#fuck it we’re getting tags for the gang

[tragicomedys]

Idfk guys the rome shiv twin allegations were so strong this last ep

[wintersera]

under the moonlight || kim minjeong

pairing: wolf hybrid!winter x fem!reader

! smut smau !

— on a cold winter night you were strolling down the street getting some snacks when you spot a shivering puppy curled up outside. as an empath you felt horrible for the poor pup- now… bringing it back home wasn’t exactly the best idea.

tags: nonidol au, college au, smau, wlw, crack, smut!!!, fluff

cw: smut smau (so yk sex), swearing, offensive jokes, kys jokes, mentions of heat. (more will be added….)

features: aespa, le sserafim (except eunchae), loona (hyeju/heejin/hyunjin), ive (wonyoung/yujin) more idols will might be added….

a/n: so basically if you know the movie twilight- they have their own clique and people just think the wolfies are weird wolf kids, and not actually wolf hybrids. IGNORE THE TIME STAMPS AS WELL-

updates: when i can

status: ongoing

PROFILES : wolf gang | y/n’s shooters | extras

CHAPTERS :

01. finally touching grass

02. that’s a whole WOLF?

03. poor puppy (half written)

04. fuckass fursuit (half written)

bonus chpt | squirrel??

05. we’re kababayan

06. IM FREE

07. fuck it, we ball (half written)

08. AUTOCORRECT

09. did you lose the pup

10. wolfy is nowhere to be found

11. feeling feelings

12. help me out (half written)

13. first ever heat (fully written)

14. y/n did WHAT?

15. get in the damn bed

16. head fuzzy as fuck

17. round 2 (fully written)

18. we got a family emergency

19. leaving the premises (half written)

bonus chpt | ice cream gone wrong

20. need her need her need her-

21. shits awkward

22. ouch a wall

23. date!

24. scavenging

25. ???

…MORE COMING SOON!!

TAGLIST (closed)

@slowlydifferentbluebird @alcoholfreenayeon @myouiiiiiiii @uzumakioden @nasyu-kookies @earthto-eden @omgcatherine @skydreamed @wonysugar @pupyuj @jisooftme @jeongggiiiee @silentreader98 @rinapomu @1luvkarina @demtions @wintersgff @prkchaeyo0 @haerinkisser @huhyunjinwifey @haerinfangs @pandafuriosa60 @thefckghost @nr1chaedickrider @baebeefyburrito @sighsam @magicalmilkshaketimemachine @jigujellee @seulblade @vlance @jade-jini

[anisespice]

“ hate your boyfriend ” || tokyo rev.

two

synopsis: aw, your boyfriend hates when he’s around? good.

pairing: college!toman x gn!reader

warnings: mature language, toxic!toman, possessiveness, reader is sort of an enabler, implied cheating, slight angst for the partner (rip lol), open-ended, maybe a little unrealistic?? i think that’s it.

notes: there's just something about them knowing they're the shit & and can't nobody check them for it <333 i don't condone making your partner jealous/uncomfy in real life...but i be kicking my feet when it's in tokyorev lol hope you enjoy!

tagged: @fantasycantasy ( if you'd also like to be tagged in future works, feel free to join my taglist <333)

"Be nice." Famous last words spoken to your boyfriend before you went to greet MIKEY upon his arrival. You were having a little kickback at your place, and it only made sense that your closest friend got to be there as well, despite how they felt about one another.

It went well…for about five minutes.

Now, you stood between them as tensions arose, hands on your boyfriend’s chest to keep him pushed back while Mikey had no issue with fueling the fire, practically daring the bastard to swing first. It didn’t help that they’d drawn in a crowd, drunk instigators no doubt praying for a bloody brawl to liven up the once chill atmosphere. You don’t even know who started it, but you had a pretty good idea who was gonna finish it if things didn’t get under control.

“Aki, please, you promised you wouldn’t do this…”

“I didn't even do anything, he’s the one with the shitty attitude! Knew you shouldn't have invited him in the first place. And I'm sick of you always defending him, what exactly is this guy to you, [______]?"

Mikey kissed his teeth. “Such a nag. Can’t believe they have to fuck you-”

“Manjiro.” You hissed, sending him a warning glance.

He merely grinned, head tilted as he shamelessly cooed, “Yeah, angel?”

“The fuck you call them?” Aki pressed, taking a step closer. You planted your feet, preventing him from going any further. “Say it again, see what happens.”

Mikey shrugged, “Okay.” Leaning forward off the wall, he gently nudged your chin with his index finger, making you look directly in his eyes. “Yeah, angel?”

“You son of a—” Aki raised his fist, ready to swing; just what Mikey was hoping for. But, you were quick you latch onto the winding arm. No doubt he’d miss, then you’d have to explain why there’s a sandal-print on his face when he wakes up.

“He’s just kidding! Mikey has a, uh, crude sense of humor, always saying what’s on his mind at the wrong times. Never a dull moment.” You chuckled, nervously. “He didn’t mean anything by it…right?”

Sending him a pleading glance, Mikey remained unphased. The dark-haired gang leader eyed your boyfriend for a good, long minute. His dead eyes made the guy feel unsettled, especially since Mikey tended not to blink for periods of time. There were so many things he wanted to say at that moment, so many late night visits Aki knew nothing about—But, there’ll be plenty of opportunities for that later. He’ll play it cool. For now.

Mikey’s stare never wavered as his posture remained relaxed, his aura alone stunning the whole room to silence. The bystanders watched with bated breath. When the pools of obsidian refocused on you, he gave a reassuring wink. Aki didn’t take too kindly to that, stepping backward and taking you with him. The delinquent scoffed, but bit his tongue; he may have won the battle. But there's always the war.

With clenched teeth and a hollow smile, Mikey replied with a simple, “‘Course not. We’re all just friends here.”

Unbothered would be an understatement when describing how DRAKEN felt knowing how negatively your boyfriend felt toward him. Frankly, all he needed was a reason, and he'd happily knock the guy straight out of his shoes. But, for your sake, he remained...cordial.

He also pretended not to hear your little argument in the next room, feet propped up on the coffee table with his arms draped behind the couch, wearing an all too complacent grin knowing he was the subject matter. Again.

"Do you think I'm a fucking idiot!?" Your boyfriend exclaimed, frustrated. Draken couldn't help but snort, wanting so badly to answer the question for you with a fat yes. "I've seen the way he looks at you, we’ve all seen it, so don’t act like I’m the one with the problem!"

“Takeru, just calm down, there’s nothing going on between us-”

“Don’t tell me to calm down!” The sound of something shattering, followed by your shriek, made the mechanic perk up in mild alarm; amusement no longer painted his face.

Alright, he thought. Here comes that reason.

It only took him a few strides to get to your bedroom door, nearly splitting the wood in two after he kicked it in. Startling the both of you, Draken’s first priority was to check on your well-being, scanning your person for any visible injury. Luckily, you just appeared to be shaken up a little. Once he was certain, the former blonde directed a hard look toward Takeru, then down at the lamp he just broke. Draken worked his jaw—He gifted you that lamp.

“Kenny…” you said, cautiously. You could sense his impending rage from mere inches away, and you knew your boyfriend would only keep poking the bear. And you’d be correct. “I-It was an accident. Things just got a little out of hand, that’s all-”

“The hell you still doing here, baldy? Thought I told you to-”

Draken chuckled, menacingly. Your partner fell silent, wondering what was so funny, while you just closed your eyes in defeat; you knew that sound meant nothing good. His gunmetal eyes leered down at the pitiful man, cracking his neck before he calmly spoke.

“So we’re just breakin’ shit now, huh. Alright. My fucking turn.”

“I thought you said you'd quit hanging out with him, [_____]! He’s nothing but trouble, have you forgotten he set my roommate’s car on fire?!”

“Tsk. He had it comin’.” Was BAJI’s response, digging through your snack cabinet for a bag of chips. Once he found them, he opened them and began munching away, a bored expression on his face. “Bastard almost ran over Patches, driving around like an asshole. But, he hangs out with you all day, so guess that checks out.”

Referring to one of the building’s stray cats that come around from time to time, you couldn’t help but snort, but you knew he was dead serious—Man doesn’t play about his furry friends.

“Who gives a shit about some stupid-?!” You quickly covered your boyfriend’s mouth before he said anything he’d regret. He wasn’t too pleased, but at least he’d get to keep his teeth.

You exhaled, then directed a frown at the ravenette. “Honestly, I wish you two would try to get along. I think you’d find that you really aren’t so different once you got to know one another.”

“Me? Getting to know that? Fat chance.”

Glaring, your boyfriend ripped away your hand. "Oh, like you're so easy to swallow?"

"Hm, your s/o thinks so."

"Keisuke!"

“The fuck’s that suppose to mean, gutter-trash?” Your boyfriend seethed, turning to you instantly and expecting an explanation. Your eyes were wide, and you waved your hands rapidly to deny the implication. “[_____], what is he talking about?!”

“N-Nothing! God, you always let him get under your skin so easily, Makoto. He’s just being a dick, that’s all…”

Your boyfriend didn’t look convinced in the slightest, brows tight with an upturned lip as he huffed in anger. You shrunk beneath his gaze, stuck without any bandaid words to fix it. Luckily, since Baji was in such a good mood, he decided to relent—It’s no fun when you’re the one suffering the consequences of his crassness. Finishing up the last of the chips, the arsonist crumpled up the bag and tossed it at dude’s face.

“Wha-!”

“Yeah, hot shot, don’t get your panties inna twist. I’m just messin’ with you. We cool?” Baji threw up a fist, fangs on display as he gave an unhinged grin. Makato flinched, but tried to play it off. With hesitancy, your boyfriend eyed the fist with contempt.

“Fuck you. And that ugly-ass cat.”

Probably wasn’t the best thing to say with a fist inches away from his face. Makoto might’ve hesitated; Baji didn’t. So much for getting to keep his teeth.

“You’re a freaking angel, thank you so much for doing this,” MITSUYA gushed, arms snaking around your middle in a warm hug the moment you stepped into the studio. Did he place his hands a little lower than necessary? Maybe.

You chuckled, returning the hug. “Y’know I’d never say no to a free meal."

He had called you for a favor to model a few of his latest designs, needing to make adjustments accordingly before presenting them at the end of the week. His usual canceled on him last minute, putting him in a really tight spot, and you just so happened to be the same size. By offering to buy you dinner for your troubles afterward, it was a win-win for everyone.

Your boyfriend, on the other hand, saw right through Mitsuya. Which was why he so eagerly volunteered to tag along. The lavender-haired designer eyed the guy from over your shoulder, disinterested. "Oh. Didn't know you were bringing him."

"Got a problem with that, Mitsy?"

"Hey now, no bickering you two.” You playfully warned, pulling back from the hug. You fixed Mitsuya an apologetic smile. “I hope it's not too much trouble that he’s here, though. I always tell him how fantastic your designs are, so I guess he wanted to see them for himself. Isn’t that right, Haji?”

Said third-wheel grinned sharply, arms crossed as he sarcastically replied, “Oh, yeah. Can’t wait to watch ya. Very closely.”

Mitsuya deadpanned. But, his brow lessened in weight at the feeling of you tugging on his shirt, pouting at him as your eyes practically dazzled him into compliance. “Please, can he stay?"

It didn't take much for him to cave. Whether you’re aware of it or not, you had the delinquent wrapped around your finger. He sighed, then reluctantly agreed. It’s worth seeing the bright smile on your face, and especially worth the look on Hajime's when you wrapped your arms back around him in gratitude. "Thanks, Taka!"

Mitsuya didn't bother masking the smug grin he shot at your boyfriend, watching him struggle to hold his temper. "Anything for you. But, I’m not paying for his meal."

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[dogs2shouldvote]

during my latest relisten of taz balance, i recorded every line i found even the slightest bit funny with zero context, not even who said it (though some are pretty obvious). here’s all my favorites!!

“i’m probably studying.. my cantrips”

“just say mastrubating, dad”

“don’t come in mom i’m studying my canteips!!”

.

“yeah you’ll do any dumb shit”

.

“it’s like a bag of holding! but for.. ass.”

.

“do we know how much damage we did to him?”

“six damage, you said it out loud with your mouth.”

.

“it should be in the player’s handbook! get your salty snack to enjoy while you play dnd”

.

“my grandpa says it’s rude to whisper. especially on a train!”

.

“i’m not going to go toe to toe with a crab while youre armed with a terrible scottish accent and travis doesn’t even have his sheild. i’m out! … did i say travis? i mean leman kessler.”

“nope! that was wrong all the way around.”

.

“i’m cosplaying taako right now, as a stupid man.”

.

“who’s just rolling dice? who is doing secret checks that i don’t know about?”

.

“i always waste my 20’s on perception checks. like i give a shit.”

.

“it’s completely conceivable he would have a name tag.”

“IN A GANG?”

.

“like a pelt??? like a bramble*pelt*?????”

.

“is there a math check? what are you talking about?”

“yeah it’s your fucking brain. you use your brain to add numbers together”

“16”

“what are you fucking doing??”

.

“griffin i love you youre my brother. but if my skill called history doesn’t literally help me with history trivia questions in a category called history what are we FUCKING doing here??”

.

“can i ask you a question? are you guys mean to everyone?”

.

“fus-ro-over dere”

.

“that one was actually a badass bernie sanders”

.

“hey thug! what’s your name? i’m about to tentacle your dick.”

.

“a d6 is like some dice ass dice. that’s some monopoly shit.”

.

“i thought you were saying merle, it’s his bread and his body, take 2d6 healing points”

.

“you two remind me of something… you remind me of the babe! and then i throw the glass sphere at them.”

.

“make a constitution saving throw to see if you can eat this fucking rock with your mouth.”

.

“dungeons and dragons is a. great game.”

.

“my name is magnus burnsides”

“marchins burchens”

.

“magnus would not say that. however, travis would.”

.

“can we please not talk about chekhov’s bush?”

.

“we’ve got a ball, a sack, and a tool!”

“everything is gross here in dnd.”

.

“only losers smoke, isaac.”

“i give isaac an hour long lecture about the dangers of smoking.”

.

“i’m just gonna put my mouth down there and go buck wild”

.

“there’s a lot of go cart tracks called the adventure zone and i’ve been working with my lawyer to shut them all down forever”

.

“does taako fish?”

“yeah taako fishes.”

.

“a rock hard-“

*justin, clint, and travis laugh*

“come ON, *really*?”

.

“taako rushes in!”

“what! magnus follows him.”

“merle’s good out here!”

“WHAT is going on?”

.

“how do you not have a d6 it comes with every board game”

“my daughter-“

“eats them for power???”

.

“uhhh how much health do you have.”

“im not gonna tell you.”

.

“let’s see… i am going to hurt jenkins. with a magical spell.”

.

“this is about to become the taako show starring taako.”

.

“BLUFF FUCKING BLUFF O’CLOCK?? WHAT IS THIS, HALF PAST PERSUASION TIME??”

.

“i’m not laughing in game” *justin fucking loses it*

.

“she’s the best at burning shit ever.”

.

“traaav griffin got to do his show for so long and now he’s gonna destroy yours.”

.

“fucking lup finds like. a gun.”

.

“for sure, keep it sleazy. we’re out, bye!”

.

“i have to believe…. i’m gonna get those fifteen dollars back from greg fucking grimaldis”

.

“based on the rules of the game, dad… you die.”

.

“dad’s making a jerk off motion at me”

.

“don’t play the pennywise card like you ALWAYS try to”

.

“should i talk slower so that everybody who has been complaining about us not playing dnd has time to nut?”

.

“i am a wizard. my name is taako. and i am pretty well fucked.”

.

“yeah i’ve got cumin who do you think i am?”

.

“hear that, babe? we’re *legends*”

.

“i’m clint mcelroy and i played merle hightower-“

“nope”

[marnerparty]

he’s the beauty & she’s the beast

Cole Caufield x Bissonnette!reader Best friend!Trevor Zegras & Jamie Drysdale x Bissonnette!reader

ynbissonnette

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ynbissonnette went golfing w/ tweedle dee & tweedle dum

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user1 livin’ the dream

jackhughes posers

ynbissonnette we’re actually all models thank you very much

jamie.drysdale dibs on tweedle dee

trevorzegras NO! I am NOT dum!

ynbissonnette it’s okay Trevor honey. embrace it

biznasty still hanging with these kids eh

ynbissonnette yes, clearly

biznasty don’t get smart with me

ynbissonnette don’t ask stupid questions

trevorzegras yn is the only person biz let’s talk back to him

biznasty fuck you Zegras

user2 I wish I was golfing with them

jamie.drysdale well I can tell you you would’ve beaten Trevor

lhughes_06 was the blue planned orrr

trevorzegras ACTUALLY they planned it w/out me and I happened to also wear blue

jamie.drysdale false

ynbissonnette not without you … just separate

trevorzegras next time me & yn against biz & whit

ynbissonnette oh it’s fucking on

biznasty Zegras I’ll kick your ass like I did last time w/ you and the cock

ynbissonnette plz don’t call him that

jamie.drysdale 🤨

colecaufield cute

ynbissonnette 🙃

biznasty uh back up

ynbissonnette no can do daddio

user3 I ship yn and cole

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ryanwhitney6 biz, man, she’s going to the dark side

biznasty I’m getting ready to disown her

ynbissonnette because I’m friends with Trevor and Jamie!?

ryanwhitney6 precisely

biznasty yep.

cam.york ok but who won?

trevorzegras …

jamie.drysdale no comment.

cam.york YN!?

ynbissonnette what can I say?

colecaufield

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colecaufield gang’s all here

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user1 THE BAND IS BACK THE BAND IS BACK

elblue6 my favorite guys

colecaufield Ellen 🥹

_quinnhughes gee thanks mom

jackhughes it’s not about you Quinn

ynbissonnette Quinn you know you’re the favorite

jackhughes it’s been fun again boys

trevorzegras agreed.

colecaufield best part of the weekend fellas

ynbissonnette best part huh?

trevorzegras ope-

kdach77 uh oh Coley

colecaufield I can explain?

biznasty looks like fun. did I exceed an age limit or something?

colecaufield sorry Biz 😬

user2 Trevor 😍😍😍

ynbissonnette same.

colecaufield ??????

ynbissonnette 🤷🏼‍♀️

jamie.drysdale trouble in paradise?

colecaufield it’s all in good fun

colecaufield … right yn?

ynbissonnette yes you dork

lhughes_06 this is gross

jamie.drysdale it’s okay, me and yn had fun on our own

ynbissonnette still can’t believe we weren’t invited tbh. we’re less important than we thought

trevorzegras here we fucking go

jackhughes can’t we have ONE weekend????

ynbissonnette no

ryanwhitney6 now see where she gets it from?

biznasty oh now I know you’re not saying she got it from me

ryanwhitney6 uh huh. that’s exactly what I’m saying

biznasty 🖕🏻

biznasty I only like Drysdale and Caufield now

_alexturcotte that’ll get cut down to just Drysdale reaaaaal soon

biznasty what the hell does that mean

_alexturcotte 🤐

ynbissonnette Jack I’m so happy your tooth is back 🥰

jackhughes I love yn. she’s the ONLY ONE WHO SAID SOMETHING

trevorzegras you always look pretty to me so I just looked past it

john.marino97 ayo?

ynbissonnette what tf happened this weekend?

user3 yn is perf

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ynbissonnette NHL awards or whatever

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jamie.drysdale HARD LAUNCH!?

ynbissonnette 🫣

colecaufield 🤐

jamie.drysdale fine be like that

_quinnhughes Cole pulled yn??

colecaufield thanks Quinn 😐

ynbissonnette Quinn’s my biggest hype man

trevorzegras besties clean up nice

ynbissonnette 🫶🏻

nhl one of the best dressed couples there!

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user1 what will biz say?

trevorzegras that’s what we’re all waiting for

ynbissonnette I’m not

trevorzegras scared?

ynbissonnette fuck you Trevor

trevorzegras COLE YN’S BEING MEAN

colecaufield i will not get in the middle of your problems

user2 who noticed mat liked?🤔

ynbissonnette it was a one time thing 🤷🏼‍♀️

jackhughes WHAT

biznasty uh DOUBLE WHAT

ynbissonnette surprise?

ryanwhitney6 YOU & THE COCK!?

ynbissonnette I hate that nickname

ynbissonnette but yes

ryanwhitney6 well is the nickname true … 😏

biznasty FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DON’T ANSWER THAT

trevorzegras I’ll answer ✋🏻

jackhughes uh weird.

biznasty I guess if it had to be anyone I’m glad it’s Caufield

colecaufield really?🥹

trevorzegras woah woah woah. I thought you liked me the most

biznasty not for my daughter bud

trevorzegras wtf why!?

ynbissonnette I’m not a whore!

colecaufield

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colecaufield next thing you know …

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ynbissonnette I love you 🫶🏻

lhughes_06 welp, there goes my chance

colecaufield you can still have me Lukey 💕

lhughes_06 I meant w/ yn

ynbissonnette BAHAHAHAHAHA

ynbissonnette don’t worry Luke, nothing will come between us

adamfantilli 🤨

lhughes_06 inside joke

ynbissonnette “joke”

biznasty EW

biznasty MY EYES

biznasty THATS MY DAUGHTER

colecaufield 🫣

tysmith_6 damn Caufield’s pullin’

colecaufield it’s my smile

nsuzuki_37 no it isn’t

nsuzuki_37 🐓

nhl congrats on the new purchase!

user1 who knew someone could tie him down?

trevorzegras what about us 🥹

colecaufield we have a room for you

ynbissonnette he’s not kidding. it’s strictly for you

jamie.drysdale and a room for me of course, right?

ynbissonnette listen jame …

jamie.drysdale you’re dead to me

ryanwhitney6 I knew I liked this kid

colecaufield 🥹

jackhughes when whit is more supportive of Yn’s relationships than biz

ynbissonnette Jack ain’t wrong

biznasty okay but youre my baby

_alexturcotte awwwwwwww

_quinnhughes biz is soft

elblue6 not to make things awkward here … but do we need to go over lake house rules?

jackhughes MOM

ynbissonnette ELLEN

elblue6 it had to be said!

colecaufield Ellen, I will have you know that as long as I am under your roof no such things you are implying will be taking place.

elblue6 that’s good. I can always trust you my Cole

lhughes_06 🙄

user2 I hope they break up

trevorzegras same.

biznasty

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bizbasty now you might be thinking, wow Biz, this isn’t like you at all to be a sap like this. and you’re right. but when it comes to yn, I get to be as sappy as I want because she’ll always be my little girl. this kid right here makes her as happy as I’ve ever seen her. I never thought I’d be saying this, but I actually approve of this one. Caufield, you’re a great kid. thanks for keeping yn in check

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ryanwhitney6 BIZ YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE BAD COP

biznasty yeah yeah hop off my dick

ynbissonnette love you Dad 🫶🏻

trevorzegras i love you too Dad 🫶🏻

biznasty I love you ❤️ you too Zegras

trevorzegras this is it. I’ve peaked.

user1 biz is a softy for yn

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colecaufield 1 v 1 later?

biznasty if you wanna get your ass beat

colecaufield oh yeah?

biznasty no you’ll win

trevorzegras 🤯 BIZ WHAT

ryanwhitney6 holy shit

biznasty ?????

ryanwhitney6 you admitted defeat. you said someone would beat you

biznasty I hate you two

trevorzegras you loved me a minute ago?

biznasty well I’m back to hating you

[st4rr-girrl]

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The gang

Summary; everyone in the gang has gotten girlfriends, and now none of them have time for you. And it hurts your feelings, but you go out anyways. That results in you getting jumped, and then the gang feels guilty. But you blow up at them.

Side note; y’all y/n isn’t a pick-me I swear, she doesn’t get enough love at home so the gang is her only hope 😭😭

Warnings; , small angst, hurt & comfort, cussing, Fem reader.

“Hey Johnny, Ponyboy!” You smiled happily at your best friends.

“Hey Y/n.” They both said in sync, nonchalantly.

Your smile faded, before you forced yourself to smile again. “I’m heading down to the nightly double tonight. Any of y’all wanna tag along?” You asked, looking at the whole gang.

They all looked at you. “Sorry, Y/n. me and Johnny are going on a double date with our girls.” Ponyboy smirked proudly, punching Johnny’s shoulder lightly making him smirk as well.

“Us as well.” Soda said, pointing to himself, dally, two-bit, and Steve.

“Darry?” You looked at him with pleading eyes.

“I’ve got a broad too, Y/n. I’ll be busy.” He furrowed his brows.

“Y’all go off and get yourselves girls and then suddenly don’t got time for me??” You frowned. “We’re family, man. That just ain’t fair.”

“We’re sorry Y/n but our girls are important” soda started.

“And I’m not??” Tears welled up. “Whatever. I’m outta here. Let me know when I’m suddenly important to y’all again.” A tear fell, and you ran out of the house.

“She’s alright Ponyboy, Johnny, leave it alone. She’s just being dramatic.” Was the last thing you heard from Dally, making more tears fall.

You ran to the park. It was your comfort place.

You sat on the ground, next to the fountain. You wrapped your arms around your legs and sobbed into your knees.

This has been going on for weeks. Do they just not care about me anymore??

You sat at the fountain crying for hours. Then you realized it was getting dark.

Oh shit the movies gonna start soon.

You got up and wiped your tears. You started walking to the nightly double.

It was cold, so you were shivering.

Once you arrived at the nightly double, you hopped over the fence.

Oh god I really am a greaser.

You picked an empty chair, and sat in it to watch the movie.

You felt eyes on you, so your looked around. You caught a few socs staring at you, and you shifted uncomfortably.

I shouldn’tve come here alone.

You focused back on the movie, still on edge. You decided to keep your guard up just in case.

A little later, and the movie was about to end. You thought of just sneaking off early, and decided to do it.

You started off by walking, corner eyeing the group of drunk socs that kept eyeing you.

Once you hopped over the fence, you started running as fast as you could to the Curtis house, only going faster when you heard the socs running after you.

“Grease!!” You heard, before you were pushed against the wall of a near by building.

Fucking great. Because I really needed this right now.

One blonde soc pulled out a blade, whilst the others held you against the wall.

“Get off of me!!” You yelled, trying to wiggle out of there grip.

“No mercy for greasers, especially when they’re alone.” The blonde soc smirked.

Your eyes welled up with tears, not just because you were sad but because you were angry. Angry at the gang for letting you go out by yourself and replacing you.

“Please…” you whispered, as tears fell.

You started screaming as loud as you could, in hopes for someone to hear you.

“Shut her the fuck up!” The blonde soc whisper yelled.

A brunette soc shoved a cloth in your mouth.

The blonde soc lifted up your shirt so the side of your stomach was out.

He placed a blade against it, the cold contact making you shiver.

“Greasers deserve to be hurt. Greasers don’t even deserve to be alive.” The blonde soc widened his eyes, making him look insane as he slashed the side of your stomach. Blood immediately started pouring out of it.

You screamed into the cloth as loud as you can.

He pulled your shirt down, making you cry out from the uncomfortable injury being irritated.

He put the blade against your neck, accidentally slicing it in the process. He pulled it back, so it wasn’t in contact of your skin, and mimicked the motion you’d use to slit someone’s throat.

You shook your head furiously, trying to get everyone away from you.

The blonde soc nodded at the others, and they threw you to the ground.

They all took turns, kicking you.

You curled up into yourself and blocked your head for safety.

One last kick— it was definitely the hardest.

You sobbed out, and held that spot. There would be bruises all over you, but this one would definitely be the biggest. You’re probably gonna be so sore tomorrow.

The socs scattered once they were done with you, and you got up.

You were so weak that you could hardly stand, but you managed to start walk— limping to the Curtis house.

As soon as you saw the familiar fence, you tried to go faster. You realized your nose was leaking, and quickly figured out it was blood.

Probably from when they threw me across the fucking ground.

You opened the fence door and walked up to the front door, quickly realized the gang just got back home.

You opened the door, and invited yourself in. You took a deep breath and wiped the blood off your face, most of it just smudging.

“Hey guys.” You smiled, the smile not reaching your eyes.

“Y/n… what the fuck happened??” Dally asked, anger clear in his tone.

“I dunno. Ask the socs that beat my ass. Oh wait. I’m probably just being dramatic, right?” You shrugged, sarcasm present in your sentence as you hinted at the earlier conversation. Dally’s eyes widened in realization.

Tears welled up in your eyes, as you clutched your side. The one where you got sliced with a blade. It was still bleeding, and you were getting lightheaded.

You pulled your hands back, and they were now coated with crimson red.

You looked at the gang, and they all looked serious.

“Yknow what?” You said, about to pass out, “This is all your fault. If you weren’t all so occupied with excluding me in everything, I never would’ve went out by myself. And you can’t say I should’ve asked you to come with, because I did! This is all your guys’ fault!!” You started crying, collapsing on the floor in embarrassment. You felt so defeated.

“Y/n…” Johnny started. “We’re really really sorry.” He frowned.

“It’s fine, Johnny. I guess I’m just being sensitive. I get you guys have girls and I appreciate you treating them well. I guess I just felt a little replaced, because nobody even wanted to hang out with me anymore. And you wouldn’t even bring me along when you were all going out.” You sighed, wrapping your arms around your knees.

“No, Y/n. You’re our girl. We’re family, and we’d never wanna purposefully make you feel upset.” Dally frowned. “And I’m sorry ‘bout what I said. I didn’t think you’d hear it.”

“Oh it’s alright, Dally I know you didn’t mean it.” You wiped your tears, and took a deep breath. You got up slowly, groaning and bending over when you felt a sharp pain in your side.

“Y/n? Are you alright??” Johnny asked, concern plastered on his features.

“I-I don’t know…” you got light headed.

You felt your wound become wet, and realized it started bleeding again.

You touched it, and pulled you hand back. It was covered in blood.

“Did they pull a blade out on ya’, y/n?” Soda asked. You nodded gingerly, slowly lifting up your shirt to show the gash located on your side.

The gangs eyes widened. “That’s really bad, Y/n. Let’s treat it.” Ponyboy frowned, while soda lead you to the bathroom, the rest of the gang following to watch, or hand out outside of the bathroom waiting for you.

You sat on the counter, wincing while soda cleaned your wound.

“Hey, y/n?” Johnny spoke up.

“Yes, Johnny?” You looked at him.

“Im really sorry. Im sorry for not going with you. This wouldn’t have happened if I went with you..” Johnny looked at the floor.

“Johnny, it’s alright. I forgive you all. It’s not your fault anyways, I was being stupid. I shoulda just waited till’ you all got back.” You shrugged, smiling at all the boys. They smiled back.

“I love you guys.”

“We love you too, y/n”

[whimsi-clown]

Hi strangers! I 'm currently going on a Disney movie marathon for the 3rd part of my RIDV AU fic, so here are some incorrect quotes while you wait.

Tags: @demodemo909, @imtryingandtired, @missmannequin.

(Thank you guys so much for showing appreciation for the dumb Disney Villains AU I made on a whim, and I hope these even dumber incorrect quotes can entertain you while waiting on the next part!)

Warning: The usual, cursing, OOC, and itty bitty inappropriate jokes. Also, it's long, like, really long. I had too much fun with these quotes, and it shows.

Hey hey! Life in the Villain house! Oh yeah! Life in the Villain house! Reader! Life in the Villain house!~

(If you understood this reference, I am both sorry and not sorry at the same time)

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*Disney Villains suddenly appearing before you*

You : I dunno if I'm ready to process the ramifications of this bullshit.

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Gaston: Our dear host is playing hard to get.

Gaston: Little do they know, I'm a master at playing hard to get rid of.

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You : *Venting endlessly to Hades about your week*

Hades, every once in a while: *In a monotone* Wow, that is so wild.

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You: Wake up! The sun is shining!

Cruela: What do you want me to do, photosynthesis?

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Gaston: I love you.

You: How many people have you said that to?

Gaston: Everyone.

You: What?

Gaston: I told everyone that I love you.

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You: Look guys, I need help.

Ursula: Love help?

Hades: Financial help?

Captain Hook: Emotional help?

Oogie Boogie: Help moving a body?

*Everybody looks at Oogie Boogie*

Oogie Boogie: What?

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You, to Jafar: How do you tell someone politely you want to hit them with a brick?

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You: Why do you keep a diary?!

Captain Hook: To keep secrets from your computer.

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You, filling out legal paperwork: Were you guys born AMAB or AFAB?

Maleficent: Bold of you to assume I was born at all.

Oogie Boogie: Personally, I think I was made in a lab.

Hades: I just straight up spawned, lol.

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Gaston: The ‘how the fucks’ and 'why are you so dumbs’ don’t matter. All that matters is that I have a new gun.

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Captain Hook: *Slowly pushes a 17th-century cannon into a modern bank* Okay, everyone, be calm. This is a robbery.

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Oogie Boogie: If I can't cause tiny bits of chaos every day, I think my body will shut down.

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You: All of your existences are confusing.

The villains: How so?

You: Your presence is annoying, but the thought of anything bad happening to any of you guys upsets me.

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You: As a responsible adult-

The villains: *snickers*

You: ... As a responsible adult—

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You: I don't like bugs. Oogie Boogie, are you even listening to me?

Oogie Boogie: I seem to have misplaced some of my bugs.

You, at Hades (aka your personal flame thrower): HAADDDEEEESSSSS!!!

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*Talking on the phone*

Hades: Remember how I said that the gang and I were gonna have a calm night out for once?

You: ... Yeah?

Hades: Well, we’re in jail.

You: *Hangs up*

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Hades: *Gets set on fire and screams in agony*

Hades: Nah, I’m just kidding. Fire does nothing to me. Literally.

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You: Something tells me Oogie Boogie's going to be a bit more unhinged today...

*Meanwhile, in the villain house*

Oogie Boogie, holding a lit match and a bag of cheetos: Leave me be, the host isn't home to stop me, I'm going feral.

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You: COMPANY IS COMING! I WANT THIS PLACE LOOKING LIKE DISNEY ON ICE IN ONE MINUTE!

You: GASTON IF YOU HAVEN'T MADE YOUR BED THROW IT AWAY IT'S TOO LATE TO MAKE IT NOW!

You: GET RID OF THE COUCHES, WE CAN'T LET PEOPLE KNOW WE S I T !

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A complete stranger, looking at the disney villains who are experiencing and interacting with the outside world for the first time: Those guys look like a problem...

You: Yes, but they’re my problem.

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You, looking at the villains: Okay, so I need to become a therapist faster.

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Captain Hook, drowning in crocodile infested waters: Help me host!

You: Don't worry, I heard cowards float.

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Grimhilde: Do you want to explain the text you sent me last night?

You: It was autocorrect.

Grimhilde: Autocorrect wrote, "You're so hot. Please step on me."?

You: Yes.

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You, talking to the villains: As you know, I keep a list of all of you in order of how likely they are to betray me.

Oogie Boogie: Where am I on the list?

You: Well, I can’t tell you that because then you’ll quickly move up or down depending on your reaction.

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Gaston: Dinosaurs aren't extinct. I mean, Grimhilde is walking in this room.

You: *Wheezes*

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You: HYDRATE OR DIE-DRATE!

You: *Aggressively throws water bottles*

Hades: Uh... What's up with them?

Jafar: They're trying to yell mental health and wellbeing into us.

You, aggressively shouting: I APPRECIATE ALL OF YOU!

Captain Hook, crying: It's working.

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Gaston: Can you be quiet?! I'm trying to think.

You: Don't worry. Doing anything for the first time is difficult.

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Dr. Facilier: Fuck capitalism. It's a rigged system that keeps us poor, and it ain't fair. You shouldn't need to work three jobs to afford basic necessities.

Dr. Facilier, playing Monopoly: Sorry, if you wanted to win, you should have tried not being poor.

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Scar: I prevented a murder today.

You: Really? That’s amazing! How did you do that?

Scar: Self-control.

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You: Holy shit, Hades, do you know what this means?!

Hades: Babes, whenever you start doing this, nobody knows what you mean.

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Gaston, throwing their head into you lap: Tell me I'm pretty!

You, unphased and stroking his hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are.

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Gaston: Why don’t they find me sexy when I bite my lip?

Hades: What do you look like when you bite your lip?

Gaston: *Bites lip*

Hades: ... Have you considered biting your bottom lip instead?

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You: *Fills up bottle and drinks from that*

Jafar: *Brought 4 bottles of water so this wouldn’t happen*

Shan Yu: *Drinks straight from the tap*

Hades: *Dehydrates*

Scar: *Drinks from the puddle of water on the floor*

Oogie Boogie: *Licks the tap, doesn’t even need a drink*

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Dr. Facilier: *Looks over your shoulder and at your laptop* What the fuck?

You: *Slams screen shut* It’s just research! For something I’m writing about! I swear that’s it!

Dr. Facilier: Why the hell would that involve the breeding habits of frogs?

You: It’s not just “frogs”, it’s the Surinam Toad. And it’s not “breeding habits”, it’s how they raise their young. This is important information my audience needs to know!

Dr. Facilier: That doesn’t change the fact this is for one line in a fanfiction.

You, offendedly: You don’t know that!

Dr. Facilier: I don't hear no denial.

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You: I love cooking breakfast. It makes the whole house smell like bacon.

Grimhilde: That’s true, but it also smells like fire and panic.

You: Hades and the smoke detector need to get off my case.

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Hades, grinning: Before you were what?

Maleficent: Before I was-

Hades: What?

Maleficent: Before I was inter-

Hades: Before you were interrupted?

Maleficent: Cut me off one more time and I swear I'll-

Hades: What?

Maleficent: *Makes a frustrated sound*

You, nervously laughing: Ahahaha, please stop that before she turns into a dragon and burns my house down.

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*The normal looking villains walking at the mall*

Dr. Facilier: Hey, have any of y'all seen our host? They’ve been gone for a while..

Grimhilde, not the least bit concerned: No, we have not.

Shan Yu : I haven’t...

Cruela: They probably just ran off to the McDonald’s or something.

You: Hey.

Captain Hook: Oh, there they are-

Gaston: What the-

Jafar: I- where were you?!

You: ... Walking right behind you guys.

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Gaston: Well, remember when our host made a romantic dinner for me?

Hades: Gaston, they microwaved you a pizza.

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Shan Yu: Someone will die...

You: Of fun!

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You: Could you be anymore annoying?

Oogie Boogie: Yes.

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You: Oogie Boogie, you can do anything!

Oogie Boogie: Anything?

You: Anything!

Oogie Boogie, holding a torch: ANYTHING?!?!

You: Wait, not that!

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Gaston, playing a video game for the first: This thing is so frustrating! I hate it, I hate it, I hate it!

You: Ok, I think it’s time to turn off the game for a little while.

Gaston: But I’m having fun!

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Gaston: *Gasp*

You: wHAT??

Gaston: What if soy milk is just milk introducing itself in Spanish?

You: *Inhales*

Cruela, in another room with Ursula: Why can I hear screeching?

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Dr. Facilier: Surgery is basically just stabbing someone to life.

You: Please never become a surgeon.

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You: I was arrested for being too cool.

Jafar: The charges were dropped due to a lack of supporting evidence.

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Dr. Facilier: Damn, the power went out.

You: Don’t worry, I got this.

You: *Stomps foot*

Dr. Facilier: What-?

You: *Sketchers light up*

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You: What do you have?

Oogie Boogie: A KNIFE!

You: NO!

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Kidnapper: I have one of your friends.

You: Which one? I have twelve.

Kidnapper: The loud, annoying, rowdy one who never shuts up.

You: Which one? I have twelve.

Gaston, distantly: HEY!!!

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Scar: Given the circumstances, I will let you hug me for four to five seconds.

You: Forty five seconds?!?

Scar: No! I said four TO five seconds.

You, hugging Scar: Too late.

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Shan Yu: I have an army.

You: We have Oogie Boogie.

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*The villains playing Among Us*

Jafar: I believe Shan Yu is innocent, I was with him the whole time. Oogie Boogie, what were you doing?

Oogie Boogie: Oh, I was just murdering-… I mean, nothing!

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Grimhilde: When we get back, I'm going to step on you!

You: Okay, as much as I might enjoy that, Your highness–

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Jafar: Who would you kill out of the four of us, Hades?

Hades: Gaston, easily.

Gaston, confused: What, why??

Hades: Well, cuz I hate you, and the host would be too easy. They’d probably be into it.

You, standing in the doorway with the most bewildered expression: What the fuck man!?

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You: I think it’s time I get my life in order.

Dr. Facilier, narrating: But they did not get their life in order. In fact, they got drunk last night and fought a raccoon.

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*Scar hears about you bringing home a stray cat.*

Scar, sarcastically: I can't believe there's another cat somewhere in this house. Amazing feeling. Love that. And it's here, in this house! Somewhere! And I may encounter it! What a treat...

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*The female villains after watching The Wizard of Oz*

Grimhilde: Where the devil is Maleficent?

Ursula: Well, it's raining outside... Maybe they melted?

Cruela: Shall I look outside for a pointy set of horns?

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Hades: Any idiot would know that.

Gaston: I knew that!

Hades: See?

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Scar: I'm not lazy, I just find it hard to put effort into things I'm not passionate about.

You: What are you passionate about?

Scar: Sleeping.

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Gaston: Without ugly, there would be no beauty in this world.

Grimhilde: Thank you for your sacrifice, Gaston.

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You: If I see a bug, I'll simply leave the room elegantly and have Hades to do something about it.

You: And if he doesn't fulfill my wish, I simply never go back in there.

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Dr. Facilier, looking at a dead phone: How do we bring this thing back to life? Magic? Live sacrifice? I know a guy in town-

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You: I haven't seen Gaston and Hades for fifteen minutes now.

*Outside a nearby window, a car without a driver inside is seen rolling down a driveway, with Gaston and Hades running after it in a panic. You don't look outside at all.*

You: That probably means they're getting into trouble.

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You: Go to hell!

Hades: Where do you think I come from?

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Oogie Boogie: People tell me I have a unique way of lighting up a room.

You: It’s called arson, and those people are called witnesses.

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Dr. Facilier: What are y’all’s favorite things to wake up to?

Grimhilde: Breakfast in bed.

You: Emails from AO3!

Shan Yu: My favorite thing to wake up to is not waking up at all.

Shan Yu: The screams of my enemies are a close second, though.

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You: Question. When they shot Bambi's mother, did you find that a sad moment... At all?

Gaston: I'm sure she's mounted on a nice wall in a fine home somewhere.

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Oogie Boogie: Treat bugs the way you want to be treated!

You: Killed without hesitation.

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Captain Hook, recently learned modern swears: FIGHT ME, YOU NERD ASS SLUT!

You: At least try to sound slightly more sophisticated when you threaten someone.

Captain Hook: Oh, I'm sorry. I should ask; dost thou want to engage in a duel, my good bitch?

You: Somehow, that's worse.

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Maleficent: We all have our demons...

You, grabbing Oogie Boogie: This one’s mine!

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Shan Yu: You know you've made it when you see your picture everywhere you go.

You: Those are wanted posters!

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Captain Hook: So, what's for dinner?

You, staring at the food you burnt: Regret.

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Gaston: So, I've been thinking-

You: Again?? That's dangerous.

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Hades: Why would you do that?

You: Because I feel guilty.

Maleficent: Guilt is a trick emotion. It’s put there by your parents to stop you from doing things that feel good.

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You: *Eating a cinnamon roll*

Oogie Boogie: Cannibalism.

You: *Confused chewing noises*

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*At the supermarket*

Captain Hook: All right, the last item on the list is "virgin oil."

Captain Hook:

Captain Hook: Wow. Imagine being an item and still being called a virgin.

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You: What’s your body count?

Captain Hook: Do you mean sex or murder?

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You: *Is wearing silk pants* How does this look?

Cruela: Like its slips on and off really easily.

You:

Cruela: No, I didn't mean it like that-

Ursula: We know what you meant.

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You: Bonjour, Dr. Facilier. Voulez–vous coucher avec moi?

Dr. Facilier: No, I don't want to sleep with you.

You: ... Is that what that means??

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You: I'm gonna eat the chicken breasts!

Gaston, snickering: Yeah, eat what you lack,

You, deadpanning at Gaston: Then maybe I should order brains on delivery for you.

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Jafar: I committed all 7 deadly sins in 30 minutes.

Hades: Wow, I've gotta hear this.

Jafar: I was angry and envious of my neighbor, so I lazily seduced his wife and ate all his groceries and didn't share.

Hades: You forgot pride.

Jafar: No, I'm pretty proud of this.

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Maleficent: Our dear host annoyed me today, so I told them that I can’t wait for them to see what I had planned for our special day tomorrow.

Scar: There is nothing special about tomorrow.

Maleficent: But there is something special about watching the color leave their face as panic takes over.

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You: You’re all insane!

The villains: Sure we are, what’s your point?

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Gaston: I want you to be with me for the rest of your life.

You: Damn, that sounds like a marriage proposal... A really one-sided one.

Gaston, getting down on one knee: That's because it is.

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You, admiring and petting a sleeping Scar: You’re so cute.

Scar, sleepily: I could tear you limb from limb with my bare fangs.

You, lovingly: I know.

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Oogie Boogie: *Writing a letter*

Oogie Boogie: Dear Sandy Claws,

I'm writing to let you know I've been naughty...

And it was worth it, you fat, judgemental bastard.

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You, dealing with the villains: Like, no offense to myself and all, but what the fuck am I actually doing?

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*You are cleaning the house, and you find an empty bottle of orange juice*

You: Clear orange juice?

You: Oh, it's empty.

Most of the villains, who had been watching the entire time: We live with an idiot. We live with an idiot. We live with an idiot.

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Scar: Our relationship is strictly professional.

You, brushing Scar's mane as he lays his head on your lap: Absolutely. Only business.

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All the female villains: We're not like other girls. We're way, way worse.

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Captain Hook: There. How do I look?

Dr. Facilier: Like a cheap French harlot.

Captain Hook: French?!

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Shan Yu, towering over you and glaring down at you: I could kill you if I wanted to little host.

You absolutely done with his bs: Oh yeah? Well, guess what. So could any other human being. So could a dog. So could a dedicated duck. You aren't special.

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Hades: Some people say that I have a god complex. I’d like to think that I’m a complex god.

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You: Captain, you're drunk.

Captain Hook: Correction: drinking. Present tense. Grammar, my dear host.

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Jafar: There’s always that one weak individual within the group who isn’t down with murder.

Jafar: *Glares at you*

You: ... Well sorry I have morals!

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Shan Yu, singing to the tune of I Kissed a Girl: I killed a guy, and I liked it-

Dr. Facilier, whispering: Should we call someone?

You, also singing: The taste of his cherry chapstick.

Captain Hook, appalled: Call Maleficent.

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Oogie Boogie: Get in the Halloween spirit and make a ghost!

You: That’s called murder and I heard somewhere that it's illegal.

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You: You remind me of the ocean.

Ursula: Because I'm deep and mysterious?

You: No, because you're full of salt, and you scare people.

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Oogie Boogie: Something’s off.

You: Maybe you’ve finally developed human emotions and feel bad for hurting people.

Oogie Boogie: No, but that’s funny.

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You: What do you call disobeying the law?

The villains: A hobby.

You: *Crosses their arms*

The villains: ... That we do not engage in.

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You: Stop thinking whatever you're thinking.

Gaston: Huh?

You: You always make that face when you're about to say something stupid. So cut it out-

Gaston: I love you.

You:

Gaston:

Gaston: Also, cereal qualifies as a soup.

You: I KNEW IT!!!

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You, extremely touched: Aw, you guys really put aside everything and came all this way for me?

You:

You, confused: How did you even get here so fast??

Cruela: Several traffic violations.

Jafar: Three counts of resisting arrest.

Gaston: Roughly thirteen cans of those energy drinks you like so much.

Dr. Facilier: Also, this aint our car.

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If you made it to this part, then congratulations! You made it through all 101 incorrect quotes! (I know, I counted them myself)

I hope you enjoyed them!

And for those of you who read through all of this and have no idea what you just read, here's Part 1 of the Reverse Isekai Disney Villains AU for context.

Thanks for reading!

[yeondollie]

ʙᴀᴍ ʏᴀɴɢ ɢᴀɴɢ ౨ৎ ♡ .ᐟ

'i closed the chapter on the days we spent together.'

. . warnings ; ANGST .ᐟ, breaking up, argument, fem reader, taehyun is kinda mean, crying, heartbreak, reader is needy, taehyun gets annoyed of reader, just over all sad ecfhuehfusih !!

a/n ; i have been listening in bam yang gang on repeat its so so so good but so sad :(. the beat is so adorable and so is bibi i love her sm sm but the song is so sad and as soon as i heard it i thought about making a story with it . this is just a drabble so i dont have a word count sorry :< anyways, enjoy !! ₊˚⊹ ᰔ

"why do you want so much out of me? can i have some peace and quiet to myself? god.." here we were again. arguing with taehyun was getting more and more common, though you hated it. taehyun knew you were a sensitive person and didn't like conflict but you were just pissing him off lately.

you didn't know what to say really. though you were only trying to check up on him after work, he wasn't having it. "it's like you're attached to my hip, truly." you suck in the tears in your eyes as he says this. you didn't wanna fight, you just wanted to please him in any way you could.

"yes i-i.. i'll give you time. i’m sorry." you say, tearing still welling in your eyes. this, for some reason, set taehyun off completely. why couldn’t you stand up for yourself? it was pathetic in his eyes. “see! thats why im upset. you’re like a doormat- you get walked all over, it’s pathetic.” he scoffs, letting out a small laugh even.

holding the tears back, about to flow, you mutter out some words. “you’re r-right, i’m s-sorry.” you sniffle a bit, looking up at the ceiling to avoid the tears falling out of your eyes. you’ve never felt more pathetic in your life, it was such a horrible feeling. taehyun didn’t seem phased at all, walking up and getting in your face.

“so thats it? sorry? you think thats gonna fix everything?” he says, his face only inches from yours. it was weird, usually when he was this close he would be kissing you or looking at you longingly but no. not this time, not anymore. the only time he looked at you was with lust or anger behind his eyes.

it felt like the two of you would only have sex or only argue, it was tiring- so tiring. he used to hold your cold hand in his own warm hand. he used to kiss your forehead and play with your hair, what happened? the tears flickered down your cheek as you answered him. “t-tyun i.. i don’t know what else to d-do.” now quickly wiping your own tears.

when he realizes you’re crying, he doesn’t bat an eye. its like all his love for you was drained from his heart- you hated it so much. “you know what _____? we’re done. i cant fucking do this with you anymore. you’re just so.. so needy and dumb!” he raises his voice, now watching you flinch in front of him.

you didn’t even have the energy to stop him, watching him with blurry eyes. watching how much he changed over the span of you two dating was shocking and saddening to you. oh how you longed for the sweet taehyun you once had.

before he could exit your house, forever saying bye to him you did one last thing. “taehyun..?” you whisper, not even having the energy to talk loudly. “what?” he whips back at you. you grab his school name tag he gave you, when he first confessed his feelings for you when the two of you were still in high school.

grabbing his name tag, along with your own- you walked up to him gently. you placed your name tag in his hand, looking into his angry eyes. “so you can remember me, you promised me you’d never forget me right?”

his eyes flickered with sympathy one final last time.

[bengiyo]

Cherry Magic Anime Ep 1 Stray Thoughts

Yes, you read that correctly. While GMMTV is doing a Thai version of Cherry Magic, Japanese studio Satelight (Fairy Tale, Log Horizon, and more) produced an anime version that just began airing on Crunchyroll. What a time to be alive. My primary hope is for this version to go further than the live action or the movie did. The manga is ongoing, and I’d like to see the parts that haven’t been adapted.

I like how quickly this is breezing through the early stuff. Adachi already knows about his powers and is continuing to be glum. He’s explicitly interested in girls, and I like the character design that has his hair constantly covering his left eye.

Wow, we got through the convenience store, train crowd, and then reached the elevator scene in 2:40.

For those who care, Kurosawa does not yet have yaoi hands.

The intro is decent. It at least lets us know the whole gang is here.

Adachi thinking he’s hallucinating his powers is a good shorthand as he’s figuring out if Kurosawa is for real.

Oh, fuck yes, anime Kurosawa is much hornier in his head.

Wow, we’re also getting to Adachi staying over in the first episode.

The fact that Adachi and Kurosawa like the same manga is actually a really significant detail. I can’t maintain regular friendships, let along romances, if I don’t have much media in common with someone.

Yeah, I’m enjoying how much more explicit Kurosawa’s fantasies are in this version. Here they translate him as saying he bought the pajamas to fantasize about Adachi wearing them.

Oh, Kurosawa, you remain one of my favorite simps.

I’m not like Adachi. I would show up every morning before work if someone else was going to cook a full meal for me.

Oooh, the boss’s coupon for a meal date must have been in the manga since the Thai version captured this too.

An expired coupon on an expensive meat dinner? Pain.

Oh, Adachi, how you struggle with someone having affection for you compels me every time.

I really like introducing Tsuge in the tag.

It’s really fascinating how each adaptation so far has approached the timeline of events. I kinda like holding off on the supporting case for a full episode and just focusing on Adachi being a loner who doesn’t know how to deal with Kurosawa being so attracted to him while making no overt moves about it. It’s really cool because it doesn’t just feel like the live action. We got through events that were in the first two or three episodes of the live action here, but also didn’t touch other beats yet. I like it. This is such a cool set of comparisons we get to make right now.

[an1meslvt]

|attitude|

tag: toxic!shuriri x blackfemreader

warnings: smut, smut, smut! (18+)toxic relationship themes, a bit of angst, dom!shuri, dom!switch! riri, sub!reader, bdsm themes, fluff at the end :)

translations: xhosa: kuqhubekani-what’s going on, thatha yonke into endikunika yona-take everything i give you. sthandwa-my love, usana-baby, ewe-yes

summary: you’re fed up with how shuri and riri have been in the lab, and giving less and less attention everyday…but it gets resolved. :)

you laid comfortably in the bed you shared with riri and shuri. they were down at the lab (as always) and you were quite bored honestly. ever since this big project came up, they’ve been distant due to the constant need to tweak what they’ve already worked on. now you being the considerate girlfriend you are, you completely understood that they needed to work and honestly it didn’t really bother you….at first that is.

you knew they wouldn’t always be around since shuri is a well know scientist and the queen of wakanda, and riri was her right hand man on missions and projects, but got damn! you didn’t think you would feel basically like a damn child waiting for their parents to give them attention(cuz that’s literally how you felt.)

as you thought about it more, the more annoyed you got. and to make matters worse, they haven’t been home in almost a damn week(except to shower and change, and sometimes barely that.) “bruh this shit so unfair.” you mumbled, getting up from the bed to go into the kitchen. you aggressively took out the items you needed to make dinner.

as if the universe could have the worst possible timing, riri and shuri walked in the door with wide smiles on their faces (that soon dropped when they saw how mad you clearly were.) “woah, ma! what’s wrong?” riri’s voice was slightly raised as she addressed you. “yea y/n, kuqhubekani?” shuri asked.

angrily, you threw a bowl in the sink, causing the two to jump. “how could you ask a dumb ass question like that? what’s wrong is how yall been in that mfin lab for a whole damn week! what about me?!! huh?! i need attention too!.” you yelled. shuri and riri both scrunched their faces up at your yelling.

“ok first of all calm down and talk like you got sum sense. second of all you know how important this project is so why you tripping, baby girl?” riri spoke, causing shuri to look at you expecting an answer. “maybe because it seems like the only people in this relationship is y’all two! it’s just fuck me and my feelings, right?!” you said now calming down a little, but still angry.

“so we get yelled at because you wanna be an attention whore? wow, that’s crazy.” shuri laughed. this bitch-she had the audacity to call you an attention whore just because you felt neglected?!!?? oh hell no! “oh so i’m an attention whore because i wanna spend quality time with my significant others?! you got me ALL the way fucked up.” you began to walk upstairs to the shared bedroom.

they followed close behind you, curious to see what you were about to do. once reaching your bedroom, you pulled out a suitcase. “i honestly don’t know why you pulling out yo suitcase cuz you not goin no where.” riri said, throwing your suitcase on the ground. shuri followed up by kicking the suitcase down the stairs. “y/n you need to stop playing with us as if we can’t track you down wherever you go, kimoyo beads or not.” shuri said, glaring at your kimoyo beads.

“and y’all need to stop thinking you can talk to me any kinda way! i’m not some child so stop treating me like one!” you we’re beyond hurt at this point. the two people you loved the most were growing further and further apart from you.

“Look y/n, maybe you should start being considerate of our work! we go in that lab everyday and bust our asses to make sure you and wakanda is safe!” riri yelled, walking up to you. “you’ve been more irritable lately, y/n…what your problem?” shuri now began to walk towards you. ok, now you were getting anxious. these mfs is ganging up on you! now you were fully pressed against a wall.

“why are y’all fucking ganging up on me?! all this because i want to feel loved by my girlfriends?!” the tears couldn’t stop and their faces softened as they looked at you, realizing their mistake. “y/n baby we’re so-” you cut shuri off before she could finish.

“no! i don’t wanna hear it! fuck you! fuck both of you! how dare you treat me like shit and call me names when you’re the ones who should be getting yelled at!?!” you pushed past them, grabbing your purse and phone, putting on shoes and walking out the door to your car.

of course they followed you outside, begging you to stay. “come on, y/n! don’t be like that!” riri yelled, running after you. you got in your car and closed your door before they could get to you. you pulled out of the drive way and just drove. you didn’t have a specific destination.

𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷

it’s been about 2 hours since you left and shuri and riri have begun to worry. they hadn’t gone out to look for you yet being that they knew you wanted space, but DAMN. 2 hours is absolutely insane. you took your kimoyo beads off so they couldn’t track you the easy way, they were about to do the next best thing until you finally walked through the door.

they both both ran towards you, showering you in love. “baby! are you alright?!” “are you you hurt or anything?! where did you go?!” you pushed passed them, heading up to the shared bedroom. they frowned as they followed you.

“y/n? will you talk to us please? we just want to know if you’re ok.” shuri spoke and riri nodded in agreement. “i’m fine, i went for a little drive and stopped to get me something to eat. is that ok?” you spoke, giving them a side eye and rolling them as well. riri and shuri looked at eachother before sharing a light chuckle.

“ok y/n, you getting a lil too bold now, ma. roll them pretty eyes again and see what we do.” you scoffed before turning to face them fully. “not shit, that’s what. i really don’t wanna talk to y’all right now.” you said waving them off, but shuri wasn’t goin for it.

she grabbed your arm tightly before giving you that look. “you wanna repeat that princess?” shuri said and riri followed up right behind her. “yea cuz obviously you we must’ve heard you wrong or sum…cuz ain’t no way you just said that.”’she then pulled on your other arm so now you were basically restricted.

they begin to kiss your neck, slowly removing each item of clothing you had on (as well as themselves). “you want us to show how sorry we are, mami?” shuri asked, biting your neck like a starved animal. you let out a faint “yes please.” to let them know they could continue.

𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷

“oh fuuuccckk.” you moaned in ecstasy. riri was between your legs while shuri kissed all over you. “yea? you like that?” she whispered in your ear, softly biting it afterwards. your hands were cuffed to the rails of the headboard and you had a silk blindfold on.

“oh shit riri! please don’t stop!” you moaned loudly, causing riri to bring her head up and move her fingers faster. “hmmm, i don’t know, ma. do you deserve to cum?” she said, giving off fake sympathy. your breathing hitches as you reached your orgasm. “please mommy! please let me cum!” you were so close, you just hoped she wouldn’t deny your orgasm. luckily for you, she granted your wish.

“alright, cum baby. and it better be a lot too.” as if on cue, you came, creaming all over her fingers. your legs quivered as she overstimulated you. when you finally had enough, you squeezed your legs together, which made her slow down and come to a stop.

she gave your pussy light peck before coming up to let you taste yourself. “hey, i wanna taste her too! kiss me.” shuri said, causing riri to laugh and kiss her. “now it’s my turn. riri, go into the the closet and get my strap for me baby, while i eat baby girl’s pussy.” riri smiled and nodded, scurrying to do what shuri asked of her.

“awww. it’s so swollen baby. and you’re leaking! you ready to cream for me, huh? you ready to cum again?” she rubbed your pulsating nub causing you to ooze more cream. “yes!” you yelled, but shuri slapped your thigh. “yes what?” “yes daddy!” you squealed as she connected her lips with your clit, her fingers sliding inside of you. just then, riri walked in with the strap in hand.

“oh? she creamin already? damn, ma, ian know you was like that.” riri laughed climbing in the bed next to you, kissing your neck sweetly. shuri’s head bobbed up and down between your legs, her fingers moving rapidly. you moaned loudly, your chest moving up and down due to your heavy breathing and gasps.

“daddy! i’m gonna cum! oh shit i’m gonna cum!” you screamed. shuri moaned into your pussy before speaking. “do it, sthandwa. cum in my fucking mouth.” shuri said aggressively, lapping up your juices. riri whispered in your ear, telling you to “do what daddy tells you and cum, baby.” making your back arch instantly, cumming all over shuri’s face and fingers.

“good girl.” they both cooed to you. shuri thanked riri for grabbing the strap for her before standing up to put it on. the strap was of course made of vibranium, and i was about 8 inches long with veins that glowed a blueish purple. “ri, lay y/n between your legs so you can keep her calm…she’s gonna need it.” shuri said, climbing into the bed and running her hands up your exposed torso.

she spread your legs and put them on her shoulders. “i’m gonna fuck you so good, usana.” shuri said before bottoming out. you gasped loudly, pulling at your cuffs. “daddy!” you moaned, instantly creaming around the sex toy. “mmm baby. you sound so fucking good, you making mommy’s pussy so wet.” riri said biting her lip.

you let out the most pornographic sounds as shuri pounded your fat pussy, and riri whispered dirty words in your ear, fondling your breast. “i know baby, i know. you taking what we give you so good.” shuri said, barely above a whisper. they couldn’t see it, but your eyes was rolled to the back of your sockets as shuri hit your spot. you couldn’t control your body anymore.

“fuck baby, wish you could see how good you look right now, shit.” riri moaned. just then, shuri began to drill into you, catching you by surprise and making you squirt. “fuckkk! ok daddy! okayyyyy!” you screamed, trying to run from her unforgiving speed, but she held you down. “nuh-uh baby, thatha yonke into endikunika yona.” shuri said in a very dominant manner.

“say you’re sorry baby. tell me and daddy your sorry then we’ll give you and that pretty pussy a break.” riri said, slapping you pussy a couple of times. “oh shittt! fuck, i’m sorry! i’m sorry guys please! i won’t act up no moreee!” you moaned. shuri and riri smirked in satisfaction. “mhm, yeah. tell us who this pussy belongs to.” shuri said, rubbing your clit. “it belongs to youuu! oh shit, this pussy belongs to both of you!” you screamed, on the brink of cumming so hard.

riri looked up at shuri who was already looking at her. shuri nodded which let riri know everything. “go ahead and cum baby, cum for mommy and daddy. make that pretty pussy come for us.” riri said in your ear, feeling on your upper body. you being basically brainwashed by them, you came as soon as they told you to. shuri finally stopped and began the after care process.

𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷

you layed in between them both, their arms draped over you in a protective yet lazy manner. “we’re sorry, ma. we should be more considerate of your feelings and make time for you, and we shouldn’t have called you out of your name.” riri cooed, causing shuri to nod in agreement. “ewe, usana. we promise to be better from now on.”

you smiled weakly before snuggling into them and speaking softly. “it’s ok i forgive you guys. and i love y’all so much…please don’t ever leave me.” they both nodded. “we love you too baby, and we won’t ever leave you! we 4Lferss!” riri said, making you and shuri laugh. you loved them annoying ass mfs so much.

𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷

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author: i hope y’all liked this one! i did my best for y’all! send request loves 🫶🏾💕 also @imshurisbabymama here’s your tag, pretty! 🫶🏾

[d0llfaac3]

No.1 party anthem prt 2

Pairing: Ryan McMahon x rockstar!f!reader

Warnings: mentions of sex 🤭 and mild swearing probably

Social media au

Y.n.L.n (instagram story)

Y.n.L.n

Just some recent pics xx

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inhalerdublin: I wonder who that is…🤭

User1: they know something we don’t..

User2: mother is mothering rn

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ryanmcmahon: ur so pretty xx

ryanmcmahon (instagram acc)

We officially made it official @y.n.L.n

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Y.n.L.n: guys I know it the sec picture looks bad but I promise I kissed him after it 🫶🏻

ryanmcmahon: it was a bit more than just kissing princess..

elijahhewson: PLEASE get a room

ryanmcmahon: can’t a man be happy?? ☹️

Yourmumsaccount: Ryan I’ve heard all about you from Y/n! I hope you two are behaving ❤️

ryanmcmahon: as always ms L.n

inhalerdublin: the tiny one finally pulled

ryanmcmahon: leave me alone Bobby 😭😭

Y.n.L.n

He’s my little princess 🫶🏻

Tagged: @ryanmcmahon

Inhalerdublin: wear protection xx

ryanmcmahon: LEAVE ME ALONE ELI

Y.n.L.n: rawdogger till i die (it’s a joke Eli don’t shit urself)

Yourbandaccount: girl we’re so happy for the both of you, we hope you two stay together because it’s obvious that you two LOOVE each other

Y.n.L.n: NEVER DO THAT AGAIN IM SOBBING

Ryanmcmahon: honestly couldn’t ask for a better girlfriend, I get all in one, a rockstar, a cuddler, a romantic partner and a personal groupie, pretty good if u ask me

Y.n.L.n: what the fuck Ryan 😭

***************

Gang they got together I had no idea how to finish this off so ITS BADDD

[gabykatttt]

The Dazzlings vs Velvet and Veneer

Pt 12

Ms. Velvet where’s your brother Veneer? KidRitz asked.

Oh well for everyone who’s a huge Veneer fan I’m sorry he couldn’t make it tonight Velvet said.

The crowd let out a sad sigh until they heard a voice.

Stop the red carpet Adagio said stepping in.

This girl is a liar Aria said looking at Velvet.

You don’t know what you’re talking about Velvet said rolling her eyes.

But I do Sonata said getting closer to Velvet pulling out Floyd out of her pocket.

How did you- Velvet was cut off by Sonata speaking.

She’s been stealing this poor troll’s talent and forced her brother to tag along with her because she doesn’t have any talent of her own you big lying phony Sonata said.

And she tricked his brothers to save him by writing a letter and has them hostage Aria said.

The crowd gasped as the camera started recording Velvet making her chuckle nervously.

Okay I need to leave like right now Velvet said going inside the vehicle and drove off.

She’s getting away guys Theodore said pointing at the black vehicle.

Follow that luxury vehicle Sonata said.

With what car genius? Alvin asked.

Another vehicle approached them. The windows rolled down to reveal Brittany,Veneer,Poppy,Tiny and Branch.

You know how to drive? Adagio asked looking at Veneer.

Yes now get on we need to stop my sister before she uses Floyd’s brothers talent Veneer said.

The gang nodded as they entered the car.

Hang on tight Brittany said as Veneer started driving.

Wuz up Mount Rageous you didn’t think I was going to perform the boring old stage now do you? Velvet asked.

That’s what we bought tickets for the rageoun said with excitement.

I’m taking this show on the road Velvet said.

Ugh great they’re blocking the view dammit Aria said.

Yeah they don’t have some respect with the blinking Sonata replied.

Velvet turns around smiling evilly that she lost them pressing the button on her shoulder pad making her eyes glowing pink and started singing.

Velvet🎶🎤

Sweet dreams are made of this

Who am I to disagree?

I travel the world and the seven seas

Everybody's looking for something

Ohh this this to much I only have my learners permit Tiny said.

Ahh Tiny give me the thing Branch said.

What thing? Tiny asked.

You know the bling thing Branch said.

Tiny looks at Branch with a confused look.

Come on Tiny don’t do this to me Branch said begging.

Ha I know you was talking about Tiny said giving Branch the baby chopper.

Oh that’s good Branch said.

Guys there she is Poppy said pointing at Velvet.

Velvet 🎶🎤

Some of them want to use you

Some of them want to get used by you

Some of them want to abuse you

Some of them want to be abused

Alright girls let’s end this battle Adagio said.

Sonata and Aria nodded.

Uhhh what’s the end of the road mean? Brittany asked looking at the dead end.

Ahhhhhhhhh the gang screamed as the car headed towards the dead end.

Velvet🎶🎤

Yeah

I'm gonna live forever

I'm gonna learn how to fly

(Fame)

I feel it comin' together (oh, yeah)

People will see me and cry

(Fame)

I'm gonna make it to heaven (heaven)

Light up the sky like a flame

(Fame)

I'm gonna live forever

Baby, remember my name

Oh no Branch said looking at the yacht.

What do we do? Poppy asked.

Let’s hustle Tiny said pressing the hustle button.

Wait what’s happening? Theodore asked letting out a scream.

I didn’t sign up for this Sonata said holding on to Brittany tightly.

Oh god I’m gonna be so fucking sick Adagio said trying to hold herself together.

Aria stayed silent looking at the view.

I don’t feel so good Veneer said trying to hold it in.

The gang kept on screaming until they saw a motorcycle approaching them.

Great we’re so fucking doomed Aria said rolling her eyes.

Bridget Poppy said.

Poppy Bridget said.

So glad you guys made it Poppy said smiling.

Me too and I brought someone to join us Bridget said.

Viva you showed up Poppy said.

Yeah I’m kinda freaking out a bit Viva said.

What the hell is going on here? Adagio asked.

Who’s that other troll? Sonata asked.

That’s Viva Poppy’s sister Branch said.

Sister? Aria asked.

Yes they’re constantly sisters Branch said.

Makes perfectly sense Sonata said.

Veneer kept on looking at the view.

Are you okay? Sonata asked.

Yeah just feeling a little nervous of stopping my sister Veneer said.

I know it’s hard for you to be against your sister but she needs to understand what she’s doing is wrong Sonata said.

I know that’s what I’ve been telling her but she refuses to hear me out Veneer said.

Don’t worry we’re in this together alright Sonata said.

Oh oh hold on to cupcakes Tiny said pointing at the yacht that Velvet is in.

Alright girls let’s end this Adagio said.

Sonata and Aria nodded as they opened the door.

I have a bad feeling about this Veneer thought still looking at the view.

@simplydannie @angixraa @justnat3 @zephyrmars @goreroll @grinnworld @once-ler-ask-blog153 @horrorartist23

[s-creations]

Comes in Waves - First Meetings

Entries for the 2024 RadioStatic Week.

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel Rating: Teen and Up Audience Relationship: Alastor/Vox Additional Tags: Cursing, Angst, Fluff and Angst, I'll try and write a good mix of both happy and sad, They're both idiots when it comes to love.

No one properly ‘greeted’ you in Hell. 

Which made sense. This place was filled with mortals turned demons who were the worst that Earth had to offer. They only cared about themselves when they were alive and were now trapped in a place that made it clear that weakness got you killed. Still, maybe some humanity could have been saved. In at least one person. 

Too bad for him, he found a group of sinners who didn’t care that he was new. 

“You drew a bad lot of luck,” the ring leader laughed out, “Not only a sinner, but a sinner with a TV for a head? God must’ve really hated you.”

His attempt to argue, to put up a fight, was quickly diminished when a strike hit the side of his new head. The large, cumbersome head already makes it hard to balance. But the unforeseen blow made him collapse onto the ground. Both from losing his stability and from the pain he was in. His vision filled with static as he attempted to face his attackers once more. 

He leaned against the wall as he was closed in on. Unable to get back up between the new pain and the cold sickness seeping into him. 

Was he going to die, again? So soon after arriving to this place? Wasn’t that a little unfair? 

Well…it was Hell. 

Before the leader’s hit could land, all froze in disbelief as a black…tentacle (What?) suddenly burst through his chest. Yellow eyes widening in shock before any form of life is drained from them. Said tentacle apparently wasn’t done as it lifted the unmoving form up and threw it.

He watched with some small satisfaction as the body arched high into the air before landing on the ground with a satisfying ‘splat’. 

Said tentacle retreated back to the new addition, who was standing at the entrance of the alleyway. He was unable to make out any details, just that their eyes were red dials. And that they were clearly upset.

“Oh fuck,” another sinner spat out fearfully, “Oh fuck!”

“I’m a little hurt by this.” The new arrival spoke slowly, calmly, with a strange radio filter being applied to it. As they stepped into the alleyway, those remaining pressed themselves against the wall he was currently leaning on. Trying to put as much distance between them and the new arrival. 

Some even tried to climb the wall. He could hear furious scratches as claws dug into the stone wall. 

“I’ve been practically begging to have another brawl with you lot. Giving you enough dates and times for us to all play again. Yet you decide to pick on a newly arrived sinner? I know we’re in Hell, b̳̿͟͞u̳̿͟͞t̳̿͟͞ t̳̿͟͞h̳̿͟͞a̳̿͟͞t̳̿͟͞’s̳̿͟͞ a̳̿͟͞ l̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞w̳̿͟͞ b̳̿͟͞l̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞w̳̿͟͞.”

He feels that he should be terrified. Terrified by the fact that he’d just seen someone easily kabobbed and tossed aside like nothing. Terrified that those around him who were mere seconds ago beating him up were now begging for their lives, to be let go. Terrified as the form stalking closer began to grow. Began to stretch and tower over them, with wide antlers on their head and mouth glowing an unnatural green, showing off a wide smile of sharp, yellow teeth. 

Yet he felt…amazed, in awe, and the figure before him. Because, somehow, he knew he wasn’t in danger. And that he could take this moment in for what it was, to enjoy it. 

In a blink of an eye, the rest of the gang that had harmed him were torn to shreds. The building walls painted with blood spatters and limbs littered the ground. Still, his attention remind on the sinner who’d saved him. 

Their form had shrunk back down, allowing him to get a better look at the other’s appearance. Dressed in red and black, a tattered but still styled overcoat, carrying a staff with a microphone atop of it, a monocle placed before one of the deep red eyes, hair turning into deer like ears with small antlers resting between them. 

His savior was a little easy on the eyes.

He couldn’t help but flinch as a hand was brought out for him to take. Eyes flickering between said hand and the rest of the demon attached to it.

“Come now, I don’t bite. Well, I do, but not on first encounters.” The other demon said, their smile never dropping. 

He took it cautiously and was helped back up. Wavering slightly as he tried to get back onto his feet. 

“Whoa there! A little unstable are we? Hmm, but not just from being new… That’s a rather grizzly dent right there.” 

“H-H-Hit m-me.” Was the helpful reply. 

“Ah, so you can talk! Good to know! The wound’s not too deep, you should heal up in no time. Let’s get out of this area, shall we? I’ve had my fun and I’m growing a little bored. Come along.” 

He really didn’t have that much of a choice seeing as he needed to be guided out of that area, his vision still a little blurred. So he followed, being led around the numerous body parts. Attention going as best it could to the unmoving form of the previous leader. 

“Would you believe that he had the audacity to try and challenge me?” the other said, “Me? Of all people. Well, I’m nothing if not gentlemanly, a good sport if you will. Gave him plenty of opportunity, but he never took the bite. And then I find him beating you down? The nerve.” 

“U-Um, y-y-yeah…” What was happening? 

The sinner frowned softly, “That…voice is getting rather annoying. Can you fix that?”

“I-I mean, I-I’m no-ot s-sur-re?” 

“Hmm, must be from that hit… How annoying. I’d best be off. I would advise to not find yourself stuck in that situation again. Remember, only the strong survive here!” The sinner laughed as if he’d just told a joke, already walking away from him. 

Desperately, he called out, “W-Wai-it!”

The sinner paused in their steps and faced him once more, “Yes?”

“...W-What’s y-you-ur name?”

“How rude of me! I murder in front of you yet don’t even share my name,” providing a low bow, they answered with, “You may call me Alaster, the Radio Demon. And it would be in your best interest to remember it.”

“A-Ala-astor…”

“And what of you?”

“M-Me?”

“What’s your name?”

He…couldn’t remember. He had a name, when he was on Earth, he was sure of it. But arriving in Hell, the mix of emotions and information beating him down, he seemed to have…forgotten. He provided a small shrug to the other. 

While the smile didn’t disappear, it did drop as Alastor’s eyes furrowed. “You don’t remember? Not even the name you had when you were alive?”

He shakes his head. 

“Well, that certainly won’t do… Maybe base it around the visual box that you now have for a head? That would be interesting?” 

“V-Visual b-b-box? Yo-ou mean the T-TV?”

“TV?”

“T-T-Telev-vision.”

“Hmmm, oh yes, the noisy picture box people have been ranting and raving about recently. Personally, I find them a bit annoying. Why leave it up to a machine to tell you what you should be seeing when you can picture it in your mind? Ah, but that’s for me to fester over. Coming back to you… I would like to help you before I depart. I hate leaving unfinished business.”

He frowned softly. What had Alastor called it at first? A visual box? He supposed that wasn’t too far off from what it is. Even had a nice ring to it. If he maybe…combined them? 

“V-Vox.”

“What was that good sir?” Alastor leaned forward on his staff, ears perking up. 

He felt a little heated with on intently he was being stared at and stated again, “Vox.”

 “Vox? Vox… Hmmm, I’ve heard worse. But, if you like it, who am I to argue?” With a twirl of the cane, Alastor turned his back to the new named Vox once more. “I hate to name and dash but I do have other priorities to attend to. Murder to take part in and what not. I would recommend finding your way to Cannibal Town. You can’t miss it, just take a right on the first street and you’ll be within spitting distance. Tell them that Alastor sent you and that you need to see Rosie, she’ll fix you right up. But tell them quickly so you don’t get too many bites.” 

“And remember what I said, only the strong survive!” 

With that, Alastor took off. Not looking back to see if Vox had moved, collapsed, or was even being attacked again. The other sinner had disappeared before Vox started to move. His mind swam as he focused on remaining upright and keeping hold of Alastor’s words. 

Only the strong survive.

He took that to heart. 

Vox learned quickly what it meant to be down in Hell. What highs and lows it offered. Finding his first leg up was in realizing that, while this form was cumbersome, it was invaluable. Because he knew and understood things far clearer than ever before. 

Electronics were simple, they bent to his whim with just the flick of his wrist. He could just think of something and it would suddenly be in his hands. He could defend himself not only with the weapons he created but with the electricity that surged through him. He was stronger, far stronger than he thought he could be. And that was just the first few years of being in Hell.

As time went on, Vox grew in strength and territory. He brought Hell into the next wave of technological advancements. He built a name for himself by providing services that no one had been able to offer before. There was even the surprise that he could make contracts, own people’s souls and lives to have them work for him, and that added to his ever growing power. He became an Overlord.

All the while, as his empire grew, so did his interest in Alastor. The Radio Demon. The sinner who appeared out of nowhere one day. Who seemed to, overnight, climb the ranks to an Overlord while others disappeared. Far faster than anyone before him and currently anyone after. One who held few contracts and worked in the shadows. Everyone seemed to know better than to cross his path, lest they wanted an early death. 

For how terrifying everyone made Alastor to be, Vox…felt differently. 

At first, it was fascination. Why was it that he was spared a death when it seemed that Alastor had no issues with killing off lesser beings? Surely with how he’s been discussed, the Radio Demon’s interest should be in killing, maiming. Not saving new arrivals that are less than the blood stains on his shoes. So why spare Vox? Was Alastor maybe not as heartless as others said? 

Fascination turned to adoration. A small spark of something would hit Vox’s heart whenever he heard the other demon’s name. He, rather shamefully, kept record of every movement that could be saved. Articles about the Radio Demon’s actions and kills, what new territories he’d toppled or even just small points such as where he was most frequently seen when not killing. He listened every Thursday, 7pm sharp, to listen to Alastor’s radio show. Even going so far as to buy an old fashioned radio to listen in properly. 

It wasn’t love…but it was the closest that Vox could land on for what this feeling was. 

They’d never crossed paths after that first meeting. Vox was pretty sure that Alaster had no clue who he was. That he’d just become another face in the sea of sinners that the Radio Demon had no interest in. But there was a small part that Vox clings onto that, maybe, he had made an impact in some way? 

He just can’t help but focus on the fact that he’d been spared. That had to have meant something…right? 

Right?

Vox came across Alastor’s path once more, years later. 

It was on the more quiet side of Hell. Mainly an area that had been practically demolished due to turf wars and no one had bothered to clean it up. Vox was there to survey. He needed a new tower constructed and the city was limited on space as is. The area wasn’t too bad. Messy, sure, but he’d honestly dealt with worse.

He’d been so focused on visualizing the setup that he was unaware of footsteps drawing closer. Only pulled from his thoughts when a familiar voice called out.

“Rather depressing place to find one as bright as you.”

Vox did everything he could to not jump. He didn’t want to offer the satisfaction that he’d not noticed the other. But he didn’t hide the smile as he faced Alastor, said demon walking until he was right next to the Media Overlord. 

“I don’t make it a habit,” Vox replied smoothly, “Just doing some surveying. Don’t tell me you’re thinking of claiming this place?”

Alastor laughed, a familiar track mimicking his sounds. “Oh heavens, no! This place is just quiet. A nice area to collect my thoughts, nothing more. I’m to assume, though, that it won’t be quiet for too long. If you’re here, that means you’re looking to expand.”

“Hey, everyone in Hell should have a convenient way to purchase my products,” Vox said with a smirk, “I’d rather they spend money on me instead on bus fare.” 

“Ha, how charming how your mind works.” Alastor finally looked away from the piles of rubble to Vox, who felt his insides burn from the words and attention. “You’re looking much better than the last time we crossed paths. Although your head is different…slimmer? Goodness, I didn’t think you could alter your appearance that severely.” 

“Neither did I. But trial and error is a great thing.” 

“So it is…”

“...Wait, so you remember me.” Vox added weakly as if just realizing what Alastor had said. 

“Of course I do! Not a name one could easily forget. As well as you’re the only demon I semi-know that has a mechanical box for a head. You are unique Vox.”

“I- thank you.”

“Think nothing of it.”

They fell silent, staring out across the destroyed plain, the noises of the city providing some distraction as they stood there. 

Vox, gathering his nerves, broke the silence. “I’ve been actually hoping to see you again. Since I don’t really see you at the Overlord meetings.”

“Hmmm, I should be going to those, shouldn’t I? Nevermind, what is it that you want to discuss?”

Heart beating furiously, Vox shifted to stand in more of Alastor’s vision. The Radio Demon raising a brow.

“Given the fact that we own and oversee two major forms of entertainment, video and radio, I thought it would be best to…to partner up.”

The brow raised further. “Partner…up?”

“Yes, now, look, I know Overlords don’t really team up or anything like that. Nothing permanent anyway. But I think for us, it makes sense! You have the know how with all of Hell and people already know your name far and wide. I would help command the other side. So many sinners watch TV now, it’s insane! I’m more than capable of doing some heavy lifting. We would…just compliment each other, you know? We’d be an awesome powerhouse!”

“Hmmm…”

“Yeah! So…what do you say?” Vox held out a hand, beaming at Alastor, “Partners?”

As time ticked on, Vox’s optimism faltered. His hand eventually lowers as he waits for Alastor to say something. Anything. Even if it was just to tell him no and move on. But the tight smile that was affixed to his face seemed strained, painful, unwanted. 

Eventually, Alastor reached out with his staff to fully push Vox’s hand down to his side. 

“...No?” Vox weakly voiced.

“I’m sure in your mind, it makes sense,” Alastor finally voiced, “Nothing you said was wrong. But…this is not something that would benefit either of us.”

“I- that’s not true.” Vox frowned. 

“Really? What would I gain from this?”

“I mean…power- more power.”

“I’m quite content with where I am now. I have enough power to keep any enemies at bay and if I wanted to rise in the ranks, I easily could. There’s nothing you can offer that I would need.” 

Vox felt a stab to his heart. “I…you must want something?”

“No, there isn’t. And furthermore, what would you get out of this deal? You’ve already made a name. You have a business that’s thriving and money pouring in to where I don’t see your account drying up any time soon. I can’t give you anything that you wouldn't be able to find on your own. So, I will ask, what would you get out of this?”

You.

“I…I don’t know.” Vox swallowed weakly, trying to push the pain down. 

“I understand the appeal. But this is not something that would work. For either of us. Maybe another Overlord would be better for you, to suit your needs. But that Overlord isn’t me and it will never be me. I…would let this go, Vox. For your own good.”

“You’re…not even going to consider it? Just a little bit?” Vox asked weakly, stepping forward. Only to freeze as Alastor stepped away. 

“I have, and I’ve reached my conclusion, which is no. You’re doing well for yourself Vox. Don’t let this dissuade you.”

Voice caught in his throat, Vox could only watch as Alastor gave him a short nod, turn, and started making his way back to the city. The Radio Demon was only a few feet away when Vox called out one final word.

“Why!”

Alastor paused at that, turning back to face Vox. The Media Overlord hit with a nostalgia note from that one movement. “I’ve explained to you-”

“Why did you save me?” Vox called back, “I was…nothing and you saved me, spared me, told me where I could get help. Why…would you do that? Why me?”

Alastor shrugged, “Why not you?”

“Why not now then?”

“...Because you don’t need me now.” 

Vox was unsure how long he remained in that desolate area, but night had fallen when he finally started to walk back to his main tower. Sadness, the bitter taste, was slowly replaced with anger, sour and curdling in his stomach. He didn’t care how the lights popped out as he passed them. Lesser demons made a clear path for him as he made his way. 

He only let out a cry of absolute anger when he was safely locked away in his own office. The walls and floor left with electrical burns from the aftermath.

“Fine…” Vox muttered as the office lights slowly came back on, “Fine, you want to play it that way? So be it. I’ll…I’ll show you that you need me.” 

Smirking, he made his way to the large computer. Clawing at his desk as he waited for it to power on. 

“I’ll become a stronger Overlord. I’ll make you regret that you said no to me…”

[hoffmannwrites]

On My List

1  - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 + 1 Masterlist

Author’s Note: Look at me! New fic, new fandom, new style, ouhhh! So new, so shiny! Anywho, this is a 5+1 fic based off THIS text post which has been rattling around in my brain for weeks. Thank you @stevietruther for the insufferable thoughts in my brain.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson

Description: 5 Times Steve and Eddie kiss as friends, and one time they don't.

Warnings/Tags: Everyone lives, Nobody dies, 5+1, Kissing, Fluff, Idiots to Lovers, Friends to Lovers, some pretty brief mentions for drinking, smoking, being inebriated (the gang is drunk here but nothing too bad, just in a fun way), uhhh they're gay your honor, no beta we die like Barb, let me know if I missed anything?

You Spin Me Right Round

One

The first time Steve and Eddie kiss is also the first time Steve kisses Robin and Eddie kisses Argyle. It’s just the older members of the party and a few random acquaintances that tag along, and there ain’t shit to do but get high and drunk and play party games. Later into the night, when everyone is inebriated enough to feel comfortable around each other and they have managed to lose both beer pong balls, Vicki suddenly perks up, chest a blotchy bright red under her button up. “We should play spin the bottle,” she announces, feigning bravery with a hopeful glance in Robin’s direction. 

“Oh fuck, seriously?” complains Steve, who is already doing a mental inventory of the people there and how terrible it would be to kiss all of them. Well, most of them, at least.

“What? You afraid someone’s gonna realize that Big Bad Sex God Harrington isn’t actually all he’s cracked up to be?” teases Eddie, pushing his shoulder into Steve’s with a huge smile on his face. 

“No- that’s not- I just…the ratio is off!” Steve sputters, going hot under the collar. He knows that at least one of the girls is a lesbian and the other is his ex girlfriend and the OTHER is the girl his best friend has a crush on. And as he has this thought, his eyes shift to Robin who is wringing her hands in her lap, not looking anyone in the eye. Oh. Oh. This is her chance. To kiss Vickie without any one thinking too much about it. To see if Vickie is as into her as she is. To see if there are sparks, without any pressure. Because it’s just a drunken game. 

“We’re actually gonna motor,” says Jeff, getting up off the floor and pointing to the two Hellfire members behind him. “As much as I would LOVE to stay and lock lips with Munson, some of us have actual jobs in the morning. And Gareth is 1 beer away from ralphing on Harrington’s front lawn.” Gareth just shrugs, knowing he is notorious for over imbibing. 

The three Hellfire boys make their way out the door, leaving just the usual suspects and, of course, Vicki. 

“See? Almost even now, Harrington. Pass me that empty Seagram’s,” says Eddie, oblivious to the fact that this is, by all accounts, a horrible idea. 

“You go first if you’re so intent on planting one on all of us, Eds,” Steve replies, determined to call the older man’s bluff. 

“Gladly.” And with that, Eddie spins the empty bottle and watches smugly as it settles on Argyle. 

“Oh, come to Daddy, Surfer Boy!” Eddie exclaims, shooting his eyes from the bottle up to Argyle, who had already leaned over the bottle towards Eddie expectantly. 

“Dude. I’m expecting greatness. Lay it on me, bro!” Argyle says so seriously it was startling and puckers his lips in the most cartoonish way possible. Eddie grabs his face with both hands and lays one quick and dramatic kiss directly to the other boy’s lips, complete with a loud “Mwah!” Sound effect added. Everyone chuckled at the display, all relaxing slightly due to the fact that the first victims of the game were the two must unserious people of the group, who had no problem breaking the ice.

The game continues, with Jonathan landing on Vickie. He decides to chivalrously go for a kiss on the hand, as he previously declared his loyalty to Nancy. Nancy lands on Robin and kisses her softly on the cheek, sighting the same reason as Jonathan. Argyle goes next and ends up landing on Jonathan. He kisses the photographer lightly on his forehead and pets his hair, which left Jonathan furrowing his brow, but laughing nonetheless. Vickie goes next. Robin holds her breath as the bottle spins and spins and spins for what feels like a lifetime until it lands on…Robin. The girls lock eyes immediately and Vickie subconsciously ducks her head and pushes a piece of hair behind her ear. They turn to each other and just kiss. No preamble or bullshit explanations or disclaimers. They just kiss softly and sweetly for a few moments before breaking away. Neither girl says anything, but Robin is noticeably redder in the face and Vickie seems to lean into her just slightly for the rest of the night.

Next is Robin’s turn and although she prays to whatever high power she can think of for the bottle to land on Vicki again, it lands on Steve. “Ugh man, no! Gross!” Robin whines. “Dems da rules, sugar plum,” Eddie smirks and wiggles his eyebrows.

“Fuck. Fine! But Capital P, guys. I’m so serious,” she warns everyone before turning to Steve. “Don’t worry. I’ll do my best not to woo you with my masculine charms,” Steve says before kissing her so quickly that if anyone blinked they would have missed it.

“Ew,” she states simply when it’s over and wipes off her lips dramatically, like a petulant child wiping away a kiss from their mother. Steve silently takes the bottle and spins it, just begging that it lands on anyone except his ex girlfriend. Anyone! Anyone at all even…Eddie. It stops on Eddie and Steve looks at him, like a big brown eyed idiot in headlights, all that previous confidence gone. Eddie clears his throat, shuffles almost uncomfortably. “So, you gonna show me what Hawkins’s Most Eligible has to offer?” he asks, trying so hard to look like he’s not sweating bullets. 

And Steve is just drunk enough that he’s got the balls to shut Eddie up the way he’s been thinking about for months, since he was called “big boy” in that stupid trailer when the world was ending.  Suddenly, Steve is all siren-eyes and sex appeal, letting his voice drop just a little when he almost whispers “Get ready, big boy,” and grabs Eddie by the back of the neck. Steve tilts Eddie up just enough and takes his sweet time leaning in and ghosting over Eddie’s lips, just enough to make him shiver a little, but not enough for anyone to notice. They share each others air for a fraction of a second before Steve leans in the rest of the way and kisses Eddie, really kisses him, the way he’s been doing to girls for years. And Eddie kisses back, just enough that somewhere in the back of the rockers head, red flags and sirens are going off. But he doesn’t notice, too lost in the feeling of Steve on him to register anything else. They separate after what feels like entirely too long for a kiss during spin the bottle, and wait with bated breath. What for, they’re not sure. But no one says anything and the air feels like it’ll shatter is if they do. And then the moment is gone, because the doorbell rings and Argyle jumps up, chanting “Pizza! Pizza! Pizza!” And suddenly they’re all too hungry to focus on that moment that felt just a little too charged. The rest of the night, Eddie and Steve take turns sneaking glances at each other, like they’re really noticing each other for the first time. But come the morning, everyone is too hazy on the night before to read into it. They all remember the nights activities, but no one thinks to question the tension, chalking it up to being cross faded. Except Eddie suddenly pays a lot more attention to Steve. 

A/N: Fun fact! Wine coolers came out in the early 80s and have only gotten better tasting and more hangover inducing since! 

[labrxnth]

Misery Loves Company pt. 2 (Leon Kennedy x Reader Series)

Part 2: Strength Comes with Weakness

CW: alcohol, very detailed mentions of an anxiety attack (medicated gang rise up),

WC: 3,802 (I fucked up with the other one lol. The whole fic as of rn has the 6k sorry)

Summary: After last night's drinking fiasco, (y/n) has to deal with the consequences of her hangover and what she said to Leon.

Tag list: @makimakimi

(Y/N)’s heart felt like it was going to break her rib cage with how hard it was beating. She gripped on to the tan leather jacket like it was an anchor to ground her in the waves of her own anxiety. Out of all things to happen, this was the last thing that she planned. Her memories of two years ago came to the forefront of her mind. The night spent at the bar, trying to convince her drunken partner to go home was all around her. 

The bar had an amber atmosphere, dad rock playing in the background. The booth’s leather stuck to her legs in the heat, a little uncomfortable. The way her partner’s sky blue eyes drowned in his sadness and the alcohol in his system. 

“Leon, Krauser pushes you too hard,” She said, swirling her lemonade in her glass. 

“Yeah, I know,” He grumbled. “But it’s to make me stronger.” His ash blonde hair was stuck to his forehead and his face was a little red. (Y/n) remembered that he had been drinking for an hour before Hunnigan texted her to check in on him.  

“You won’t get stronger if you break your body,” She said bitterly. 

“What do you know? You weren’t there, you didn’t see what Umbrella did,” He spat back, his shoulders hunched over. 

“You’re right, I wasn’t. But I know from experience that burying your trauma doesn’t work,” Her gaze held onto his. 

“What else am I supposed to do when they made me join this shit show?” He almost growled.

(Y/n) delicately reached out and placed her hand on his arm. She felt Leon’s muscle tighten up at the sudden touch, but his stare held at the rim of his glass. “Leon, I think it’s time to go home. You need sleep,” She said. 

His glare shot up to meet her eyes, staring daggers into her. “You don’t know what I need.”

“I’m trying to help you.”

“I know you have a little crush on me,” He said suddenly. (Y/n)’s eyes widened and she looked at the table, suddenly interested in the pattern on the top of it. She pulled her hand away from his and dropped it under the table. 

“What does that have to do with anything?” She asked quietly, not denying it. 

“You’re just like everyone else, thinking that I’m just some little toy to twist to your will,” He continued. (Y/n) had enough of a brain on her head to realize that he was drunk and trying to latch onto any sense of control he could. But the brain on her head didn’t stop his words from stinging any less. 

“I’m worried about you, asshole!” She hissed back. 

“I don’t need anyone,” He replied, in a calm but intense tone that made the fire in her throat shoot directly to her heart and tongue. 

“Fuck you and fuck Hunnigan for texting me,” She said coldly and slid out of the booth. “Don’t tell me to go easy on you when you’re throwing up your guts tomorrow morning on the mat. Here’s money for a cab.” She pretty much threw a 10$ bill at him. (Y/n) refused to turn around to face him as she left, but she could feel his stare burning a hole into her back. 

She got snapped back to reality by the dinging of her ID tag in the dark, cold, hallway she often found herself walking down. Her boots squeaked on the clean floor beneath her, the reality of what happened last night starting to set in. The waves of nausea that had been plaguing her all morning refused to die down, whether from the night before or the incoming conversation she didn't know. The door opened to the cubicles she had to walk through every day. She tried to hurry past Hunnigan, not ready for the conversation about to happen, but to no avail. 

“We’re having lunch together,” Ingrid took her glasses off to clean them as she spoke. (Y/n) didn't know how Hunnigan always knew she was walking past her when she was, she almost never turned around when anyone walked through the door.  

“... okay,” (Y/n) said. The now familiar texture of Leon’s jacket in her arms shot a pang of anxiety through her chest. Her ears turned red at the thought of anyone recognizing it and more importantly who it belonged to.

Hunnigan’s eyes darted to the jacket and her eyebrows raised. “Yeah, you’re telling me about that later,” She said and grinned. (Y/n) winced at the sudden confirmation of her fear. She tried to appear as nonchalant as possible given her heart almost skipping beats at this point. 

“There’s nothing to tell,”

“Then I’ll just ask him to tell me,” She smirked and turned back to her computer. 

“You wouldn’t…..” (Y/n) trailed off. After about three seconds of silence she dropped her head. “Nevermind, you would,” 

Ingrid chuckled lightly in reply and kept typing at her laptop. “Have a good training session, I heard whispers that they want you paired with him for sparring. Try not to foam at the mouth from stress.” She reached behind her and handed (y/n) an orange destress candy, like she had done almost daily. 

(Y/n) heard her heartbeat and blood rush through her ears. “Thanks for the heads up,” she squeaked and grabbed the losange from Hunnigan. She threw it into her mouth and sucked on it, almost running to the agent offices. She burst through her door, careful not to slam it shut and sat at her desk. 

All thoughts of slipping into Leon’s office, dropping his jacket on his desk, and slipping back out before he came in, left her mind. All that she could think about were the excuses she would give to her partner. The ones she came up with were good, but knowing Leon, they wouldn’t fly. She could say, I was so drunk I thought you were my ex, but Leon would see through it from a mile away. 

Last night she was staring at him so intently when she said the words to him, any brushing it off would just confirm that she still had feelings for him. She knew he would ask her about the nonexistent phone call, but any excuse she had about that fell apart as well. 

It seemed like (y/n)’s world was shoving her down a one-way street, forcing her to come face to face with her feelings. It felt like an incoming tsunami, she knew how Leon would react to it, frustrated that she hadn’t taken the hint over the years. At least he would let her down gently; when he was in his normal mood he was nice enough that (y/n) would almost call him a gentleman. That is, if she hadn’t seen the side of him that wouldn’t let her call him that. 

She was crossing his fingers that he wasn’t fucked up enough from his mission to not give her mercy. 

All she could hear in her ears over and over again was his agitated, cold and calculated “I don’t need anyone” from years prior. Her palms were sweating like she was under the direct beams of the sun, her breath pounding in her ears like it was a kick drum. Everything seemed to stop around her, the only thing she could feel was the losange in her mouth and the orange taste. She felt dizzy, and sat on the chair, only to feel nothing. Nothing could ground her or get to her senses besides the candy in her mouth. Her breathing went shallow and she could feel her lungs fill with a stabbing, ice cold, sensation.  

Then, everything suddenly came to life. The smell of sweat came to her first, then the cushiony feel under her feet. What followed next was the feeling of her loose combat pants and tank top tickling her skin. After that, the bright lights and the voices all around her. It felt like she just blinked and she was at the sparring mat, staring directly at the one person she wanted to avoid. 

“(Y/n), you okay?” Leon asked, his face full of concern. He was in the ready position, one leg forward in an athletic stance, with his fists up in the air in front of his chest and face. He dropped his fists and stepped towards her. 

“Kennedy, ready up!” A loud voice from the right cut through (y/n)’s skull. She looked over and saw Major Sierra, the prick that was giving her the hardest time. She watched Leon’s eyes dart over to him and scowl. He put his hands back up to his face. 

(Y/n) mirrored his stance and waited for his move. 

“Ladies first,” Leon said and smirked.

“Then by all means go,” She said, taking a deep breath and attempting once again to ground herself in the feelings under her feet, anything she could hold onto. 

But it was all too much, (y/n)’s senses were screaming at her. Her brain felt like it was on overdrive trying to find the missing hours that went by. 

Leon scoffed at her reply. “Feeling better from last night then, huh?” He asked and tilted his head to the side, the cocky bastard. 

“Less talking!” Sierra yelled at both of them. 

Two things happened simultaneously in response to Major Sierra yelling. One, Leon understood how serious he was and like lightning striking was already in front of her, closing the gap of 10 feet and throwing a punch at her stomach, expecting her to block it. Two, (y/n) froze, her body shutting down from the stimuli and she took the full force of Leon’s punch. Normally, she would’ve blocked anything that he could throw at her, they would spar for 20 minute rounds before someone had to step in between them and say they finished. Her body freezing and the sudden impact of Leon’s fist to her stomach forced her brain to follow her body and shut down as well. She flew back a good foot and laid on the mat unmoving. Leon Kennedy was known as a good fighter, but holy shit nothing could’ve prepared (y/n) for feeling the air get knocked out of her so quickly and easily. 

All she heard was her name getting yelled before everything went fuzzy and dark. 

What was waiting for her in the dark quietness of her mind were memories from a few months ago. The warm atmosphere filled with tapestries, fake plants, and posters let her know that this was her apartment. No matter how much she tried, (y/n) couldn’t keep a plant alive; killing a cactus was the last straw for Leon, after that he told her to give up on planting and to get fake ones. She refused, but after he bought her a couple she indulged. 

The light, while warm, was dim as she and her partner were on her couch watching a movie. The familiar feeling of peace and comfort washed over her as she saw Leon sitting next to her. He had his hair pulled back by a fuzzy headband and a sheet mask on his face that she had forced him to wear to “get his youthful glow back”. Her legs were bent over his, sitting perpendicular to him, and she had on a matching headband and sheet mask. His arms were crossed over his chest and he looked grumpy, but (y/n) knew it was a façade; he loved the quiet moments of when his life felt normal. In between them was a bowl of popcorn mixed with pretzels and m&ms, something Leon had to turn her on to. 

“This movie is garbage,” Leon groaned. On the tv a scene of two young adults on a far off planet played out. One was running from political assassination and the other one was her bodyguard, both of them trying to figure out their feelings for each other.  

(Y/n) looked up at him in shock and gasped. “You did not just call Attack of the Clones garbage!” She said, “It’s been booked out at Blockbuster for months!”

“That is not how you flirt with someone,” Leon said. “He’s being creepy and for some reason she’s into it.”

“It’s not that bad,” (Y/n) said. She cringed when Anakin said I don’t like sand, it’s coarse and rough, and gets everywhere.

“See, even you think that’s weird,” Leon laughed out loud while watching her face. 

“He’s like 16 and it’s talking about how sand reminds him of Tatooine and how his memories of it seep into everything he does no matter how hard he tries not to think about it!” She said back. 

“Okay, nerd,” Leon snorted. 

“Like you know how to flirt with anyone anyways, Kennedy,” She retorted. 

Leon scoffed at her tease. “I know how to talk to women!” He said. “Unlike someone in the room.” 

(Y/n)’s neck snapped to look at him. “Excuse me?”

“All I’m saying is that it must be rough with your dating pool being completely open, but not being able to get anyone,” He flashed her a shit eating grin. “Do you need me to talk to someone for you?” He pouted mockingly. 

“God no, that would make them run as far away from me as possible,” She sighed. 

“Then maybe I should talk to them,” He mumbled quietly enough for her not to hear. 

“Sorry did you say something?” She asked 

“Just thinking out loud.”

“About how you know I’m right about you not having any game?” She grinned. 

“Takes one to know one,” He shot back. 

(Y/n) turned her head back to the movie. 

The light from the tv faded into bright fluorescent lights above her. 

She saw two people kneeling over her, Leon who looked like he just kicked a puppy and the other one was a very pissed off Major Sierra. She sat up, feeling a familiar, large hand support her back. 

“How long was I…?” she trailed off.

“A minute,” 

“Too long,” The major and Leon both replied at the same time. Leon’s eyes darted to him and he looked like he was scowling. 

“Get up!” Sierra ordered. “Everyone leave except for (l/n),” When no one moved he whipped his head around. “Now!” He said sternly. 

Everyone left except for one person. 

The pain in her stomach was just registering and she moved her palm to soothe it. 

“Kennedy, I said everyone,” Sierra met Leon’s eyes and (y/n) could almost feel the lightning shoot between the two of them. 

“Actually, Major, you’re not in charge of me. I was here to find out how much my partner’s improved since the last time I saw her. Anything you have to say to her, you can say in front of me,” Leon’s voice sliced through the air.

(Y/n) spaced out when Sierra started ripping her apart with how “shitty of a job she did”. Even through her spaciness, a few phrases and words stuck out to her like “wasted potential” and “now I’m just disappointed in you”. When it seemed like the Major was done with his temper tantrum, reality pulled her back into it. 

“We’ll definitely discuss your feedback and work on it, ourselves” Leon said harshly. (Y/n) felt him lift her up like he did last night, putting one of her arms over his shoulders and a hand on her waist. 

“It was just a punch, she can get up. Stop babying her because she’s your partner,” Sierra challenged. “There’s a reason we didn’t let you take her to Spain.” Everything the Major was saying was like a knife digging into her heart, twisting around but not giving her a sweet release of death. 

Leon went stiff. “I’ll remind you of my abilities and who I was trained by,” He said as a warning. “She needs medical.” He left with (y/n), not letting Sierra get another word in. Every step added more pain to her body and it took all the self control in her body to not throw up on Leon’s shoes. 

He walked with her all the way back to the offices, much to her chagrin. Heads snapped over to the door when the two of them walked through the main door. Hunnigan stared down Leon, giving him a ”what the fuck did you do to her” look. He gave her a guilty smile and dragged her to to the door of her office. (Y/n) opened the door and he sat her down in a chair, closing the door. 

“What the hell happened?” He asked. She looked up at him and instead of seeing the anger she thought she would, she was met with concern. 

“I don’t know,” She admitted and leaned back into the chair. “My body just froze up.”

“That never happens, are you sick?” He asked and held a hand up to her head. 

“No, I’m just having an off day. Must be the hangover,” She blushed slightly at his touch and prayed that he didn’t notice. 

“I’ve seen you kick ass while drunk, a hangover won’t do this to you,” he insisted. Leon walked over to the first aid kit that she kept in her desk and cracked open a ready to use ice pack. “I’m sorry, I had full confidence you were going to block it,” He sighed in frustration. (Y/n) could tell his frustration was directed at himself as he walked over and put the icepack on where he punched her. The sudden change in temperature and pressure to an already awful bruise made her hiss in pain. “I know, I’m a dick, tell me.”

She looked up at him, confused. “Wha-?”

“Tell me I’m a dick for punching you. And for letting Sierra talk to you like that,” He said, biting the inside of his mouth. 

“You’re not, like you said you thought I was going to block it, like I do every other time,” she said in between winces. “And Sierra always talks to me like that, I can’t have anyone help me and get used to running away from him. Plus sometimes he actually gives good criticism.” 

“Are you a masochist?” He asked. 

“No, just addicted to trying to be better,” She said and groaned in pain from him putting a bit too much pressure on her stomach. 

“You’re too hard on yourself,” He said lightly. He was laser focused on the ice pack and her stomach. His eyebrows were furrowed and his bangs were falling towards the floor. She got a sense of deja vu when thinking about running her hands through his hair. 

She looked up at the ceiling to hopefully get her thoughts under control. Leon looked up at her and eyes got caught on his jacket sitting on the desk next to her.  

“You actually remembered,” He said. 

“You wrote on the note that you’d pretty much kick my ass if I didn’t… which you did anyways,” She chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. She put her arm over her face, half to stop from screaming in pain from the changing pressure on her stomach, and half to cover the blush she had at Leon’s touch. This was not how she imagined having this reaction from him to go. 

“So, you remember anything from last night?” He pressed, his eyes darting to her face. 

“Not really, I was really fucked up,” she lied. 

“Then why didn't you call me anyways?” He asked. She cursed him silently for being as smart as he was. 

“I was hungover and didn’t want to talk on the phone,” She lied. 

“You know that I can tell when you’re lying from a mile away, right?” 

“Then why are you asking me?” She replied quietly, her face still in her arm. She could feel knots in her stomach, from something other than the pain and pressure. 

“Because I want you to say it,” He said slowly. 

She looked down at him, hoping that her face wasn’t bright red and was met with his cold, intense stare. “Say what?”

“You know what,” He said flatly. 

“Then you know why,” She shot back. His eyes seemed to be staring into her soul, pressing into her very being for the answer that he wanted. She was getting flashbacks to last night when he gave her that same exact stare. 

He broke the stare first and sighed. “I should’ve taken you with me, if I knew that it was this bad,” He squeezed the bridge of his nose.

“Leon, I’m fine,” She started. She silently sighed in relief from what she thought was him changing the subject. 

“Obviously not,”

“I don’t need you protecting me, I’m a big girl,” She insisted. 

He sighed in frustration and looked away from her. “I wanted you there, I wanted you there with me so bad,” He whispered. 

“I can handle Sierra, he’s just emotionally stunted and has to take it out on all of us,” She said. She thought that Leon had turned away from her due to his frustration with the situation; she shook off whatever alcohol must’ve still been in her system for her to swear she saw pink on the tips of his ears. 

“That’s not what this is about,” He said shortly. 

“Then what is it about?” She demanded. 

The metaphorical wall that (y/n) thought had separated the two of them came crashing down. It was brought to rubble by her partner in front of her. Her ears were ringing from what she just heard. Her fear of not being enough for anyone melted away.

She must’ve been going crazy; there was no way that Leon had turned back to face her and said what he did. The red on his face must’ve been from anger at Sierra for treating his partner like shit, there was no way it could’ve been blush. 

“(Y/n), I love you,” He leaned on the chair arms and looked at her, making sure she heard him clearer this time. 

She looked at him, redness spreading across her own face.

Leon leaned closer to her, until their lips were mere inches apart. “I want you to say it,” he said lowly, looking at her through his eyelashes. 

“I love you,” She whispered against his cheek. 

Leon put a hand gently around her neck and pulled her until the distance between them closed.

A/N: aaa, this ending had me kicking my feet and blushing fr. Don't worry, there's more to come, the hoes will be fed (I am the hoes) :]

Make sure to catch this fic when I first release it on my AO3.

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Can you do headcanons for the gang comforting you after you break up with your s/o of 4 years? 😢 it's your choice if you wanna add that they had a crush on you while you were dating that person or if they're just comforting you as friends! Thank you!

“He doesn’t deserve you”

A/N: i absolutely hate this tbh and went wayyyy off topic but anyway. this does reference the book a lot at the end so pretend bob was never killed by pony. i mean it’s hinted at that bob is the ex but still.

Tags: fluff, all the boys, big protective mama bear darry

Warnings: a bit of violence in this one.

“i really thought he was the one..” Y/N sat on the sofa in the Curtis house crying. “Y/N..i know you loved him, but he was never a good person. why do you think i wouldn’t let him around here? i knew from the start that something bad was going to happen but i didn’t have any reason to think that.” Darry sighed. “i should’ve told you though anyway.” Y/N wiped their eyes “No, no i get that. i just wish that i saw it. now he’s running around with that redhead Soc. why did i think he ever loved me?”

Just then, the rest of the gang piled in the door. “Who do i have to kill?” Steve and Dally said in sync. Y/N laughed. “We’re not going to kill anyone, i’m just going to hospitalise him.” they winked at the boys. there was a silence for a moment. “I think i’m gonna go for a quick walk. Dal come with me.” Darry announced, standing up. “will you be alright Y/N?” he looked back at them. “Yeah i’ll be alright.” they smiled before darry and dally walked out. Soda sighed “they’re gone to beat him up.” “I know” Y/N replied, way too cheerful. “im gonna follow them.” they stood up “Woah there cowboy(g/n) you really think that you can go storming out to beat your ex up?” Two-Bit put a hand on their shoulder. “yea i do. i hate his guts. That’s enough for me to be able to fight god never mind him” they snapped. Y/N quickly hugged Two before running out and down the street. After they ran out he froze. “SHIT.” Soda looked up at him “what?” Two turned to face him slowly. “Y/N took my blade..” It was now everyone else’s turn to freeze. “Shit.” they all said in union.

Meanwhile Darry and Dally were having a ‘chat’ with Y/N’s ex. by chat i mean they were completely kicking his ass. though neither of them had pulled a blade, they didn’t want to fight dirty no matter how angry they were. “Y/N is the sweetest, loyalest, most caring people you will ever meet. They’re like a sibling to me and when someone messes with my family, well, this is what happens to ya.” Darry hissed. Just then Y/N walked in. “Y/N! You’re here to stop them right?” Their ex fell to the ground, blood streaming down his face. It made Y/N feel slightly sick looking at him. “Dar, Dal. i think you got your point across. we don’t want a murder on our hands now do we?” Darry chuckled. “you really think i have that little self control? his nose isn’t even broken.” Y/N leaned down and helped their ex up. They hugged him. “This is what you get.” Before their ex could ask what they mean, Y/N drove the blade of Two-Bit’s blade into his stomach. “What..the fuck..” He whispered. Darry gasped, Dally smirked as if to say he expected it though you could see a glint of fear in his eyes. Y/N pulled the blade out and stuck it back in their pocket. “Dal, where did you say that church was? Windrixville was it?” they asked. “Y-Yea, windrixville.” dally stuttered. “well i guess i have a long journey ahead of me and hey, if they ask where i am say i’m going to Texas.” They wink before walking off into the night, leaving the two boys standing there, stunned.