orgasm.

“Slide in one more, babygirl…make her wetter for me.” He whispers into your mind.

“Romannnn!” You cry out in a whine as your orgasm squirts into the palm of your hand.

Your eyes opened as your chest raised up and down heavily.

Those nights happened more than once. You knew you were deeply involved with Roman. More than you wanted.

The mixed emotions weren’t helping. Roman tapped dance on the last nerve in your body. All over it, with a full dance routine. Why did you want him so badly, again?

“How about I have that same conversation with Paul? You and him spend an awful lot of time locked inside that room. Do me a favor, Roman. Stay the hell away from me, and for once, look in a mirror. I don’t give a damn about what titles you have or how many you have. You’re still a whiny ass crybaby. Bite me.” With that, you exhaled a sigh and turned on your heels to walk away with a small movement in your hips. You knew his gaze would be on your backside as you walked away

You’d be lying if you said the thought of calling him for another satisfied fuck didn’t occur to you. Every night when you laid awake using different toys or your hands, you threatened to grab your phone to call him. But you couldn’t. He’d have the upper hand. He’d know the control he possessed over your body. And damn, he had that hold on you good.

You straddled Drew’s waist as you both engaged into a heated make out session. Your tongue sliding back and forth against his as you both let out small groans and moans. What started as being in his hotel room watching a movie turned into becoming distracted by the soft kisses Drew placed on your neck. He makes a low growl sound from the middle of his chest as your fingers slide into his hair

“You're so beautiful, you know that?” Drew mumbles against your lips as his hands glides over your ass and hips, adoring the feeling of how big and round it felt in your hands.

You felt his hands slide over the front of your jeans, fingering with the button there, causing you to draw away from him, “I think we should call it a night. It’s getting late. And you know how Vince feels about being late.” You joke breathlessly at a dazed and confused Drew. You quickly stand to fix your clothes and grab your phone off the table.

“What’s up with you lately?”

You felt your heart sink with a small amount of guilt as you turned around to see Drew’s face adorned with embarrassment.

“Why would you ask me that?”

“You just…don’t seem as into this as I am.”

You felt a slight bit offended at his question. He thought you weren’t into this because of what? You wouldn’t have sex with him? “I have to have sex with you to be into this?”

“C’mon, I’m not fucking stupid. You barely even speak to me at the arenas, anytime we’re alone you keep checking your phone, and all I get is a few pecks and your ready to run for the fuckin’ hills.”

“Look. I don’t want people in my business. What’s the first thing you think people will ask if they see us together?”

“Who's gonna see us? Heyman? You don’t want him to spill to Roman you’re hanging around me?” Drew stands over you, his eyes wide with an evil look behind them. You’d think you were his enemy.

Your eyes nearly bulge out your head at Drew’s mention of Roman. Of course that night in the showers, everyone was gone. No one knew about your rendezvous, “Everyone sees you and him always arguing in the halls. So it’s two things. You’re either scared of him or fucking him.” He snarls

Drew’s face snapped to the side as you raised your hand back and slapped the taste from his mouth. Before you could make another strike you decided it would be best to just leave, throwing a glare at him as you walked past him. You couldn’t really be mad he guessed you slept you Roman. But you belonged to neither man. Drew had no right to insulate he owned you of some sort. If you didn’t want to have sex with him, he didn’t deserve a reason.

You quickly grabbed your things and walked away from Drew, straight out his hotel room. You felt yourself become overwhelmed at the thought of seeing Roman. His suite was on this floor in the far corner of the hall.

What if I knocked?

You brushed off your sexual urges as you headed towards the elevator to go down to your floor. You worked yourself into even deeper trouble. Drew had a few friends around the business and of course, he’d tell them how he couldn’t get you into bed. You could practically hear the “stuck up bitch” being thrown out to you already. Not mixing business with pleasure was now crossed into your new agenda permanently, you even made a mental note to create a tinder account.

You felt pathetic. How could you want someone who treated the rest of the world like shit? He didn’t even say please and thank you. You worked hard at resisting him, but that wall was slowly being bulldozed.

On cue, As you drifted into your own thoughts, the elevator dinged bringing you back into your consciousness. Just your damn luck, the pleasure stepped out the elevator blocking your entry.

“You came to deliver my message to your little boyfriend?” Roman smirks again, feeling accomplished.

Your eyes quickly glance over his body as you notice the black leather jacket, white tank top, black pants, and Jordan’s. You let out a huff as you move to the side to go around him before he steps in the same direction, “What the hell is your problem?” You questioned placing your hands over your hips letting out a sigh

“My problem? What’s yours? Why fight what you and I both know you want?” He asks stepping closer to you, sizing you up

You let out a snort with a roll of your eyes. This man was way too proud of himself. “Don’t boost your ego anymore than it is. Your head might just explode.”

“Fuckin’ admit it. You want me to break you off again. Give into you, but you’re in for a rude awakening. One thing people don’t do is lie to my face. Me and you both know right now, your pussy is dripping into those panties. Begging for me to make her submit to my every will. So do you, don’t you? You want that, don’tchu? To feel my cock stretching you out the way those fingers can’t? We both want it, and you know that. And that little boyfriend of yours? All of you belongs to me. Get that. Do you understand me?” He taunts, his face looming down over yours, his eyes thick with lust.

For the first time, since meeting Roman, you were quiet. You were stunned at his honesty. Your mouth felt dry at the thought of belonging to Roman. As much as you wanted to punch him dead in his jaw, who were you trying to convince? You wanted to feel him inside of you again. What happened in the showers would be just a mere rushed fuck. You wanted him to make you his.

“Now are you done acting like a little ass child? Be an adult and use your words. Tell me you want me, baby girl. Anytime you want some dick, just as-”

As if you were being hypnotized by his words, “I want you.” flew right out your mouth and onto his as you wrapped your arms around his neck and brought him closer to your frame.

You could feel the white light behind your eyes bust, knowing you reached a moment of no return. There was no going back. Roman lowered his hands to your ass, squeezing it tightly, pulling you flush to his body. The kiss was hungry, he was rewarding you for your honesty by biting your bottom lip repeatedly. Your tongue explored his mouth as he slipped his own between your lips. The warm feeling in his chest erupted as his current wildest dream was about to come true.

Once again.

Romans hands slid downwards to the crease of your ass and your thighs, proceeding to lift you up allowing you to wrap your hands around his waist. You briefly wondered if he could hear your heart beating at a rapid pace. Your nerves were all over the place. This time was different. You felt more exposed at admitting you wanted to be his.

Roman opened the door to his suite, walking towards his bedroom. You let out a sequel as he threw you onto the middle of his bed. His eyes were dark and hungry. Before you could have a moment to change your mind, he silenced you with another kiss.

Whatever you were about to say didn’t matter, bitchy remarks or not, was the last thing on his mind. Roman wrapped his hands around your ankle, yanking you down the bed closer to his body.

“Take these off,” He growls out to you, tugging at your pants

With a little aid from yourself, you lift your hips to allow him to pull them off, revealing your hot pink lace underwear. You could see a snarl form on Romans face, remembering how just an hour ago you were with Drew.

Roman kneels onto the bed, covering your body with his as he smashes his lips onto yours. His hand ghosted slowly towards Your warm and wet heat. You parted your legs, slightly, giving his fingers the space they needed to explore your warmth and wetness covered by lace.

“Mmmm,” You sighed into his mouth, as his slipped his hand into the hand of your panties circling your clit

“Shut up.” He grumbles back

He slid his index and middle fingers into your pussy. You felt your breath hitch inside of your throat as he moved his fingers in and out picking up pace. You reached down to grip his wrist, attempting to brace yourself from being overheated with pleasure. Rather quickly, you felt your belly tighten with a small amount of pressure. Roman felt you clamp down on his fingers,

“Let go,” he whispers into your mouth. You began squirming, unable to remain still as pleasure hit your body in waves, nearly consuming you. Your lower half worked against the strokes of his fingers; riding them into oblivion.

“Ahhhh! Oh my God. Please,” You cried out, squeezing your eyelids together.

You briefly closed your eyes, gathering yourself from your clouded thoughts. You felt the bed dip, as Roman stood to his full height. You lay back into your elbows as you watched him undress himself.

“The next time you ever mention Lesnar or McIntyre to my fuckin’ face you’ll regret it. If I ever see you near him again, I’m going to make sure he knows personally who you belong to. You understand?” He grits out lowering his boxers, letting his girthy and long cock spring against his abdomen

You decided to test him a little bit and raise your legs to your chest, closing them, his view of your panty covered pussy now gone. “But I like McIntyre. We were jus—Shit!” You squeal as Roman pounces onto the bed, slapping the side of your plush thigh roughly, marveling at the jiggle it created.

“Y’wanna finish that sentence? You think you’re in charge, but I'm calling the shots tonight. Turn the fuck over.”

Roman growls, not giving you the chance to turn over yourself, and grabs your hips in a grip before flipping you over and pushing you into a deep arch with your face flush into the bed. Roman catches you spreading your legs a bit more causing him to chuckle, “Slide back onto me. You want it so bad, let me see you fuck yourself.”

You let out a moan as you feel the tip of Romans cock make contact with the entrance of your pussy. You push back, with a bit of force till the head of Romans cock makes its way inside your pussy. Getting impatient, Roman grabs your plush hips and pulls out. Letting out an impatient whine, you felt a chill down your spine as he licked a stripe up your pussy. He then surges forward pushing in his entire length in one move.

“Ah!” You gasped “Wait, fuc—“

“Nah, remember all that shit you were saying. You’re taking all of me tonight. Don’t you dare run from me either.”

Roman teased you with slow, deep strokes at first, before speeding up his pace. You turned your head into the mattress letting out screams.

He reached up grabbing your hair into a tight grip, pulling your head up, “Nah, let the whole floor know who’s fucking you right now.”

“You’re so fuckin—“

“Big?” Roman chuckles in a deep voice

“Conceited, Ugh!” You squeal, clawing at the sheets as his big and rough hand cracks on your ass.

“But whose pussy is creaming around me? Yeah? Look at her, swallowing this dick. Her dick. She knows who she belongs to, doesn’t she baby? Talk to me.” He praised, spreading your ass cheeks to watch your wetness coat his cock.

While you could feel your heart swell at the comment, him being yours, it served the same meaning for Roman. It fueled Romans ego more, at the squelching wet noises your pussy was making for him as he fucked you into the mattress.

You only got this way for him. He only got this way for you.

Yeah, you definitely can’t let him go now.

You let out a mewl as his thickness stretched you out, creating both pain and pleasure. That same familiar vein rubbing against your spot, “Ohh! Fuck, yes! I belon–I belong to you! It’s your pussy!” You moaned louder as the headboard began to slam against the walls as he fucked you faster.

You pushed your ass backwards and began throwing your ass back against his hips. Why did you do that?

He chuckled. “You throwing that ass back like a big girl, baby? You gon’ take this dick like one too.” Without waiting for you to respond, he deepened his strokes and picked up his pace.

“Ooh, shit!” You moaned, gripping the comforter. He was so deep in you, that you felt like he was fucking your heart. Feeling the coil in your belly, you clenched your muscles around his cock.

“You wanna show out, huh?” A deep growl escaped his throat. “I got something for your ass.” He announced before really starting to fuck you. I was talking about pulling out and sliding back in, fucking you. Your nails nearly drew rips into the sheets. Your pussy creating a slippery mess, letting him slide back in easily.

“Fuck!” You yelled, blindly reaching behind him to push at his abdomen, to give you a moment to catch your breath.

“What did I say? You’re taking all of me. I told you not to run, baby girl. Don’t act like you can’t take it. What about all that shit at the arena earlier, hm?” he said, grabbing your hands and pinning them against your lower back. He propped his foot up on the bed, and used your bounded arms to bring you against him to meet your thrust.

“Shit, Roman! Fuck! Make me take it!” You cried in pleasure.

There was no way Drew was ever getting a text back, a call back…shit an email. Especially, if he didn’t hear you practically calling out to god as Roman was engraving himself on you.

Roman hissed as he felt your pussy contract, creating a second skin for him. He knew you were close, and he wasn’t far behind himself, “Y’gonna cum for me, baby? My good girl. Cum all over me baby. Let me see it.”

“Mmmm, yesssss!” You moaned, throwing your head towards the ceiling. “Fuck… I’m cumming…Romannnn!” Your orgasm ripped through you—releasing a wave of wet heat all over Roman’s cock.

Roman’s spine shook as he felt your pussy tighten around him, keep him in, as you gushed all over his cock—warm wet heat circling around him. Tears coated your cheeks, as your orgasm ripped through you making your entire body convulse as you babbled incoherent words. Roman let out a roar as his own orgasm rushed to the core, deep and filling up your pussy, mixing your juices together, “Shit! Fuck yeah, baby!” His voice thick and heavy with rasp

You both collapsed on the bed, limbs tangled into each other, and sucking as much air as you could back into your lungs. After a brief moment, Roman raised up from the bed and disappeared into his bathroom. A few seconds later, he came out with a wet towel to clean the both of you off. You bit your lip, as the feeling of the warm towel moving against your pussy came over you.

Roman laid down next to you, his chest heaving up and down, before chucking to himself. His signature smirk coating his face.

��What?”

“Bet your ass knows better than to lie to me now. See what your little stubborn ass act denied you from?” He replies, his big dick attitude back on 10. But hell. He had the big dick to match, so.

“Do you ever get e-fucking-nough of being an asshole?”

“You spent two months running from me, getting on my fuckin’ nerves, makin’ everything 20x harder for me, fucking’ around with my money with those interviews. Whole time you wanted me to make you cum again. Stubborn ass, woman. I gotta say, the resistance act was sexy as hell.” He expresses before pulling you to him, to lay on his chest

“Don’t flatter yourself too much. It wasn’t an act, Tribal Chief.” You roll your eyes at his self centered moment of truth. Some things never change.

“Oh yeah, baby? What was it?” He questions before moving over on top of your sweaty frame

After a brief moment of eye contact, for once and for all you decided to settle it and let him win. Just this once. You raised up to place a more gentle kiss than the one you shared earlier. That was more hungry, sloppy, messy…this one was delicate, soft, tender. You wanted to tell him what you couldn’t say out loud. You pulled back and saw a look of admiration in his eyes.

“You’re mine.” Roman claims with a small smirk

“And you’re mine.” You respond back

“I’m yours.”

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[eddies-whoreee]

Ambushed

Summary: Steve hosts a pool party for the group and as the night fades away, you get ambushed in the kitchen by two horny guys.

CW: bestfriend!steddie, sexual touching, dirty talk, allusions to sex at the end. BASED IN MODERN TIMES!!

You had just arrived with Robin, the door was already unlocked so you headed straight for the back yard where Steve and Eddie sat smoking a joint. Their heads both turn as you open the sliding door. “Hey princess” Eddie says with a goofy smile passing the joint to Steve. “Hey Eds” you peep setting plopping down next to Steve making grabbing hands for the joint which Steve immediately hands to you. “Where’s Robin?” Steve asks. “She’s raiding your super fancy fridge” you tell him taking a hit. “That’s all she comes here to do I swear” steve scoffs. “You’re rich Steve, you have to expect it” you reply. “You’re rich too! Even richer than me you have a summer house” Steve states. Making you roll your eyes. “Whatever, enough talk about this, I have some important news” you tell them passing the joint to Eddie.

“Kevin Wilson, from swim team asked me out on a date” you say. “Kevin? Creepy Kev?” Eddie asks shocked. “Stop you guys! That rumor was proven to be fake. And he’s kinda cute” you state. “His dick is small” steve tells you. “No it’s average not every guy can have a monster cock like you, Steve” you huff. “ a monster cock? Never heard that one before” he chuckles. “Okay anything above 9 and a half is consider a monster, especially if the width is above 5 inches” you inform him. “Sweetheart do you do studies in guys dicks or..” Eddie jokes. “No, it’s human anatomy and I am studying to be a nurse” you state. “And knowing I have a monster cock helps that how?” Steve asks. “Ugh, should’ve never told you that!” You groan. “Yeah because now I have an inflated ego” he smirks. “C’mon harrington like you didn’t know you had a huge dick” Eddie speaks nudging Steve shoulder. “Well yeah, but not a ‘monster’ ” he laughs. “And remind me how you know y/n?” Robin comes behind you asking. “It all started one dark and stormy night” you joke making Eddie and Robin laugh. “Who hasn’t fucked steve he’s a man whore!” Robin states. You guys all look at her, “I’m lesbian so I don’t count!!” She tells you guys. “And I am no whore!” Steve tries to argue. Eddie puts his hand on Steve’s shoulder. “You’re a whore, no shame though.” Eddie says with a smile. “Whatever” steve rolls his eyes. “Hey guys!” Nancy speaks walking through the door with Jonathan. You roll your eyes and stay silent.

“Someone’s jealous” Eddie whispers in your ear. You snap your head at him, “of who?” Your ask slightly offended. “Of Nancy, you’re so jealous she used to date Stevie” Eddie responds poking your side. “First off, I did too and there is nothing she has that I don’t plus more” you reply flicking his forehead with your middle finger and thumb. “Whatever I’m ready to get in the pool it’s burning up out here” you state getting up and taking off your cropped tank and flowy shorts revealing your bikini that hugged your figure perfectly. Everyone stopped their conversation to look at you. “What? This is a pool party right? Was I supposed to wear overalls?” You ask. “No, what you have on is perfectly fine” steve stutters out staring hardly at your ass. “Dog” Robin mutters at him slapping his chest. “Who needs playboy when you have y/n” Eddie jokes making you roll your eyes playfully reaching to the sunscreen. “Can someone put sunscreen on me?” You ask going to open the bottle. “Me!” Steve, Eddie, and Robin.

You giggle handing the sunscreen to Robin who sticks her tongue at the boys which they retaliate by flipping her off. You lay down on your stomach so Robin can get easy access to your body. After her rubbing sunscreen on your legs, ass, back, and shoulders. You turn around laying on your back. “Can you also do this side, I’m lazy” you ask giving her sweet smile. “Sure” she says her hands diving for you boobs making you giggle as the cold substance makes contact with your skin. Once you are all covered in sunscreen you turn to lay your towel out and see Eddie and Steve staring you down. “You two okay?” You question laying out your towel on the chair. “Yep! Perfect, I’m gonna go get a beer” Eddie states getting up and walking toward the door. “M-Me too” Steve speaks following Eddie. You shake your head playfully and slowly enter the pool since it was freezing cold to you. Once you get you your midriff and below in the water you decide you submerge the rest of your body in the water. As you pull yourself back up hands running over your hair to get the access water out. “You gonna join Nance?” Robin asks. “Maybe later I’m gonna tan” she says laying back. “Well I’m gonna join” Jonathan states taking off his shirt and tossing it to the side. “Have fun babes” Nancy says. Robin and Jonathan both cannon ball into the pool making a huge splash. You all giggle and start splashing each other.

The night goes on and you end up getting out of the pool for good around 7 or 8. Everyone had left but Robin, Steve,Eddie, and you were there. As you exit the pool retrieving your towel and wrapping it around your waist creating a little knot on the side still revealing some of your hip. “I’m gonna go get a water do you guys need anything?” You ask walking towards the door. They answer no so you go in. As you got the water bottle your phone went off so you decided to check it. As you were scrolling through social media, you didn’t even hear anyone enter the house. “Hey princess” is all you hear from close behind you making you jump and yelp. “What the fuck Eddie” you turn around ready to slap him when you are faced with Eddie and Steve towering over you. It was always intimidating when anyone taller was towering over you but two, sexy, shirtless, men. “Oh hi guys, whatcha doin’ ” you ask as your voice pitched higher showing signs of nervousness. “Nice tits” Eddie says earning a nudge from Steve. “What happened to a subtle approach” he mumbles. “What he’s trying to say is you look good and we couldn’t keep our eyes off of you” Steve says softly. “You practically have us drooling over you” Eddie states pushing his body closer to you. You were cornered in the kitchen. “So, the only logical thing to do is fuck your brains out” Steve states with smirk. “B-But what about Robin? She’s still here” you ask. “She left a couple minutes ago we told her you asked to stay the night” Eddie smiles. You blush looking down to the floor. “C’mon baby, let’s us show you how bad we want you, yeah?” Steve asks you nod obediently. “Good girl, c’mon” Eddie’s says picking you and throwing you over his shoulder making you gasp. He lands a harsh slap on your ass as does Steve making you giggle with excitement. Tonight is gonna be a fun, looooong night!

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[rosemarydisaster]

I want to ask people to please please accept nuanced characters and not be a bitch about it. I've already seen so many crazy takes and I don't know if I can handle the death of media literacy right now. We've been through this in AFTG, let's not bring that energy to TSC.

For those who have read the book, examples under the cut.

Let's start with the fandom's favorite scapegoat: Thea Muldani. "She thought Jean was a whore sleeping with the defense line". That's what she was told and what Kevin and Jean allowed her to believe. Context is important: Thea was there because she just found out her team (and she wasn't involved at all with the mafia part or Riko's torture) had lied to her about her boyfriend's injuries. She obviously couldn't believe it because, would you!?? And when she sees Jean she's instantly on his side asking what happened to him. She's heartbroken when he doesn't answer and tells her to just believe what Kevin tells her. You can tell she cared about her little duckling and was horrified with what happened under her nose.

Then Kevin. Kevin is the recipient of Jean's unrequited love and that's not his fault. Hell, there's a lot of chances he didn't even know about it, Jean was the closest thing he had to a friend. He didn't seduce and trick Jean for his own benefit, he tricked his friend to survive and regretted ever since. He knew Jean wouldn't run, he knew Jean would have tried to stop him if he told him. It wasn't fair for Jean, but it was Kevin's only chance. I thought this was obvious. Jean is entitled to hate him, but the audience should know better than mischaracterize him like that.

Jeremy and the Trojans are the closest we have to a normal pov. Their way of handling Jean's trauma is not going to be like the Foxes'. They try not to pry too much, to offer him distractions and accommodations. They honestly do as well as they can. The people saying they're so pushy and annoying???? My bestie in Christ you'd probably handle it way worse.

I just think that we as a fandom should appreciate how good Nora's character writing is. Most characters are not fully evil (and those who are you can understand how they turned into monsters most of the time), but they fuck up. Sometimes they fuck up unknowingly, sometimes they fuck up because they don't know better, sometimes they fuck someone over because it's their only way out, sometimes the circumstances get in the way.

That doesn't make things better for the characters that get screwed over. Jean is entitled to his complicated feelings over Kevin. Aaron is allowed to not understand why his brother killed his mother. Just because the current narrator's pov makes it obvious for the audience doesn't mean the characters inside the book have the info and knowhow to do better.

TSC made me love Kevin even more because I'm a sucker for for imperfect victims. I hate the IRL narrative that in order to deserve sympathy you have to be purely the most victimized victim of them all. Kevin had to step over Jean to get out of his situation. Kevin had to witness the abuse, unable to do anything about it. Kevin is a bitch to his teammates and endangers them just by being in their team. He also loves them fiercely and forces them to keep on living.

It's complicated. And if you can't handle nuanced and complex characters please just keep your incorrect opinions to yourself??? Like why is everyone so comfortable admitting publicly they don't understand how to analyze realistic traumatized characters??? Why would you admit you can only see in black and white?? "Well if you're a victim and a good guy then you would never ever do something not nice. Gotcha!" That's how you sound.

#the sunshine court #tsc #aftg #meta

[maybeimamuppet]

I LOST THE ASK IM SORRY ANON BUT HERE

REGINA

favorite thing about them

heheeeeeehoooo i’m a lesbian but honestly she has so much like depth to her in a way that’s not immediately obvious and it’s really interesting as a writer getting to explore that beyond canon

least favorite thing about them

i don’t like that i relate to her!!!! i don’t like the idea of being mean and she is and i’m entirely convinced she and i have the same personality disorder and i am terrified that i’m like her. some people have said it and i just hate that it might be true

but like as a character in and of herself it’s how she uses people for her own gain. that’s not cool boo

favorite line

“boo, you whore” from the movie

“that’s what i keep trying to explain to the president on twitter but he blocked me” from the show

i can’t remember enough of what she says in the new movie rn but i’ll find smth later i’m sure lol

brOTP

damian. she and damian both love taylor swift and they listen to every song together and fangirl together and also damian gets her into musicals. regina likes the dark gritty ones with good music like les mis and little shop and damian likes the classics (obvs)

OTP

post redemption arc i ship her with like every woman in this. like any combo of gretchen and karen, i’m an absolute SUCKER for cadina (like i’m literally on my knees begging for cadina fic prompts please), rejanis is. it has potential not my fav but i do partake from time to time.

but like aaron would just turn out bad nobody really likes shane or kevin and damian. is gay. so none of the men lol

nOTP

this woman is GAY so again any of the guys lol. also if it’s done wrong rejanis can be real icky and i don’t like that

random headcanon

she can juggle. cady is the only one who knows and regina will absolutely kill her if she lets it slip

unpopular opinion

she is a victim who made the wrong choices and not the monster a lot of people make her out to be. she is not the villain of the story she is the villain of her own life by fault of her own mind which is the fault of her upbringing and she is making the only choices she knows how which just so happen to hurt a lot of people. she absolutely can be redeemed and she deserves it. which is why the bus doesn’t just straight up kill her.

song i associate with them

i think i said this for janis but monster from frozen has very much internal regina vibes to me that she like is terrified of letting anyone else see. also i know it’s about something VERY DIFFERENT but all grown up from bare seems like it would really speak to her. and also just all of renee’s songs bc duh

favorite picture of them

it’s a gif and this is how i lost the post last time but uh

like. holy shit.

DAMIAN

favorite thing about them

i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again but that boy drinks his loving janis sarkisian juice every morning as part of a balanced breakfast. he knows they’re each others person and i think he navigates their admittedly strange relationship really well. 

and also i love that this ~17 year old fat openly gay kid has SO MUCH confidence in himself. could he be overcompensating and actually have a lot internally that he doesn’t like about himself? yes absolutely . but the way he chooses to handle himself with such grace and confidence as he navigates such a complex web of social issues is really admirable to me and i don’t think he gets enough credit :))

least favorite thing about them

some of the stereotypes aren’t like super cool but like they had to come from somewhere so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

favorite line

damian is what got me into this show tbh i have so many

but i thiiiiiink it’s gotta be either “and they are more addictive than opioids and girl scout thin mints combined” (also hot take but i’ve been a girl scout for 18 years and thin mints SUCK)

OR

“did she just leave while i was actively caring about her? no. / she’s leaving! just like my DAD.”

honestly just like all of stop all of cautionary tale just him i love him yes

brOTP

besides the obvious answer of janis again i would say regina. but also he and gretchen get coffee at least once a week and bond over dances and choreography and whatnot and he and karen are joined at the hip whenever they’re together and you cannot tell me otherwise. and cady is basically his little sister

OTP

THEATRE BOY FROM THE NEW MOVIE OMGGGGG but also like. i don’t really know lol

i usually write him as being with aaron but that’s bc when i was writing like three months in i asked and all my (four) readers at the time said they wanted damiaaron it was not my first pick. but it has grown on me a lot and i think they’re super cute together

nOTP

i am terrified of the amount of romantic fic out there for him and janis?? like y’all ran face first into the point and hit ur heads so hard u still couldn’t see it huh

random headcanon

he kicked janis’ front teeth out in tap class when they were five and janis still has a small scar on her lip

unpopular opinion

i know i write about it a lot and stuff but making him trans feels really reductive of his personality sometimes. we need more trans rep obviously and i love people being able to take characters like him and feel seen but i question it with him in particular a lot. similar vibes to people who make matilda trans i just dk. lots of complicated feelings about it

also that he is the best goddamn character in the whole thing

song i associate with them

uhhhhhh for whatever reason 9 to 5 by dolly parton?? and jolene are the first two to pop into my head lol idk why

oh and also better work bitch by britney spears (i think??)

favorite picture of them

#thank you anon i’m sorryyyy!! #i’ve been here for nearly three years and still can’t figure out how to remove gifs from posts lol #entropy with ezzy #mean girls #damian hubbard #regina george #caps tw #swear tw #cw food mention #ezzy gets an ask

[aspookybitchesthoughts]

Kenny Rant

This got really long. I’m sorry.

I wanna talk about Kenny because he’s my favourite. And he’s a silly little guy. I may be projecting a teensy bit but Im just going to scream into the void and you can listen if you want.

Kenny is Cartman’s best friend. Kenny is Butters’ best friend. These can coexist.

Kenny is not saving Butters from Cartman. 2 Reasons:

1. Butters is not an uwu boi who needs protecting. He’s an asshole who’s a little too trusting sometimes.

2. Kenny is not some flirty strong dude-bro. He’s an asshole and a quiet kid who’s just happy to be included.

That’s not to say that I don’t ship Bunny. I do (sue me). but more like a teacher who seats two kids next to each other because they’d be cute together, than as an actual canon ship.

Another thing real quick is Kenjorine. I do wish people would give Marjorine more of Butters’ personality, but someone’s take was that in the episode “Marjorine” Butters never wanted to be Marjorine, therefore she’s just used as a love interest for Kenny, is objectively wrong. Yes Marjorine was Cartman’s idea. Yes Butters was hesitant. But no one can deny how happy Butters looked as Marjorine and the fun she had. Is Marjorine hyperfeminized? Yes absolutely, and it is annoying. But headcanons are okay! Transfem Butters who goes by Marjorine, Genderfluid Butters who can go by Marjorine, etc, yes go for it! But claiming Marjorine is NOT Butters and JUST a love interest for Kenny? :/ Its all fun and games here. Let people have fun and games.

Anyway, back to Kenny because no one understands him like I do.😔

(again, yelling into the void these are my opinions. you can characterize him however you want he’s not real)

KENNY IS NOT A FLIRTY WHORE. He is kind of a pervert who probably had unrestricted internet access and found porn waaaaayyyy to early. But that does not mean he’s a total slut who will sleep around with anyone and everyone. On a similar note, he’s also not mr. popular either. He’s a quiet kid. He doesn’t talk a lot and often fades into the background. He enjoys hanging out with Stan, Kyle, and Cartman. I can only think of one time he willing chose not to hangout with Cartman. He enjoys it! He loves going along with they’re crazy shenanigans! He loves to be included. Because if he’s not included, he’s forgotten about. He dies all the time and no one remembers. He misses out on so much. I’m sure he feels really left out sometimes. (If you like the someone remembers headcanon), does anyone ever catch him up on what happened after he dies?

Imma leave that question there and move on. Kenny is obviously a wonderful brother who cares deeply about his family. However I really wish the show touched more on his relationship with Kevin. Do they bond over shared trauma? Or grow apart because of how similar Kevin is to their father? I like to think that they’re close. But they likely aren’t.

Slight switch. Another characterization I see a lot is that Kenny is a crackhead or similar. I really don’t think Kenny would do a lot of drugs. He lived in a household that had a meth lab in the back yard and his parents were almost always drunk or high. I don’t think he would want that for himself. I know there’s that one episode where he gets high on cat piss and daffodils or something. That’s there. It exists. I know. I would like to think he would have some character development between 8 years old and the typical 16-21 years he’s usually aged up to. I don’t know though, it was never mentioned again. You’re entitled to your own opinion but I just don’t think he’d stick with it.

I think imma stop here. Theres more I could say and I could probably make a whole other post on Mysterion alone but I’ll only do that if it’s asked for.

#kenny mccormick #sp kenny #south park #spooky thoughts #idk how to tag this #idk how to end a post lol #sp cartman #sp butters #sp marjorine #eric cartman #leopold butters stotch #kyle brovlofski #stan marsh

[cartoonfanaticmonsterrobotalien]

Solar Opposites in: Solar Monsters (by @avaveevo)

Ch. 7

The next day, Beverly and the gang head to David as they see him as the police station wearing a disguise.

Rina: Hey! What’s the big deal Beverly?

Nat: You sure this man knows what he is doing?!

Tyler: Puh-lease. Nat, as if you know anything!

Nat: Hey!

Beverly: Shut up! turns to David Sir, do you we what we needed?

David: Why yes my dear. gives her a suitcase full of weapons as she opens it and reveals the weapons Everything you need here to stop a giant monster.

Beverly: Thank you sir. closes the suitcase I don’t know what your plan is, but make it work. See you soon. leaves with her gang

As soon as Beverly and her gang left, David heads in the police station where he sees a phoning booth and sees the mugger. The two men pick up the phones and they started to call each other.

David: Well, you must be a very well specimen.

Mugger: The fuck are you talking about?

David: gets out something from his pocket You just might feel a pinch, after a few seconds.

Mugger: What is that- feels something painful as he screams in pain and his eyes starts glowing

The prisoners and people starts running away as soon the mugger’s shadow grows larger. The scene then cute to Darcy and Jamie opening the door and then sees Miss Frankie and Principal Cooke standing outside.

Darcy: Guys? What are you doing here?

Miss Frankie: We have something to show you. Something you are so not gonna like!

The two teachers then head to the living room where they see Mia, Kevin, Randall and Ms. Perez sitting down. Jamie and Darcy then enter as Miss Frankie and Jamie sat down.

Jamie: What is going on?

Mia: What happened?

Miss Frankie: We have proof that that FBI most wanted is behind the monsters.

Kevin: What?

Randall: FBI Most Wanted?

Darcy: How do you even-

Principal Cooke and Miss Frankie look at each other nervously as Principal Cooke grabs something out of the bag, which pops out Darcy’s jacket as everyone in the room gasp.

Darcy: Oh my God. grabs the jacket My jacket?!

Darcy then starts sobbing as Jamie comforts him.

Ms. Perez: Holy shit. What happened to it?

Miss Frankie: We suspect that the FBI most wanted has something to do with this

Principal Cooke: It’s true. We saw it on the news with Montez, Cherie and Nova. He escape three weeks ago!

Kevin: That prick!

Mia: Wait a minute, who gave him the jacket?! How does he know about all this?!

Darcy: I don’t know, but we need to tell Korvo and fast!

Miss Frankie: Don’t worry, Principal and I know who gave him Darcy’s jacket!

Jamie: What, who?! Who would do this to my wife?!

Principal Cooke: It was Beverly!

Jamie, Darcy, Mia and Kevin gasp as result of this revelation.

Jamie, Darcy, Kevin and Mia: What?!

Ms. Perez: gasp in horror

Randall: Whoa whoa! Say what?!

Darcy: Is it true?!

Miss Frankie: We wish it isn’t.

Darcy: Oh my God! That bitch! kicks a table as it falls down

Jamie: Damn honey!

Mia: Aw man I knew that woman was a total whore!

Principal Cooke: And that’s not all! She gave them photos of each of us!

All: gasp in horror

Kevin: Oh fuck, we’re in trouble!

Jamie: I’ll say

Randall: Oh fuck! We gotta tell Terry and Korvo!

Miss Frankie: Perfect come on!

Suddenly they heard a roaring sound.

Mia: Um, what was that?!

Suddenly, giant scaly monstrous hands pop out as they all scream.

Mia: Holy shit! Is that a chupacabra?!

Principal Cooke: I think it is!

The chupacabra’s head pops out as it chews through the door. The others scream as the monster tries to make its way in!

Principal Cooke: Quick! Bar the doors!

Miss Frankie: I’m on it!

Beverly and her gang arrived, trying to catch the monster.

Beverly: Okay, guys now it’s time.

The monster then swings its tail at Shelby and Rina as they fall to the ground and drop their weapons. Terry and Korvo, who were having sex, heard the sound as they open the window and gasp.

Terry: Oh shit! Is that a chupacabra?!

Korvo: Our friends might be in trouble! Come on!

Later, after putting their clothes back on, Human Korvo and Human Terry rushes to the neighborhood as they arrived and gasp upon seeing the chupacabra.

Human Terry: That’s a huge bitch!

The monster then tries to break in as Jamie and Darcy tries to hold it.

Jamie: Whoa!

Darcy: screams

Tyler tries to stab the beast until, it punches him towards Nat as they fell.

Nat: Dude, get off of me! shoves Tyler

Tyler: Hey watch it, dumbass!

Beverly then tries to shoot, until she saw Human Korvo and Human Terry and aims her gun at Korvo so he can get him to transform. But, Human Terry saws the light aiming at his husband and throws a rock at her, which hits Beverly in the nose as she scream and her laser aims at a Korean BBQ as Korean Ribs fall everywhere.

Human Terry: Jesus Christ

Man: Fuck yeah meat!

Customer: Yeah! Ribs baby!

Human Terry: Ooh really?! Ribs?

Human Korvo: offscreen Terry?! Is everything okay?!

Human Terry: Um yeah, I’m uh, gonna go get something brb!

Human Korvo: Perfect! Maybe we can attract it with meat.

Human Terry: Uh yeah, definitely! I’ll be right back!

Suddenly, Human Terry began crave meat as he began to act like a predator and runs off. Then, the chupacabra breaks in the house as the gang screams.

Human Korvo: sees the chupacabra Oh shit!

Mia: Quick! Upstairs!

Miss Frankie, Principal Cooke, Ms. Perez, Jamie, Darcy, Mia, Kevin and Randall ran upstairs as Human Korvo grabs it, but then looks at his fingers in worry, but to his surprise and relief they’re not turning black.

Human Korvo: I’ll hold them off!

The chupacabra then tries to bite Human Korvo, but luckily he kicks it away as he turns back into his Shlorpian self and gets out his sword. He swings sword before jumping in mid air and landing on his feet when Human Terry arrived, suddenly with Korean BBQ sauce on his face.

Human Terry: Okay, I got the meats!

Korvo: Thanks and notices the sauce on Terry’s face Uuuh-

Human Terry: We should talk about this later! hangs in the bag in the air with his hand Come here you damn lizard…

The chupacabra then smells the meat as it follows Human Terry while Korvo gets out a vile and gets ready to pounce on it.

Human Terry: Now Korv!

Korvo then stabs the chupacabra as he jumps on it and puts the antidote in its mouth as he gets off the beast and lands on his feet.

Korvo: Thank God.

As the beast shrinks back to its human size, Human Terry and Korvo, who turns back into his human form, gasp upon the reveal of who the monster is: the beach mugger.

Human Terry and Human Korvo: What the fuck?!

Human Terry: The mugger from the beach?!

Human Korvo: Okay, I admit. I did not fucking see that coming.

Then the police arrived as they head out their rear and walks towards the two husband.

Police Officer: What the fuck happened here?!

Human Korvo: Uh?

Human Terry: The mugger from the beach somehow escape and was turn into a chupacabra

Human Korvo: and it came after our friends

Police Officer: yeesh. That would explain the attack today.

Human Korvo: What? He was attacking people?!

Police Officer: well don’t worry after this, we’ll give him a death penalty. Take care.

The police ambulance arrives as they cuff the unconscious mugger and he drives away.

Human Korvo: Phew… wipes the sweat off his brow

Later.. inside the house…

Tyler: Beverly, why did you try to shoot for that smart-ass Korey? You were supported to shoot the monster!

Beverly: I didn’t have a choice. I was supposed to get his reaction.

Human Terry: eating a BBQ rib savagely like an animal but then stops and begins to overheat the argument Huh?

Beverly: I never would’ve done it-

Tyler: Well, you should’ve just aim it at the monster.

Shelby: Uh, say that idiot who tries to lunge himself at the monster!

Tyler: I was trying to stop it!

Nat: Well, maybe next time don’t land on me you idiot!

Beverly and her friends started arguing while Human Korvo opens the door to make sure the others are okay as they embrace him.

Human Korvo: Oh thank God! You’re all alright!

Mia: Thanks for coming for us!

Darcy: Thank God!

Jamie: hears the arguing Oh God, it’s them.

Principal Cooke: Come on, let’s go kick them out!

Back downstairs, as Human Terry watches as Beverly and her friends argue, Human Terry’s vision starts to static orange as the scenery with Beverly and her gang are heatedly arguing, statistics to other Shlorpians insulting Terry behind his back whispering about it. Human Terry starts breathing in and out, until suddenly his breathing turns into snarling as he starts growling like a beast and his eyes glow orange. He then clenches as something in him… snaps… while Human Korvo and the rest of the gang comes downstairs.

Jamie: Um, Terry? Are you-

Human Terry: SHUT UP! SHUT UP! EVERYONE, SHUT THE FUCK UP!

Human Terry then flips the table in fury at Beverly and her gang as they scream and fell on the floor

Human Korvo: suddenly feels so turned on and whistles

Principal Cooke, Miss Frankie, Darcy, Kevin, Ms. Perez, Mia and Randall: Damn

Jaime: Woah

Beverly: laughs Is there a problem here?

Human Terry: Yes! You! I can’t believe you try to shoot at Korvo with that giant gun!

Human Korvo: What? She did?

Human Terry: YEAH! SHE DID!

All: gasp, then looks at Beverly and her gang in disgust and righteous fury

Bevery: Oh, shut up! You would all do the same thing if you-

Darcy then punches Beverly to the ground as her husband and friend shot excited.

All: WHOO! Yeah! Alright! Go Darcy!

The gang then throws Beverly and her gang out of the house as they gave a he a death stare.

Human Terry: Stay away from my man you bitch!

Human Terry slams the door as Beverly growls. Then, inside the house, Human Terry takes a deep breath as he sits on the chair and groans.

Human Terry: I'm sorry.

Human Korvo: Whatever do you mean?

Mia: Yeah Terry?

Human Terry: I-I don’t what came over me. It was so tense and-

Human Korvo: Sssh. It's okay. I know it's hard.

Kevin: Hey it’s okay man. You were pretty badass.

Randall: Yeah, you really let her have it!

Darcy: Remind us never to get on your bad side.

The gang then hugs Human Terry while Human Korvo looks lovingly at him.

Human Korvo: Thanks for standing up for me honey. kisses him on the cheek

Human Terry: Anytime, boo.

Human Terry blushes. Then, the scene cuts back to the house where Terry put some cash in his wallet and kisses Korvo.

Terry: sighs Y’know what? A trip to the movies outta ease my mind. Especially after a lot has happened. I’ll see you later honey. kisses him on the cheek

Korvo: Have fun, darling.

After Terry closes the door, the scene then shifts over to Korvo in the bathroom. He then smiles at the mirror, but then got bored and thought of something, while tapping his fingers on the sink. He then puts on mascara. He spreads it carefully on his eyes, but then…

Korvo: pokes himself in the eyes with the mascara brush; screams FUCK!

Korvo transforms into his Super Shlorpian as he roars and pants. But then, suddenly, he heard a knock on the door.

Super Shlorpian Korvo: Shit!

Ms. Perez: offscreen Korvo? Korvo, is that you in there?!

Super Shlorpian Korvo: Uh, yeah. I’ll be with you in a minute!

Janice: H’know is everything okay y’know?

Super Shlorpian Korvo: Just need to get dress! I’ll be right there.

But without thinking, Korvo turns into his human form while still in his Super Shlorpian form. As Human Korvo puts on his clothes, he gasp upon seeing his new look in the reflection. His appearance has changed. He now has long hair with a shaded icy blue half on the bottom of the hair, his Super Shlorpian teeth are showing and he is suddenly wearing a icey blue lipstick.

Human Korvo: Holy shit! lifts up his hair Oh god. Okay. That was unexpected.

Human Korvo then hears another knock and looks at his lovely fancy lady’s hat and a scarf as he gets an idea. He quicklynputs it on as he heads out of the bathroom and opens the door.

Nova, Ms. Perez and Janice: Hey! Hi! What up Korv? H’no, hi Korvo y’know… notices his new look What? Huh? H’no, you look different y’know.

Ms. Perez: Uh, Korvo, why do you-

Human Korvo: Oh um it’s a look I wanted to wear for the movies. Plus, it’s super chilly tonight

Nova: Right…

Human Korvo: By the way, is Sherbet here?

Nova: Oh yes. Sherbet is down there playing with the kids.

Human Korvo: Great! Let’s go!

The scene then cuts to the movies, where Human Terry sits down on his seat and takes a deep breath.

Human Terry: Yep. Finally, no fucked up interruptions.

But, then four teens appear while arguing.

Teen #1: What?! No way’s that true!

Teen# 2: Yeah! The villain's like his mom or something! Teen #3: Come on, it’s obvious! He’s been the real villain all this time!

Teen #4: Nah, I saw he’s a illegal?

Teen #2: Barney, seriously? It’s obvious he is a total dumbass…

As the arguing shuffles, Human Terry groans in announce as his eyes starts flashing orange and he starts growling.

Human Terry: whispering Will you shut the fuck up?

The audience gasp as the four teens get into silence and grows nervous by Human Terry’s outburst.

Movie Usher: Um, sir is everything okay-

Human Terry: I’m going to the snack bar!

As Human Terry left in a huff, the audience back down nervously. Then Human Terry starts waiting for his snacks while tapping impatiently.

Movie Goer: Um sir, are you okay?

Human Terry: eyes starts glowing WHAT’S UP WITH YOUR FACE?!

Human Terry then looks down gasp upon seeing his eyes glowing. Realizing in horror what is happening, Human Terry runs to the bathroom in a panic, while the song, “Kissing You” from Des’ree is heard in the movie theater:

Human Korvo, Janice, Nova and Ms. Perez entered the theater while Human Korvo is sweating nervously.

Human Korvo: Yeesh. I hope I don’t goobler too much. turns to his friends Hey, um, I’m gonna go go use the restroom. I’ll be right back. You girls just order some snacks okay.

Nova: Okay, see you in the theater Korvo.

Human Korvo then heads to the men’s restroom as he looks around to see if anyone is not watching him so he can turn back into his Shlorpian self to turn back from his Super Shlorpian form and undo effects it had on his human form. Then, Human Terry splashes water on his face and he notice his eyes back to normal as he sighs. He put his hands on his head in frustration. He then bumps into Human Super Shlorpian Korvo as he gasp.

Human Terry: Korvo?

Human Korvo: Terry?! blushes Oh um what a surprise to uh see me here um… what do you think of this new look?

Human Terry: Holy shit… honey. You never looked more beautiful…

Human Korvo smiles as his hair, teeth and eyes turn back to normal and he and human Terry embrace in a passionate kiss.

Human Terry: What are you kisses Human Korvo doing here?

Human Korvo: I’m sorry I didn’t kisses human Terry tell ya but kisses human Terry again but I decided to have a kisses human Terry ladies out with the girls and kisses human Terry asked Sherbet to kisses human Terry babysit the Replicants and Pupa. kisses human Terry What about you? kisses human Terry

Human Terry: Just needed some fresh air to kisses human Korvo clear my mind off because, kissing human Korvo shitty stuff happening lately kisses human Korvo hope you get it. kisses human Korvo

Human Korvo: Wanna head back, darling? kisses human Terry

Human Terry: If you say so Korvy. kisses human Korvo

The two alien husbands then head out of the bathroom while holding hands and sees Nova, Ms. Perez and Janice waiting for Human Korvo. They then turn around and smile upon seeing Human Korvo with Human Terry.

Ms. Perez: Aw, look who show up.

Nova: You lovebirds must’ve bump into each other at the movies.

Janice: H’no, you’re like Romeo and Juliet y’know?

Ms. Perez: Ain’t that a sweet for two husbands?

Snack Employee: offscreen Terald Opposites! Your snacks are ready!

The scene then cuts to Sherbet reading a book, until suddenly she heard a phone ringing. Sherbet got confused and then suddenly it picks up on its own. Then, she heard Beverly and David talking.

Beverly: on phone Guys. We have a backup plan.

Tyler: What do you mean?

Beverly: Trust me. It’s brilliant!

Sherbet picks up the phone and began to overhear the conversation.

Beverly: Luckily, I already gotten the right victims. They’re on a plane being held. David will be right here immediately.

Shelby: You sure this will lure the monster on time?

Sherbet: gasp Korvo!

Beverly: I’m sure it will.

Terrified, Sherbet hangs up the phone and runs up to Yumyulack, Jesse and Sonya’s room where she opens the door and then sees Yumyulack, Jesse, Sonya and Pupa playing Star Wars with toy lightsabers and with Yumyulack dressed up as Kyko Ren, Jesse as Rey, Pupa as Baby Yoda and Sonya as Mandolorian.

Jesse: You’re dead, fucking Kylo Ren.

Yumyulack: Fuck you, Rey! Darkness will conquer- sees Sherbet Huh?

Sonya: Uh, Sherbet? What’s going on?

Sherbet: Put your normal clothes sweethearts! We’re going to the airport!

Yumyulack: Huh?

Pupa: Whuh?

Sherbet: With cool weapons!

Yumyulack, Jesse, Pupa and Sonya: Yay!

Yumyulack: Nice!

Then the scene cuts to the airport. Then, the scene forwards itself to the inside of a plane, where it shows Mia, Randall and three other citizens trapped and muzzle on seats. David the slowly approaches Mia as she muffle shrieks once David touches her face.

David: So, you’re a language arts teacher? You seem like a perfect subject for something you might enjoy.

Later, Sherbet and the kids, after taking another bus to the airport, hops out, without anyone seeing Yumyulack, Jesse and Pupa’s alien selves. Then, they see the hostages and the plane and are terrified upon seeing Mia and Randall as one of them.

Jesse: whispering Oh no! Mia! Randall!

Sonya: whispering Jesus Christ!

The kids then sneak into the plane quietly, while stalking David. The Replicants hid in the main port, where they see the controls on flying the plane.

Jesse: This isn’t good!

Yumyulack: gasp Guys!! I had a crazy idea!

Jesse: gasp Does it involves flying the plane?

Yumyulack: Hell yeah!

Sherbet: Great idea Yumyulack! You two fly the plane! Sonya, Pupa and I will free Mia, Randall and the other hostages!

Yumyulack and Jesse: Right!

Jesse: Ooh! Which button starts the plane?!

Sherbet: I have no idea!

Yumyulack: sees a beeping button Um, maybe this one?!

As soon as Yumyulack presses the button, the plane starts and began to take off.

Yumyulack: Ladies and gentlemen! We have liftoff!

Jesse: Quick! Yummybear! Grab the wheel!

Yumyulack: Oh right!

Yumyulack and Jesse grabs the wheels. Then, the plane closes the wheels as it takes off to the sky as Yumyulack and Jesse scream. Then, David falls over he gets knocked unconscious by the door. With that, Sherbet, Sonya and Pupa sneaks to the hostages.

Sonya: Mrs. Mia! Mr. Randall! We’re here to help you!

Mia: muffling Kids?

Randall: muffling Hey kids! What’s up?!

As Sherbet, Pupa and Sonya helps free the hostages from the restraint straps on their hands, Beverly and her gang comes in and gasp.

Beverly: Hey! What are you kids doing in here?

Sonya: screams

Sherbet: What the? Beverly? Oh no, not you guys!

Pupa: gasp as he frees the last hostage

Jesse: Wait. Isn’t she…

Sherbet: calling out Kids! Turn this plane over!

Yumyulack and Jesse: Aye aye captain!

Yumyulack and Jesse then turns their wheels around as the plane spins around while Sherbet, Pupa, Sonya, Mia, Randall and some of the hostages hold on to their seats. But, Beverly and her gang fell to the ceiling while screaming.

Sherbet: Jesus Christ!

Yumyulack and Jesse: Up, down… twirls the wheel again and spin around!

The plane twirls as the good guys landed on their seats, except for Beverly and her gang. The kids then gasp upon seeing land heading this way!

Yumyulack: Oh fuck! We’re gonna fucking crash!

Jesse: No!

Sonya: What?!

Jesse: Sherbet! Grab the wheel!

Sherbet: Oh shit!

Sherbet then hopscotch her way to the flying part where Yumyulack heads off his seat and lets Sherbet take the wheel as she lands the landing gear. She then grabs a speaker and says…

Sherbet: Sherbet: Ladies and gentlemen, because of a few difficulties, we have to end the flight early.

Sonya: Oh no! Seatbelts everuone!

The kids, Mia, Randall and the three hostages then had on their seats and put their seatbelts tightly. Sherbet takes the lever and the plane starts to land.

Sherbet: Hold on tight!

Later, at the movies, Human Korvo and Human Terry have began kissing once the movie ended, until everyone felt a loud crash as they fall down. Everyone got up, except for Human Terry and Human Korvo.

Nova: What the fuck was that?

Ms. Perez: I don’t know! Wait, where’s Terry and Kor- suddenly sees them on the floor still making out found them

Human Terry and Human Korvo then stopped kissing as they look lovingly at each other’s eyes. Then, Human Terry recieved a National News notification on his phone and gasp. Human Korvo got confused but then gasp.

Human Korvo: It’s the kids!

Human Terry: What the? Look what it says in the headline, “Kids Rescue Hostages?”

Ms. Perez: sees the video and gasp upon seeing Mia MIA!

Nova: Oh my God. Is that our kids?!

Human Korvo: Hell yeah there and and… I am so PROUD OF THEM!

Human Terry and Nova: Huh?

Janice: Wait, really?

Nova: Oh Yeah. They saved those people! How could we be mad at them when they risk their lives to save our friends?

Human Terry: We gotta head to the airport!

Human Korvo, Human Terry and their friends head to the airport. They then gasp upon seeing the destroyed plane but luckily, no one got hurt, much to their relief.

Human Korvo: Jesus.

Human Yumyulack: offscreen Korvo! Terry!

Human Terry: Kids!

Sherbet: offscreen Nova!

Nova: Sherbet!

The kids, after Yumyulack, Jesse and Pupa have transforms into their human forms and Sherbet runs to their adults as they embrace their parents.

Human Korvo: We're so happy you guys are okay.

Human Terry: Oh come here you little rascals. joins in the family hug

Human Jesse: I guess we're grounded, huh?

Human Terry: What? No!

Human Korvo: Of course not!

Human Terry: You kids were badass today! And as long as you were Sherbert the entire time, we know you are being responsible!

Nova: hugs Sherbet Come here, I am so proud of you!

Sherbet: Thanks Nova.

Then, the rest of the Solar Opposites gang came and gasp upon seeing their friends okay.

Kevin: Randall!

Jamie: Oh thank God!

Principal Cooke: Good to see you fuck!

Montez: You’re okay!

The guys then dog pile Randall into a hug. Ms. Perez then see Mia okay as she gasp in joy.

Ms. Perez: Mia! runs and embraces her

Mia: Honey bun!

The two girlfriends then kiss. Then, Mia and Ms. Perez walks over to their friends what happened. As the kids continue to hug their dads, Beverly and her gang comes over here angrily while David runs off.

Beverly: Hey Opposites!

Human Korvo: Oh God. What is it now Beverly?

Beverly: You motherfucking smart-ass! Your stupid fucking have nearly kill me tonight! the kids hide behind their dads in fear I was almost demolished because of your godawful offspring, who you raised in a stupid environment because of your goddamn Sci-fi bullshit and- gets slapped by Ms. Perez What the fuck?!

Ms. Perez: That was for putting my lover in danger, you slut!

Mia: Aw kisses Ms. Perez on the cheek

Principal Cooke: What the hell? First you try to shoot Korey, and now you kidnapped our friends?!

Human Yumyulack, Human Jesse, Sonya and Human Pupa gasp as result of that reveal.

Human Jesse: A-ha! I knew it!

Human Korvo and Human Terry then got shock before it turns into anger as they look at Beverly.

Human Korvo: You bitch!

Human Terry: You mean.. the reason.. why our kids risk themselves to save a bunch of people… is because you and your five bitch-cunts?!

Beverly: They are not bitch-cunts!

Kevin: Hell yeah they are and so are you! What were you thinking? You almost got our friends killed, slutty bitch!

Beverly: Listen here, family man! I-

Human Terry grabs her hands as he growls with his eyes glowing, much to his friends’ surprise

All: Whoa!

Human Korvo: Damn Honey!

Beverly: Get off me!

Human Terry: Stay away from my kids you bitch!

Human Terry then drops Beverly, as Human Korvo gets smitten and smiles at Human Terry. The two husbands then kiss before leaving with their children. Then, Nova comes back and slaps Beverly, much to her pain.

Nova: Don’t hurt my daughter again, or you’ll regret it.

Nova then walks back to her friends and daughter as Sherbet looks at her.

Nova: I’m sorry you had to hear and see that soda pop, but serves that woman right for-

Sherbet then hugs Nova as she smiles and the the unbelievable just happened…

Sherbet: …Mom.

Nova smiles in and in tears of joy hugs her adopted as they walk back to her friends. Beverly then growls in anger. She then looks at Human Terry and has an idea.

Beverly: Don’t worry I have a better idea.

The scene the cuts to next day where a montage ensues Music for this scene:

Beverly and her gang starts spying on Terry who is hanging out with his family as she grows suspicious. She kept following Human Terry all day while strange things began to happen. First, he does trapeze on a pole when he helped put a poster, much to everyone’s shock. Next, Human Terry looks at a plate of meat, and then poof. As people turned around, they see an empty plate with red messy stuff on Human Terry’s face.

Human Terry: What?

Then, he lifts up a heavy box with strength, much to everyone’s shock as he hands to the package owner, but accidentally squash his feet once he drops it.

Package Customer: Aaaaaaahhh!

Human Terry: Ooops! Sorry!

Finally, Human Terry then grows annoyed with Brett.

Brett: Hey dickead. Heard about the stupid golf sex with her smart-ass husband… how does it feel?

Human Terry then lifts Brett and throws him to the ocean as Brett screams with unlike strength in Terry. Everyone stares at Human Terry as they back away. Human Korvo then meets up with him and the kids and kisses him on the cheek as Human Terry smiles while Beverly kept writing down what she saw. Then, Human Terry looks at his reflection with his glowing orange eyes.

Human Terry: sighs What is wrong with me….?

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The Daily Dad

Things you might want to know, for Jun 24, 2023:

Love Island’s Jessie hospitalized after spiked drink — It was a shitty end to their trip, but I’m happy to see that Jessie and Farmer Will are still together and visiting the US. She had a rough run of things on Love Island Australia, and everyone seemed to dislike her on Love Island UK, but I’m fond of her… hope she’s okay.

Millions of perfectly fine HDDs are shredded each year because of 'zero risk' security policies. Spoiler alert: There's still a risk of stolen data from just a 3mm scrap — Yes, it is unfortunate that working hard drives full of recyclable parts are being destroyed and tossed in landfills. Yes, it would be great if we could find a better way. But the thrust of this article —don’t bother shredding drives because a super-sophisticated, targeted restoration of minute bits of data from shredded drives is possible— is just clickbait wankery.

Restaurant's mistreatment of workers included bringing in "priest" to hear their "workplace sins" — Wow.

Camera review site DPReview finds a buyer, avoids shutdown by Amazon — I’m not a Camera Guy, so I wasn’t particularly sad about the once-imminent demise of DPReview, but I’m glad the shutdown has been averted. The web has a nasty habit of erasing it’s own history, and there is a lot of info on that site that should be preserved.

200+ things that Fox News has labeled “woke”

Kickstarter >> THE MARVEL ART OF DAVID MACK AND ALEX MALEEV—2 DELUXE BOOKS by Clover Press Art — The list of 21st century comics artists I truly love is short: Frank Quitely, Pia Guerra, Sean Phillips, John Cassaday, Michael Gaydos, David Mack, and Alex Maleev. That’s about it.

Alleged Stalker Sets Twitch Streamer Justfoxxi's Car on Fire — Yikes.

Masnick's Impossibility Theorem: Content Moderation At Scale Is Impossible To Do Well — A bit of truth that should be borne in mind… the sheer size of the online population has now reached a point where it’s virtually impossible to ever do the right thing at scale.

Amazon named its “labyrinthine” Prime cancellation process after Homer’s Iliad — This is exactly the sort of thing that requires government-powered consumer protections… “dark pattern” UIs aren’t accidents, and should be punished aggressively.

Taylor Sheridan Does Whatever He Wants: "I Will Tell My Stories My Way" — As much as I love Hell or High Water —just watched it again a few weeks ago, still amazing— Sheridan’s Yellowstone is a sloppy mess of a show that doesn’t give two fanciful fucks about character development or even common sense. But I firmly back his desire to make his show the way he wants it made.

Star Trek has never known exactly what Klingons look like, until now (maybe) — Klingons look like Worf. The end.

Evolution Keeps Making Crabs, And Nobody Knows Why

Jack Kirby’s family sets the record straight after “informercial” Stan Lee documentary — I’m sympathetic to complaints from the Kirby family… yes, Jack defined the look and storytelling conventions of modern comics, and anyone talking about Stan’s Marvel work should always talk about Kirby and Ditko as well. But say what you will about his hucksterism and fame-whoring, Stan Lee wrote some things in all those captions and thought balloons that mattered, that people still remember sixty years later.

After porn-y protest, Reddit ousted mods; replacing them isn’t simple — That site is a cesspit and always has been. If Kevin Rose hadn’t fucked up Digg, we wouldn’t even be talking about Reddit today.

Tony Stark and Emma Frost are getting married in September — This… makes a weird sort of sense.

50 Years Ago, the Woman Who Would Usher in the True-Crime Boom Befriended Her Co-Worker. His Name Was Ted Bundy. — I’ve never read any of Anne Rule’s books, but her impact on the genre is unquestionable.

Psychologist warns of the major red flags if you enjoy true crime documentaries — Meanwhile… 🙄.

On Scanning QR Codes With Your iPhone — There’s a dedicated QR code scanner built in to iOS, and I had no idea.

#news

[sleepy-achilles]

Extended family

This is long. Idc, I just wanted to do the kids with their extended family. I'll label each one so you can just skip to whatever ones you want. Also I have just realised most of this is hbtaker being horn dogs and Leon being called out for being a whore.

-Kevin babysits-

Shawn kicks his shoes off in the awfully quiet house. It's too quiet. Shawn begins to panic. They have one night out and shit goes wrong. Shawn walks into the house only to stop by the living room door. He can't fight a smile at the sight.

Shawn winces as Takers boots hit the wall. "Shh" he shushes. Taker raises an eyebrow at his husband before walking closer. Even Taker can't fight the smile at the sight.

Kevin is sat on the sofa, head thrown back, one arm stretched over the back soundly asleep. His other arm is draped over little Leon who's asleep in his lap using his chest as a pillow. Next to them newborn cassie is asleep with pillows everywhere to stop her from rolling off the sofa but also if she does, she'll have a hefty soft landing. Shawn looks at the tv to see winnie the pooh. He quietly walks over to Kevin and gently takes the remote from his hand, turning the tv off. He joins taker. "Hey, you know what this means" Taker smirks grabbing his hips and pulling him closer. Shawn chuckles fondly. "Yes, but we have to be quiet" Shawn tells him. "Us? You mean you" Taker smirks leading them too the stairs. "Oh, we will see about that" Shawn smirks dragging him up the stairs.

-Scott and tiktok pranks-------

The family was gathered in the Manor for a dinner. Leon sits next to Kevin to eat his noodles, because of course Leon was eating before dinner, cassie sits next to him and shows them both a tik tok. "Scott" Kevin mutters. Both kids look at him. "Whats going on?" Hunter asks as he sits. "Telling your uncle a date made you pay. Do it on Scott." Kevin tells her. "Pass me your phone I'll record it" hunter chuckles. Cassie hands her phone over as Scott walks in. Hunter sticks a thumb up. "Hey scotty?" Cassie asks. Scott pauses by the fridge and looks at her. "Yeah?" Scott asks. "Can I tell you something, you can't tell dad though, he'll go nuts" cassie asks. "Leon's knocked someone up?" Scott asks. Leon chokes on his noodles causing Kevin to hit his back. "No, but me and you will have that talk later." Cassie giggles causing Scott to smile and grab a water before walking to stand infront of her. "Alright, what did Leon do then?" Scott asks. "Why do we always assume I'm the issue?" Leon asks. Kevin clips the back of his head. "Because you normally are, now shush" Kevin whispers.

"So last night, I went on this date with this guy and when the bill came he made me pay the whole thing" cassie tells him. Scott raises an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?" Scott asks. "I didnt know what to do, he made me pay for it" she states. "He made you, pay for the bill?" Scott asks looking at Kevin who just nods. "Yeah, i just didn't know what to say, I was embarrassed" cassie shrugs. Leon knows it's getting serious as Scott takes his shades off. "He asked you out?" Scott asks. "Yeah, he asked me out on a date with him" cassie answers. "Who the hell, asks you out on a date and then makes you pay the bill?" Scott asks leaning on the table. "I don't know, I didn't know what to do, what was I supposed to do?" Cassie asks. "What were you supposed to do?" Scott asks. "You shoulda got up and walked out. I mean really, it's bad enough he did something stupid like that but I gotta be honest with you, your just as stupid" Scott tells her getting laughs from the others and shock off cassie.

"What are you talking about?" She asks offended. "You can't. Who does that?" He asks. "What, does this guy live in his mother's basement so he couldn't afford to pay?" Scott asks. "I don't know" she shrugs. He leans closer. "Why would you go out with somebody like that?" Scott asks her. "I don't know. It was bad I think-" "bad? Bad" Scott scoffs. Scott stands fully and looks at Leon who's currently sharing his noodles with Kevin, against his own will. "Why didn't you go sort that jerk out?" Scott asks. "How was I supposed to know?" Leon asks confused. "I know you drive her around." Scott states. "She told me it went fine!" Leon protests. "Well it obviously didn't. What's his address or number? I'll get your money back" Scott tells her. "No-" "cassidy, what's his details. Tell me now, ain't nobody treating my girl like that" Scott snaps.

"Its a prank" Kevin states. Scott pauses. "What?" "I didnt have a date last night. I was at the schools football game" cassie smiles. Scott shakes his head. "And here I was about to beat someone up" Scott chuckles. "I know that's why i stopped this." Kevin smirks as he eats the last of Leon's noodles. Leon just frowns at the empty bowl. "Now, about leon" cassie begins standing up to walk with Scott.

-Stephanies concerns----------

Leon was getting ready for some pointless match. With the end of an era match coming up at wrestlemania, no fan gave a shit about any other storyline. Leon didn't care, meant he could have more fun and not have to worry. Even Leon's fans enjoyed it. Leon's in the middle of pulling his leggings up as the guys start to protest at the sudden arrival. Of course, no guy wants a women in the lockeroom whilst their changing. Leon grabs his sweats from the locker to go put them on when a hand grips his shoulder.

He knew it was coming. He could sense the women the moment she left the office.

He's spun and his back is slammed against the lockers causing the boys next to him to move quickly. His joggers are snatched from his hand and thrown to the bench. A hand is planted firmly on his chest to keep him from moving. He could if he wanted to, but he'd never hurt her. "What the fuck is going on?" Stephanie growls. "Your gonna have to be more precise Steph, a lot is going on" Leon admits as he shifts his back to be slightly more comfortable against the lock. "You know what I'm on about! This end of an era stuff! It's bullshit and you know it, what's truly going on!" Stephanie demands as the lockeroom falls quiet. Because the boys were the real divas of the wwe. Drama seekers.

Leon smirks. "Whats wrong steph?" He asks. She leans in closer. "Hunter isn't the same, you know that. What is this truly about?" She asks. "Maybe hunter just wants to fuck Shawn. Maybe taker ain't too pleased about that." Leon tells her. She growls at the boy and shoves his chest, hard. "That ain't it and you know it" she snaps. "Oh please, when was the last time you saw two men fighting over Shawn like this?" Leon asks. She hesitates. "Bret and taker" she admits, Leon mouthing along with her. "Exactly. Boys wanna fuck him and that gets messy" Leon smirks. "As his son, trust me. I've seen it all over the years." Leon adds. "Thats not it. Hunter would of told me. He always tells me." Stephanie states, her face red. "Yeah, it's probably not, I just love your reaction" Leon smirks. Stephanie glares at the boy. Because that's what they all are to her, boys. Even hunter. Atleast Leon believed. He could never understand how a women, a godess like Stephanie ended up with a boy like hunter.

"Love does weird things." Leon suddenly states. Stephanie raises an eyebrow. "He might not want to fuck Shawn, but he certainly loves him. He's never liked the fact my dad and him are married. Maybe it's just became too much to him, especially with the streak thrown in the mix." Leon explains. Before Stephanie can reply a new voice joins. "What the hell is going on here?"

Steph and Leon both look to see Shawn and hunter stood staring at them. Of course, seeing your wife/bestfriends wife, pinning your nephew/son too a locker whilst other men just watch, isn't normal. Stephanie steps back and Leon just stays still. "The actual fuck steph?" Hunter asks as they move closer. "I thought you had a meeting?" Stephanie asks. "We were sent here on a complaint about him" shawn admits nodding at his son. Leon sighs. "I didnt do it" he states. "So there's no weird love triangle going on with you and two other female superstars?" Shawn asks raising an eyebrow. "More of one night stands gone wrong then love triangles" Leon tries. "Ain't a one night stand if you go back for more" Shawn corrects him. "Can we get back to this first, rather then your sons shitty behaviour?" Hunter asks, well demands.

Leon and shawn raise shocked eyebrows. "Please, you've been keeping your misses that out of the loop I nearly convinced her you wanted to fuck my pa" Leon scoffs. Shawn just clips the back of Leon's head. That needed no words. "What? Why the hell would I want to fuck Shawn?" Hunter asks. "Rude, a lot of people would be honored" Shawn huffs. "True" Stephanie nods. Shawn smiles at her. "Im liking you more then your husband right now" he states. "So you cornered Leon, because I'm not telling you things?" Hunter asks, ignoring whatever weird flirting shit was happening between steph and shawn. "Told ya" Leon whispers. Stephanie sighs. "Whats truly happening between you and taker? Leon knows everything, I thought he'd know so I decided to ask him. I also know he's a little shit who won't answer unless he's in fight or flight." She explains. "True" Leon mutters crossing his arms.

"What is this whole fued really about? It can't be the streak..." Shawn asks. Hunter looks at his friend before his wife. "It is." Hunter states. "God! It's because he doesn't like you and dad together! He never has! I don't know I guess he feels like he has to fight taker to prove something to you!" Leon snaps. "He doesn't think anyone is good for you anymore, not after the shit that happened between you and bret! He doesn't want you to get hurt, but he's so far gone by that and what happened with bret that he can't see taker is too wrapped around your little finger to hurt you!" Leon adds. The elders stare at the man quietly. "Your too blind to see Hunters anger toward bret and your relationship hasn't died" Leon turns from Shawn to Hunter. "Your too hung up over a relationship you weren't in because you had to deal with the aftermath that you will do anything to keep shawn to yourself and safe" he tells him before looking at Stephanie.

"And you...well you've done nothing wrong. You look amazing today by the way" he admits. She smiles at him. "Aren't you sweet" she coos pinching his cheek. "But your still in trouble" she adds. "Yeah well I have a match, so you three have fun with whatever the fuck this is" Leon tells them as he grabs his joggers and pull them on. "And I'll be expecting a group attack when I get back to the gorilla" he adds as he grabs his entrance gear and makes his way to the door. "You coulda got away from her" a Scottish voice states. Leon pauses and look at drew. (Yes ik drew wasn't kicking around at this time, leave it out) Leon looks back at the elders who are talking quietly before back at drew. "I could of. But she's my only aunt left, and I aint hurting her. I'm also not letting her get hurt on my watch." He states. "And yet you tell her, that her husband wants to sleep with your father" drew states. Leon smirks. "Oh please mcintyre, she'd want to join them" he states causing the scot to chuckle as he rushes out the door.

-Goldust, Kane and Halloween------------

Goldust hums to himself as he walks into the Manor with Cassies costume. The little angel wanted to be warrior for Halloween so goldust told her he'd make her costume. And he did a damn good job at it. He's so busy admiring his work he nearly, nearly, misses the train wrecks of kane and Leon. He pauses, takes a few steps back and looks at the pair. "What is this?" He asks. 'Our Halloween costumes' kane signs. "Pumpkins on your heads are costumes? I don't think so" goldust sighs. Leon crosses his arms and glares at the man through the carved out eyes. "Glare all you want, your sister wants to be a warrior and is putting in effort, so will you" goldust scolds. 'Hes feeling insecure. Be nice. I even took my mask off to help' kane signs.

Goldust pauses. Of course. Its Leon's first Halloween with his damaged face. How could goldust forget? "Well there are better options then this. Take the pumpkins off, both of you and give me a hour to make something up." Goldust sighs. 'Fine' kane signs before nudging Leon. Both stalk out of the room as cassie runs in with shawn close behind. "Is that it?" Cassie asks. "Of course darlin, go try it on" goldust smiles handing it to her. "Yes! Thank you uncle goldie!" She cheers hugging the man before running off. "Wheres kane and Leon?" Shawn asks. "Taking their pumpkins off. I'm making them costumes" goldust states. "Have fun" Shawn chuckles. "Do you mind me whoring your son up? I'm thinking, sexy, badass masked killer" goldust asks. "Please, he whores himself out as it is. Have you seen his button ups? Or shall I say those pieces of fabric that are always open? God he's my son" Shawn whispers the last part.

Goldust chuckles. "Wait. What are you being this year?" Goldust asks. "Oh, me and taker are staying home. Kanes taking them and then going to the party with them and you." Shawn explains. Goldust smirks. "Oh, so your giving the deadman his own special Halloween party?" Goldust asks stepping closer. Shawns cheeks heat immediately. "Goldust..." Shawn whispers. "You got the figure for it still. I need photos before he comes along and ruins it so I can make you another" goldust orders. "Yes sir" Shawn mocks. "Have fun you little minx" goldust smirks before walking out.

-Christmas with the partners----------

Cassie smiles as she reads her Christmas card off Scott. 'Your doing amazing in that ring chica. Don't forget to remind them who owns that ring when you go back' "it's kinda sweet but scary" Rhea states. "Every year he does it. I love it." Cassie smiles. "Yeah, must be nice" Leon grumbles. "Why won't you open it?" Drew asks. Shawn looks up. "Leon open your card off uncle scott" he tuts. "Why? I know exactly what it's going to say. It's the same thing each and every year. It became more passive aggressive when I hit teenage years." Leon scoffs throwing the envelope to taker. Taker catches it and opens it. "To Leon. Happy christmas-" "how is that bad?" Shawn asks. "Ps, your Pa is still a dilf and I'd still fuck his lights out. Lots of love, your cool and best uncle, Scotty." Taker reads.

Drew chokes on his drink and cassie and Rhea bite back laughs as shawn and Leon turn red. Leon with embarrassment and anger and shawn with embarrassment. Taker chuckles. "You know he does it because it upsets you." Taker states. "How long has he done that?" Shawn whispers taking the card. "Its stupid. Who wants to be told their dad is a dilf for Christmas?" Leon snaps. "Your pa is a dilf" Taker smirks causing his kids to groan. "I don't even know what that it" Shawn states. "You shouldn't of told him your aim is better then his" cassie states. "Yeah but my aim is better!" Leon protests. "Well yes, but you didn't have to take up archery just to rub it into him, did you?" Taker asks. "I did and I'd gladly do it again" Leon whispers, crossing his arms. "You took up archery to prove a point?" Drew asks. "In his defense, he got really into it. Still does it now" Shawn states. "So what do you write in his Christmas cards?" Rhea asks. "He doesn't. Pa used to do them and then after dad caught him the first time he got to write cards himself, dad started doing them pretending Leon was and now I do them. Leon's only allowed to write to Kevin, goldust and Stephanie." Cassie explains.

Leon sinks further into his seat. "Stupid rules" he mumbles. Drew chuckles. "Its alright. You still get to write Christmas cards to me" drew states. "Nope, that's me too" cassie admits. Drew pauses. "You don't write my Christmas cards?" Drew asks. "Can we get back to the main issue of this yearly torture!" Leon suddenly protests. "We are boyfriends! You cant write my card?" Drew snaps. Arguing breaks out among them all, except one confused individual.

"Whats a dilf?" Shawn asks quietly.

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I'm definitely going to do a part 2 of this. I just have so many, like ones with cassie and steph. More of goldust. More of Scott and Kevin. I just wanted to you know, remove them from the angst and feed them some chaos and fluff.

#wwe #shawn michaels #the undertaker #wwf #hbtaker #undertaker x shawn michaels #shawn x undertaker #triple h #leon michaels #drew mcintyre #rhea ripley #cassidy michaels #kevin nash #scott hall #kane #goldust #stephanie mcmahon #hunter hearst helmsley #the family of destruction fics #the family of destruction #oc character #shawn michaels is a dilf #canon #i do make the rules

[mlobsters]

supernatural s7e21 reading is fundamental (w. ben edlund)

i recognize the name kevin tran but i have no clue who he is. another question soon to be answered. the cello playing not super obviously fake, good job everyone!

the classical music overplayed action dudes setting up gear and getting settled in dark and industrial setting, very reminiscent of... something. maybe it's a general action movie trope. but thinking of nessun dorma in the sum of all fears (one of my favorite usages of music in a movie). anyway. it's a vibe. and not one this show usually has. i like it

DEAN That sound like somebody saying, "No, wait – stop," to you? SAM Uh... Yeah. Yeah. DEAN Yeah. [shrugs] Oh, well.

all right then. did lightning daddy zap the kid some juice

meg livin it up

DEAN So, what? We start the storm heard 'round the world?

maybe i'm just sad but, oof. this better not be something to feel guilty about again

same, sam, same.

DEAN All right, so big daddy chomper lands here, he grabs himself some Dick…

they're really ramming the Dick jokes down our throats

DEAN Rufus' cabin, then? SAM Yeah. DEAN This time, I'm doing the shopping.

thank you for all the little domestic moments lately, show

literally busted out laughing. got the sad, sad trench back on. staring out the window. is it raining?

are dean and sam both forgiving and forgetting cas?

CASTIEL Will you look at her? My caretaker. All of that thorny pain. So beautiful. MEG We've been over this. I don't like poetry. Put up or shut up.

i'm with sam. okay.

CASTIEL If someone was going to free the Word from the vault of the earth, it would end up being you two. Oh, I love you guys. DEAN Oh. Uck. Okay. All right. Okay.

laughing at the transcription but he totally said uck

this sam confusion over megatron/metatron thing is making me laugh but it's so ridiculous. speaking of ridiculous, leaving the word of god on the floor to go bicker with meg, sam. he knows better, c'mon

MEG We both call, who do you think Cas will come to? I'm guessing me. You heard him – thorny beauty, blah, blah. I'm the saint who stayed with him. He owes me. His words. SAM Yeah, what about what he owes us? MEG Well, work on him a little. Maybe he'll start crushing on you, too, hot stuff.

this kind of feels like ruby 2.0, what they're doing with meg

DEAN No, I want you to button up your coat and help us take down Leviathans. Do you remember what you did?

CASTIEL We live in a "sorry" universe. It's engineered to create conflict. I mean, why should I prosper from... your misfortune? But these are the rules. I didn't make them. DEAN You made some of them. When you tried to become God, when you cut that hole into that wall.

tell him, dean

FEMALE ANGEL A demon whore and a Winchester… again.

okay addressing the ruby of it all out loud

SAM Meg, where did you get that? MEG A lot of angels died this year.

that was a good one

KEVIN So, these Leviathans – these monsters are real. And angels with wings? SAM No. Uh... no wings. No anything. DEAN No junk. Junkless.

okay.

COMMERCIAL We know you're hungry. Why not enjoy Biggerson's homemade pie bar? It's like a salad bar but with pie.

i'm there

awkward family road trips

CASTIEL We were assigned to watch the earth. Often, it was boring. The wars were very boring and the sex – you know, the repetition.

okay again

KEVIN This looks like a sex-torture dungeon. Is this a sex-torture dungeon? DEAN picks up a scythe. DEAN No, this is not a sex-torture...

this is some episode

CASTIEL (to sam) You seem troubled. Of course, that's a primary aspect of your personality, so I sometimes ignore it.

don't hold back, cas

CASTIEL The weight of all my mistakes, all those lives and souls lost, I... I couldn't take it, either. I was… I was lost until I took on your pain. It's strange to think that that helped, but – SAM I know you never did anything but try to help. I realize that, Cas, and I'm grateful. We're all grateful. And we're gonna help you get better, okay? No matter what it takes.

schmoopy music and all, looks like we are forgiving and forgetting

DEAN Oh, I don't know, man. What can I say? You've been chosen. And it sucks. Believe me. There's no use asking "why me?" 'Cause the angels – they don't care. I think maybe they just don't have the equipment to care. Seems like when they try, it just... breaks them apart.

can't get mad at a shark for being a shark?

SAM Here. “Leviathan cannot be slain but by a bone of a righteous mortal washed in the three bloods of the fallen.” Uh... It says we need to start with the blood of a fallen angel. CASTIEL Well, you know me. [He holds out a small bottle.] I'm always happy to bleed for the Winchesters.

mmmk

#supernatural #spnwatch #spn 7x21 #ben edlund #long post #good grief #kevin tran

[multifandomworldsposts]

The Kidnapper PT 2

pairing: Austin Butler x Reader

characters:

Austin Butler as Joseph Anderson (30 y/o)

Y/N as Madison Hart (17 y/o)

Corbyn Besson as Markson Jackson (17 y/o)

Rudy Pankow as Michael Hart (19 y/o)

Olivia DeJonge as Ally Russel (17 y/o)

Tanner Buchanan as Christopher Jenkins (19 y/o)

Kevin Quinn as James Raven (18 y/o)

Jason Momoa as Jefferson Hart (47 y/o)

Kate Hudson as Melissa Hart (45 y/o)

WARNING: rape, swearing, sexual assault, underage drinking.

PT 1

Madison’s POV

I wake up in a, basement? Where am I? I try to lift my arms and feel chains on my wrists, what the hell is going on? I hear footsteps and I see a figure, who is this? “Who are you?” I question. No answer. “Why am I here?” Again, no answer. “Who the fuck are you?” I said louder. “Princess, enough with these questions.” The voice said in the darkness. “Don’t call me that.” I get uncomfortable by this guy. I try to sit up straight and asked, “What’s your name?” I hear movement. “I’m Joseph and I know who you are.” “I don’t understand.” “Let me spell it for you, TikTok.” He’s seen my videos? I feel disgusting. He turns the lights to make me see him, he looks messy and gross. “H-how did you discover me?” “Your ‘Wanna Be Startin’ Somethin’’ video.” I did a dance like, a year ago and it I danced to Wanna Be Startin’ Somethin’ by Michael Jackson because I thought it would be so much fun to put it on my social medias. Now I just want to delete my socials completely. “So you want to kidnap me for that?” He comes close to me but I try to scoot backwards but I couldn’t go any further, “I think you should dance for me.” I slap him in the face. “I think you should go fuck yourself!” I yelled. He feels his face and I see redness on his left cheek. He starts to choke me, I start to gasp for air and started to grab his wrists so he could let me go, “You’re going to stay here for a long time Princess.” He lets go of me, I start coughing, he walks back to the stairs where, I bet where his kitchen is at. He’s fucking crazy! “YOURE A CRAZY SON OF A BITCH YOU KNOW THAT!” I screamed. He stops in his tracks and looks at me and says, “I’m not the one who dresses like a whore.” He walks upstairs and I hear a door open and scream “GO FUCK YOURSELF!” The door slams and locks. I curl up in a ball and start to cry. ‘I need to get out of here.’ I thought.

Michael’s POV

How could this happen, my baby sister got kidnapped, I’m going to kill whoever has her. “Michael!” I looked around and it’s my dad. “We need to go to police station.” “Okay.” I get my phone and went to my dad’s car.

THE POLICE STATION

“Now why are you guys here?” One police officer said.

“We’re here for a investigation of kidnapping.” “What’s the person’s name you’re talking about?” “Madison Hart, and here’s a picture of her.” My dad gives to the police.

THE NEXT DAY

The news showed Madison and we had to do a lot of interviews, really stressful but we need to find her. We went to the police station to do an interview, I kinda went over the edge.

“Listen we’re trying to help your family son, we’re trying our best here.” one police officer said.

“I just want my sister back, I don’t care how long it’ll take I JUST WANT MADDIE BACK!” I cracked. I start to cry, my dad rubs on my back and says “It’s been hard for the last several weeks we just miss our Maddie.” “Who was the last person with Madison?” A detective says. I look up and say “Markson Jackson.”

The detectives made us leave and had Mark come in. We watched Mark in the viewing room. “What were you and Madison doing before she went missing?” Detective says. Markson looks nervous, “We went into a classroom that we actually met in because tomorrow is our anniversary and I wanted to surprise her with a necklace that she really wanted a few months back.” “Do you have it with you?” “I do.” Mark gets something out of his pants and it’s the necklace, Mads talked about that one time but I never realized how much she wanted it.

Madison’s POV

I’m starving, I’m hungry, I feel weak. I hear footsteps coming downstairs it’s Joseph with food and a water bottle. He sits down in front of me and sets the food in front of me I grab it and start to eat. The food surprisingly taste good. “How’s the food Madison?” “It’s so good.” I drink the water bottle it kinda tastes different. “How’s the drink?” “Uh, what’s the drink?” “It’s water.” “No it, it-“ I faint.

I weakly wake up and feel someone or something touching me, I can’t move. I feel pain in my vagina, what’s going on? I try to move my body but I feel someone keeping me at the place I’m at. I don’t know where I’m at. I try to fight, I start to kick and I hit something, I hear a groan. Who did I hit? I fell asleep. What just happened?

10 minutes later

I wake up and look down at my crouch, it’s bloody. What’s going on? I look around and see the water bottle and I pick it up and smell it, was it drugged? I got raped! Why I know, my parents told me about it a few months ago because of a documentary showed a woman getting raped and she told her kids about it. “Fuck you Joseph.” I thought. I NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE!

#fanfic #austin butler #rudy pankow #fanfaction #olivia dejonge #corbyn besson #jason momoa #austin butler fluff #austin butler x y/n #austin butler smut #tanner buchanan #kate hudson #kevin quinn

[justaredheadf1fan]

First party hard of the Miami weekend

Masterlist

Hello there!

I don't really know if I'll write that much today since I kinda didn't pay much attention? I got the gist of it tho, but honestly I was doing stuff while watching since listening to the idiotic Spanish commentators from DAZN was giving me nausea. Just disgusting and infuriating.

So, we got more whoring around today, this time it was Sir Lewis Hamilton's turn to leave his mark on our new favorite race weekend (or mine, at least, okay). He didn't have enough serving cunt yesterday, that he needed to add some thirst trap content along the way. These guys will kill me someday, I swear to God.

Other than that, FP3 was more or less normal, if we can call it that, except for a couple things. First, Verstappen's close call, almost hitting the wall dead on. He braked nicely right before crashing.Car failure would've been nice today too, tho. Let's hope for tomorrow. The worst one was Esteban's crash, at the exact same spot where Carlos crashed yesterday. Funny enough, drivers have complained about that turn and surprise, surprise, who listens to drivers' feedback? Oh yeah, not the FIA. I truly hope he's okay to drive tomorrow, poor Este.

But hey, let's complain about a particular driver's piercings, try to force him to take them out under threat of not letting him drive at all if he doesn't take them out and not say anything at all about the rest's jewelry whatsoever (wedding bands, chains, etc.). And all of this after taking 10 whole years to enforce one single rule ✌🏻

Anyway, Quali went on without incident thankfully, unlike yesterday and FP3 today. This track takes too much after Jeddah for my taste, it's not quite as bad buuuut it's still too similar, I think. I don't know. Plus, with all the incidents going on these last 2 days and the track being pretty shitty on its own (they had to re-pave last night some areas in the track), I mean... But so far this is the GP that keeps on giving so who am I to complain? I need to see if Charles whores around tomorrow too and makes my weekend almost perfect 😂

I barely watched Q1 and Q2, I only caught enough to see George and Kevin out in Q1, then Mick and Daniel out in Q2 and, finally, Lewis getting 6th and Demonic Sharl getting pole. That bastard flew like it was piece of cake. That last lap was actually pretty awesome, his so good, it's unbelievable the screech I let out when I saw he got pole 🤪 Now that I see again the picture that comes next, I laugh thinking about the challenge these 2 idiots have done over the week in Miami and the bromance seems funnier to me once more, look at them hahaha

I'll be good tomorrow and write more thoroughly after the race, or at least something better/more detailed. It's 3:12am right now as I'm trying to finish this, after being distracted far too many times by SOA on the background. All in all, not paying attention to anything like the disaster I am 🥲 I'm so tired that I'm not even gonna proofread, so in the words of Negan (probably), excuse the shit out of my goddamn French and try to not take into account any butchery I might have committed here or there, please 🤣

Anyway, laters gators!

#f1 #formula 1 #mercedes amg f1 #scuderia ferrari #aston martin racing #haas f1 team #mclaren f1 racing #alfa romeo racing #alpine f1 team #scuderia alpha tauri #williams racing #sir lewis hamilton #George Russell #Charles Leclerc #Carlos saint jr #sebastian vettel #lance stroll #mick schumacher #kevin Magnussen #daniel ricciardo #lando norris #zhou guanyu #valtteri bottas #esteban ocon #fernando Alonso #pierre gasly #yuki tsunoda #alex albon #nicholas latifi #miami gp 2022

[deadfag2u]

They said when you know you know well, I guess I’m going to have to ask Shakira about that because I think Shakira has a lot more money than you guys have and I think that you’re very very jealous but I think that you don’t mess with Shakira just like you don’t mess with Antonio just like you don’t mess with me. You just think that you mess with me right now honey well see I haven’t gotten my big girl test and when I do, I said testicles yet

But when I do, I am going to go ahead and rent an apartment. I guess I don’t know what to do.

Kevin what should I do hon?

Hun

Hon, well OK that’s fair. You’re right we can have to be a little bit dicey if you can’t be the same hon I’ll either way sweetheart. It doesn’t matter I promise you I promise you know because I’m graceful because I’m not going to I said, graceful, but yeah, I am grateful for some people I don’t know which yet, this isn’t right I need the criminals the really really deep understand. I need somebody to understand that there are people to be killed because this is not appropriate and this is only a museum at the end of the day look at that meat and potatoes of this situation. This is only a music to a goddamn low class Nager, and a goddamn worthless, Hispanic hooker.

I didn’t say a goddamn thing about music honey and you’re not gonna goddamn go there

I will cut your goddamn throat Monica, my motherfucking self you worthless hooker. Wow that’s why you’re not permitted inside of Kevin’s apartment dog.

Jesus fucking age Christ, Ashley please send me lady energy. I can’t deal with these people I don’t wanna do this. I don’t feel like myself myself. I understand that there’s only so much people can take that woman must be so so jealous.

Monica, do you want a fluency disorder next?

It can be arranged, so you go to Doctors in Nashville huh? Well, I don’t think those doctors really care if you live or die honey.

Wow, thank you

Hey Taylor, you’re from allegedly I said Sumner county is that a problem Monica do you feel like you’re protecting Taylor Swift honey

Why don’t know why do I feel that way you got your hooker or did you got your slut? Your dad? Christina Aguilera is going to fucking help me you goddamn hooker you’re dead you are dead. I hate hookers like you who let the goddamn dogs out who put the dogs back in as the goddamn question do you wanna be a part of that? Do you want to have a goddamn big dick honey then you know what you’re gonna have a goddamn big dick because we are going to sew a goddamn 14 inch dick on your goddamn cross you ugly fucking tranny for you. Goddamn hooker I said whore and you have never been for me you goddamn worthless slut. I’m done with you that’s what’s going on you goddamn hooker you’re dead you goddamn slut why don’t you do more methamphetamine, fucking worthless hooker why don’t you evict more innocent young women

Because your husband doesn’t fucking care, I said your husband doesn’t care about you and as far as that girl goes, you lay a goddamn finger on her and see if I don’t cut your fucking body up myself you goddamn worthless, hooker honey baby try me

[incarnateirony]

I AM DEAAAAAAAAAAAAD I actually clicked back to amc cuck boy's fuckin lit up message 2 days later or whatever and just got FLOORED by his absolute lack of even conceptual balls. I deadass told him like, bro you just admitted you refuse to listen to anything i say and you mean nothing to me so I'll waste no further energy on you, enjoy getting fucked over in two years. And had ghosted him

and at first he tried to be like COOL BEANS like he had an ounce of anything other than omega bitch element in him or in any way controlled that conversation or had acted like anything other than an easily offended little girl and then here it is, after a long enough gap there's like the divider thing inserted like

FOUR AND A HALF HOURS LATER

i lived RENT FREE in this bitch boy's mind for almost FIVE HOURS before he ran back to block me because It's Awkward. Because he and shea are defined by their shitposting twitter RP lives so of course he reads that as awkward and doesn't understand that dms aren't like doors holy shit

FOR THE SAKE OF IT BEING AWKWARD YOU'RE GOING TO BLOCK THE PERSON WHO ALREADY GHOSTED YOU OUT BECAUSE YOU'RE A POINTLESS BALLESS SACK OF SHIT BOTH SELF OBSESSED ENOUGH TO THINK I WOULD WASTE MY TIME DOING ANYTHING BUT LAUGH AT YOU WITHOUT A DM NOTIF AND TERRIFIED OF GETTING A TEXT FROM ME AGAIN

OH MY GODDDDD YOU TWO ENJOY EACH OTHER, A CHEATING PEOPLE USING WHORE AND AN ABSOLUTE BITCH BABY THEATER SWEEPING CUCK THAT DEFINES HIS ENTIRE LIFE COMFORT OFF OF TWITTER DMS I CANNOT EVENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN

Even in omegaverse standards thats some bitchboy omega bullshit, not beta, omega.

he truly does not understand I regard him as a subhuman cuck. He has utterly fooled himself on this woman, and he's gonna be the third if not fourth man she does this to. Yeah shea, I don't believe you anymore about Kevin either. or Daniel. Because I watched you lie about me in the same tone.

Daniel is her ex husband, Kevin was another 400 lb obese fuck she called her roommate that she claimed suddenly bounced on her for no reason when we started talking, minding she and I had a previous relationship she bounced on me on and fucked my life up for a few years then, too, when she fucking dumped me mid house purchase to move in with him and a professional couch surfer; and *I* being the cuck back then believed her sob story and still loved her and blamed my past indiscretions on it and saw no fault in her, I saved her house, I landed in goddamn ALABAMA. (and the promise and success to get her out, among 2 other made and kept promises). Nawww. Nawww she was fucking that fat fuck, I ain't stupid. Her shit talk of him is identical to the rest. So yeah dude, you can have her, but start getting real suss about why her parents still love Daniel and work with or talk to him while she talks about him like he sacrifices babies and rapes virgins. When she's done using you up, you'll join club Virgin Sacrifice Of Evil Men.

Kevin. Daniel. Me *twice*. But sure, this fuckin fool with his identical hookup OH WHAT A SURPRISE SHE CLIMBED MY DICK ON A RANDOM FRIENDLY VISIT FROM TOTES NEUTRAL ROLEPLAY FRIENDSHIPS THAT WE WERENT BOTH PLANNING TO FUCK ON like. Don't fuckin pull my leg dude, be a grown up, own your actions, you know what you guys were meeting for, you knew what the result would be. "Oh well we didn't (visit/fuck) until 3 days after you moved out" and "we just PLANNED it while you were together", I promise you dude, when she's fucking another guy online behind your back to screw you over monetarily and try to throw you out to be replaced by the next adventure, you'll be pigsquealing a different tune. He still refused to face that the whore deadass lied to him about how long ago we had broken up. at least I've owned that I let her cuck me twice, you have advanced warning and are choosing the cuckery.

Take a message, shea: Next time you fuck over your life, I won't come running to save you a third time. Stop treating people as expendable. I know this confuses you with how you hook up with people, but real life and roleplay are not the same thing, you don't just get to log out of one marriage and log into another one at will during your waves of boredom. Maybe if you had actually not been a transphobic cunt any time I tried to talk much less be intimate, we'd have had sex. Maybe if you weren't absorbed in your headphones screaming at me any time I tried to say hello, or sit for hours in a chair near you waiting for you to be available, maybe we would have talked. But I get it. You were too busy slutting it up on twitter planning my demise. You're gonna tell yourself no, this isn't true, no, these patterns are coincidental, I am the victim. You are not. You are the historic abuser. So once your standard 3-4ish year honeymoon phase ends, I'm gonna make sure you remember this, so when you're fucking the next guy online behind Mark's back planning to fuck him over, you're too busy thinking about this to enjoy it.

but don't worry mark. Just like "her psychotic ex girlfriend", and Daniel, Me, Kevin, Me again, and now you, you're a very special snowflake, and Different, and All The Evil Men are Bad And She Is Perfect, even though you are conscious of her timeline and lies now. Don't worry. It won't happen to you! I said the same--OH.

[kindtobechurlish]

Ball cap boy is saying to me, “Kevin, these women would be sucking balls in brothel, we need them”, and I am saying I know they would suck balls in brothel! He doesn’t like them, because she wants to get a congregation of men and demoralize them.. as he wants her to “give in” and be a whore for fifteen men. Yes. Fifteen men sitting seat, and in the fact you just see a people who don’t like one another - and when I am not ragtime her race condemns her just like “the old her” would condemn that guy standing on box engaging polemic rhetoric.