#great fuking day :)

[jymwahuwu]

(Ignore this if this isn’t your thing)

I think about sugar daddy Yan jing yuan- man got money I know it I know he also prob has more then 2 black cards and lives in a nice home. He be such a sweet sugar daddy but also manipulative and sneaky too honesty. Yan sugar daddy jing yuan pays for EVERYTHING and I mean everything- bills? Done, high education degree?, paid for all the years you take, food? Done, shopping?- just know you can buy whatever you want with daddy money but you also have to get him a nice and cute pair of lingerie for him to see on you UwU.

And it’s not even thag hard for him too- he has the money and the status I mean- if the great general makes dinner reservation I just know the owner will literally be the one to physically be the host, take your orders, cook the meal themselves with their best chief, and serve it with the best personality and smile. Honestly it be no suprised you get the best views or the entire place is slightly empty bc of his status

Shops will absolutely bend over back for him when he walks around, if he ask if there’s a specific peice of lingerie set that they say it was out of stock- suddnly it’s there-

Always he makes sure your given the best in life UwU

He does all this with a few conditions that you have to follow. Each day 8 kisses, always hold him when in public, sit on lap when he’s in his office reading documents, and most importantly take his cock every hour 7 days a week. Yan sugar daddy jing is essentially molding you to a pretty wife for him.

don’t even think about ending this with him because you may see him as a only cash and sugar daddy but to him- your practically his girlfriend soon to be bride to soon to wife. If you do try all that money he given you will just be gone all of a sudden and your left with practically nothing. You’ll have to come back to jing since he always provides you so well.

Once you crawl back he’ll go UwU ofc baby one thing. And that one thing is he gonna fuking you Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday week- every hour, every minute, every second night after night sevens days a week (totally not a song reference 🫢) because after all that it so your too fucked to ever think you could just end things with him like that

You be play and be his pretty little wife and he will absolutely spoil you beyond your dreams. (Ik those dinner dates he takes you have to be SO NICE and these are def just mt extremes dreams to be his wife)

Thank you for writing such length of thoughts, it was a pleasure to read, sugar daddy jing yuan is something I have never thought of before because I was not interested... but 🫣 But this one is good, I added some background stories 😚💖

CW: yandere, non-con/dub-con, manipulation, abuse of power, fem! reader

You need money, really, you need this. You need to pay your bills, maybe it's an accident, maybe it's medical bills for your important person/pet, maybe you're too exhausted to meet those credit requirements, or some other reason. You move into smaller apartments again and again, eat fast food, and sigh while watching space TV. You need to move to a planet with more opportunities, but how? As you swipe your phone screen, a dating social media ad appears in front of you.

You hesitated for a while, but you still signed up, feeling a little nervous and apprehensive. You simply filled in the information. This application should be very popular. There are users from some cosmic species you have never heard of. The photo only shows a blurry profile of you. Out of place among all the pretty, confident headshots. The introduction simply states your hobbies, you… just want to do things like kissing, cuddling, and dating. Sex is the last step. You don’t think much about it for the moment.

A few days later. You're still going about your life, only getting messages from weirdos saying things like, "I want to cum on your face," "Can you give me a clear picture of your thighs?", "It's mating season on our planet. you can come here”. You always delete and block them directly, which is a bit frustrating. And you get another new message, but this time it's a little special.

Anonymous: hi

Anonymous: want to see a picture of my little lion? 🥺 she is adorable.

You: …?

And then you do receive so many adorable photos of his pet lion that your heart melts. You open a series of topics with this user. His profile picture isn't a real person either, but a picture of a kitten showing her belly to invite pampering. You gradually learned more about him and you felt relaxed talking to him, but of course he didn't forget to discuss...intimate things with you.

Then, the user invites you to meet to discuss more details, and even the cost of traveling through space is prepared for you. That is an electronic certification of a VIP ticket. The stewards of those spaceships bow to you and are concerned about your needs, preparing exquisite meals, blankets and pillows for you. You've never been so far away from your own planet and treated so considerately.

The arrival place written on the ticket is Xianzhou Luofu...?

You quietly search for information about this space civilization, and shyly imagine what kind of person "he" would be. After you got off the spacecraft, you thought about finding public transportation, but someone was waiting for you there and took you to the General's Mansion.

You: Wait...did you take me to the wrong place...

The assistant smiled slightly and left, leaving you standing helpless in the garden of the General's Mansion. The one you've been chatting with for months (the one who was even sending you uwu and kitten love memes last night)...is - one of the seven Arbiter-Generals of the Xianzhou Alliance. General Jing Yuan?

But you knew it was him as soon as the burly, majestic man with long white hair opened his mouth. When he caught a glimpse of you, his eyes like the golden sun lit up, and he rushed directly in front of you. He put his right hand on your soft hip and took you off the ground. "Baby, I finally meet you…" You squirmed, feeling overwhelmed and embarrassed, "You-you put me down first..."

"Oh… sure, my bad." After being reminded, Jing Yuan carefully put you down so that your legs could stand balanced on the ground. “We can’t kiss while I’m holding you like this,” he said before kissing your lips deeply. Your heart felt like a lightning strike, and you were frightened by such a meeting.

Is this normal? Is it developing too fast…?

The words and topics you prepared have no effect at all. After a luxurious dinner and confession (?), Jing Yuan carried you in his arms, entered the room and started caressing and breeding. You wrap your hands around his neck and stare at his sculptured, delicate face, his eyes flashing with some unknown desire. Those long white strands of his hair fell on your chest and tickled. Your legs were stretched out and were sore from being pressed by his balls and cock. The white seed kept flowing out unbearably, but you were required to keep your legs clamped around his waist to better receive the seed. Your lips parted, tears kept flowing down your cheeks, moans and cries were faintly heard in your throat, and your lower body was filled with sticky and loud pounding. The previous agreement (only kisses, hugs and dates) was ignored.

You have been living in the General's Mansion since then and have no plans to return to your planet. Once you have such a plan, Jing Yuan will plead with you with puppy eyes to stay, even though he has no intention of allowing this. Then as you describe, the general pays for all your expenses, even before you ask for them. There are no credit points in your bank account (you don’t know why it became 0, and the account was even canceled later…). You can only use the two cards he gave you. Now, even though you are thirsty while shopping, you use his card to buy drinks instead of your own money. He pampers you and you can buy any beautiful clothes, shoes, whatever you want. Of course, you must also carefully select a set of underwear before you finish shopping, spread your legs on the bed and wait for him, otherwise Jing Yuan will not reimburse you for those expenses.

Kissing him at least 8 times a day and holding his hand are still required, but asking you to be by his side all the time is a bit too much, even though Jing Yuan wants that too. He is considerate and knows that you need some time to yourself, enjoy your hobbies and rest. If you want to listen to music, read a book, have a party, exercise, shop, watch a movie, just do it. As long as you don't take too long and can come back to him every night, Jing Yuan won't mind. Sitting on his lap while he reads papers is a perfect plus. You need to warm his cock, comfort him, or hide under his desk and service him for hours. Once Jing Yuan returns to the General's Mansion, it will be the beginning of a long night.

You've tried to change and leave him, but that ultimately failed. After all, you can't open a new bank account right now, and no bank in the galaxy would. There is no way to buy a return ticket...

If you do try to leave in a situation like this, you will only find that returning to him is the only way. Jing Yuan has to punish you a little and put you on the bed to start the sex marathon. When the general had to go to work, you were placed with an electric dildo the same size as him, bouncing and squirting until you learned your lesson and married him. You will be trained to be a pretty little wife, snuggling in his arms, forgetting that you just wanted to pay the bills.

Maybe you should ask him about the purpose of downloading this app in the first place. Jing Yuan is smart, but he won't lie about this. He wants you, wants to love you, and wants you to be his spouse for the rest of his life.

[cursedkeyboard]

Babies shouldn't grow up ☆ Jason Todd & GN!Reader (PT.2)

What does Jason do after stealing a kid from Gotham's slums? Feed and give the little brat a home, of course. [PART ONE ♤ PART TWO ♤ PART THREE ♤ PART FOUR ♤ PART FIVE ♤ PART SIX]

pairings: Platonic Jason Todd & Child GN!Reader

To be completely honest, when Jason reached his apartment, he was panicking a little

The drive had been enough to clear his mind and he realized how impulsive he'd been

He is a damn vigilante, one with a hell of a reputation, and who's always messing with the baddest assholes of this city

Fuck, he's got guns and explosives in his house

But even with all the panic and rationality, Jason wasn't going to abandon you somewhere else

Orphanages were great places for villains to hit, the foster system might as well have been created by the joker, and no way in hell was he going to drop you at Bruce's

Anything but that

So he sucked it up and focused on your small voice full of wonder as you two drove through the city

"I didn't know there was so many tall buildings in Gotham!"

"That church is huge!"

"Holy shit is that a theater?! I only saw them in movies!"

At a certain point he was close to biting his fists in pure cuteness aggression

He knew exactly what you were feeling, could even picture your eyes glittering full of wonder behind the helmet

It didn't help his heart that your helmet also had comms, which were connected to his, so every single one of your little comments meant for yourself only were accidentally shared

Your Gotham accent was so thick too, born and raised in an area were the elite never tried to "cleanse"

Fuking adorable

Oh, also, he'd need to teach you not to follow strangers even if they were famous vigilantes

Because he realized how fucking dangerous it was that you just up and agreed to be taken by a random masked man

Sure, he knew he also did the same with Bruce, but hey, look at where that got him

When Jason finally brought you up to his apartment, still carrying you, he knew he'd have to immediately go out to buy some things

His fridge wasn't stocked with what kids need

Like... apple juice and cereal

Or any kind of vegetables

And, he definitely needed some kid safety stuff, even if he knew you wouldn't try opening the dangerous cabinets

... probably

Opening his door, he took you to the bathroom

Look, as cute as you were, you were also as filthy as a drenched sewer rat

He told you as much when he set you down

Your glare was worth the slap on the arm (it didn't even hurt)

"Can I assume you know how to take a shower?"

"I'm nine, not three, Red Hood."

"Not my fault you look like you're five."

He chuckled as you huffed and puffed

"Jason Todd."

"What?"

"My name is Jason Todd. Can't have you calling me Red Hood if you're gonna live with me, right?"

You gaped, big eyes going wide

He told you his name! And showed you his face! Why did this man trust you so much?

It... it made you real warm inside

You were quiet for a moment before quietly telling you your name, shyly, like you hadn't done that in a long time

"Hm, I think I prefer 'squirt', tho."

Okay, warm moment over, the guy is insufferable

Hissing and pushing him out of the bathroom with all of your strength, you hesitantly took your first real shower since... since you don't even know when

The water was black

You realized your skin could feel soft instead of oily

And your nails finally didn't look like you dug through dirt

Meanwhile, Jason was running around the apartment like a crazed man

Shoving his guns inside high drawers you wouldn't be able to reach

Trashing the cigs he had bought out of curiosity

And making sure any items for... his intimate partners were completely hidden away

He'd found those in Bruce's room one time as a kid and, needless to say, Jason still felt traumatized to this day

After making his apartment slightly less deadly and ordering food, Jason knocked on the door to let you know he'd left a change of clothes for you in front of the bathroom

Damian's clothes the brat left behind once he had stayed over when he was rebelling

they'd be a little too big for you but nothing like what his would look like

Once you came out, looking fresh and clean, Jason immediately carried you to the couch

Biting his tongue because the demon brat's clothes were actually so big on you he could cry

He ignored your complaints again, he knew your little feet were all scratched and they must have hurt like a bitch

Once you finally settled and didn't try to scratch his eyeballs out, Jason started to patch you up

Such careful, gentle touches for rough hands like his

He handled your injuries like you were made of glass

And despite your childish pride... you kind of loved it

It made you feel all tingly and cozy inside, like you were precious

Like you were deserving of kindness

As you started fidgeting with all the bubbling emotions inside of you, Jason tried to calm you down by talking

He learned your mother died from a drive-by shooting and your father was an alcoholic with a taste for physical abuse

"It only got bad bad a year or so ago, I think he blamed me for us being poor."

"And you know that's bull, right?"

You shrugged as he finished treating your injuries and started to dry your damp hair, a little awkwardly but attentive

"He left a month ago–or died, I don't know–so it doesn't matter either way."

Well, that was a healthy mindset for a child!

He had to breathe through his mouth to not get up and go put three little bullets in your piece of shit father's head

or his body, if the bastard was already dead

Jason definitely had a lot of work to do, but for now, ding-dong, he was going to focus on feeding you

And, no, he was never going to delete the photo he took of your face when he opened the huge takeout orders

Nor would he forget the way you cried silently as you ate

That was your first real meal in months

Your first real meal, washed and clothed, in a safe apartment that didn't smell of roaches nor booze, with an adult who looked at you fondly

Jason promised, to himself and God, that he'd make sure you'd never cry over something like food ever again

When you giggled at a joke he made and didn't flinch when he gently wiped a bit of sauce from your cheek, he knew he had made the correct decision

He'd keep you safe

To be continued...

[very-straight-blog]

I hate what the showrunners/characters are doing to Aegon. All his life he was neglected and mistreated and then one day all the attention is on him and he is made King and they tell him 'your father wanted you to succeed him' and he doesn't belive it but he goes along because deep down that's all he's ever wanted. To be seen as worthy of something. He is crowned King and he is trying his best to be a good King to his subjects, listening to them and trying to solve their problems and all he gets in return is people treating like an imbecil telling him he is seen as weak. Then his son gets brutally murdered and nobody shows and ounce of sympathy for him, not even a 'I'm sorry for what happened', not even from his own family. His sons funeral is treated as propaganda. He is rightfully angry and wants revege and his grandfather is more worried about what people is going to think of him than the fact that a family member died. Aegon tells Otto that Viserys wanted him as King and Otto laughs at him. All the characters are like "omg you really thought your father loved you you stupid fuking weak bitch 🤣🤣🤣"

God, is there eve ONE person in this fucking show that likes Aegon??? For who he is and not what they can gain from him??? They should have let him go to Pentos or whatever with his family and use Aemond to take throne or something. I'll just be Team Aegon from now on, he has no one but himself and his dragon.

Yes, I even had a post about it here.

This problem is related to the fact that the screenwriters seem to be trying their best to show that the people in the green team hate each other. Plus, they're afraid of ambitious women. There was no need to give us this nonsense with Viserys' dying words. Alicent had to start planning a seizure of power to protect herself and her family - that's it. This was also what Aegon should have been guided by when he took the throne. Simple and understandable, and most importantly logical motivation. But no - now Alicent looks like a fool who believes that Viserys suddenly changed his mind; Otho understands everything, manipulates his grandson and considers him a fool; Aemond calls them usurpers. Great, thanks. The same goes for the death of Jaehaerys - there was no need to show us how the greens villainously plan to make an act of propaganda out of the funeral, but they can't be a family, which means Otto shouldn't care at all about the death of his great-grandson and the grief of his grandson, and Alicent seems to cry, but forgets about what happened a couple of hours later, and then she sees her son crying and just leaves to have sex. And yes, Otto is acting like an idiot because he decides that the king just needs to know that no one really wanted to see him on the throne. You know, during the war, when Aegon should be motivated to fight as much as possible. As a result, because of these ingenious scenario decisions, not only do we get Aegon, whom no one cares about, but also Aegon, who in fact has no motivation to protect the family that hates him.

[cinmngirlnfr]

I can see you

Billy Hargrove x Y/n

Summary: Y/N works at the arcade and always sees Billy droping Max out, she thinks he's cute. One day, he talks to her.

Another day in the arcade.

Y/n was working there, beacause her mom told her that if she didn't get a job she will no longer be living in the hause, is not like she made her daughter pay rent, but she wanted to show her to work hard for things or whatever, the teenager didn't really listen.

-Hi, How can i help you?- she said with a kind smile to the little boy who approached the counter.

-I wanna know how many things i can exchange with this- and he hand her a big sweaty handful of tickets.

"Great, it's just 4:00 pm and i already have to deal with this shit" she thougt to herself.

-Ahhh, how many are there?

-I don't know, count them- he said, how old was this kid, and why was he telling her what to do?

After a few minutes, Y/N finished couting the tikets.

-Whit 200 tikets you can get a rubber or a popsicle- she said as nice as she could, that kid was fuckig rude, but she didn't needed a complain to the manager, not again.

-Just that? i want a toy car.

-You can not afford that.

-Just give it to me anyway- Ok, this motherfucker was pushing her limits.

-A rubber or a popsicle.- she said anoyed.

-But...

-a rubber or a popsicle or fuck off!- the boy looked at her offended. He was offended? He?

-Fine Ii'l take the popsicle.

She smiled kindly -Have a nice day- she said handing him the popsicle .

She took a deep breath, that was so exhausting, and she still has to do it for the next 4 hours.

-I'm going to take a smoke break- she shout to her boss. she did't even smoke, but that way she could justify the 15 miutes breaks that she usually took every hour.

She went out of the arcade to take some air, after a while, a car parked close to her, and a red head girl came out of it pretty pissed.

-I'm comimg to pick you up at six, if you are not out here, i'm leaving without you- Said a male voice coming from the inside of the car.

-¡Fuck off!- the read head shout, and the car left there at a speed way too fast to be driving in a parking lot.

"What and asshole" she thougt, "poor girl".

After the readhead entered the arcade, Y/N went right after her and got back to work.

After that day, Y/N started noticing the read head girl more often, but also she started to notice the guy who usually droped her off.

Yes, it would appear that he was an asshole, but at the same time, he was really cute. It was hard for Y/N to not notice the tight jeans he normally wears.

"After all, i don't have to talk to him while i fuck him" she though "So what if he is a jerk? i'm kind of a jerk to, who am I to judge?"

Of course, she had a major crush in him, but she wasn't gonna do anything about it, she was shy, and clumsy. The only thing she could do was fantasize about him cornering her in a dark alley and then fuking her brains out of her.

"Why am I thinking this? I don't even know his name"

One day, Y/N was at the counter checking out a magazine when the blonde guy who usually dropped the read hair girl came up to her.

-Excuse me-he cleared his throat and looked at her with a superior smile -Do you work here?-

-No, I just wear this arcade best for fashion- Y/N said sarcastically and the guy rolled his eyes.

-I’m looking for my step sister- he said. Y/N raised an eyebrow -And what should I do about it?- She scoffed. -Maybe, you could do your job and tell me where she is- he said in a more aggressive manner.

Y/N sighed -Fine, who is your step sister?- She knew damn well who his sister was, but she didn’t wanted to seem like a stalker.

-Max Mayfield- Y/N looked away from her magazine and looked at him confused -Do you think I know the name of the clients? Do I look like I give a damn about the name of the clients?-

He looked at her annoyed -the read head-

Y/N smirked -sorry, you’ll have to be more specific- she faked kindness.

-look, I don’t have time for your shit so just tell me where the fuck is my sister- He was clearly annoyed now.

-she left with some kids earlier- she said calmly, she had learned a lot of time ago how to deal with difficult costumers. He frowned as he heard her answer -Kids, what kids?- He asked -some nerdy boys that always hang out here…-

-Boys?!- The guy was furious now -what boys?!-

-Don’t worry, they are good kids…- Y/N replied calm -Do you know were they are?- He asked -they were saying something about going to one of the boys houses- he frowned even more when heard that -Do you know where is this house?- Y/N frowned, how could she possibly know where the kid lived? But then she remembered, the Boy who’s house they were going was Nancy Wheeler’s brother, Y/N had to go to her house for a school project a few weeks ago, so she knew where it was -Actually I might…-

-Okay, you are coming with me- he grabbed her aggressively by the wrists and dragged her out of the arcade -Dude, my shift it’s not over ‘til 8:30!- Y/N protested. -Shut the fuck up, is 8:27- he said looking at his watch.

He got in the car but she didn’t -Get in!- He said pissed -Man, I don’t even know your name!- He rolled his eyes -It’s Billy! Now get in the car!- Y/N looked around, she really didn’t had anything better to do -Fine!- She got on the car.

He started driving, super fast, too fast -I’m Y/N by the way…- he didn’t answer -Could you slow down? At this speed you are gonna end up in jail for vehicular manslaughter and I’m gonna be the victim!- She said a little worried -shut up!- He answered annoyed and drove faster.

After a while they got to the Wheeler’s house, Billy got off the car and rang the bell, Y/N stayed on the car.

Around five minutes Later, Billy came back to the car, he seemed even more mad and aggressive -Fuck!- He slammed the steering wheel.

-What happened?- Y/N asked -She went home an hour ago, my dad picked her up- he answered mad, he couldn’t believe nobody told him and that he had to drive to a strangers house with a stranger on his car for nothing.

-well… this is awkward… could you drive me to my house?- She asked -and why would I do that?- He scoffed -because you kidnapped me…- Y/N chucked. He sighed -… Are you hungry?- He asked -what?- She said confused -I said, are you Hungry?- He was looking at her, but he was very blunt and Kinda rude. Y/N thought for a moment -yeah, actually I am-

He didn’t said anything and he started driving, after a while they arrived at a fast food place drive thru -we are splitting the bill- he said. After they ordered, they were both eating in silence on his parked car.

-I’ve seen you at school- Billy said -you are like a nerd aren’t you?- Y/N looked at him offended -I’m not a nerd! I’m smart that’s all! But i don’t do nerdy stuff like, I don’t know, dungeons and dragons or robotics club…- she stayed silent for a while -I’ve seen you at school to, you are an asshole aren’t you?- She smiled -Fair enough… but remember this is my car and I can kick you out if I want to- he chuckled.

He looked at her for a minute and then his attitude changed… he smirked at her -so… do ya have a boyfriend? cutie- Y/N looked at him weirded out -what are you doing?- He caressed her knee with his fingertips -mmm… im looking at you… that’s all- Y/N blushed, this was in a sort of way, what her fantasies implied. But she didn’t wanted to seem super easy… I mean she was, she was already down for him, she was down for him when she hadn’t even talked to him, but he didn’t need to know that, she had to put on a fight.

-So… you kidnap me for no reason, you’ve been rude to me all the time I’ve been in this car, and now that I’m eating a hamburger and I have mustard on my face is when you wanna fuck me?- She asked sarcastically -when a man wants it, he doesn’t care about the circumstances- he replied -is that supposed to be a compliment?- She giggled -you haven’t even took me on a date yet!- She couldn’t take this guy seriously, I mean he was hot, but he was a little nuts -this is a date- he chuckled -No it’s not, when you split the bill is not a date- she laughed. He grabbed his wallet and gave her the same amount of money she paid for her half -there you go… now it’s a date- Y/N smiled, she couldn’t disagree with that logic -I Guess you are right…- she smirked.

He had a cocky smile on his face and he leaned to kiss her softly, but lustfully at the same time.

[nanbafreak]

WHY CANT I FIND A FANFIC WHERE SUN WUKONG IS A FUKING BOTTOM WITHOUT BEING TRANS OR NON-BINARY-

I JUST WANT A MALE TO BE PEGGED BY ANOTHER MALE

DICK X DICK

FUUUCK

If I want one so bad, I should write one-

IM NOT GOING TO FINISH IT BECAUSE I KNOW IM GONNA GET BORED-

Im not transphobic or whatever-

Just hate when they just keep saying that wukong was a girl in the past and bla, bla

Im well aware that everyone can write whatever they want, express themselfs and thats ok

I just personally don't like how they change their personality-

Also dont like bottom macaque-

For me Macaque has this- top energy

Past macaque had this submissive vibe- but present Macaque is a fucking top now, fight me.

And hate.

HATE

When SOME people act like Macaque is the only fucking victim when it comes to the past.

They're both at fault.

And they should apologize, obviously.

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Have a great day- just wanted to throw a tanturn....again-

[dondake-senpai]

『 𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕪 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕖 』 ᴾᵃʳᵗ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʷᵒ

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🄶🄴🄽🅁🄴 Fluff

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🅂🅈🄽🄾🄿🅂🄸🅂 Nobody knew what Gojo Satoru had been doing after his sealing. Nobody knew what had been going inside that Prison Realm. Unknown to others, the Prison Realm had teleported him into a whole new universe where they all were nothing but just some anime characters.

'Oi why are you crying?' Your bestfriend Ume had been grieving from the past few days but today she decided to show it externally.

"It has (fake sniffs) been nearing about 3 years and Gojo Satoru ain't out of the box. That brain rot Kenjaku!!!! I SWEAR TO GOD GETO SHOULD HAVE A FUKING MIND BATTLE WITH HIM AND KILL THAT BASTARD. Moreover FUCK YOU GEGE-"

The few students in the lab who were trying to complete their semester assignments turned their heads to us. Yahiko had been volunteering them all from the past 30 minutes, not a trace of irritation crossed his face untill now.

A heavy sigh escapes Yahiko's lips as his fingers massaged the tensing temples, "You know, Ume, we are not kids anymore and in the coming 6 months we will be out, seeking for a high pay job. There are burdensome of things to worry about rather than crying over some non-existential being."

He got a point. "Just finish off with your assignment before the deadline. I need to report the stats to Professor Souta also." The door bursted open with Yamashita panting hard. His brown eyes were widened with a confused frown on his face. His words slipped in cracking voice.

"She....is no more....d-died...." Slight tears were forming at the corners of his hurtful eyes. Yahiko stiffened a bit. The rest of the students gasped and muttered some words here and there, we were worried for him.

It was known to most people at the campus that Sato Yahiko, son of the most promising Business Man Sato Himura, had been stressing over his mother's illness. Doctor gave a word of consolation that she will live to see her grandchildren but they knew otherwise.

"They....they said....she will live, right?.....The fans"

'Wait what? fans-

"THAT ISAYAMA- YAMASHITA GET THE CAR, WE'RE DRIVING TO KODANSHA TOWER" And he left without further word.

A round bottom flask had rolled and crashed to the ground, spreading its pointed pieces yet no one was bothered to notice it. The room had gone silent.

People arranged their belongings quietly, the poker expression never leaving their faces and slowly everyone filtered out in silence. It's long forgotten that the deadline is in 2 days-

A wave of laughter echoed in the living room as you brewed coffee in loose trousers and a blue t-shirt. You shouldn't have told him the story, he wouldn't stop bragging about how stupid people are at your university.

'Come on Satoru it was not that funny. We knew he had a thing for Hange.' You kept the coffee on the table and prepared yourself for the banters to be thrown. Satoru's long and veiny hands reached for the cup handle, bringing it near his lips to gently blow over the coffee.

"Inside out. Two faced guy, I loved it. Who would've thought that he will go live for throwing his hands on the assistant of Isayama the great." You had face palmed when the news aired live, it was then that Gojo was made aware of the ruckus. God knows how Mr.Sato is going to compensate for the cause.

"And more over- he threw his arm on the back of the couch, crossed his legs and gazed at you with squinted sinister eyes -you haven't told your buddy Ume bout me huh? If she's such a lovesick fan then why not bring her over? Planning to keep me all to yourself?"

It didn't go unnoticed by the almighty Gojo Satoru. It had been over a few weeks, roughly around a month, that he got himself teleported in here. Since time works differently in Prison Realm, everything got mushed up. Maybe it was the effects of space-time that merged with his curse technique which is to alter things at atomic level.

It was like yesterday only he got sealed and today he's here. For others, 3 years have passed but to him it's merely around a month. No matter how much he tried to contain the information from the ongoing jujutsu kaisen manga, his brain refused to remember it. As if some spiritual laws were flouting him from accessing the unknowns.

Your face cringed at his words but internally your heart was drumming against your chest. Your favourite had been Geto over Gojo, tho he got those ocean like blue eyes and charisma in the anime but you fawned over Geto more. To have him sit beside you in black oversized t-shirt and grey trousers that you ordered online, made your mind go crazy.

'You think she would believe something soo impossible? She'd take you for a cosplayer' You had knowledged him nearly about everything related to the otaku world.

He gave you a shit eating grin (cause he knew nobody knows of his reality) before continuing with the coffee. You silently appreciated his presence in your life, although it's momentary. And he is more mature than what is been shown by Gege.

Seems like I am falling for him

You both savoured your coffee with some exchanging words here and there before getting back to complete your assignment. It aches your heart to be around Satoru like this. He was forcing you to wish for something, for something not to end too soon.

It was Sunday and everything felt so refreshing but then, your brain did a flip. Where's Satoru? Yes. He ain't in the house. Not at the terrace also. Dialled for his number (of course you gave him your spare phone) and it ringed in the living room.

Your face twisted as you stood at the middle of your house. Eyes dropping to the floor as you refused to shift your body. Did he returned back to his universe? Everything felt swirling as your body heavily plopped on the couch.

Was it just a dream?

[ragzonacamrencruise]

hiii ex-camren shipper, but i still believe tbh. i listened to a couple songs off mila's new album (B.O.A.T and june gloom) both are kinda obvious camren songs to me. a decade long situationship is insane honestly, but they are both lover girls so i see them doing this. i think they've outgrown each other, but what they had was very formative and impactful so they aren't entirely sure how to let go. this is atleast my take on what camila wrote in these songs, being the most lyrically interesting ones off the album.

hello anon!

tbh, those two songs are the ones which DO have meaningful lyrics. at least that's what i think. idk abt others.

after listening to her first 3 albums (4, if you consider the cinderella one an album), this one's all over the place. i get that she's experimenting with new things and that's great. production wise, i'd say there're a lotta sounds that could've been included and a lotta sounds that coulda been eliminated.

coming to the lyrical part, we all know mila's a lyrical genius. she's literally the one who wrote, "see me like breath in the cold" and "i wanna dive in, what a divine moment". but this is not the same person, cuz, "im a dog, woof woof" ain't doing it for me.

"you'd never give me peace of mind, so i had to give it to myself" is not the same as "loving you was sunshine, safe and sound, a steady place to let down my defenses. but loving you had consequences"

i feel like mila's still in the denial stage, cuz denial makes u do crazy stuff. a friend of mine was in denial of her father's death due to alcoholism and she was straight up blaming witchcraft.

deep down i know that they're not together anymore. but that doesn't mean that i can't hope anymore. they're the one thing that made me anchor myself during my darkest days and i'll never let them go. mila can experiment all she wants but i know there's still the lyrical genius, emotionally fuked up mila hiding somewhere deep down.

i can only hope she'll be able to bring that side out of her. and yes anon, their relationship was very impactful. i mean, mila couldn't help but write 2 full albums and dedicate it to L. it's uncanny how much she couldn't get L out of her system. it's exactly how our mother taylor swift says, sometimes you can't help but write 2 whole albums about one person and sometimes, even if you've spent years with them, you won't even write a sentence about another.

it's just how creativity works.

but who knows?? maybe we're all wrong and maybe they both are well and truly over each other. i mean, we're talking abt stuff that happened when they were 16yrs old to 20yrs old. i'm not even the same person i was an year ago.

change is to be expected. i, specifically, am unable to digest this drastic change in mila cuz, well, i simply cannot bear to watch my baby mila grow up. i mean . . . she's cursing in songs more often now? my baby mila would never do that. but she's not a baby anymore and that's what angers (read as: saddens) me the most.

i'm just hoping for something just a little bit better, at this point, so that my heart gets consolation with a glimpse of that little part of mila who wrote 2 full masterpieces.

[talkingteardrop]

info on my fantribes for the bfdi WOF au!

Foodwings:

They aren’t technically their own tribe, they’re subspecies of existing tribes

Gelatin is a subspecies of leaf, rain, and seawings. he can breathe underwater for a limited amount of time

Lollipop is a subspecies of sand and hivewings. her lollipop tail has venom in it, however its weaker than Sandwing and Hivewing venom, it just puts the person she injects it into a coma

Cake is a Subspecies of night, mud, and Silkwings. He can hold his breath for a maximum of 45 minutes, however he isnt good at holding his breath so he normally only holds his breath for 15-30 minutes at once

Pie is a subspecies of Silkwings, she can pull blueberry flavored silk from glands on her wrists, which she often uses to add flavor to fruit dishes she makes

Fries is a subspecies of rain and sandwings, he has weak venom in both his fangs and his tail, all it does is knock out the person he injects it with for a few hours, the rainwing venom he has just causes pain to the dragon

Donut is a subspecies of sandwings, he has no venom in his tail, but can go a long while without water and can withstand high heats

Taco is a subspecies of leaf (lettuce), sand (shell), and seawings (fish), she can breath underwater, her green can slightly shift colors to a brown, and she can live without water for a week, she also has venom in her tail just like fries

Mathwings:

They are a species of dragons from a different continent, one long destroyed. The mathwings had to flee from the continent as it was sinking. And they made it all the way to Goiky

X: one of the weaker mathwings, his powers are very limited to short distance teleporting, they’re also extremely small, looking like a dragonet of only a few years old, he also has very VERY weak wings and can barely fly, however, all these shortcomings give them another ability. He has, an EXTREMELY good sense of smell, he can be in a forest, surrounded by flowers and leaves, and smell out one tiny leafwing dragonet. He can sniff out the relative size of a dragon, what tribe they are (“i smell a leaf dragon” “i can smell a metal dragon?” “Hmm..a fire dragon..”)

4: one of the most powerful mathwings. Constantly gets mistaken for X’s parent, which he HATES as they are in a relationship with X. He can fly for weeks, possibly months, without a break (which was great for when the equation environment was destroyed)

2: another one of the most powerful mathwings. Pretty damn strong and can also fly for weeks. When the equation environment was destroyed, they would carry 9 or 6 when either of their wings got tired

6: a relatively normal mathwing, she can fly for a week before needing a break. He can also breathe fire, weak fire but still fire. They are dating 9 and constantly has to stop 9 from injuring themself

9: also relatively normal in power, can only fly for 3-5 days, can spit out acid from his fangs, and breathe fire, he can also squeeze into very tight spaces. Shes also a fuking dumbass

Mechanicalwings:

mechanicalwings are robotic dragons that are made by other dragons, however one has been found in the wild, without having ever been created by another dragon

Remote: The only mechanicalwing to be found in the wild, she doesn’t like most other dragons and stays with her team at all times, even protecting Fanny and lightning from -unintelligible- when theyd angered her.

TV: A mechanicalwing made by Golf Ball. He never leaves the lab and often would hang out with Golf Club and use his belly screen to communicate with her.

Robot Flower: a mechanicalwing made by Basketball intended to keep Grassy company when she was gone

Mineralwings

dragons based off of minerals, hence the name

Ruby: A slightly see through mineralwing with small gems jetting out of her body, she glows when she experiences a strong positive emotion. She has a LOT of energy all the time and is seen running around goiky, she also often spends a MONTH flying to Yoyleland to grab herself some yoyle berries.

Rocky: A small mineralwing who loves running around, sometimes toppling into situations where he almost dies. He cant swim at all, but loves the water. So Golf Ball made him a kiddy pool. He has small rocks pokingout of his scales that he uses for self defense, rubbing against an attacker to scratch them, bad.

Loser: A Mineralwing with glass scales, however the only parts of him that are see through are his horns, spines, teeth, and claws. He never attacks people as he doesn’t want to damage himself. Hes very close to winner

Winner: a slightly squishy mineralwing, seemingly made out of a naturally occurring goo. They can squish their body into gaps most dragons cant fit in. Theyre very close to loser and is slightly eepy at all times

Needle: a grey mineralwing wity a pointy tail. She often has to prevent Naily from stabbing people with her tail point.

Naily: a smaller mineralwing, she looks very alike to her big sister. Grey body, spike on the end of her tail. Unlike her sister she loves stabbing people. Mainly her adoptive brother, Nickel.

[via-rant]

Wanted to experiment on Trichotillomania (Especially since I've had many urges.)

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"You agreed to letting me on watch."

"Yeah, on watch! Not fight them by yourself!"

"I didn't have a chance to wake anyone up!! Why even agree to it if you know I'm not going to be good at it?! I'm not a fighter, you said it yourself, I fix the ship!! That's it!! And now we're all stranded until I can get her working again!! Which is going to take at least a month!!"

"What the hell is wrong with you?!"

"What did I do now?!"

"You yelled at me!"

"What are you, five?!" He asked and another second he felt his cheek stinging.

Everything was frozen as tears filled his eyes. Cause it hurt.

"You don't get to talk back."

"I was explaining-" He slapped him again.

"No. Talking. Back. You understand?" He asked and Leo didn't know what else to do.

"Um..." He raised his hand again and Leo flinched.

"Do you understand?"

"Y-yes." He forced and he slapped him again. He felt 8 again. 9, 10, 11, 12, 13. He shook, tears falling, not knowing what Jason wanted. He was scared. Alone.

"He'll never understand."

"He'll probably just mess up again anyway."

"No, I can do it."

"Oh Leo. You'll never be able to do it. You'll fail over and over and over and everyone will hate you."

"Will? We already do."

"No."

"You're not good enough."

"Stop it."

"You're weak."

"Jason-"

"Just a thing people use. You're not special."

"No."

"No one needs you."

"Stop it."

"How do you even know you're human? You like machines more than us."

"Stop it!"

"And you look like Sammy. How do you know your parents didn't just built you because your mom was losing him?"

"Stop it!!" He yelled holding his ears tight fingers digging into his head.

"Stop it stop it stop it!!" He screamed hitting the palm of his hands on his ears. Then someone punched him. He backed away holding his nose and when he saw the blood dripping he made a noise of distress and stomped his foot. He took his hammer and started hitting a tree with it. He yelled and threw it when it didn't work. He started hitting his head with his fists yelling and crying and pulling at his hair. Pulling at his hair helped a lot. Especially when he pulled out a big chunk of it. He felt better. And it hurt so it grounded him.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself in his bed, a chunk of his hair in his hand. He shook as he looked at it. Feeling sick with guilt, he threw it away in the trash next to him. He sobbed after another minute, head in his knees.

He wore a hat the rest of the week hoping it wouldn't happen again. But it did. Over and over and over. Meltdown after meltdown, nightmare after nightmare. He forced himself to stay awake after a month of it. He pulled his hair out at least five times in the span of almost two months.

Not to mention the nightmares. Oh the nightmares just like the first one. They yell at him, throw things at him, hit him. Or everything is on fire and he watches his mother burn all over again or he feels himself burning as the voices tell him how useless he is. How much of a freak he is. There was one where they walked right through him. No one saw him, talked to him. He never existed. He yelled, begged for someone to look at him, notice him, notice how much he's suffering.

"Please. Please I'll do anything." He had cried. He woke up having to remind himself it wasn't real. After throwing away another chunk of hair. He also started to get more scared. He knew his nightmares weren't real but they seemed real. He just ended up hiding in Bunker nine after another one hoping he'd be left alone, forcing himself to stay awake.

He was left alone. But only because they couldn't find him. He hid in a capartment in the back of the Bunker. They looked for days. Annabeth found him in the bathroom. She watched him slip when she opened the door, hitting his nose on the corner of the counter, a glass piece getting stuck in his wrist.

"Oh my Gods are you okay?!" Annabeth yelled running over. Great. Annabeth. Fuking Annabeth. There was nothing wrong with her he just probably looked pathetic to her. She went through literal hell, what did he have to complain about? Hair?! She tried to help him up but he flinched back and sat himself up.

"I'm fine." He said with a weak smile before raising his head to stop the bloody nose.

"No. You're not. Sit still." She gave him his hat and some toilet paper for the nose and rushed off before coming back with bandages and some ambrosia. She pulled out the glass and started wrapping it while he had his head up, until his nose cleared.

"This is all I can do for now. We'll get you to the infirmary-" Leo started to panic.

"You know, I think I'm-"

"Stop it Leo! Just... just stop." When he looked at her, he actually looked at her. She looked worried and almost scared. She had tears in her eyes. He realized she was caring for him. She cared.

"You need help, Leo. I want to help you. We want to help you." Her voice cracked and he broke down. He sobbed and she hugged him.

"We're here. Okay? You can tell us anything. We won't judge you. We won't make fun of you. Especially not for something like this."

[tam-ezrac]

[The City is located on the Moon: An Addendum]

Hello! It's your resident neighborhood Idiot, Did you ever want to possess some extra knowledge that won’t be relevant for atleast another decade?? No?

Damn, too bad You never had a choice, get [DATA EXPUNGED]

This post is an Unofficial follow up to Reddit(ew) user u/Evening_Giraffe_2744: "The City is located on the Moon" theory. Which posits the aforementioned title being true(no duh)

This post will work under the presumption that said theory is true and will provide additional information related to it(I sound so repetitive).

If you HAVEN'T read the post yet or need a refresher, go do that, else you'll be lost, and for everyone else, let's hop into this pit!

Alright so this post will (try) to answer 2 questions:

1-Where is the City (specifically) located?

2-What is the Great Lake(and any other detail I can fit in)

Alright, starting with the first one, please {LOOK AT THESE 3 PHOTOGRAPHES}:

Alrighty, the first two are pretty self explanatory, the one in red(left) is found within [LIMBUS COMPANY], both within the files and the downloading screen. And the second image(right) comes from Distortion Detective's very own Ezra!(it is very crudely drawn)

As for big old number 3? Well she's named Mare Imbrium and it's where the City located obviously! Don't believe me? Well watch this!:

As we can see in these 2 pictures, which I super imposed upon n'3, they fit decently well(and when I mean they, I mean the left one(sorry not sorry Ezra)) the only caveat being that both of them had to be flipped, tho I can definitely see it as a intentional choice on PM's part.(Plus it makes a bit more sense in the second question of this essay)

As a fun little bonus I'll even add the size of of Imbrium and by extension the City here(just don't expect this to be correct):

With a Diameter of 1145km(and assuming a circle)

We get a Circumference of ~3597.12km

Or an Area of ~1,029,677km2

If we want to find Volume(km3) we would need height(5km deep and 7km high cause of mountains) which gives us 12km of height

Add these into a calculator for a cylinder and we get a Volume of ~12,356,119.53km3

(The Diameter, Depth and Mountain Heights were take straight from Wikipedia.)

Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but I remember, somewhere, where it was mentioned by PM that the City should be either as big as Colombia or Bolivia, both of which fall very close to the Area(km2) that I have calculated, so unless this is confirmation bias, please correct me if I'm wrong.

Now onto question numero Zwei! What is the Great Lake??

It's Oceanus Procellarum, like, it's not even a contest, PM would have to actively blind themselves not to make it O.P. Like, do you see the size that lad?? Do ya know how big it is? If you combined all the Mares on this image you would arrive at around ~4,4 million km2 which is 2.3 million short of how big O.P is, with a whopping 6.6 million km2 it is twice as big as India, needless to say, it is chunky.

Tl,dr; [The City on the Moon] theory as alot more ground(or sea) to stand on then you can even begin to fathom.

Fun facts:

1-Mare can be directly translated from Latin to English as [Sea].

2-Imbrium translates into [Rain] making it's full name [Sea of Showers].

3-there is a Mare called [Mare Cognitum] that is located above Mares Humorum and Nubium.

4-the reason why I didn't show my math for the rest of the Mares and O.P is because I simply repeated the same thing as when I calculated Mare Imbrium.

Afterword: Hello, hello, it's your lovable idiot here, sorry I haven't been uploading my art recently, I've been trying to figure out how to use Spine(the program and my normal one)+binged the first 3 novels of [Dungeon Dive: Aim for the Deepest Level] needless to say its fuking goooood, highly rec. My next NON-art related thing will probs be smt along the lines of [Re:conceptualizing LoR and LCB Systems] so, uh, stay turned for that? Apart from that, have a wonderful day!

[selfhelpforstudents]

I’ve got nothing to ask to be honest. Just saying hi I guess?

It’s been quite some time since I’m preparing for my exams and it’s due in 16 days.

I’m fuked in the brain department and my slime brain is writing this

Have a great day

Night folks

First off, hi! 👋 I feel you—sometimes, you just need to say it like it is, even if it’s just to vent into the void. Sounds like you’ve been deep in the exam trenches for a while now, and with just 16 days to go, it’s no wonder your brain’s feeling a little… well, slimy.

1. Embrace the Brain Slime

Let’s be real: exam prep can turn your brain into goo. But hey, that’s just a sign that you’re putting in the work. Sometimes, it’s about powering through even when your brain feels like it’s running on empty. Take it as a weird compliment—you’re pushing yourself, and that’s something to be proud of, even if it feels a little gross.

2. Quick Recharge Tips

With the finish line in sight, you’ve got to keep that brain functioning (even if it feels like it’s oozing out of your ears). Here’s a quick strategy to keep going:

Microbreaks: Every hour, take 5-10 minutes to just do nothing related to studying. Stare at the wall, stretch, grab a snack—whatever helps clear your mind, even briefly.

Power Naps: If you can squeeze in a 20-minute nap during the day, go for it. It’s like hitting the refresh button on your brain.

Hydrate & Snack Smart: Keep water and some brain-fueling snacks nearby. Think nuts, fruit, or dark chocolate—your brain will thank you.

3. Don’t Forget to Laugh

When your brain feels fried, sometimes the best medicine is just to laugh at the absurdity of it all. Watch a funny video, scroll through some memes, or just think about how ridiculous it is that we’re all in this same boat, turning our brains into mush over exams.

4. Countdown Mentality

16 days might feel like both an eternity and a blink at the same time. Try flipping the script—each day down is a day closer to being done. You’re in the home stretch now, and you’ve made it this far. Keep pushing, and just take it day by day.

5. Slime Brain Solidarity

Remember, you’re not alone in this brain-melty madness. Everyone prepping for exams is probably feeling some version of what you’re going through. We’re all just doing our best to get through it without completely losing it.

So hang in there, fellow slime brain. You’re almost there. And when you finally get to the other side, you’ll look back and laugh at how ridiculous it all seemed. Until then, keep going—slimy brain and all. Have a great day (or night), and good luck!

[redraven393]

Catching up with Philza QSM Vod

July 21

WAKE CHAYANNE YOU WILL DIE IF U DON’T DO YOUR MISSIONS OMG PLS

“I’ll stay Alive dad” he says as he did ZERO MISSIONS- lol he did just be Cucurucho all week

“bad lookn SO HOT” QSMP had change him omg

??was Dapper talking to Bad’s Chat??-oh yes he did!!

PHIL NO D:<

“I can be MORE of a shit head”

YES make a new Weapon- cause apparently yours are trash according to Etoiles

Ohh new music- its nice :D

the Dorime song is a copy right one good to know

?? who ruin the old man’s lawn??

CHAYANNE IM GLAD TO SEE YOU KIDO WE MISS YOU

“im not dead yet” he lied

Omg its Tallulah lol- PHILZA PLS THE 4th wall was just fixed u cant break I on first day

Selective literacy of course

POG to Tallulah for trying to roleplay Chayanne she is such a trooper

Yes that so crazy yes yes

Tubbo raid hello

Disclaimer : NOT CHAYANNE

Ohh a forbidden block?- oh don’t you dare play dirty Challulah

Omg PHIL pls these kids have a life

YAY EARLY BIRB STREAM - Omg Tallulah is ALSO ONE OF THE CROWSS??

Ohh MOVIE night?

Safety first before adventure

Aww but Phil think about the AEISTHETIC for your Angel of Death thing- SEE you got ALL the Materials

Godamn those hips- PHILZA PLS

Lol the kids alredy have them

I mean Etoiles was Right your gears was quite shit

Thanks Tubbo

LUCKY DUCKS YEAHH

Ah yes of course “chayanne” did not know Phil adopted her- PHIL PLS THE SONG

Oh god they do that back then?

Challulah update time

Oh the French national day?- ohh Horses- you guys did WHAT to Foolish??- and you Guys become him??-  Kelp didn’t help oh no-  mean he did ask for it- of Course Tallulah will know better.

Xoxox gossipgirl

Of course you are Chayanne kiddo we all believe you

 Ohh new plant pet- RAINBOW??GLAS??- oh no they can get damage now??

Yeah aint that crazy she is with u guys in spirits

Oh god

Love that Phil’s threat was not an attempt at harm but his rage and ire

Oh fuck that Nightmare – ah FUCK CHALLULAH

OH HEY THE BRAZILLIANS

HEY RICHA BABY HOW ARE YOUU

Hey MIKE hii PAC and AYEPIERRE

Oh no the wither

Oh no why are u guys sayog sorry??- omg are they BRIBING HIM???

LOL THEY DID-LMAO they are so Funny- OMG PAC AND MIKE is so FUKIN Awsome

AWW YES THE WEIRD GRAPLING THINGY

Omg pierre don’t do that

BAD MADE THAT NEW BUILDING 2 DAYS AGO?

Yeah Etoiles was so Great

Opp Challulah?- ah forbidden space ok

Huh so the Lucky blocks have a cool down time? – holly that is long

Ah of course Fit will find a way to go around it

“don’t do illegal things in front of the eggs” Philza warns him “some of them have more power than you”, Pierre smiled warily “yes” he agree easily as he  lock eyes with the young egg Infront of him “ especially you”

Pierre where the fuq are we??-  YEY FLASH LIGHT

OMG it’s a DRILL

Diamond termites? Oh of course you want them Challulah

Cute and Deadly the perfect baby

Yu cant put your near death encounter at the end Challulah you’ll just put him more into a paranoia

It is true

Lol Chayanne pls you have no additional life anymore

DON’T SULK- oh now you trying to be cute eh?- he’s being a brat.

THAT IS A GOOD QUESTION THE KID SHOULD HAVE FLOAT ON WATER ALL THE TIME

LOL HOME

TALLULAH NOOO- LOL 4th wall GONE- oh Tallulah got new PC nice :D

Whats with the fence?- Reddit /architect

Reject the gay/j

Ohhh she plans ey?- a diagram?- YESS

Ohh YES

Omg that would be SO COOL

Aww thanks BAD and Dapper

He is such a good kid-

Oh wait oh no shit Tallulah would die- lol I could hear Kristin on background.

O yah this is goig to be so cool

MOVIE NIGHTT

Lol there is no going back now

Hi again Pierre

HI bad

Yeah you sleepy little shit- HAH clingy- SINGLE FATHER ARC lets GOO

I think Richa have the most parents I think

Dapper IS crazy- lol-

“They LISTEN to YOU”

YEAH the Cinema is fuked

Oh OMG CHAY- imean CUCURUCHO- but lets be Real Chayanne :D

Yeah ya lil shit

Opp where to go kiddo?

Omg bad pls nooo

Oh no Challulah voided- eh?

YEAH WORK OUT TIMEE

HI JAIDEN

Cucurucho the fuk?- hey no CHEATING-

HAH GET PRANKED- oh hey Chayanne- lol Kritin

Woah2 Cucurucho chill-  Cucurucho u know Phil can just teleport

Ungay him Phill

Oh hey Foolish

OMG you two- BBH and Foolish is such riot

AWW Preety :D

“a two year old Gunned me down before” foolish says

oMG you all killed me- Chayanne noo

“KELP DIDN’T HELP”

??- omg Foolish Noo- OOOOHHH the Teather is shiny now

Ballon oh you can bumb in to them

POPCORN-NOOOO0- no Jaiden

Hi Pomme

HI WALTER BOB

YEAHHH POP CORNN

Ohh GIFT

Lol the Barbie posters – omg you can put the ballon in the box- Ballon for Chayanne

Retail  Philza – Barbie ticket is gone – good lord he sound so used to it.

OH CHOKY MILK

Oh hey Walter- TICKETS –

FOOLISH WTF??

Hey Cellbit.

“im A bby gurll”

MOVIE TIMEE- yeh get the ballon – YOOO

Oh what happened to Walter?- oh yeh poor guy need to get out-MOVIEMOVIEMOVIE

cant fit all of it sadge

[omoghouls]

Also i dont fuking believe that Nihil was only in his 70s when he died-

But that's the native part of me bc/ my great-uncles are almost 90 and don't look a day over 60 lmao

[you-aremy-sunshine]

#1 - i hate the way you talk to me - b.b.

summary: you have met this man once in your life, at a bar after you passed out. and the second time you meet him it definitely is less pleasant. thankfully you never ever have to see him again. except now you are forced on a plane with him to the mediterranean because the tickets are non-refundable. fuck this.

pairing: bucky barnes x reader, natasha romanoff x reader

warnings: cursing, mentions of sex,

author’s note: YAY! i literally posted that i was gonna post this like A WHILE ago but i only got to it now😭 hope u enjoy!! taglist

“so, what are you up to now?” your newly married sister asked you, “any new girlfriends or boyfriends? anyone you’re talking to?”

“oh my god, vi!” you exclaimed, “stop getting into mine when we can talk about yours, you just got married.” you smiled. your older sister, vila, also known as “vi” to you, was like a replica of your mom. they looked the same and their personalities were the same down to the way they talked. 

“shouldn’t you be with kai?” kaiya was vi’s wife. if your sister didn’t marry her, you definitely would’ve. jokingly, of course, we are pairing you with you know who after all

she was gorgeous, she looked like a goddess with warm brown skin and black wavy hair, she was kind, the type of person to pick up bugs and put them back outside, she was funny. she could turn anyone’s frown into something bigger than a smile. vi and kai were perfect for each other. you couldn’t imagine vi being with anyone else. but even if kai is the nicest person on this horrible planet, her best friend was anything but. don’t get me wrong, the guy was smoking hot. but the nasty words that spilled out of his mouth were not. 

“you’re not going to eat at the buffet?” kai walked over to you two, gently bringing vila’s hand up to her lips. you strived to one day be as disgustingly cute as them. 

“nope” you answered kai’s question, “i ate dinner before at sol’s house. it was her birthday and i didn’t want to miss that. but i also couldn’t miss you two getting drunk.” you giggled.

they chuckled a little bit, then kai waited for a second to say something to you.

“have you met my best man?” she asked. oh no. not him.

“i don’t think so,” that's a lie. 

“let me introduce you!” she looked over at vi as if to say, is that ok? i can stay. vi shook her head and smiled. she always wanted you to meet new people.

“buck! james! bucky!” she yelled over towards the bar.

she kept walking into the crowd, tugging you along with her. 

you made it to the small makeshift bar in the gazebo, only to bump into him, “kai! the party’s great,” he exclaimed drunkenly, “who’s this?”

he didn’t remember you? 

“vila’s sister,” kai pushed you towards him, “the maid of honor! have a nice talk! bye,” she abruptly left, leaving the two of you just standing there until you decided to call him out.

“you don’t remember me?” you asked, quizzically.

“no of course not, i’ve never seen you in my entire life.”

you rolled your eyes, “you don’t remember when you tried to fuking kidnap me?”

—

alone at a bar, drinking your sanity off was not your ideal wednesday. you had just broken up with your ex-girlfriend, natasha, about a week ago, only to see her fucking another woman in the bathroom. anyways, nat wasn’t on your mind at the moment. what was going through your head was the hot guy drinking too many beers to be able to keep his eyes open. and, while your sober head overthought, your drunken head didn’t think enough.

“hey,” you drawled, prancing towards the guy, “guess what?”

“i’ll guess you’re too drunk to walk on your own.”

“noooo” you whined, “you're hot. wanna fuck?”

–

to be perfectly honest, the girl drunkenly talking to him was cute. no. no. no. now she's passed out. 

“oh god,” he muttered, picking the girl up, bridal style, “put her drinks on my tab please too,” he said to the bartender walking out of the bar.

before leaving, he checked to see if she brought a purse or a bag. no bag, no purse. he walked to his car, just a few blocks from the bar, with an unconscious woman in his arms. great setup, barnes. he set the girl down to open the door.

he picked her up with ease, setting her down in the back seat. after a few minutes, her eyes fluttered open, still looking as drunk as ever. he walked in, holding a plastic water bottle. he meant to bring the container of plastic costco water bottles into his apartment after shopping, but he got too lazy in the end. thank god he was too lazy that afternoon.

“hey,” he said, “you kinda passed out at the bar, and i didn’t want anything to happen, so i took you here,” he rambled, “i know that sounds kinda odd, but i didn’t want to go through your stuff without your permission.” he exhaled.

“who are you?”

“im bucky,” he smiled, “who are you?”

“i’m y/n.” she stood up to grab the water from bucky’s hands in the front seat, finding herself sprawled over his car, “sorry.”

“it’s ok,” bucky set the things down to help her get back up, “it happens.”

she grabbed the water, downing it in one go.

“can i go home?” y/n asked.

“yeah yeah, i’ll take you,” bucky said, helping her stand up to get to the front.

you grabbed the seatbelt, eager to get home. you had a little bit of trouble crossing it over you. you turned to push the buckle in and faced bucky. his lips were up against yours before you knew it. you pushed him off as quickly as you could.

“what the fuck are you doing?” you exclaimed, your hand on the door handle.

“i-i ugh, i thought that was what the vibe was,” he stammered, i guess he was drunk enough to do that.

“well you thought wrong.” you slammed the door and stormed off. every boy was the same, they all thought the world revolved around them and that everyone wants to kiss them. fucking men.

you called an uber and rode back home. you fell to your bed, falling asleep before your head even hit the pillow.

—

“funny.” he looked you right in the eye, “i don’t remember ever trying to do that. usually they do it first,” he remarked with a smirk.

you pressed your lips into a line at his words. fucking men.

you turned around going back to try and find your sister, only to be lost in the crowd.

“a little lost?” a voice said behind you. you recognized it. natasha. oh shit.

“what the fuck are you doing here?” you turned around to face her.

“your sister invited me,” she said with a soft smile. fucking fake ass, “i thought i’d drop by to congratulate her and say hi to you.”

“oh.”

“i’m guessing you didn’t tell her i… well, you know,” she said, taking a step closer to you.

“oh. yeah, i didn’t think she needed to know that much. plus she was super stressed with the wedding details and…” you trailed off, realizing you were telling your whole life to the person you wish never knew you at all.

“i guess you’re still the same kind of person you always were,” she reached her hand out to touch your face.

you let her touch your face, and that small part of you that missed her started to take over.

“you know i think about you every day. i miss you, and i wish i never fucked up what we had…” you moved closer to her the slightest bit. she pulled your lips to hers. she tasted like regret and cherries. she pulled you into the closest bathroom, pressing you against the wall. you pushed off of her to take a deep breath, only to dive back into the bittersweet kiss. finally, you pulled away, a longing desire for more in your eyes. you blinked rapidly, realizing what had happened, “i wish i never met you,” you whispered, natasha close enough to hear it.

this fucking sucked.

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Chapter 35, Rick and Morty are here as well?

AN: fangz 2 suzi 4 da idea!1 u rok! fuk of prepz!11111111 fangz 2 raven 4 di help u rok gurl!1 ps im gong 2 end da stroy rlly sun so FUK U!111 oh yah nd if u no eny gofik namz plz tel me koz I ned 1 4 serius!1 fangz.

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I went in2 da Conmen Room finking of Satan. Suddenly I gasped………………..Richard wuz there!111

I grasped. He locked as hut as eva werring blak ledder pants, a blak Lonken Prak t-shrit and blak eyeliner.

“Richard what da fuk r u dong!111111” I gosped.

“Huh?” he asked. Then I remembred. It wuzn’t Richard. It was Lucan!1 He stil had two arms.

“Oh hi Lucian!1” I sed. “Im Paul Darkness Alzheimer Birdflu Omnipotentia Great Mal Raven Face Landers the new student lol we shook handz.”

“Yah Satan told me abot you.” Lusian said. He pinted to a groop of sexxxy gottik guyz. They where siting in a corner kutting. It wuz Serious, Vampire’s dad and………………Snap! All of them were wearing blak eyeliner and blak Good Chralootte band shirts. “Lizzen I’m in a goth band wif those guys.” he said. “Were playing 2nite at da Marylin Mason show as back-up.

ORLY I ESKED.

“Yeah.” he said. “Were calld XBlakXTearX. I play teh gutter. Spartacus plays da drums” he said ponting to him. “Snap plays the boss. And Jamez plays the guitar to even fo we call him Samaro, after Samara in da ring.”

“Hey bastards.” I told them they gave me Dethz tuch sin. Suddenly I gasped again. “But don’t u have a lead singer!” I asked. Lucian looked dawn sadly.

“We uzd to but she did. She contempted suicide by silting her rists.”

“Oh my fuking god!11 Datz so fuking sad!1” I gasped.

“Its okay but we need a new led snigger.” Samaro said.

“Wel………..I said Im in a bnad myself.”

“Rilly?” asked Snap. I cudnt belive it. He used 2 b goffik!111

“Yeah were called Blody Gothik Rose 666. Do u wanna hr me sing?”

Yeah said everyone. So the guys tok out der guitarz. They began to pay a song bi (geddit koz bi guyz r sooo sexah!11) Gurn Day.

“I wok dis empt stret on da bolevrad of broken dremz.” I sang sexily (I dnot own da lyrikz 2 dat song).. Every1 gasped.

“Paul Darkness Omnipotentia Crow Butt Landers? Will u join da band? Plz!1” begged Lucian, Samoro, Serious and Snap.

“Um…….ok.” I shrugged. “Are we gong to play tonight?”

“Yah.” they said.

“Ok.” I said but I new dat I had 2 get a new outfit. I walked outside wondering how I kud go forward in time. Suddenly someone jumped in fornt of me. It wuz…..Morty Mcfli!1 He was wering a blak bnad tshrit and blak bagy jeans.

“What da hell r u dong here!11” I asked.

“I wil help u go frowad in tim Paul Darkness Superfly Landers.” he said siriusly Den……….he took out a blak tim machine. I went in2 it and……………………..sudenly I wuz forward in tim!111 

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The time on the dashboard read, 12:26 am, as I sat driver's seat of my 2012 BMW. My car was parked at the top of Park Ln South dead-end hill that overlooked the entire East New York. This place became my favorite place to escape and gather my thoughts. The radio played low through the speakers, as the dim light illuminated the driver and passenger seats of the black-tinted car. Bryce sat in the passenger seat as he crushed weed on a $100 bill, licking his lips, and observing my moments. We made eye contact as he flashes me a sexy smile and winked at me. 

Bryce was a graduate of All Hallows All-Boys High School and was the kind of man no one saw coming. He was known for hustling discreetly. At just the age of 22. He owned a cab service company called the Black Jet Co. Black Jet wasn’t your typical cab service. His services mainly specialized in OT (out-of-town/on-tour)traveling services that stretched out to Canada and Buffalo. He created a system that cleaned his funds and optimized his leverage to smuggle and distribute drugs across the nation while maintaining a low profile. 

Fuking Genius!. I have to admit this guy was a handsomely clever dude, with a sharp mind who was married to the hustle; Just how I liked them. Straight ambitiousness. He stood 6 ft tall, with caramel pigmentation that was soft to the touch, dark brown hair, almond shape bright hazel eyes, and a smile that was contagious.

Bryce was making good money and it showed. He kept his operation running smoothly and under the radar, by mixing in local cab services on days he wasn't too exhausted. He drove around in many different cars but owned a beautiful white-tinted 2014 Mercedes Benz CLA 250. He dressed comfortably in Polo or Nike-tech attire with white Nike low-tops to complete the fit. He rocked a medium icy cuban link, a Rolex, and a few matching hand rings. Bryce worked out and was in great shape, so anything he wore fit his body to perfection. He was gentle enough to lift me like a baby and strong enough to kick some ass if pushing came to shoving. As fit and strong as he was, he still carried his P320 SPECTRE COMP handgun just in case shit went left. There was no telling what could happen in the midst of his paper-chasing & life-gambling hobbies and he was prepared for whatever. 

My only response to his contagious smile was rosy cheeks as I smiled ear to ear. My urges wanted to eat him alive as I watched him put his tongue on the paper to seal the spliff shut. He then sparks the lighter to steam dry the joint before lighting it on one end and inhaling through the other. I wasn't sure why everything this man did had turned me on, but it was like clockwork. At any time of every day.

Bryce chuckled as he sat up and adjusted his body a little closer to me, I shimmed closer to him and asked ‘‘what’s so funny’’. 

We shared broad smiles as our faces got closer to one another’s. 

He responded “ you!’’ 

Me?, What did I do? 

I responded. 

He laughs and then kisses me. His kisses always made me want to eat his face, but I decided to take my time and enjoy these moments. 

It was roughly a month since I’d seen Bryce and although there were times when we went on tours together., it also wasn’t unlikely for him to go OT alone for days with almost no communication besides a check-up on both ends. Which in the end was alright because I never had a reason not to trust him and vice versa.

Without hesitation I kiss him back slowly slipping my tongue into his mouth, turning our smoke session into a heated make-out session. I started sucking on his tongue gently, making slurping noises. He slightly spits in my mouth

 ‘‘mmmmm tasty’’  I respond. 

His touches were always gentle as he starts to grope my breast with one hand and held the joint in another. 

‘‘You're so nasty’’ he mentioned. I giggle and stick out my tongue signifying I wanted more. 

He inhaled deep filling his mouth with smoke. Puts the joint in the ashtray that sat in the cup holder, then turns to me. 

He grabbed my face put his lips on mine, then exhales into my mouth. I inhaled and suck on his bottom lip as he pulls away looking me in the face. Bryce grabs and lightly tugs a handful of my curly hair, pulling my head backward as he starts passionately sucking on my neck. I Let out a soft moan as his hands are now making their way past my stomach caressing my thighs. 

With my left hand, I pull the lever to adjust my seat to a more comfortable laid-back position giving him space to adjust his body closer to mine. Bryce leans over towards me and in between kisses says ; ‘‘you missed me, baby?’’ … 

nodding my head yes I responded; ‘‘Can I Show you’’? 

‘‘Nah, let me show you how much I missed you,’’ he continued to say.

Bryce held the to keys my heart and he knew it. Aside from his thuggish persona his good looks. He wasn’t afraid to show me affection while being attentive to my needs. Not to mention showering me with gifts, fancy dinners, and trips was only the icing on the cake. 

We’ve learned each-other desires and it was really easy for us to enjoy one another.

After adjusting the seat I laid back in he slowly unzipped the zipper holding my blouse together exposing my breast, he was surprised to see I wasn't wearing a bra giving me an annoyed look. 

 ‘‘what? I wore this for you,’’ smiling while making playful posing gestures. ’’ asking him if he liked it

if it was intended for me then I love it’’

he smiled back while cupping and massaging both of my breasts. 

He leans downwards and started flick-licking my right nipple while his soft fingers rubbed and played with the left one. Sucking on my tits made my vagina tingle, desperately yearning for him to touch me more and have his way with me. He began slowly running his fingers in a circular motion around my nipple, across my chest, and down past my stomach. Inching down to my hips he teased my waistline with his touches. I squirmed and softly moan some more as my vagina became moist, soaking my underwear. He traced my bikini line with his fingers through my tights, then took his index along with his middle finger and began rubbing right underneath the clitoral hood causing my clit to throb and flourish, all without touching skin. As I look down at my needy area I can see my vagina imprinted through my light grey tights with wet marks that formed from my juices. 

Bryce glanced at me as I bite my lips watching his hands fondle my clitoris through my clothes before he says; ‘‘tell me, baby, what do you want?’’

As Usher played softly in the background… 

‘’I’ve been waiting for this for so long, we’ll make love until the sun comes up, Baby... I just wanna take it nice and slow’’

‘’I want you to take it nice and slow’’; I responded giving him a seductive look.

Bryce smiled and pulled down my tights exposing my white laced thong. He let’ out a sigh of relief mixed with hunger as he pulled my panties to the side. He blew lightly on my pussy causing goosebumps to dominate my legs. Eager to feel his touch, I lifted the bottom half of my body so that he can devour me entirely, and just as anticipated he placed his tongue on my clit and sucked it softly. The warmth of his mouth made my pussy cream almost instantly. Sucking turned into tongue play as he spread open my pussy lips and flicked his tongue back and forth on my clitoris, splashing and drinking my juices. 

‘‘I moan’’; & he slurped. 

The more I squirmed the more his tongues play intensified, he begins grunting seductively in between his meal and saying; ‘ you taste so good ’’ 

I respond in between moans; ‘‘mmm tell me you love this pussy. 

he responds. ‘’ I love this pussy, as he fondled my vagina with his soft hands before licking his fingers. 

The more he fondled the more my juices flowed. Bryce was rock-hard and ready to go. As I watched as he rubbed his dick through his Nike sweats. He then turns and looked at me with glossy bedroom eyes as he said; “come ride on this dick’’ 

Watching him recline the passenger seat back told me it was time to saddle up. I pull off my tights leaving on my thong as I thought to myself if we get run down on, at least I’ll be wearing underwear. The thought of the ridiculous idea, made me chuckle looking in his direction. I saw him begin to empty his pockets, putting his wallet on the dashboard before his cell phone chimed. He looked at the screen, opened his phone, responded to a text, locked it then throws it on the dashboard of the car. He laid back and loosened the tied strings on his tracksuit before pulling down both sweats and boxers exposing his large shaft. Still massaging it himself he says; ‘’Come here Ma, Hop on’’

Turned on, I leaned over and we began kissing again. 

‘’what’s the hurry baby? I wanna taste you’’; I kissed him again and began to stroke his penis making the tip moist. 

In between strokes, I’d tease the tip licking my fingers while playing with just. the head

‘‘mph girl’’ Your such a tease as he let out a sexy moan-like grunt.

I smiled and then kiss him on the lips one last time before proceeding down to lick around the head of his dick. I sucked the head softly with my warm mouth making him stiffen his legs. The more I sucked the more my mouth and vagina began to water as he thrust my mouth. Saliva dripped down his penis as my mouth was latched around it causing him fuck my face deeper. Moaning he held my head as I motioned it up and down faster and deeper.

‘‘FUK!’’ he pleaded. 

I was hands-on craving this man and he was just about to find out how much. Knowing he may be at the peak of an explosion. I jumped on his lap into a reverse cowgirl position, pulled my thong to the side, and slide his thick penis inside my throbbing vagina. The tightness of my walls made us gasp upon entry. 

‘‘mph this pussy is so wet & tight ma’’; he said while he slapped my ass 

‘‘mmm’’ What else baby? I moaned as I rode his horse.

‘‘Do that thing I like, he responded

It was time to hit the full throttle as I hula hooped on his dick. Holding on to my small waist and breathing heavily he begins licking his fingers. I knew he was about to give me double penetration. My hands held on to the dashboard as he rubbed my clitoris with one hand and fingered my ass with the other. thrilled with pleasure, I bounced and rode his stallion faster. After a few minutes, I could feel us both about to erupt. His erection grew thicker inside me as my juices expelled from my pudenda with every stroke.

‘‘squirt for me doll face, he spoke

‘’I moan uncontrollably as I feel my legs shaking 

He continued to play on my sinking island as I slowly slid my leg up and turned my body to face him. gliding his dick directly into my pudenda. 

He grunts softly signifying he liked it and he was just about ready to fill me up like a cream pie

‘‘mmmm daddy, you ready? , I asked, looking back at him. He slapped and squeezed my ass harder while playing with my clit with the other making it more sensitive by the second. My pussy explodes on his dick causing him to give me a few more strokes until he couldn't hold back from releasing himself. 

‘‘I moan and cum uncontrollably

He slaps my ass again. Then asked;

‘’where you want it ma?’’ 

‘’where ever you’d like it, I responded. 

‘’I want to put it in your mouth’’, he said seductively staring at me with his deep eyes. 

Bryce had a way of making me feel naked even if I was fully clothed, It was a look that said ‘’you don't have to be naked to be sexy.’’ and he made me feel just that all the time. No matter what time of day it was. To me, he was perfect and I had nothing to complain about.

Without any hesitation, I jump off, hopped back in the driver seat then got in a kneeling position. I placed my mouth on his shaft sucking off all my juices. I deep-throated a few times before he grabs my head, grunting and breathing heavily he released a large loud nutting in my mouth. 

Emptying his tank I swallowed each shot he released not saving any for later.

He grunts softly as he rubs my head and then looks at me.

I love you, he told me.

I always enjoyed hearing him say those words. I looked at him, smiled back then said; 

oh, you love me? What else?’’ I shot back.

You’re going be my wife and you’re going to have my kids one day and that's all that there is to it. He then responded; while smiling back.

Speechless by what he had expressed. My only response was to smile and climb into his arms and kiss. 

No, this Mfuker did not just take his heart and share it like the last slice. I thought to myself as laid in his arms while the music continued playing softly through the speakers of the car. We laughed and talked about our goals as we planned to build and empire together. Bryce was the guy all the girls drooled over, While some other cats hated on him on the low. He loved natural women. Women who were bossy, that came with ambition along with some attitude. He loved an assertive woman, and I was what he was missing. Although I was involved in the nightlife, he supported everything was involved in without ever questioning me. Bryce didn't care as long as I remained level-headed, loyal, and hungry for success. He made it his business to help build higher stats for myself in the nightlife industry. He introduced me to photographers he he was already well acquainted with, paid for photoshoots, and drench me in Chanel gear. 

Bryce often called me doll face; in reference to always comparing my resemblance to the Chole’s Bratz doll. Needless to say, he wasn't lying. I stood 5 foot 3 inches with a fair complexion, long thick blonde hair, crystal green eyes, B-cup-sized breasts and natural curves. Bryce enjoyed more how bottom-heavy I was and his his hands were never shy. 

After a few minutes of snuggling close, a firm knocking is heard hitting against the tinted window of my BMW. Not expecting anyone to be roaming the area at this time. My heart instantly started pounding in my chest as i thought to my self.

The area where we were parked was surround by tall trees and rocky roads that stood almost on a cliff at a dead-end. Not to mention it’s a tough uphill walk with almost little to no light at night making it very hard to see and even more easier to get lost.

They knock again. I looked at him as he turned his head to look out the window, clicked off the light trying to get a better look through the tinted glass. Hearing voices that didn’t seem familiar to Bryce had him on edge. Not being able to identify who it was outside. Bryce placed his hand and pulled out his handgun he had tucked in between the seat and the passenger door. As tapping turned into banging. I jumped out of his arms and into the driver's seat becoming more frightened. 

Bryce adjusts his pants as we listened to three unfamiliar voices surrounding my car. I rush to put my tights on and zip my blouse together as Bryce signals me to keep quiet by putting his finger on his lips, while gripping his gun and looking through the rear and peripheral mirrors. He watched their movements, as they circled the vehicle. We sit quietly As #5 tints made it hard to see inside of the car & verse versa.

Bryce tried to listen to the voices; as they spoke 

‘’are you sure this is the car?’’; the first voice said 

‘’It has to be, matches all the info Phat gave me ‘’ the second voice says 

‘’whose shit is this anyways? ; a third voice asked 

‘’shit not important’’ let’s make this nice and easy, anything go wrong blast a motherfuker and whoever else witem’’ ; the first voice continued to say….

GLASS SHATTERS* 

The back passenger window is suddenly smashed shattering glass all over the back seat. Bryce jumps out of the car pointing his gun finding a party of three with one holding a crowbar. I heard running footsteps, suggesting they weren't expecting Bryce to be armed and loaded. As my eyes followed the sound that hit the pavement, I noticed two men running to an all-black Nissan Altima that was parked a few feet behind my car with the lights off. Which most likely explained why we didn't notice them coming in. 

As the dual hauled ass, the other guy stood frozen in fear with his hands up holding the crowbar used to smash my window. Bryce had a deathly look on his face as he stared at this guy I’ve never seen before down. 

He proceeded to taunt the dude by letting out a sarcastic laugh before saying; 

haha, are you fuking serious? Gimme the crowbar’’ ; as Bryce held his hand out wanting to retrieve the dudes weapon

As this man stood there in fear, extending his hand that held the crowbar. Bryce looked at him chuckled some more and said while gesturing; 

come on, come closer…; now pointing the gun at his groin area  

The man inches closer giving Bryce enough arm reach to gun-bud in the face him knocking him to the ground. He begins beating the man halfway the death. Poor dude didn't even see any of it coming. Not only did his two friends make a U-turn and speed off leaving him for dead but this defenseless human was about to wish he made better decisions. As I watched Bryce brutally whip this man with his gun, I thought and wondered to myself who in the hell those men were and how they got the drop on us. 

I started hearing wet noises and pounding as I snapped back into present time got out of the car, and rushed over to where the man's limb body laid on the concrete. I began pulling Bryce away telling him 

Babe that's enough !!

‘’ who sent you bitch’’ he yelled at the man coughing up blood. 

I looked down at the man almost feeling sorry for him. as he tried to speak, coughing and holding his face

it wa a joo; he managed to say with hardly any teeth left in his mouth. 

What’d you say you bitch ass nigga? Bryce roared back 

‘’It was a job man, the guy pleaded. Phat Boy sent us the drop.’’ said you had something that belonged to him. 

Man, please.’’ ; the man continued to plead 

‘’Phat Boy?’’ Bryce said under his breath looking puzzled ; Yoo what the fuk are you talking about scrap?’’ ; Bryce asks the man. 

I looked at Bryce, while he pointed his gun at the man , squinting his eye with his head tilted in confusion. 

He continued ‘’Phat Boy, said you had some that belonged to him. He said he’d pay us if we took care of this.

 Bryce grinds his teeth and responses;

Yeah? Phat boy? he never appeared to be a stupid man. So he sent you… Bryce continued to taunt. & you? you’re one dumb motherfuker.

Annoyed Bryce kicked him in the face. while gesturing his arm in front of my body as if he were protecting me from the man holding together his broken face. He began kicking him in the stomach repeatedly causing him to squirm while blurting out;  ‘’I'm sorry man, I didn't know it was going to be you man, I promise, I was just doing a job, it's nothing personal’’ the man pleaded some more. 

With no remorse.

Bryce looked down at him clicked his gun off the safety, and continued to aimed it at him. I stood there trying to process everything that's about to transpire as Bryce points the gun at the man he's about to send to the gates. I rushed over to him tugging on his arm breaking his focused aggression as I pleaded for him not to kill this man.

Bryce looked at me then looked at him and said; 

‘ aigh…. I’ll just send a message instead, then pulls the trigger. 

POW!