#fU CK ING me E????

[little-watcher]

ellery I know I'm not there right now and I'm -oh god I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to, I never meant to-

ellery what is happening you can't do this you can't leave me please you promised

@laertesthelocalstranger

you’re n ot dead, th ank god, im- i’m so rry. fu ck, i- laer, i do n’t- i do n’t wa nt to di e, i do n’t kno w wh at’s go ing to ha ppen b ut it hurts, god laer, it hurts s o mu ch. i’m so rry. im so sorry.

[fandomwe1rd0]

Made a fanfic of Morty teaching Rick how to play fnaf after I learned that Morty is canonically a fnaf kid! Please enjoy! This is one of my longer ones!

Rick was hunched over his workbench, working on god knows what. Morty went into the garage "Rick, I need your help with something." Rick looked at him "What?" Morty sighed "I'm having trouble with like this game..." Rick glared at Morty "Seriously? I have m-*burp*-ore important thing to worry about instead of a s-*burp*-tupid fucking game." Morty sighed, ready to accept his defeat, but then he remembered one important thing about Rick, his fragile little ego. Morty leaned against the wall as he checked his nails "I don't know why I asked you...you won't be able to do it." Rick twitched and Morty smirked. Got him. Rick rose up "There's nothing I can't do." Morty nodded "Mhm...sure, ok Rick. Whatever you say." Rick narrowed his eyes "Why are you saying it like that?" "Saying it like what?" Morty asked in a teasing tone, tilting his head. Rick snapped "Like that!" Morty said in his best mock innocent tone that he knew Rick hated "I'm not saying anything, I know you can do anything, well anything except..." Rick's fists clenched "Anything e-*burp*-xcept what!?" Morty smiled "Oh nothing..." Morty's smirk got wider as he heard the old man mumbling, he couldn't hear all of it, but it was something about "reverse psychology" "Morty" and "stupid little shit" Morty knew it would take only one more jab for him to fall into his trap, Morty started leaving the garage "It's fine Rick, I understand if you can't do it, I'll get someone else to hel-" Rick quickly interrupted "If I help you with that fucking game will you stop doing this fu-*burp*-cking shit?" Morty nodded "Mhm!" Rick threw his head back as he sighed and got up, putting his hands in his labcoat's outer pocket. "O-*burp*-kay what is this fucking game?" Morty smiled "C'mon! I'll show you! It's on my laptop!"

Morty practically dragged Rick to his room by his arm. He basically hopped on the bed while Rick just sat at the foot of it. "Now sh-*burp*-ow me this game." Morty handed Rick the laptop and Rick took it. "Five Nights at Freddy's?" Rick coughed "Dumb" Rick coughed again "name." Morty rolled his eyes "As if you have better names! You literally just name everything 'booger aids!'" Rick defended "That's a better name than this!" Morty snapped "Yeah, yeah, yeah. Sure, whatever old man! Just start the night! I'm stuck on night 4." Rick started it and heard the phone guy's voice "Who is-" Morty waved his hand dismissively, "Just mute the call, he's only good for nights 1 and 2, other than that he's useless." Rick asked, "So if there's five nights, why the fu-*burp*-ck do you need my help if you made it this far?" Morty said, "Wellll there's technically 7 nights if you count the bonus nights." Rick rolled his eyes "So w-*burp*-hat do I do?" Morty instructed, "Well, there's 4 animatronics, well 5 if you count Golden Freddy but he doesn't show up all too often." Rick rolled his eyes "Ohhhh wowwwwww. 4 animatronics, this sounds realllyyyy difficult. I can see why you needed Grandpa's help now Morty." Morty rolled his eyes "You never played this so no judging ok!? It's harder than it sounds?!" Rick huffed and then made a gesture for Morty to continue. "So you have the camera, lights, and door. You need the camera for one animatronic in particular, but the more you check it the better. The lights let you know when an animatronic is nearby, and when you close the door, no animatronics can get it." Rick snapped "So why don't I just keep the door closed? There! Done!" Morty sighed "You have a limited power!" Rick sighed "That's not how power works!" Morty pinched the bridge of his nose "This is a game! It doesn't need to be realistic!" Rick groaned "But that's so fuck-*burp*-ing dumb!" Morty sighed "Look, just keep your power or else it's game over. The doors will open and the animatronics will get you!" Rick sighed "The doors would close! It takes power to keep the doors open! This is so fucking st-*burp*-upid and-" Morty quickly interrupted him, he didn't want to hear another one of his rants, "Look, that's just how the game is ok!? You don't have to analyze everything!" Rick crossed his arms and mumbled something about it being "stupid" Morty was about to continue, but then Foxy jump scared them. Oh. Right. He probably should've explained how to play the game before starting the night. Rick jolted back, nearly falling back on the bed, Morty winced, he forgot that his laptop was on full volume, Rick screamed "Jesus Christ! Who the fu-*burp*-ck was that?!"

"There's Foxy the pirate fox, he stays in pirate's cove." Rick sighed "FUCK! I'm scared of pirates!" Morty scoffed "Half the crap we've seen, and you're scared of pirates? Whatever, just check on him regularly and he shouldn't bother you." Rick yelled, "You don't think that might've been valuable information to tell me before I started the night, Morty!?" Morty put his hands up defensively "Well you know now!" Rick crossed his arms "Anything else I need to know before starting the night? Seems like you left out some imp-*burp*- ortant information."

Morty stated, "There's Bonnie the bunny, and Chica the chicken." Rick sarcastically remarked, "Realllll creative names there." Morty glared at him "You gonna let me finish?" Rick made a "Get on with it" gesture, and Morty continued "I'm clumping them together because they are similar, Bonnie and Chica will periodically come closer and closer, you don't need the cameras for them, just close the doors when you see them when you use the light, and eventually they'll leave." Rick complained "That makes no sense! They should stay by and use up all your power so the doors will open, even though the doors opening makes no sense becau-" Morty sighed "Rick please..." Rick scoffed "Just continue." Morty continued "Then we have Freddy the bear, y'know the main guy. He normally doesn't move, but he will kill you if all of your power runs out. He becomes active on night 4, which is the night I'm on, he tends to move slower if you're on camera, it's kinda unknown why, you don't have to have the camera on him though, unlike Foxy. You don't see him in the doors, so just listen for his laugh. Sound is important in this game, which is why I had it on full volume." Rick snapped "They made sound important in a game with loud jumpscares!? That's fucking evil!" Morty bit his lip, he hated that he had to agree with Rick on that one. But it's funny that Rick has killed people, yet considers loud noises in a video game evil. "Next up is Golden Freddy. He's kinda like Freddy, but yellow." Rick clapped slowly "Loving the creativity in this game...A+" Morty glared "Golden Freddy is actually older than Freddy, so there!" Rick asked, "What the fu-*burp*-ck are you talking about?" Morty continued "Well the animatronics have the souls of dead children because the guy who killed them stuffed them inside the suits and like each one-" Morty stopped himself from going full Matpat "I'm not getting into the lore- It's long and complicated if you're curious just look it up on YouTube, anyway Golden Freddy will sometimes show up in your office, just put your camera up quickly and he'll leave." Rick asked "Why would he leave? Why doesn't he just kill you there that makes no sense! He's literally in the office! He should ju-" Morty interrupted him, "It's a game. Don't question the logic. Want me to continue?" Rick sighed but nodded. Morty stated, "Ok that's it! Got any more questions?" Rick shook his head "Nope! This will be cake." Morty rolled his eyes with a fond smile, he hated that he loved Rick's cockiness at times. "Mhm..." Rick cocked on side of his unibrow "You doubtin' me?" Morty stifled a laugh "Maybbeeee." Rick rolled his eyes "Let's make a bet, if I beat this night, you have to do my laundry if a month." Morty rolled his eyes "If you don't, I get to be fully in charge of the next adventure, without using of one my punch cards." Rick rolled his eyes "You're on bitch! I hope you like doing laundry!" Morty just smirked as he took out his hand "Let's shake on it." They shook on it, and Rick started the night.

A few hours later, Beth called out "Rick, Morty, dinner!" Beth got no response, normally Rick would walk out and Morty would yell that he was coming, but this time nothing. She knew they weren't on an adventure since Beth instructed Rick to tell her before they went on an adventure. She checked the garage. Nobody was there. She checked Morty's room. She saw Morty's laptop open on Morty's nightstand, it was on some weird game called "Five Nights at Freddy's." It was on night 4. She looked on the bed and saw Rick had his arms wrapped around Morty while sleeping, both of his hands on Morty's back. Meanwhile Morty was holding onto Rick's arms. Rick's head resting on the top of Morty's head, while Morty's head was resting on Rick's chest, Morty was wearing Rick's lab coat, the sleeves way over his hands, with it buttoned up like an impromptu blanket. Beth rolled his eyes with a smile and closed the door quietly behind her "Sleepyheads."

[biomeedure]

Act 1 pg27 "I-…"

He… He did NOT just- HE DID NOT JUST MOCK YOU! Text vvv

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p. s. :  all you-  yeah, cool!!! dunces and dragons, a very cool dnd reference! me-  but... reigns, tho

[tanukihost]

DONT CALL ME  oU T LIKE THIS

[ledamemangociana]

“you’re the worst. you’re the absolute WORST.”

[father-time-and-baby-new-year]

happy 200! i’m so glad to see your blog grow, it’s one of my favorites and i adore all your writing. i’ve never cried so much and i love the kind of unsettling feeling you write in your fics, it’s perfect in the category of yandere and dark content. in particular, i loved your drabble about shigaraki mourning over a dead reader and i’ve reread that one too many times to count haha! as for asks for headcannons and drabbles, it would be amazing to see that with bully!eren especially since he was such an awful person to the reader. i’d love to see him suffer honestly, but if you don’t want to write it, that’s completely fine! once again, i’m so proud of you for hitting 200! that’s such a huge milestone and hopefully, there will be many more in the future! :)

SYNOPSIS: bully!Eren has to navigate the world without you.

Pairing: Bully!Eren x Fem!Reader

A/N: I can't even explain in words how much I CHEESED at this message like my grin was ear to ear. can't explain how many times I read this. It singlehandedly made my day anon, and to repay you for my happiness....here is some angst. this is a slightly different route than the shiggy one but I hope it still suits you <3

TW: mentions of death, past dubcon/noncon, mentions of trauma, bullying, alcohol addiction, drunk driving, abusive behavior, revenge porn, nonconsensual photography/videography, mentions of infidelity, angst, so much of angst, violent behavior

WC: 2.5k

It's not like Eren had been doing a lot of soul-searching. He's not delusional enough to label his half-assed epiphany of "maybe I'm a shitty person" as soul searching.

It's just the conversation with his very sick mother burned holes through the back of his mind. Carla had asked about you and why you don't come by the house anymore. How she missed baking with you in the kitchen, and how you sweetly smiled whenever you would see soft creamy peaks form in the meringue.

Eren felt like he was swallowing needles as he assured his mother with false truths, that nothing was going on and distance between childhood friends is natural, and if it means so much--ok ok he'll bring you over.

He stays until he sees her chest slowly rising and falling into a gentle asleep. He touches the tip of his ears, unsurprised by how hot it was.

Eren, when you tell a lie, the tips of your ears turn red.

You're not at school the next day. Or the day after that. Or the day after that.

Guilt is not an emotion he feels often but the events of the past weekend replay in his mind. It was just a dumb party that Floch threw, and he was surprised to find you cornered by a trio of thee dunderheads. Like a distorted fairytale, he swept you away from the bad guys like a knight in shining armor, to only shove you in an empty room and demand compensation for playing hero.

Fuck, with that big mouth, you would think that you'd know how to suck cock.

Use your tongue stupid slut. If you use teeth, I'll shove this dick in your ass without any prep.

No, I don't care, you're taking all of it.

There's a video on his camera roll. How could he not record it? You're sobbing, mascara running down your cheeks, looking so beautiful and ruined with jizz smeared at the corner of your mouth. He was brutally fucking your mouth, making you take all of his length.

Breathe through your nose dumb whore. Or else you're gonna run out of air.

You were pleading with whatever garbled sounds you were constricted into producing.

Breathe through your fucking nose. This is for your sake. Otherwise, I don't mind face fucking your lifeless body. You'd be more useful that way anyways.

Eren is conflicted with muting the video because he can't stand to hear himself like that. But he didn't want to miss out on your pitiful whines.

He remembers the distraught expression on your face when he was finally done with you. He tucked himself inside, and sneered, "I've got a girl coming here. Get lost." You looked so fucking distraught. Why? All he did was make you suck his dick. He didn't even fuck you.

He should have. Eren thinks grimly when he stares at your empty desk on the first day you didn't show up to school. He's gotten off to the video more than enough times than he can count over the weekend, and he was aching to see your pretty face twisted into a terrorized expression when he flipped up your skirt to grope your ass.

Kindly, Eren decides he'd allow you to have a rest day. But the second day, Eren pays a visit to your house finding it dark and locked, like no one was home and hadn't been there for a while.

On the third day, you're declared missing.

Your incompetent workaholic mother who finally came home and decided to give a damn reported you missing to the authorities who had scratched their heads because as far as they knew, the pivotal 72 hours were up.

Paradis was surrounded by forests. No one wanted to say it, but they were all thinking it. If you got lost in there, chances are you wouldn't make it out.

Eren wasn't always this admired and fawned over. He had his fair share of behavioral issues that frightened people (not you though, not then at least, not when you were children, and you still came back every day to play).

But when he channeled that anger into sports, there was somewhat of a star in the making, especially for some small-town boy. He was becoming extremely popular, and that's nice and all, but at the end of the day, he has a mother whose health was taking a sharp decline. He was constantly under stress, stress that he took out on you.

Where did his favorite stress-ball go?

It's all fucking surreal. Having detectives in the school. Not that there were many students to question (because christ, did you even have any friends after Eren turned everyone against you?).

Eren was questioned. He can't help but mirthfully chuckle. Maybe this was your grand plan, maybe you were able to finally sort out a mountain of evidence against him. If you were going to fuck him over, didn't you want to see it happen with your own two eyes?

The dark-haired boy wishes that was true. If you had gotten your revenge, would you be here? No, revenge isn't the right word. If you got any justice for what he made you suffer, would you come back?

Hi, I'm Detective Hange. I would like to ask you some questions today. You're Eren Yeager, right?

Yes, that's me.

How do you know ___?

We were childhood friends. We're uh, we're not as close anymore.

When was the last time you saw her?

Friday night at Floch's party-

-Floch Forster right? There were a number of kids there from your school.

Yeah. It was a big party. She uh, doesn't usually come to parties but she was there that night.

You were the last person to be seen with her. Other kids have said that they saw you and her entering a room together, and then only her leaving the said room.

[Sigh] Yeah we sorta...hooked up.

I thought you said you guys weren't close anymore.

You can be not close to someone and still hook up with them.

But you guys were close once right?

Yeah. Once.

The dark-haired boy asks if he was under any suspicion. The detective waves their hand in a dismissive gesture, “If her diary tells us anything, it’s only that she really liked you.”

Were detectives even allowed to divulge that sort of information? Eren doesn’t know but the stray detail that they offered off-handedly made him feel like he was swallowing needles.

At that point, Eren honestly still doesn't believe you're gone. You had a habit of running away, even when you were little kids, but you always came back.

Still, he participates in the search parties with a renewed vigor, even going alone in the forest with a flashlight on most nights.

And he's just so fucking tired. The darkest crevice of his mind almost wishes you were dead because this ignorance was just agony. Almost. Because he still clings to the feeling that one day, he’ll stroll into class and find you in your seat in the back of the class, looking out the window like some cliche shojo manga protagonist.

There are folders and folders on his phone. Albums. The most recent one is dedicated to your crying face as you were choking on his dick. Earlier albums are composed of creepshots of your panties, of that obscene o-face, of your skirt flipped up and your ass cheeks, pictures of your cleavage, videos of you thrashing as he dunked your head into toilets like a villainous middle school bully.

Pictures of your neck covered in hickeys, your naked breasts, ass cheeks striped with red after getting spanked, your leaking cunt, just endless and endless media dedicated to pieces and pieces of your body like you were never a whole person.

The earliest ones though tell a different tale, from off-guards to your drooling face as you napped in the middle of the day.

He has a favorite picture. Your eyes are watery from the cold, snowflakes stuck between lashes, nose and cheeks flushed red, and you're smiling. Smiling right to the camera. Right at him.

"Eren, are you taking a picture?" You asked, bouncing in place, giddy that it was finally snowing.

"Not of you, shut up. Get out of the way." His voice is gruff but not harsh.

You laughed and jumped into frame anyway, and the bright streetlamp behind you made you seem like you were wearing a halo.

He wishes he had more pictures of you being...yourself. Because now your crying face displayed over countless pixels haunt him. But like a fucking degenerate, he still jerks off to all the nudes he coerced from you. Sometimes he cries when he's jerking off which is probably the most pathetic thing he's ever done. This is what you've reduced him to.

He hates the sound of his own voice.

Breathe through your fucking nose. This is for your sake. Otherwise, I don't mind face fucking your lifeless body. You'd be more useful that way anyways.

Eren goes through the motions of life without really feeling like he's in the moment. Seasons change and time flies. His mother dies, and his withdrawn father dies a year later. He proposes to Mikasa because it's something he was always supposed to do. She loves him unconditionally, so even when he doesn't put any effort into the relationship but proposes, she says yes hoping he'll change and be a good husband.

He doesn't go to his parents' funerals because they're already dead. What's the point. He doesn't visit the candlelight vigils in your honor either. After tearing his ACL again and a somewhat traumatic injury, he kisses his pro-football career goodbye. To be totally honest, he's relieved. Because he had gotten quite bored, and maybe he was looking for excuses to quit the entire time. It's not like you'd be cheering on the bleachers anyways.

Mikasa has an affair, more out of a desire to see her fiancé feel something for her as opposed to any burning lust. But when she asks him if he's ever cared at all, with tears springing out of her eyes, he's just calmly drinking his fifth of whisky.

The dark-haired man doesn't even look up, "Let's break up."

"Is this about her, huh? Fucking get over it already Eren. She's GONE. And you have some big fucking audacity moping about her death like you weren't making her cry in the bathroom stalls every fucking day you piece of shit."

"Get out."

"You know what, I bet she killed herse-"

SMASH

The dark-haired woman doesn't finish her rant because the whiskey bottle smashes on the wall next to her head, sending glass everywhere and staining the carpet amber. She's unharmed, knowing it wasn't Eren's intention to hit her but Jesus Christ, what a monster.

She packs her bags and leaves the town like she should have a long time ago. All her friends had left years before and she stayed behind because that's where Eren was. She thanks her lucky stars that they didn't marry.

It's funny because he had always imagined himself being the first to move out of their small town, but he's the one staying. He can't leave this place. feels too tethered to ever leave. Every diner and liquor store is saturated with memories of you. He remembers buying cigarettes and exhaling the smoke to your face to piss you off in empty parking lots.

Maybe he stays in case you'll come back.

Eren's days consist of alcohol-fueled hazes. He doesn't know how his liver is still functioning. He doesn't know he's still alive after crashing his car into a tree when he was drunk out of his mind. He was on his way to get some more vodka.

He barely recognizes himself in the mirror anymore, not that he looks at himself much. His hair is long, nestled around his shoulder because he couldn't be bothered to cut it, dark circles under viridian eyes, and a perpetual stubble on his jaw.

His parents had left quite a sizable inheritance so there's no need to work but he's good with his hands. Likes crafting up birdhouses and cabinets, and occasionally does odd jobs around the neighborhood, never charging the elderly.

He's under the sink, tinkering with a wrench against the pipes when he hears the old lady coo at him.

"We're so lucky to have you Eren. I'm surprised a handsome young man like yourself doesn't have a special lady. The girls must be lining up at your door!"

The dark-haired man winces, and offers no comment, knowing that that the older lady was susceptible to long tangents.

"You know, we're getting a new neighbor." Eren grunts as a response. "They're young, I've heard. Isn't that exciting? Oh my, Eren! I think they're gonna be living in the house right next to yours..."

He tunes out the rest of the conversation because doesn't really care. He just hopes his new neighbors are quiet.

It's Sunday noon when obnoxious noises of moving trucks and people wake him up from his deep slumber. Eren's annoyed to wake up despite the fact he's probably been sleeping over 15 hours. He oscillates between getting too much sleep and getting none, his sleeping habits completely dependent on his dreams.

His nightmares are too visceral, visions of your corpse asking him if he'd enjoyed hollowing your soul with his teeth.

His dreams are achingly sweet. You in your prom gown, shining so iridescently like diamonds were sewn into the silk. He's dancing with you, holding you close, and then after you guys go to your favorite diner and gorge on burgers and milkshakes.

There's a peal of distinctly feminine laughter that stirs up Eren's senses. He's so pathetic, was the mere sound of a woman laughing getting him excited?

He sighs. He thinks of the whore he's frequently visited because of her resemblance to you. Hair color, skin color, face shape--with enough alcohol, he could really convince the person beneath him, was you. Maybe it's time to give her a call, but she's gotten so fucking needy and he hated how her voice didn't match yours.

The green-eyed man peers from the lace curtains, irritated by the brats playing on his lawn. A full family next door? Great, just what he needs.

The friendly knock on his door breaks him out of his daze. He contemplates whether he should answer but on the second more muted knock, he lets his feet guide him.

He turns the knob.

And Eren Yeager completely shatters.

Because it's you isn't it? You're the person standing in front of him? He can hear what you're saying but he doesn't really register it, soaking in the cadence of a voice he had long forgotten because all he had were pleading whimpers and frenzied moans stored on his cell.

He's shaking. Is he dreaming? He's dreaming, right? He knows it's you. You're older, far more beautiful than he's ever seen you. You have a different hairstyle, wearing clothes he would have mocked you for, and there's this joyfulness within you that makes you glow.

There's a mess of emotions electrifying in the pits of his stomach from euphoria, anger, and dread. He could feel his skin growing clammy like he was about to vomit at any second.

"Hey, are you all right?"

Doe eyes full of concern peer up at him. He voices out the syllables of your name like a desperate prayer.

You tilt your head to the side, "How do you know my name?"

[terrifyingtyranny-blog]

everyone and their mother + their cat :  RETRO KINGDOM!!! NEW DONK CITY!!! me in the corner :  cap kingdom...!

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cherry bomb; the game

↣  welcome to Cherry Bomb! in this game you must avoid the cherry bombs to live and move onto the next level. if you get hit, you’ll have to start again. are you ready to try your skills? go ahead, click play...

      ↣  (click for better quality) + (also, it just so happens that this font kinda makes the letter “m” look like an “n” so ??? idk?? but yeah, please know: I KNOW HOW TO SPELL ITS JUST THE FONT ?? anyway--

      ↣  hi, hello, if you repost this i will literally die and then haunt you and never let you hear the end of how long this took me make because it literally took me 2+ weeks to make i’m actually being serious i will literally D I E and H A U N T you till you can’t even remember a time without my spirit ??? 

[inevitablc-blog]

i dont know what killed me more but i am fucking dead

[lee-osbourne]

it's clear that prince doesn't want to be around you anymore. no one does :)

...Ye ah, m aybe the y do n't. I wou ldn 't blam e th em. I ha ven't re all y do ne m uch to wa rran t an yone wa ntin g anyth ing to do w ith me. My dad sur e di dn't wa nt me, A sher le ft me behin d, and no bod y rea lly bot hers to vis it me. Bu t you kn ow w hat? I don 't giv e a fu ck any more :) Wh ether th ey w ant me or not, it doe sn't f ucki ng ma tter, beca use th ey're stu ck wit h me. If t hey di dn't wan t to ha ve to dea l with me, m aybe th ey shou ld 've just le ft me alo ne in the f irst damn pla ce.

[dacreshoney]

chapter 2 things in common

chapter 2 of my new stranger things/billy Hargrove x reader series

summary: The new kid on the block billy Hargrove, the two baddest kids in Hawkins catch each other eyes, billy realises he might not want to just f**** and chuck Y/N and some serious tension between the two 

warnings: flirting/smut, swearing and actions some people may not agree with - mentions of abuse and drugs

Drink driving - do not do 

(I do not condone any behaviours)

read to find out more

(sorry to skip a few) a few weeks into the story - you and billy had started to get to know each other a little more, both of you didn't really want a relationship, well that's what you told yourselves anyway. You and Harrington had made up after your summer fling, you both decided you were better as friends after he had told you about him getting closer to one of the kids in your neighbourhood you babysat, dustin - demegorg story (will go into detail in a few chapters later) 

You and billy had made your way to some cliffs in Hawkins and made yourselves comfy in Billys camaro watching over the cliffs as the sun sets, you had been talking for hours and hours. The past few weeks billy has been your getaway when things got rough and him to you, with neither of you really going into detail about what, you just clicked together like a missing puzzle piece. 

after a few hours you set off back to your house and billy spoke:

“ I like you, first girl in this sh** hole that hasn't fell at my feet or will do or say anything to please me” billy uttered to you as he placed one arm over the chair behind your head. 

“that sure of yourself hey Hargrove?” you laughed as you pulled up outside your house and looked into his eyes, you noticed your dad had just arrived back to the house in his sheriffs car, you tried your best to avoid eye contact with him.  you hadn't gone into much detail about who your dad was or what he did, didn't want to scare the poor boy off. 

“dads the sheriff huh? best stay clear then” billy laughed as he removed his arm from the back of the chair. 

“the sh*****t one going, so you don't need to worry a pretty hair on your head”  I claimed 

Billy looked at you a little concerned to the tone of how you spoke about your dad and asked “not so keen on your old man I've gathered?” 

before you knew it, words just started to blurt out, you felt comfortable with billy and you had an inkling he would have a very similar response. 

“to be honest, he's not much of a great old man, really needs to search the word dad up in the dictionary” 

Billy looked a little confused at first, but could link two and two when it came to dysfunctional relationships and he spoke gently “you know, I know what you mean with the not so good on the daddy department, but you know Y/N if you ever need anything, my blue little Camaro is only a block away” 

You giggled at billy, he always knew what to say to make you drift out of those depressing episodes, you lent over and gave him a peck, your lips touching slightly, you both had craved just that little bit of touch for a few weeks, but you'd never want to admit it. You both just looked dat each other, taking it no further and you replied: 

“ thanks billy, you know I really do appreciate it, not so mr tough guy after all huh?” you smiled as you stepped out the car giving billy a quick wave as you headed towards your house. 

You entered your house to then be bombarded with questions and a drunk dad raising his hand to the right of your head, slamming the door shut, he shouted 

“ who the f**k was that you little sl*t” 

“ nn.. no.. no one dad” you said whimpering as you tried to move away, he pushed you against the door and held you by the throat and shouting again, spitting in your face; 

“don't you lie to me you wh**e, I saw you with that piece of trash from round the block, you know I've had one or two complaints from his house, I should of known you'd be involved with him, huh so what is it? hmm..” he pressed on to you, getting right into your face as you had tears coming to your eyes, you had officially had enough of the sh**, your dad continued to hound you “ ANSWER ME you cu*t”  he shouted one more time, breaking his glass bottle and catching your arm with it, trying to teach your a lesson, your neck has started to bruise a little from the pressure of his hands. Then that was it, it just released, you scream in which it pushed him back into the sofa, like a wave of Ange and power forcing him off you, and screamed “ I said, get the hell off me” .. 

you ran to your room, locking the for behind you, you went to your wardrobe , finding anything you could to put in a bag and on, you couldn't stay there any longer than you had to. You fixed yourself up, tried to hide the bruising and cuts but you were chugging down the vodka you had in your room so you really couldn't tell what the hell you was doing. you knew where you were heading and that was heathers party. 

||outfit choice below||

As much as you ached, you looked sexy and you knew it, you would of took the jacket off but then people would see the cuts and bruises. You jumped out your window and headed towards your car, where you couldn't even function the key fob you were that pissed. The engine started and let’s say, its a good job you were the sheriffs daughter because that driving was not road legal. 

You arrived at heathers, you jumped out your car which you attempted to park, in which you failed miserably. Making your way through the crowd, stumbling a little you spotted him, that's right, Billy Hargrove with his left arm raised and leaning right over Tammy’s head, most likely flirting. you locked eyes straight away and he could tell you were pissed at him, you rolled your eyes and stormed off to find Steve. Steve was leaning against the kitchen island and you slurred to him “hey babe, fancy pouring me a drink” as you lent your arm over his shoulders, Steve hesitant at first as he could tell you were drunk but then he gave in as you gave him your famous puppy dog eyes that no one could every day no to. You and billy liked to play games with each other, that was your thing, at least sober you could handle it or at least pretend to handle it, you played each other and tried to make the other jealous. It sure as hell had worked, you knew you were starting to fall for him, but you could never admit it to yourself. Both of you were so alike, but you would never admit that. 

‘ songs playing next are - rock you like a hurricane scorpions - no one like you by scorpions and running up that hill Kate bush’ 

Billy saw you dancing with Steve, so he then grabbed Tammy by the waist and started dancing with her, slightly grinding at her waist. He knew this would send you over the edge with him, but he just wanted you to come over and admit that to him. You were going to flip, until you knew exactly what to do to piss him off, there was one thing billy and you had done together and he knew how you were when you were on drugs, flirtatious, forward and completely let loose. you headed towards Tommy who you knew would be right near billy so he could overhear you.

“hey Tommy, you want to do a bag?” you stumbled towards Tommy, leaning against him with your hands on his shoulders. Tommy looked straight at billy, those two weren't on the greatest terms at the moment so he obliged with Y/N request. Tommy placed his c*ke onto his finger in which you sniffed in one, billy was furious and stormed over to the kitchen. The c*ke had hit and you were completely in a haze, now for phase two of pissing billy off, no care in the world you got up onto the pole stand in heathers living room, her mum did pole so everyone loved her for that. You started to dance seductively on the pole, more eyes heading your way as you started to tease and take off your jacket, not realising you still had the cuts and bruises. 

No one like you scorpions playing: 

There's no one like you I can't wait for the nights with you I imagine the things we'll do I just want to be loved by you

Billy’s POV:

you had had it, Y/N was up to her usual tricks tonight, you wish shed had just come up to you when she saw you with Tammy, if only she knew what you were talking about. No flirting involved, but typical Y/N jumping to conclusions yet again. 

.....

soon as Y/N asked Tommy for a bag you knew you had to watch her every move, only you two together had experienced that, the free emotions and movements you had with each other, the way you felt with each other, it was only meant for you two. Billy had turned to find Y/N dancing on the pole in the living room, his blood started to boil as he watched her start to tease he had to do something, he realised there was blood on her arm, he paced over straight away, dragging her outside before anyone else could see. This was his girl and no way in hell would he let anyone take advantage of her. 

Y/N POV: 

“I swear to god billy, get your f*c*ing hands off me” you screamed as billy dragged you by the arm to the outside porch. billy faced to turn you, his veins popping out his head when he gets angry and shouted 

“im not fu*c*ing letting go until you tell me what the f*ck you are playing at, first dancing with Harrington, then sniffing and don't get me started on the pole.. and lastly you wanna explain these cuts on your arm?” 

“why do you care hargrove huh? you basically were in Tammy hem brooks fu*c*ing pants early, go back and fu*k her, but thank you for noticing and pretending to care about my welfare” you hiccuped as you tried to walk down the porch. Billy chased after you and shouting right back 

“no I fuc*ing wasn't, if you actually had come up to me instead of playing easy with Steve, you'd of found I was turning her down because of you”

You harshly turned round to face him, without wanting to throw up with how fast you spun around and said “ don't you dare call me easy and two sorry to ruin your whoring, make sure you go apologise to Tammy for me, sorry I'm not one of these girls billy that jumps straight into your bed at the drop of a hat”

the screaming and shouting carried on for a few minutes, you ended up screaming right at billy, unknowingly letting loose of some of your powers again, some of the street lights shattered: you had made a larger crack in the gate to the upside down. Billy placed his hand on your throat in which he instantly regretted and you said “get your hands off me now billy, don't you ever touch me like that again I swear to god” billy shook at what he just witnessed and two the fact he had done something he never thought he would do and that was raise a hand to someone he loves. 

“you ever raise a hand to me like that again billy and you are dead to me, you got it” you moved your body away, your eyes tearing up. Tears streamed out of his eyes and anger hit when he restored his eyes back to the cuts and bruises,

“ who the fu*k did that to you Y/N?” he questioned with worry, billy had told you about his dad Neil and what he did to billy, you had never really let on about your dad because you tried to be there for him as much as possible without going into your own problems. 

“ not the only one with an abusive dad now are you billy” you sarcastically replied. Billy tried to ignore the sarcasm and instantly felt concerned and worried for Y/N safety. 

“I will kill him Y/N and the lights, what the f*ck happened there?” 

“don't pretend you care billy please, I don't need you lying to me, if all you was is to get me into bed then you can f*ck right off” I stormed off 

“ i’m not lying Y/N, ffs why don't you believe me?”  he chased after you 

“then why billy huh? why do you care?” you questioned laughing as you walked off

“because I fu*c*ing love you Y/N god dammit” and there it was, billy had finally let loose of his feelings for the first time in his life since his mother left. You both paused and looked each other in the eyes, the arguing had sobered you up a little and you realised what he had said. 

“I love you billy” 

You both jumped at each other passionately, leaping into one another arms and you touched lips, wrapping your legs around his waist, not leaning the kiss. You both had made your way to your car, rustling about to find your keys and open the door. You made yourselves comfy in the back seats, taking off each others clothes, all billy could could do was stare and admire your body, tracing his finger tips over the scars all the way down your belly. He then placed kissed from your breasts to the lining on your panties. You let out a moan in which sent shivers down billy’s spine at the thought of pleasing you. 

“you like that princess?” billy asked, kissing and licking your lining as he looked you straight in the eyes, all you could do was moan his name and plead for more

“yesss billy, uhh please”

“please what princess, huh? what do you want from me” billy muttered, his head between your thighs, placing kisses along the slit of your parts, gently edging his tongue to your clit.

“fu*k billy, fu*k me please” you pleaded with him, edging your head up to push him on the other side of the seat, placing yourself between his legs for a change, kissing his torso: training scratch marks down his belly with your fingernails, this man was yours and you were going to make sure he and everyone knew it. Billy was loving every second, you placed your mouth on the tip of his cock edging your tongue out and swirling it around the tip driving him wild. He grabbed your hair with his hand and tugged your head bag with dominance and said 

“don't play with me baby” billy smiled, biting his lip

“or what huh, what you going to do to me” I played on the words. After that billy pulled you up onto his lap, placing you on his bulge and pressing his body into yours ready in position. “

you sure you wanna do this baby? its not your first time is it?” billy asked, searching for a condom in his wallet, you placed your hands on his cheek and gave him a soft kiss and muttered 

“more than ready billy and no its not my first, does that bother you?” you asked, billy smiled and kissed your forehead and claimed 

“nothing you do would ever bother me, besides I like a woman with a little experience” 

you smiled at each other, then both ready he edge his tip slightly into your core, soaking wet you Mae his access a little easier with how tight you were around him. “f*ck Y/N, ride me baby, show me I'm yours” billy moaned into your ear, every motion edging him further. You continued to ride him, picking up your pace, getting a little rough you made scratches on his chest and placed your hand on his throat, choking him a little as you neared your peak. Billy gave you a smirk as you choked him as he grabbed your ass and clenched it as he starting pumping his cum into you. both reaching your climax you both panted into each others necks slowly releasing from each other. 

“ I meant what I said you know” billy spoke softly, holding your chin upwards to face him, “I love you Y/N Johnson”

you gave him a kiss in which you replied “and I love you billy hargrove” 

[wldthoughtz]

Mine

Roman Reigns Sm*t

"What do you think?" The stylist ask me as I check myself out in the mirror.

"Sandra you really outdid yourself! I love it!!" I reply smiling at her while adjusting the tiny shorts from my new ring gear.

"Thank you! I'm so happy you like it! Good luck out there!" She smiles at me walking out of my dressing room.

"Thanks," I call out as I fluff up my big curly hair and grab my championship before Making my way out of my dressing room.

"Wow lass! You look Devine!" I hear someone yell from down the hall followed by a whistle. Looking down the hallway I notice Finn and Seth checking me out.

"He's right doll you look ravishing!" Seth smirks as I make my way closer to them.

"Thanks guys!" I giggle twirling the end or my hair.

"Give us a spin lass" Finn smirks taking my hand and spinning me slowly giving them a full view of my gear.

Once I'm back to facing them I noticed Finn's lip is inbetween his teeth, while Seth has his hand pushed back through his hair and gazing at me in awe.

"Damn darling," Seth whispers pulling me to his chest pushing his front into me as Finn press himself firmly to my back and I immediately feel his prominent bulge against me.

"Woah!! Down boys!" I scold pushing away from both of them scowling.

They both smirk at me as Finns arms reaches out for me again but I manage to step back into a hard chest. I feel big warm hands circle my waist and notice Finn and Seth pale.

"Babyyyyy," I squeal out turning around still embraced to face my man.

"Hey sweetness," he smiles down at me before I pull him into a passionate kiss. One of his hands slip down from around my waist and squeezes my butt through the small shorts, causing me to gasp against his lips. I break away from him panting notice his smile turns sour when he glances back at our audience.

"Who am I fu**ing up first?" Roman growls out wrapping his arm firmly around my waist.

"Sorry Mate, we were just messing with her." Finn stammers starting to walk backwards.

"Yeah man harmless teasing!" Seth words rush out as he's stepping back.

"I clearly saw both of you put your hands on MY woman... If I ever see that sh*t again the demon king will be dethroned and the architect will need reconstruction." He snarled at them.

They both gulped stepping further back away from Roman and I.

"You puppies can go now, cus the big dog is here and this..." he squeezes my ass again making sure they could see,"this is my yard." He growls taking a step forward.

They both quickly take off down the hall, not daring to look back.

Turning up to face Roman I notice a scowl on his face as he stares down the hallway that they had scurried down. "Baby it's okay." I soothed him wrapping my arms around his waist.

He doesn't respond but breaks away and makes his way down the hall into my dressing room before coming back with my leather jacket. "Put this on and keep it on." He mutters holding my belt as he watches me slip it on.

"Let's go," He grumbled out, handing me back my title and intertwining our hands.

We made our way down through backstage towards the gorilla. As soon as we walked up Jinder Mahal was already in the ring and Alexa was walking out to do her entrance.

I looked up at him and saw a deep frown etched on his face as he gazed forward. "You know I don't like anyone touching what's mine." He grumbled out not breaking his gaze from the black curtain.

I released his hand and stood infront of him reaching up to cup his cheeks, "I know baby... but you know how they are. They wer-AH!" I squeaked as I was quickly pressed hard into to the wall next to us.

Romans hand kept me caged into the wall as he stared down at me with blazing eyes. "I don't give a fuck if they were playing or not! No one touches what's mine!! Not even you!" He growls down at me, one of his hands trails down and cups my mound through the thin shorts causing me to gasp.

I let out a soft moan as he puts more pressure on my mound. His face is directly infront of mine and his eyes boar into mine, "You Are Mine. And anyone who forgets that... Can get fucked up!" He snarled out before pressing his lips hard to mine.

The sound of his entrance music finally breaks him away from me, leaving me breathing heavily. He fixes his Intercontinental championship before he smirks at me and sends me a teasing wink as he steps out.

I'm still panting by the time I hear his music die down. I quickly compose myself as I hear my music start and I make my way out. "Two can play at this game Roman Reigns" I whisper to myself shrugging of my jacket.

I walk out of gorilla and fluff up my hair giving a flirty smile, before I strut down the ramp blowing kisses to the audience who are cheering and whistling. I notice Roman' fiery eyes dont break contact with me as I make my way up the metal ring stairs. He slips one of his legs on the ropes and sits down on it holding it open for me with his hand. I send him a wink before I slowly slip through, bending fully down and making sure my butt is pointed at him. I hear a low growl as I make my way to the ropes, strutting my pose and flashing my women championship belt.

I hand the referee my belt and make my way to our corner for our match to begin.

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"1...2...3. Ding, Ding, Ding." I slip through the ropes quickly as Roman rolls off of Jinder clutching his side as he stands.

"You did it baby!" I smile up at him as he pulls me into his side.

"No we did it!" He smiles down at me as the ref hands us our belts.

His music blasts through the building as we make our way backstage.

Roman pulls open the door to my dressing room and holds it open for me, "You sure you're good?" He asks looking down at me as I pass him.

"Baby I'm fine! I'll just be a little bruised tomorrow." I muttered to him as I pulled him down for a kiss before making my way inside. "If anyone should see a medic it's you, those ribs took a bad beating."

"Nah I'll just OD on painkillers later." He replied and I could almost hear the smirk on his face.

I herd the door close as I placed my belt on the vanity. I stood infront of the mirror checking out my outfit and pulling down the shorts that had risen up.

I turn and notice him layed back on the couch, his eyes trained on my body. His folded championship rested on his lap as he crossed his arms behind his head.

I swayed my hips as I slowly made my way to him. "You know... you haven't said anything about my new ring gear." I whispered lowly as I picked up the championship and swung it over my shoulder before sinking down onto his lap.

His hands immediately fell down to my waist as he pulled me closer to him. His prominent buldge pressed to me causing us both to grunt softly. "You look good like that. All s*xy and with my belt around you... I don't like the gear tho." He grumbled out in his deep sultry voice, "to much skin."

A small smile played on my face as I placed his belt on the side table next to us. My hands circled up through his hair. "I knew you wouldn't like it so that's why I picked it." I breathed out as I felt one of his big hands circle my waist and pull me tight to him so we were chest to chest. His other hand slipped into the back of my gear shorts and grabbed my bare ass hard causing me to gasp.

"Yeah?" He mumbled against my neck as he placed kisses on the side of my neck, "you like fu**ing with me. Hm?" He hummed suckling my neck, "I bet you like it. Seeing men drool over you... you like showing off this body don't cha? You like seeing me angry and jealous right?" He growls and squeezes my ass hard.

"Uhu..." I moan into his ear hearing him groan. "F*ck!" I squeal as he bucks his hips up into me. He presses his lips to me and ignited a fiery makeout session. His arms slip up my back and I feel his hand wrap around the back straps of my top before a loud snap echoes through the room.

"Roman!" I gasp out as I feel the support of my breast vanish. "Are you kidding me!? That was new!" I whine out causing his smirk to deepen. One of his hands grasps the loose fabric from inbetween my breasts and tosses it behind me.

A hard gasp leaves my lips as I'm quickly lifted into his arms and tossed back onto the coach.

His hungry eyes glaze my practically bare body as he begins to undress. Once he's completely bare he picks up my phone from out of the side table and lifts the camera to snap a few pictures of me. My teeth sink into my bottom lip and my hands reach up and cup by breast.

"Fuck... i just sent that to myself... that's definitely my new lock screen" I hear him breath out as he tosses his phone to the side and climbs over me.

His lips meet mine in a passionate kiss before they begin to trail down my body. My fingers dig into his brod shoulders as he places wet kisses down to my breasts. Once at my breasts he immediately attaches his mouth to one of my hard pink nipples, gently biting and sucking before licking around my breast and moving to the other side. My head flys back as moans and gasps leave my lips. Roman continued to worked my nipples, massaging one while busily lapping at the other.

A loud squeak leaves my lips as he bites down hard on one of my nipples and his hand flies up to cover my mouth. "Shhh!" He growls up at me. I nod my head against his hand and his lips continue down my body. His tongue slides out of his lips and it circles around my belly button causing me to arch off the leather coach. He's lips trail further down my body slowly.

My eyes are closed tightly as I bask in the sensation of his lips and rough hands on my skin. I feel his hands wrap around the band of my shorts to pull them down. The sound of tearing rips through the room causing my eyes to fly open.

"Roman!! Are you serious?! Again! " I growl at him. His only reply is a sly smirk as he tosses the shredded fabric.

He pulls my legs further apart and I hear him groan as he takes in my bare state, "damn... all mine." He groans running his rough finger down my slit. "All this sweetness for me." He growls out.

"Only you," I breath out looking into his lusty eyes.

"Damn right." He growls before lower his face to kiss me firmly on the lips before making his way back down my body.

"Romannn" I whined out as he began teasing me. He ignored my glistening center and kissed and licked my inner thigh, I felt his mouth travel to the other side where he licked and gently bit the inside of my other inner thigh inching closer to where I needed him most only to avoid it again. "Roman if you don't stop teasing me I'm going to go find Finn or Set-!" I moaned out loudly not being able to finish my sentence when he growled, burring his face deep in me.

His lips immediately started sucking on my clit hard before running his tongue up and down my wet slit. Gasping, I looked down as he extends his tongue and pushed it deep inside of me.

I felt him put his hands on my as* pulling me closer to him, he massaged my as* roughly while keeping his tongue buried in my wet slit. The intense pleasure he was giving me with his mouth made me feel like I was slipping in and out of consciousness and I could hear the slurping sounds emanating from between my legs. My hips were bucking wildly as I ground my mound roughly into his face. "Roman!" I gasped loudly at my first orgasm.

He held down my thighs as I tried to move away and he began to lick up and down my slit again not giving me time to recover. This time, he put two fingers inside of me and curled them upwards, while working his tongue over my clit hard and fast. Every nerve in my body felt like it was on fire. I always appreciated his talented tongue and how he drove me crazy. He was able to get two more orgasms before I finally managed to pushed him away.

While I was breathlessly coming down and trying to regain my senses, I watched him climb up over me before capturing my lips with his. His face and beard were shiny with my juices, and i felt his tongue plunged into my mouth, I could taste myself during our very erotic kiss. While his tongue was exploring my mouth, I felt his long thick erection press against the inside of my thigh and I suddenly realized that he hadn't come yet. I pulled away still breathless and pushed at his chest signaling him to move.

Yet he made no attempt to move, "Roman move let me-," I started before being cut of by his lips pressing down to mine.

"No baby we'll have time for that later tonight... right now I need you," He mumbled down at me stroking my hair.

I nodded up at him and his lips connected once again to mine. He took his shaft in his hand and I felt him run the head up and down my wet slit. I moaned softly into his mouth as he positioned himself right above my opening and slipped the head inside and then powerfully pushed forward, instantly opening and filling me. I pulled my mouth away from his gasping and moaning loudly in pain and pleasure. Almost instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his waist as he started to slowly thrust in and out of me.

He began to move inside of me with a slow and steady pace of long even strokes. He moved forward and I felt his weight on top of me sensually crushing my breasts against his chest. I moved my hips up to meet his thrusts and began to see stars as I felt another orgasm rock my body.

Seeing my release, he growled and began pumping furiously into me. As he quickened the pace, I began to thrust my hips up hard against him. Both of us were grunting and sweating profusely as he f*cked me hard and fast. I started screaming as another powerful orgasm overtook me and my body shook almost uncontrollably as Roman continued his powerful thrusts.

Black spots began to take over my vision as I clenched and unclened around him. He groaned out and his thrust started getting sloppy. Her growled and bit into my neck hard as he came hard spilling his hot seed deep inside of me. He continued thrusting deep into me make sure I took every last drop before finally pulling out.

He sat up on the couch and pulled me up on his lap, Both of us panting and breathless. "You good?" He asked me tucking my hair ear.

Nodding I cuddled in his chest feel tiredness fall on my body. He kissed the top of my head and help me close to him. After gaining some energy back he dressed and left to his dressing room to shower and pack so we could head to the hotel.

I also quickly jumped in the shower and blow dried my hair. After I changed into a pair of tight denim blue jeans and a short cropped Roman reigns hoodie the covers barely below my sports bra. I paired my outfit with black thigh-high suede boots.

Once I had everything packed in my suitcase I heard the door open and a fresh, clean Roman Reigns glides in. He looked extremely hot in his tight black T-shirt and dark denim jeans. His hair was pulled back into a tight bun and the smell of his delicious cologne spread throughout the room.

"Damn Babygirl," he whistles coming over to me and spinning me before wrapping his hands around my bare waist. "Why do you always look so good? Huh?"

"Because I have to keep up with you," I smiled pulling him down for a kiss.

"Nah Baby you're way out of my league," he smiled down at me. "You ready princess? I knew you would take a little longer so my bags are already in the car. That way I can help you carry your stuff"

"Smart man," I giggled up at him stroking his beard. He chuckled and sent me a wink before leaving my side to pick up my suitcase. He made his way over to the door holding it open for me like the gentleman he was.

Once the door was closed he pulled my suitcase with one hand while is other hand tucked itself into one of the back pocket of my jeans. We walked down the long hallway to the garage and were met with Finn and Seth. Their eyes immediately landed on me. Their gaze grazed my body that was displayed in tight clothes. Roman pulled me tighter to his side, "See you chumps next week." He smirked pulling me along with him. I couldn't help the giggle that left my lips that caused Roman to chuckle as well.

We made it to the car and he loaded up my bags before joining me in the car. His hand was placed firmly on my thigh as he turned to face me, "Just so we're clear... I don't care what you wear baby. You have an amazing body that you work hard to maintain and you deserve to show it off... That is as long as you remember who you belong too." He mumbled leaning closer to me. "You got that?"

"Always," I smiled at him reaching over to place a firm kiss on his lips. "As long as you keep reminding me who I belong to," I breathed out against his lips.

A devious smirk made its way to his lips as his hand slid up to cup my mound, "That ain't no problem baby... as a matter a fact I'm going to get us to that hotel right now and remind you all night long who you belong to." He growled nipping my lips.

"I'm down with that," I winked at him. He shook his head smiling before cupping my chin and placing a delicate kiss on my lips.

Our lips broke apart slightly and he rested his forehead on mine. "I love you," I breathed out against his lips.

His smile grew wide as he placed another soft kiss on my lips. "I love you too laʻu masiofo (my Queen)," he smiled widely.

(I don’t own any of the Gifs)

[akatsuki-no-yona14]

I wanna invite you to the scum villain's fandom

BUT SAY NO TO SPOILERS

So not a spoiler... Kind of my character introduction- Reading the scum villain u will come across a high in demand green shizun (-_-)known as the cucumber bro with a obliviously disturbed mind misunderstanding love for killing intents, but caution he is highly addictive u might fall in love cases of stealing his corpse have also been reported, #no.1 shizun's demon lord cook- luo binghe (the sheep🐑 disciple ...though I say sheep this 🐑 wears dark black clothes with dark- sweet? personality when jealous, has 8 biscuits n 2 titanic red fruits expects him to have big nipples) who wants his shizun to kick kiss him,  an uber driver  bodyguard liu qingge, n a tone of cute fujoshi girls, a hardworking slave aeroplane bro having horrible naming n writing skills with his snow ❄ princess elsa king mo beijun, a 🔞PERVERTED FUDANSHI FATHER WITH WILD IMAGINATION🔞, some snakes 🐍, caring family members, freely available spiritual n magical grasses🌾 / flowers🌺, humiliated strong swords, a jealous straight forward master uncle-dream demon, understanding and caring cinnamon roll gong yixiao n many more cute lovable characters (connon folders). 

*Highly recommended if u want butterflies in your stomach, tears in your eyes, blushing cheeks, a face with black lines, a blank mind, n fingers who will keep scrolling down the chp.

*CAUTION : it's a BL ->boys love novel n not a bl ->brothers love novel. Don't come to me saying that I destroyed your life and u can no longer live a normal life with these fujoshi/fudanshi eyes->( bl Δ bl )/♥..... hmm~ NO JUST READ IT !!! u have a bright future ahead anyway so why not make it brighter!!!! 

U have already worked so hard to read this so why not just read the novel😊... *opens the door to scum villain's self saving system novel's fandom*

Welcome to the heavens !!!d(✨ω✨)b  

Its kinda like my first time doing these n have only read till chp 66 so if u feel this can be improved plz do so (｡’▽’｡)♡ add your points too~♥

[gayspock]

dont rb dont rply  sowwy lasst venty pot

mmaofjaoif. sorry i jut. 

do u ever sometime thnk about . i dont know when i was syounger i jssut ke pt thinking to myself. it’ll pass and it’ll be fine some day and some day you’lget out but intead its slike. life has be en nothing but a seriess of cloing doors as more and more of it s huts down and u realise it never was goning to get better it was always jusst going to be. LIKE THIS. like i tried i swea rihave tried but i just.feel like su ch an idio in the end nd i cat. take that any more i cant t ake. any of it any more. im so tucking ti red of being alo ne ad m tir ed of being a failur e but i cant do it i cant manage any of it and i dont k nwo why because i tried i sw ear i try but it jus t.. all o it fu ck ing. hh. and i cant. take it  i just cant its all its eve r fucking b e en and  wi want to go to sl ee p ndhtats it i dont . want to boter any more i dont i really fckig do nt i jsut want to wal into fuc king traffic and d ie have ppl on facebook st are at some mention it on their feed andtry to rememebr who that bitch evn ws and then ultimtely fail and th.  good GOD m ust. 

i th ought. i dont now. i thought for so s o long at t he very elast. even if i didnt manage to not be so alo ne maybe i’d a t least. get out of this house no ma tter what bu t i t jsut. i cant even . do th at and im st ill fuck  ing tr apped he re and i dont kn o .w it  s e em s s o so s o so fucking s tupid b ut i goe tting s p ar anoid i can t fuckgipsdgjfo, i ek ep seeing things and i kee p hearing th ings and  jsut want to leave my ro om but im afr  aid of him and the m oulld and the dust  ... i dont k n ow my whole bod y. i  joke abot it bt i feels oso ffuc kking tiring to even jsut be al i vve and m d one i dont.. i do nt want to an ymore i do nt. 

like i do nt know wha t. i could even do or wh ere i could even go be cause i cant do an yhting and its so pathetic b ut i sut cant. stop cr ying and i try and peo plee get ang ry liek YOU DIDNT EVEN TRY And i jsut  . fe el eve n more msierae because i did! i t re ally did and thats what ma es it feel so much mroe pa thet ic th at im jsut . doing it  and i swe a r i a m but i . its nothing. its neve r any thng and no one even be lie vs me but  m . just stupid . and i dont know what swron g with me at all im so ... gggod  don tk now  i dont know why. i just. cant do any of it right. i dont k n ow why and im jus t . some times its so angy somethes i feel so fuc k ing angr y and just want to  hi r tm yyself and make it all bl eed and i nd e rstand him sometimes i u nd estand how fucking frustr atng it must be jsut to d eal with me and i dont know thats one of the r easons i should just end it but i fu cking. othr times its ust fuc ing empty ad i wish i t could feel like angriness but the truth is i jus t. i do nt k nwow hy . i dont know why i c ant jus t ge t it right and why its so . ha rd fo rme to jsut be  god dan p erso n with out fu cking. jsut do somt hing have SOME sense of SOMETHING fo o nc e sdo asomeething RIGHT  have a fu ck ing l if e without it bee ing so ha rd but it s too fu ck ing much  and im stupid and talentless and wo rthle ss ad  i cant even fuck i ng perform a god da n fuckign persnality without it fuck ing fall i ng to SHITE and go d. GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

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started as small thing then i kept going so-

nonono oh no I'm not crying because of what a shit dad you are I'm fucking done wasting tears on your ass

Im crying because I just realised I wasted fucking y e a rs of my life acting as plain and numb around you not to fucking set you off.

I stopped purposley trying to interact with you because if there is a n y emotion in my voice you assume im either upset or I'm 'acting smart' and both lead to 'Did something happen at school? <:/' and you fucking n e ve r stop and think that maybe you fucking did something

And you have tht e fu ck ing nerver to be be like 'ooh my mysterious child who doesn't talk to me uWu your so quiet all the time <:3' becuase i have to keep the fucking f l a tt est expression on my face so you don't fucking talk to me

I never got to fucking rant about dumb shit I like to you and i bet you fucking would've lo v ed that but I dont relaly like to fucking interact with people that treat their kids like thier only purpose in life is to take care of them. :/

'I pay for everything-' youre a fu ck ing parent thats what your supposed to fucking do

you keep fucking threatening 'dont eat my food' I give it 3 days before cps gets called on your ass if you went through with that fucking argument.

thats your fucking j o b dipshit

I haven't asked you for s h i t that was outside of fucking necessity.

paid for my car myself, bought new things myself, bought a fucking laptop myself.

Your the fucking reason I have to make sure I get everything in my fucking name the moment I'm ready to leave because I don't want to giv eyou a n y fucking leverage on me

I have a list of all the shitty things you've said on my phone at the ready the moment you ask 'what did I do'.

I k n o w one day he's gonna ask 'do you wanna marry someone like me? :)' fuck no.

why the fuck would i wanna marry someone talks to me like you talk to your fucking wife :/

(jesus fucking christ every time your on the phone with her your so eager ot get off you keep cutting her off wiht 'bye :/' liek u gh I hsould start doing that to you)

Im ranting of r too long idek where this is going ugh