#OH MY GOD LOOK AT THEM RAAA

[hypocriticaltypwriter]

A gift for one of my favorite MILFS here on tumblrdotcom~

Sent my hands and arms into a soreness making her, but I hope you like it! I've drawn her before but...i dunno if...you ever saw...them...

Anyways!!!! Doodle for you!!! Raaa!!! Nancy my girl! (I tried-)

OH MY GOD MIKEY!!!! YOU DID THIS FOR ME??? THIS IS SO SWEET!!!

SHe looks so cute AUUUGHHH I love the colors!! Thank you so much... Just... LOOK AT HERRR

[cgarttrailsandtails]

Roomies incorrect quotes!

!Swearing, Mentions of Death and other things!

Metal: I have… so much strength inside of me that you don’t even KNOW what I could do! If the world isn’t going to love me then I’ll teach it to fear me instead!

Fleetway: (sarcasticly) oh no, I’m so scared. What would you know about strength? You can’t even walk down the stairs without tumbling forward like a slinky!

Metal: well at least I don’t spend every night without Ebony sobbing on the floor! I bet you don’t even have a war face!

Fleetway: *growls*

Metal: RAAA! See! I’m better! I’m leaving!

Metal: *going down the stairs* ow ow ow ow ow…

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Sink (singing along to California girls): California girls, we’re unforgettable! Daisy dukes bikinis on top! Sun kissed skin-

Metal: Shut the FUCK UP!!

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Sink, to Curse: wait but how old are you?

Curse: wait… guess

Sink: 21

Curse: WHAT!?

Sink, dying from laughter: you said guess…

Curse: THAT WAS SO FAR OFF!

Sink: why are you yelling at me? why are you yelling-

Curse: THAT WASN’T EVEN LIKE, CLOSE! WHAT

Curse: like normally when people play that game they guess like a little bit younger, was that uh the little bit younger guess!?

Sink: yeah, are you like 25?

Curse: WHAT!?!

Sink, after dying once again to laughter: so was I right?

Curse: No! I’m not in my 20s…

Sink: oh, really?

Curse, joking: I’m in my 30s-

Sink: oh I knew it! I was just being nice-

Curse: WHAT NO I’M NOT IN MY 30s WHAT DO YOU MEAN “I KNEW IT”!? I’M 16, WTF!?

Sink: oh god you’re old-

Curse: WHAT!?

Later, Curse: I am literally only a year older than you. HOW WERE YOU THAT FAR OFF!!

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Basically how Fleetway and Curse first started this little group:

Curse: I hate you, you hate me, let’s team up and KILL EXE!

Fleetway: with an rpg and a 4x4,

Both: NO MORE DIGITAL GOD TO BEAT!!

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Metal doesn’t understand:

Curse, over phone: Hello?

Metal: hey, what’s up?

Curse: I need your help, can you c’mere?

Metal: I can’t I’m buying clothes…

Curse: well hurry up and come over here

Metal: I can’t find them.

Curse: what do you mean you can’t find them?

Metal: I can’t find them, there’s only soup.

Curse: what do you mean “there’s only soup”?

Metal: means there’s only soup

Curse: well then get outta the soup aisle!

Metal: alright, you don’t have to shout at me!

*step step step*

Metal: there’s more soup

Curse: what do you mean “there’s more soup”!?

Metal: There’s just more soup

Curse: go into the next aisle!!

Metal: there’s still soup

Curse: where are you right now!?

Metal: I’m at soup

Curse: what do you mean you’re at soup!?

Metal: I mean I’m at soup!

Curse: WHAT STORE ARE YOU IN!?

Metal: I’m at the soup store!

Curse: WHY ARE YOU BUYING CLOTHES AT THE SOUP STORE!?!

Metal: FUCK YOU!

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Sink’s relearning journey:

Fleetway, finding Sink in a room staring at a sheet of paper: what’s the problem?

Sink: math problems…

Fleetway: oh I can help you, let me see.

Fleetway: uh, here’s an easy one, what’s 6x3? *pause* 6x3!?

Sink: I don’t know-

Fleetway: 6x3!

Sink: I don’t-

Fleetway: 6x3!!

Sink: I legit don’t know!

Fleetway: Six threes!

Sink: I don’t know! What is it!?

Fleetway: What is it!?! (Oh shit wait idk either moment) Get Curse.

Sink: why?

Fleetway: CURSE!

Curse: what’s the problem-

Fleetway: homework. *shoves the sheet in Curse’s face*

Curse: what’s 6x3?

Sink: I don’t know!

Curse: 6x3!

Sink: I don’t know!

Curse: what’s 6+6?

Sink: oh, 12!

Curse: NOW ADD SIX!

Sink: I don’t know, what is it!?

Curse: WHAT IS IT- (also a oh shit moment) Get your math teacher.

Sink: who?

Curse: METAL SONIC!!

Metal, exploding a wall instead of using the door: (boom) WHAT!?

Curse: homework.

Metal: I TAUGHT YOU THIS! WHAT’S 6x3!?

Sink: I don’t know!

Metal: Look, if Sunky has 6x3 amounts of milk, how much milk would he have?

Sink: How much!?

Metal: How mu- HOW ARE YOU THIS STUPID!?

All three: IT’S 18!!!

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Fleetway, telling a story: and get this, the note he left was stuck to the fridge with a Cookie Monster magnet.

All he wrote on it: “Fleetway’s fault.”

I’m Fleetway by the way, hi! WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO TO HIM!?

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“You’re supposed to be under the radar!!”:

Fleetway (aka the only one Metal is scared of): So nothing bad happened?

Metal: nuh uh

Fleetway: you didn’t wreck it?

Metal: nope

Fleetway: you didn’t hit anybody?

Metal: nada

Fleetway: you didn’t run anyone over?

Metal: sadly, no

Fleetway: you didn’t get a speeding ticket?

Metal: uh…

Fleetway: wha, Metal? Why are you making that face?

Metal: …

Fleetway: Metal, did you get a speeding ticket?

Metal: …

Fleetway: Metal? *grabs arm* did you get a speeding ticket!?

Metal: uh

Fleetway: Did you!?

Metal: well you see… *books it the fuck outta there*

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Fleetway: Bitch, do you want me to jump across this table because I DON’T HAVE ALL DAY FOR THIS, Okay!?

Curse: feeling froggy? Leap.

Fleetway: okay well here I come!

And then Fleetway kicked Curse’s ass and reestablished that he is the leader of the group.

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Sink’s Eggman (also drowned, from a flood caused by the overflow of the temple Sink died in): I killed you, and you, killed me.

Metal: Sink why’d you kill that guy?

Sink: MOTHERFUCKER HE KILLED HIMSE-

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DON’T DRINK THAT:

(Curse is telling the story)

Sink: Hey, is this whiskey, or perfume?

And apparently, I grabbed it, drank ALL of it, and said “it’s perfume.”

Sink: HOW DO YOU KNOW WHAT PERFUME TASTES LIKE-

Curse: WAIT NO ITS NOT WHAT YOU THINK-

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Sink, putting on a puppet show for the children of the town: I now pronounce you, husband and wi-

Curse, from somewhere nearby: HE CHEATED ON YOU!

Sink: who said that!? Who said that? Who said that-

Sink: I now pronounce you husband and wi-

Metal, joining in: HE SLEPT WITH YOUR SISTER!

Sink: WHO SAID THAT!? WHO SAID THAT SHI- (remembers he’s in the presence of children) Stuff! Who said that stuff!

Sink: I now pronounce you husband and wi-

Fleetway, thinking it’s funny: HIS HAIRLINE’S RECEDING!!

Sink: AAAAAAAAAAAA

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Sink: why do you get to be in charge? Why can’t we take turns?

Fleetway: cause I’m the oldest-

Sink: yeah, well you also the gayest, so I think I should be in charge.

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Sunky, to Metal: Oh my god you’re so tall you look like a giraffe!

Metal, not having it: uh-huh, that’s why you deadbuilt like a baked bean…

Sunky: a baked b- A BAKED BEAN!? *throws a carton of milk in their face, opened (effectively short circuiting them)* BAKED BEAN THAT! Baked bean that! >:<

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Sunky, who refuses to swear to spite everyone: *out of milk for his cereal* oh, fiddlesticks! This really ruffles my feathers…

Curse: please!! Just. Say. Fuck!

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Uno time:

Fleetway: what is this game, dude? Are you serious- give me a green card! What. Are. You. Doing, holy shit!

Metal: *places down a green reverse*

Fleetway: … I DON’T HAVE A GREEN!! *drawing vigorously as everyone else dies of laughter* AAAAAAAAAA!!

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The sign:

Sink: *holding up a sign for Fleetway to see*

Fleetway: what gender are you? Uh, male… I think-

Sink: *uncovers the rest of the sign*

Fleetway: attracted to-? Uh, you silly! You prankster!

Fleetway: yeah still male though- (or female but uh yeah joke)

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After a big fight:

Fleetway: I shoulda left you in that temple where you were sinking…

Sink: but ya didn’t!

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[toastess-with-the-mostess]

Let's Rewind! Toast Watches Voltron: Defender of The Universe (1984)

Season 1, Episode 39: The Captive Comet Season 1, Episode 40: The Little Prince

Episode 39: The Captive Comet OH BOY IS THIS THE EPISODE I THINK IT IS, THIS IS GONNA BE FUN

Opening with Haggar dishing out some lore, yes please universe started with a big bang and that apparently created a comet that acted like a black hole that at some point Voltron banished to a far corner of the universe inch resting

this was a fairy tale for drule children? i wonder how that story would've gone

ROMELLE WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN IVE MISSED YOU SO MUCH

"take it easy zarkon, eaaaasy" Haggar smokes weed for sure

she sacrificed a star fleet to be able to control the comet, another thing that feels so similar to a plot point in vf

did they just pull Romelle out of her cell just to let her freak out about the omega comet heading to arus 😭 what a petty move lotor

smart cookie, she found a way to contact the team before getting found out

"human on arus" so is arus like a colony of earths that slowly became its own governing body? Inch resting, they will still be aliens to me though

how does Coran know about the secret plan that happened before voltron split into lions if he only found out voltron after it was split into 5?? I'm gonna make this lore make sense by the end of the episode I swear

early voltron formation, shits about to get real

oh man they already got to the comet? also why did Allura look so young in that scene?

Keith: maybe your right Lance: I know im right! get his ass lance

the secret plan is to go 4 sector power setting?? oh this is so a trap YEAH ITS A TRAP THEY'RE GETTING SUCKED INTO THE COMET AND LOTOR USED ROMELLE TO GET VOLTRON TO DO IT WHAT THAT WAS SUCH A GOOD PLAN

oh man voltron is trapped trapped for realises this time, he can't even get out of the comet's gravity

ofc they contacted the alliance for help, and they'd rather let Voltron die instead of giving any help "ill see what i can do" literally i want the alliance broken

PRINCE BANDOR COMING IN TO HELP THE TEAM LETS GOO again i need to make this lore make sense and by the end of this show i fucking will

YES I WAS RIGHT THEY'RE DEAD THE TEAM ACTUALLY DIED OH MY GOD YESS THIS IS SUCH A GOOD EPISODE

and now an entire fleet of doom (lol) is heading towards Arus IS THAT THE END OF THE EPISODE HOLY SHIT

/episode end

Episode 40: The Little Prince TWO PART EPISODE LETS GO

recaap time since this was a weekly premiering show

literally starting off with an invasion of Arus now that Voltron is gone, this is wild especially because it's not even the season finale

"Coran made the situation worse by calling Prince Bandor for help" I HATE THE GARRISON I HATE THE GARRISON I HATE THE GARRISON BARK BITE SNARL

"little fella" bandor you're only taller than pidge by a head shut up LMAO

Coran actually doing work for once and helping out, he's becoming a dependable person slowly but surely

Lotor is yelling about this next robeast being the most powerful there is,, my guy you say this every time just pick one of them to back and stick with it

"sorry we shouldve helped you when you asked earlier but now we're fucked and we genuinely can't do anything now <3" FUCK THE GARRISON I HATE THE GARRISON RAAA

GOD IS THAT YOU?? WHAT IS THIS

THEY'RE LITERALLY MEETING GOD AND SHE'S GIVING THEM A CHOICE, GO TO HEAVEN OR KEEP LIVING AND GO TO HELL WHEN THEY REALLY DIE

what heroes, they chose to end up going to hell if it meant being able to save the universe IMMEDIATELY NOTING THIS DOWN FOR FUTURE ANGST EVEN THOUGH I ALREADY KNEW ABOUT IT

VOLTRON LITERALLY HAS THE POWER OF GOD AND ANIME ON THEIR SIDE LMAOO

back to romelle and now she's chained up, what did they do to you bestie

ITS BANDOR COMING FOR HIS SISTER HE'S SO REAL FOR THAT

there he is! voltron to save the day and destroy that robeast with blazing sword!

i'm sorry couldn't follow lotor to planet doom? what bullshit

IS GOD TALKING TO ROMELLE? OH MY GOD, SHE GOT SHOT INTO THE PIT OF SKULLS NOT PUSHED

THIS IS A THREE PARTER HELLO???

/episode end

[taetaesbitch]

Playing With Fire - Chapter 2 - It’s a fiend thing

Jungkook x Reader

Warnings: 18+ Smut, Supernatural

Word Count: 1.8k

You can’t stop thinking about that fire dancer, but as you go about your normal life, something seems off, the shadows are closing in...

Chapter 2 - It’s a fiend thing

You’re still thinking about that mysterious fire dancer the next day, as you make your way through town, fantasizing about seeing him again.

“Are you sure you weren’t on drugs?” You raise your eyebrows at your sister’s remark.

“I was so not! He was there. He was a solid being. And then he was… he was just… gone.” You gaze into the distance thinking about those alluring eyes.

“Yeah either you were high or seeing spirits. Nothing else makes sense.” You strike Dot’s arm and she groans in pain.

“Well where were you all night?” When she doesn’t answer, you glance over at her, her face is guilty and she fiddles with a thread on her bag. You let out an exaggerated gasp.

“You weren’t! You weren’t with Seth were you?!” She struggles to keep a straight face before beaming at me.

“What did you two devils get up to?” She smirked before opening her mouth to reply, “Wait, no I don’t want to know.” You link arms and giggle before heading into the market. 

After a productive day, you head home to your riverside townhouse, taking the woodland path. You can’t help but feel like someone is watching you. Shadows lurk at the corner of your vision, and a twig snaps. You spin to face the path behind you, but there is no one there. Your pulse spikes, taking a deep breath, you turn on your heel and walk quickly towards your house. Footsteps sound behind you as you near it. With the dying light and far too many horror movie scenarios playing out in your head, you sprint to your front door. With trembling hands you jam your keys in the lock and twist. Someone grabs your shoulders and says “Raaa!” Causing your heart to sky rocket and you to shriek. Turning to face your housemate, you whack them on the arm, frowning.

“You scared the shit out of me!” Your breathing is ragged. Your housemate, Sabrina, doubles over laughing. “You think this is funny? I could have had a heart attack!”

“It was worth it!” You scowl at her before smiling, relieved that it was her and not some serial killer. 

“Blue today?” She touches her spiky blue hair.

“Yeah, aquamarine if you want to be specific.” She grins.

“It suits you. Why are you out here anyway? You’re usually home an hour before me.” 

“Oh, I think I lost my keys on the way home, I can’t find them so I’ve been waiting for you to come home.” 

“Huh, well come on, lets order take out.”

“Oo yah!” You shut the front door and ensure it’s locked. 

“(Y/N).” A seductive voice whispers, “(Y/N).” Dark eyes peer into yours from the shadows. Invisible hands grab your body and spin you into flame. You cry out but pass right through unharmed, as if it were just air. The voice chuckles and tuts, before laying you down on that flame. A figure looms over you, lustful eyes attached to it, that dark skin and playful smirk. Leaning down, he brushes his lips over yours, the shadows consuming you. 

A rush of growing whispers startle you awake, you sit upright in bed, gulping down air. Alarmingly turned on and shaken. You swear you hear a distant chuckle as you look out the window at the rising sun. 

“Woah woah (Y/N), it’s just me!” That voice! You become still in his arms, glancing down at his wrists, tattoos! He turns you to face him. 

It’s club night and you get dressed into your silky red dress, before leaving with your sister and Sabrina. As the night goes on, alcohol overtakes your senses and you are lost to the music. You feel eyes on you, you dismiss it as the people in the club, but this stare feels much more intense. At one point you swear you see your fire dancer, but in a blink he’s gone, you must be hallucinating. It must be the alcohol in your system. Eventually the night is over, the alcohol has worn off and you head home. Sabrina gets off with a guy and promises to be home later so you have to leave the door unlocked, and your sister left earlier with Seth. Deciding not to get a taxi because your bank account is wounded enough as it is, you take the short route home, along the woodland path. It’s eerily quiet as you walk cautiously along, every small noise alerts you and makes you shiver with uncanny fear. You come to a dead stop. A figure emerges along the path in front of you. Every nerve in your body is telling you to run. It’s nobody. You think. Just someone taking a late night walk. Yeah right, at 3 O’clock in the morning?! That’s psychopath hour! Your breath comes in sharp pants. You start walking again, as you near, the physique definitely tells you it’s a man. He comes to a halt a few metres ahead of you. Wisps of Shadow? Swirl around him. He whispers something faint. You turn and run, sprinting off the path and into the trees, discarding your heels in the process. Oh god, oh god, oh god! His heavy footsteps sound behind you, closer than you realise. I am so dead. There’s no way I can outrun him, especially in this dress. Strong hands jerk your body back into a solid chest. You scream out. Thrashing in his grip, “Let me go!”

“Y-you.” Your eyes collide with his and an instant calm washes over you, but is soon replaced by building rage. “You. How dare you do that! What are you playing at?! I thought you were some sort of sadistic killer.” 

“Who says I’m not?” 

You halt, body tensing, before backing away out of his reach. He chuckles, “I’m only kidding.” You’re not sure if he is. His face drops, becoming sincere and his voice softens. “I’m sorry if I scared you.” You take a deep breath.

“No it’s ok, I was just- ” Your mind becomes foggy, shadows lingering around you, you feel light headed.

“Just what?” His voice sends your hormones raging, your body feels like it’s on fire as you step into his warmth.

“Who are you?” Your eyes narrow, you don’t even know his name.

“I’m Jungkook.” He grins.

“What are you?” His grin falters but doesn’t fall.

“I’m a person.” Your head lightens again, becoming fuzzy with lust. You fix your eyes on his lips, which look deliciously inviting. 

“How do you just appear?” 

He hesitates, “It’s a fiend thing.”

“What do you want?” You stand on your tiptoes, lips hovering dangerously close to his lips.

“Right now?” His gaze grows heavy lidded and… hungry, as he licks his lips, “I want to fuck you against a tree.” Your lips brush his, before you pull away completely, and back into a tree. “Wicked thing you.” He slowly steps towards you. “Did you enjoy our dance on Bonfire night?”

“It was…” You tilt your head, trying to find the right word, “Interesting.” He scoffs, stepping so close that his breath ruffles your hair.

“Just interesting? I thought it was more…” His head tilts up to the sky, exposing a defined neck that makes your pulse flutter. He looks down at you, like a predator sizing up his prey, “Lascivious... exhilarating even.” Your heartbeat quickens as he leans down, pausing only for a moment, giving you a chance to refuse, “You’re little dress is making me feel like that right now.” You allow his lips to close over yours and you melt. His hand moves to clasp your neck, as his tongue swipes out over your lower lip, asking for entry, you grant it. The sensation as he slips into your mouth weakens your knees, his hands shoot out to grip your hips, pinning you against the tree. You groan into his mouth as his leg parts your thighs. He licks and sucks over your jaw and down your neck, causing you to grind onto him, your nails digging into his shoulders. “That’s so fucking hot.” He growls onto your neck, making you grind harder and eliciting a moan. His fingers move to grip your dress, before shredding the top of it. You gasp, excited by his roughness and shocked at his strength. His eyes glitter at your exposed breasts, nipples perked, lowering his head he sucks one in before you can protest. His mouth is a shock, hot and burning, making your nerve endings stand on edge. Releasing your nipple with a popping sound, he circles it with his tongue before licking the swollen point. His tongue is rough, like a cats, causing your body to jerk back and your centre to press into his now prominent bulge. He chuckles before moving to your other nipple and glancing up to watch your expression. You squirm and whimper until he releases that one too, his lips meet yours briefly before his hands slide up your thighs. The skin on skin contact sends tingling sensations to your core, a strong longing takes over and you lift the dress off yourself, before reaching out to him. He clasps your wrists, looking deep into your eyes, nose to nose, “Eager are we?” The comment makes your cheeks flush red, his eyes survey your body, making you blush even more and you lower your eyes. Suddenly self conscious you cross your arms over your abdomen. He grabs those arms and grasps your chin, forcing your eyes to meet his and startling you. His eyes look like molten lava flowing through dark rock, shadowed in the corners, with streams of orange light crackling through. “Don’t - ever - hide yourself from me.” His ferocity turns you on, but you’re still gobsmacked by the eyes. You blink and they’re back to the dark shade they were before. That is not normal. Maybe I imagined it. You think.

“I-I’m sorry.” His grip softens at your voice and he begins to trail his hands down your body, raising goose bumps on your skin, before cupping your throbbing pussy. You jump at the sudden pressure, but as his fingers slip through your wetness, you find yourself arching into him, head lolling back against the tree at the motion.

His breath caresses your neck as he whispers in a sultry voice, “I like your eagerness. It makes what I’m about to do torture for you.” He gives you a devilish smirk before kneeling, tugging your red silk thong down with him. You yelp as he hoists your legs over his shoulders, and as his mouth meets your clit, a fire ignites in your core and you scream in ecstasy.

[brianc521]

Prank Warz

Prologue

Brian walks pass the green room eyeing Shawn, who’s standing right next to the closed door that leads into the green room.

“The fuck you doing man?” He asks, stopping next to Shawn.

“Y/n’s about to walk out, I’m gonna scare her.”

“Oh shit,” Brian fumbles for his phone, scarring you was something Shawn loved to do, because you would just about jump twenty feet in the air, and sometimes you threw things. It made him laugh so hard.

Brian sets up to stand behind Shawn with his phone recording, both of them waiting patiently for you to come walking out.

They both tense when they can hear your laugh coming closer, your flip flops smacking against your feet as you headed for the door. The second the door handle turned Shawn crouched a little so Brian could see over his shoulder better.

You stepped out, still laughing at Connor’s joke, when you turned.

“RAAA!” Shawn yelled out, pushing his hands out a little in front of you.

You screamed so loud it echoed off the walls of the arena, your phone went flying and so did Shawn’s water bottle. You didn’t land right when you jumped, and ended up falling to your ass.

Both boys laughed as you clutched your heart, sending them a deadly glare.

“Oh Babe,” Shawn wiped a tear from his eye, turning to Brian and laughing again.

You groaned, “Fuck you! God damn it, you do that all the time. I’m so over it.”

“But it’s so funny.” Brian giggled, looking back and showing Shawn the recording before posting it to his snap story in slow motion.

You rolled your eyes, crawling across the floor to grab your phone that ended up by the other wall. You gasped when you grabbed it.

“No!!” You whined, hanging your head and shutting your eyes. “I just bought this one!”

“What?” Shawn asked, now concerned with your reaction. “What happened?”

You show off your screen to Shawn and Brian and they both gasp.

“Wow, that really cracked eh?” Brian asked, pointing to your completely shattered phone screen.

“I’ll fix it,” Shawn shook his head, already dialing Andrew’s number, “Hey, yeah so we need to head to like an apple store or something.” He cringes as Andrew starts to respond. “Um, Y/n’s...I scared her...She threw it...Completely shattered.” He sighs.

“It’s okay,”

“No,” He shakes his head at you, taking the phone from your hand and helping you up off the ground where you were sitting defeated. “Oh sweet, okay yeah we’ll do that.”

He hangs up and looks at you with a soft smile. “First off, I’m sorry Baby.” He pecks your lips quickly. “Andrew is already out so he’s gonna stop by and just pick up a new phone, we just gotta back this one up so you can transfer everything to the new one.”

“Shawn you don’t have to, it’s okay. I can deal with a cracked screen.”

“No, it’s my fault, let me fix it.”

You sigh, nodding and allowing him to do what he feels he needs to do to make this up to you.

“You’re not off the hook by the way, you better sleep with one eye open Mendes, because I’m coming for you.”

“Oh yeah?” He smirks, stepping closer with mischief in his eyes.

“Yeah.” You step away, but the smile and blush on your face giving you away.

“I bet you can’t get me, I’m unprankable.” He chuckles, tickling your sides and planting kissing on your neck as you try to squirm away.

“Unprankable eh?” Brian mutters, looking at Connor who’s now stepped out of the green room to see what the commotion was.

[ankaleski]

haha,,, what if you write anka's perspective on when she first applied to be reis' lab rat,,, jkjk,,, unless? :D

This should be the place. Anka rings the doorbell.

No answer.

She presses the button again.  “Uh. Hello?”

Finally, someone opens the door. Anka looks up to see... a dork. Messy white hair with bright blue bangs, goggles, overalls. This is a certified nerd. “Why are you here?” Dear God, they sound like whiny Kermit. Kermit hitting puberty.

She fumbles through her bag, pulling out a piece of paper. An advertisement. It’s torn on the sides, she couldn’t remove it from the wall she found it on properly. “This you? I dunno anything about uh, fixing things but I’m short on cash.” As if that wasn’t obvious from the everything about her.

“OH! My new lab raaa- assistant!” ....Did they say lab rassistant? “Wait, right off the bat: If I told you I’d steal your arms would you run away or would you let me?”

Anka stared at them wide eyed. “Well, I-”

“If it’s the first one, you can leave.”

....Alright. Um. What’s this guy’s deal? Whatever, she is in no place to decline an opportunity. Even if it will cost her arms. “...Well, I- I mean I’d like to keep my arms but I have this leg you can play around with? That good?” She gestures towards her right leg.

“Hmm. Fair enough. Come in!”

As if this whole ordeal wasn’t weirdly unsettling enough, the inside of the place was worse. It’s so messy. What is this guy even doing? Making meth?

“So... How much you willin’ to pay?” She turns to Mx. Inventor over there.

“..Ehhh, quite a bit, I guess.”

“Damn, thanks. Very specific.” She rolls her eyes. “And what are you planning to do to me?”

“Just test some stuff out, no big deal.” Stealing someone’s arms seems like a pretty big deal. “Now, you mentioned a leg...” They looked at her legs, perhaps a bit too excited. Yikes.

“Woah, chill. It’s just an old, faulty cyber leg.” She kicks the air with it, it makes a weird noise. “See? If you wanted some expensive leg to sell on the black market or something, I’m sorry to disappoint but I’m not the guy you’re looking for.”

“What- No, I’m just looking for people to experiment on.” Not any less worrying. “I have a few stuff I wanna test out, but for that I need, you know, people to test them out on. You’re perfect for the job.”

“That doesn’t sound like what an ‘assistant’ does.”

“Maybe I kinda lied on the flier.”