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[i-my-me01]

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Typing the word “attack” shows you some of the most bizarre tags ive ever seen. It also showed me some that didnt even have the word attack in them at all.

[aquasoftware]

Sex tapes. ୨❤︎‬୧

wc : 654/fic type: Drabble || cw : fwb! Gojo x f!reader, s*x tapes duh, masturbating, pwp, he’s a lil needy n attached, whimpering, no shame, profanity, jealous! Suguru, cocky gojo, baby used once, a sprinkle of fruitiness at the end & Mdni. Lmk if I missed sum + RB 2 support!

Fwb! Satoru, who hasn't even touched porn ever since hooking up with you, nothing else hit the same. Besides there was no need anymore, especially since he had a little album in his gallery displaying all the sex tapes you had together.

So whenever Satoru couldn't sleep at night, he'd grab a lotion bottle standing idle on his wooden nightstand, untying his batman-pajama pants, letting his rapidly throbbing boner free as he instantly placed it in his smooth, soft hand, slowly pumping his cock while a heavy sigh laced with such deep yearn for you streamed from out of his rosey pink lips.

The other hand nearly had a mind of its own, eagerly searching for his favorite sex tape in the collection, one he seemed to watch repeatedly so much that if it were a song on Spotify, it'd reach his number one on wrapped by the end of the year.

No shame; even while his best friend Suguru was visiting his small apartment for a few days, Satoru's phone had been turned at max volume, bright blue eyes cemented to the screen, watching how your plump pussy lips split open as your walls desperately sucked him in.

He gulped as he stroked his aching girth faster, letting his thumb swipe across a few sensitive veins, taking an extensive inhale at the touch, wishing it was yours, biting his lip at your faint scent still lingering around his room.

"Fuck, Y/n, I wish it was you touchin me, baby.." Satoru panted out heftily as if he just did the most excruciating exercise; even at max volume, it got tough to hear the tape since the lewd wet sounds from the lube on his dick grew louder.

The breezy summer air from the opened windows attacked his lean build, but he didn't care; his crave to nut thinking about you was deeper. Your dramatic moans and whimpers off of the lengthy video aroused him even more, causing him to stroke faster with a horrifying grip.

"Aah, shit, I need you so bad." He whined, biting his lip, while the tape showed him relentlessly pounding into your fertile hole. It almost made him call you, except he wasn't willing to awaken you.

A deep, warm pool in his stomach almost became damn near uncomfortable as Satoru's sore hips began to buck intensely into his quivering hand, stroking at a diabolical speed, his voice harshly trembling, feeling like he was so close.

His head fell back, letting stacks of ear-piercing aroused curses slide out of his lips, sensing everything going numb as if his brain turned on autopilot.

"Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck," Satoru's blue eyes became as heavy as a brick, while his girthy cock throbbed immensely as if he had two heartbeats in his body "I'm coming, baby." He whispered, recognizing that feeling of his massive balls tightening.

Suddenly, deafening choked sobs sprawled out throughout the room, echoing as insanely thick ribbons displaying generations of seed oozed out of his tip and onto the screen.

Stopping at a perfect moment too, where it paused at your mouth being stretched wide open, he moaned one last time, slightly patting his tip on the iPhone, nearly forgetting the walls are thin, especially because an irritated Suguru couldn't sleep due to a special someone masturbating all night.

"Satoru! If you don't mind, I'm trying to sleep." Poor Suguru aggressively rolled his eyes at all the commotion, giving a deep yawn from the lack of rest.

"If you wanna be next orrrr... Join next time, me and Y/n fuck, just say that." The white-haired man's smile was as smug as a Cheshire cat, spurting his little frisky jokes to his best friend as usual, to which Suguru didn't even respond, or at least Satoru couldn't see that his reply was a flushed-out face, hoping his jokes would become a reality.

8/15/24 5:47 pm masterlist.

[herkonular]

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[luckykiwiii101]

What I Will Be Manifesting This Week :

What I will be manifesting this week:

- Desired Body (Revised)

- Always Waking Up In The Void State Aware

- That my 3D always conforms in under 48 hours

What Will I Be Doing?

- Embodying the state of having my desires.

- Fulfilling myself in imagination whenever I think of my desires.

- Fulfill through visualisation and inner conversations because that is what feels most natural to me.

What Will I Manifest In The Void State?

- Desired Face & Body but with some finishing touches. (doll - like, kind of like Karen smith from mean girls)

- Desired Height (5’7)

- Desired hair (doll - like)

- Desired Name (so elegant and pretty!)

- Desired Personality

- Desired voice (singing & speaking)

- Desired Vibe (90s Supermodel)

- Desired house (so luxurious)

- Desired room (Barbie x Gossip Girl themed)

- Desired Wardrobe (Blair Waldorf type outfits)

- iPhone 15 Pro + Desired Phone Case

- New Desired Biological Dad + New cousins & aunties etc to match

- Revising that my parents got married in Paris

- Rich Family

- All my family members are happy and have everything they want

- Privacy

- Pretty School Interior & Exterior

- Desired School Uniform

- My best friends to live on the same road as me and to have everything they want.

- Perfect mental and physical health for all my loved ones.

- Desired Career to start early (Supermodel for when i’m 17)

- Perfect Posture

- Perfect Eyesight

- Perfect Culinary & Baking Skills

- Fluency in French & Dutch

- Piano Prodigy + being able to play desired songs on it

- Good at playing electric guitar

- Changing Appearance of my family members

- Revising my family’s names

- Always knowing what to say

- Family celebrates holidays like Christmas & Halloween

- Revising my memories to align with my dream life

- Photographic & audiographic memory

- Perfect grades

- Whenever I listen to a song, it feels like listening to it for the first time again.

- Desired Items

- Immune from embarrassment + Revising that any past embarrassing moments never happened

- Life feels like the early 2010’s again

- Life feels like a Gossip Girl Episode (You know I had to XoXo 💋)

- Life feels like a barbie movie (like princess charm school or smthg idk)

- Looking like desired songs

- Can Choose To feel hot or cold

- airport and plane processes to be always extremely fun and quick for my family, friends and I

- Teen Wolf & The Originals to be put back on Netflix

- Season 3 of One Of Us Is Lying to come out

- Some cute things for my pets

- Always know what my pets want

- My whole family to have good taste in fashion

- Go on nice holidays every year

- Materialise something instantly by affirming for it x3

- Kind, Respectful & Secular Family

- Disgusting Roadman fashion in London to be stopped (ew if u saw that shizz)

- Fashion to go back to the 90s and early 2000s

- People At School Don’t annoy me

- High Spice Tolerance

- Always Wake Up Feeling Fresh & Energised

- Never late to school

- Desired ear piercings

- Scary Insects never come near me (especially spiders AAAAH!!!)

- I appreciate all aspects of life

- Never abuse my manifesting abilities

- Everything i manifest manifests 10x better than how i imagined

- Basically revising my whole entire life top to bottom

+ much more personal things

Things I Will Be Manifesting For The World:

- World Peace in all realities

- No wars in all realities

- Palestine being free in all realities

- World healing

- Healed society

- Righteous justice system

- No corrupt leaders

- No corrupt governments etc

- Healthcare everywhere is free

- People are good people

- People treat eachother with respect and kindness

Guys, I will definitely go into more depth when i actually materialise all these and post my success story. + Will probably post some picture proof of materialistic things in my home and outfits etc but not my face or anything personal like that.

I wrote everything i’m going to manifest on here because I know i’m not going to be bothered to type it all out when i’m actually living my dream life in the 3D 💀

Share what you guys will be manifesting and stick to your new story so we can all post our successes together!!!

[astrstqr]

☆˙˖ DESIRED REALITY !

things i script for my modern dr. lmk if you want more

⬭ racism, homophobia, ableism, transphobia, islamophobia, anti semitism, misogyny, global warming, climate change, overconsumption, overpopulation, deforestation, habitat destruction etc., used to exist, however they currently do not and will never suffer from them again.

⬭ everyone is treated equal

⬭ no “pro-life”

⬭ people are allowed to have abortions no matter what age they are

⬭ women products are free such as pads/tampons and birth control

⬭ everyone is educated on problems happening around the world

⬭ health care is free

⬭ natives are seen as the founders of America

⬭ south, west, southeast, & central Asians are seen too + people know Asia is not just the east

⬭ having guns are illegal unless your job requires you to have one and there is no other way to get a gun

⬭ periods last a day and are very light

⬭ covid-19 doesn’t exist

⬭ plastic surgery is normalized , isnt look down on but people rarely gets it unless necessary

⬭ children of any age are not sexualized in any form or shape

⬭ in public bathrooms the toilet is always clean, people don't knock on the stall you are in, there is always toilet paper, always soap and a hand dryer

⬭ the Chinese government isn't so harsh & gives the citizens freedom

⬭ people of color’s cultures are RESPECTED, & not appropriated

⬭ foster care takes treats kids nicely

⬭ nobody harms animals and kill shelters are not a thing

⬭ all country leaders are good and honest people

⬭ human trafficking does not exist

⬭ the government never watches you through your phone

⬭ trump never ran for president

⬭ no world hungers

⬭ no one is homeless, and everyone has a home

⬭ world peace

⬭ women and men are equal

⬭ it’s easy for people to make money

⬭ all sickness has a cure

⬭ bullying does not exist

⬭ black history and pride month still exist

⬭ the government isn't greedy and take care of their people

⬭ every country has money, food, isnt poor, etc. etc.

⬭ no toxic parenting

⬭ the Sewol ferry never had an accident

⬭ school shooting doesn’t exist

⬭ minimum wage is $15-$20 an hour

⬭ crimes are punished with justice in mind

⬭ history is recorded correctly

⬭ people can start driving at 15

⬭ Korea is not conservative

⬭ Korea doesn’t have an unrealistic beauty standard

⬭ Korea never divided, it is united and free. But south of korea is like the city part and the north is like rural part

⬭ pollution does not exist

⬭ earth air is clean and easy to breathe no matter where you are

⬭ no acid rain, urban sprawl, ozone layer depletion

⬭ allergies do not exist

⬭ the world is more colorful and not dull looking

⬭ coral reef still has it color

⬭ no water in unwanted places

⬭ grass is always green

⬭ if the population increases the planet gets bigger to produce resources to accommodate the growing population. it doesnt effect the mass of the earth or the gravitational pull

⬭ global warming doesn't exist

⬭ humidity doesn't ruin hair

⬭ the library of alexandria was never destroyed

⬭ apple pencils work on iPhone

⬭ everything is wireless, and nothing needs a cord

⬭ line is always short in stores and restaurants

⬭ buildings and renovating don’t take longer than a wee

⬭ you can book a hotel with being 18 or older

⬭ traffic is always fine

⬭ netflix have more of a large selection of things and dont remove shows/add shows no one wants

⬭ spotify is free

⬭ the switch have a web browser

⬭ tv companies still make tv shows similar to the 2000s and early 2010s , just updated to keep up with the times

⬭ the sims franchise lore is linear throughout the series

the open world features from sims 3 is still present in sims 4

sims 4 is like an updated and better version of sims 3 keeping all the features from the sims 3 (still including everything that is already in sims 4)

non of the games have bugs

every expansion pack etc is just added to the game as an update and no one has to pay for it

⬭ cheap jewelry doesnt tarnish

⬭ washer/dryer cycles are 15 mins

⬭ in the show dancing dolls everyone was treated equally and was never fake to each other.

⬭ people actually do the theme for the met gala and it’s always unique

୨୧⠀˙⠀⠀˖⠀ world aesthetic & vibe

[foldingfittedsheets]

I swore up and down that my iPhone 8 would be my last iPhone. Alas. My parents bizarrely and unexpectedly switched carriers and got me an iPhone 15 for free so I’m like. Okay well. THIS will be my last iPhone I guess.

It’s stressful though so I’ve been spending so much time getting used to a new car and a new laptop to suddenly have a new phone.

[neonoddeye]

A lesson in physics | College! Gojo Satoru x Reader

In these trying times, I will provide: a college au! I actually wrote this as a birthday present for my best friend, but I wanted to post it here as well. It’s also my first chaptered fic, yay! I hope you enjoy :)

CONTENT INCLUDES: AFAB! Reader, cursing, Gojo and reader are both in college and everything is NORMAL and HAPPY, Gojo is a frat boy, enemies to friends to lovers, will be NSFW in later chapter (MINORS DNI)

Monday, 12:00pm

Working with Satoru Gojo on a class assignment was a horror you only conjured in your nightmares. And as you look at the physics class assignment on your laptop screen, you realize you wouldn’t be waking up from this one any time soon.

“Oh god, him?” Your roommate Shoko joins your gaze of disgust as she glances at your fate. “You’re gonna end up doing the whole thing by yourself!”

“Don’t remind me” you whine, leaning back in your chair and placing a hand on your forehead in dramatic distress. “Can I switch with you?”

“Hell no, I’m securing this A with Nanami” Shoko laughs, patting you on the back as a poor attempt at pity. “But we’ll be praying for you.”

You and Shoko had just left said physics class, the two of you lounging at the library to get a head start on the week’s assignments. You couldn’t help but truly stress over your predicament instead of starting on your homework, however: everyone and their mom knew of Gojo Satoru and his infamous Kappa Alpha frat boy title. Ever since he was on your dorm floor freshman year of college, you’ve harbored a vendetta against him. While you were immune to his mesmerizing blue eyes and undeniable charisma, most of your friends weren’t, and pursued him in droves. With every poor girl’s broken heart that he stomped on, your hatred grew, until you infamously bashed him at his frat’s party that same year. While his reputation was almost impenetrable in the eyes of his male friends, you definitely did a little damage to him from the outside. Two years later, you never thought you’d have to deal with him again- until you both enrolled in the same physics class. Hell, you didn’t even think he had the brain capacity to handle a STEM major. And now, you have to work alongside him; you can’t help but question the universe and wonder what you ever did wrong to deserve this.

“Guess I’ll get his contact info” you sigh, pulling up the list of class emails and scrolling for his name.

“Hey! Y/N, right?” You hear a familiar voice ahead of you. Your lab partner, Gojo Satoru, has already found you in the library. The devil works hard, but Gojo works harder. 

“Hey Gojo” you reply monotonously, barely glancing at him over your laptop screen. He’s dressed like a poster frat boy, wearing a dark blue knitted sweater vest over a crisp white button-up paired with slim khakis. His paper white hair is unkempt yet tamed, and his irritating blue eyes sit behind round gold-rimmed glasses. His trademark smirk is replaced by an awkward smile as he approaches you; it’s good to know your blow at his ego was permanent.

“Uh, long time no see” Gojo continues while messing with his disheveled hair, “did you see we’re working on that project together?”

You can’t help but let out a belated sigh. “I sure did. You have any ideas for it yet?“

“Oh nah, I haven’t really looked at the whole thing yet. Do you wanna start it right now? I have time.”

“Oh uh, I have to leave for class in 15 minutes.” In reality, your next class starts in an hour; you just didn’t feel like talking to him right now. Still, you keep up the act by packing your belongings to head out.

“Oh that’s all good. Here,” Gojo hands you his phone, presenting an empty contact card for you to fill out. “Let’s set up a time to work on it later. We have two weeks, but I wanna get it over with”.

“Well, that’s something we agree on” you mutter, filling out your contact info on his cracked iPhone screen. You then hand his phone back to him and rise from your seat. “I’m usually free after 4pm. Just remember to actually text me back, Gojo. I know you’re not very good at that.”

“I will, I will,” he chuckles, holding up his hands in surrender to your threat. “Promise!” he holds up a pinky and winks at you, to which you roll your eyes and head back towards the door. You’re really hoping these next two weeks aren’t as difficult as you think they’ll be.

Thankfully, Gojo actually responded, and the two of you agreed to Tuesday evening at the library. You’re currently waiting for your project partner at a cozy corner desk, taking out your notes and laptop to begin the assignment. It’s 5 minutes past the agreed upon time when Gojo saunters up to you; honestly, you thought he’d show up later or forget entirely, so you’re not upset.

“Sorry, club meeting ran a little later than usual,” he says as he slumps into the couch across from you, his legs dangling over the armrest. “I got you this, too,” he adds, sliding a Red Bull over to you. “I don’t know how long we’re working on this tonight, but I thought I’d get us both one, just in case”.

“Oh, thanks. I got something already, though,” you reply, picking up your thermos of espresso and politely pushing back the offering. “What club are you in?” It seems like you’re both attempting to make amends to make the project a little easier.

“I’m in an astrophysics club. It’s nothing much, tho”, he shrugs. We just talk about nerdy shit and occasionally do projects and stuff.”

“I’m not gonna lie, I didn’t expect that from you”, you lean back in your chair, now slightly interested in the man before you.

“Yeah, I actually do more than just party.” Gojo adds while taking out his own supplies. “Believe it or not, I’m not the same guy I was freshman year”.

“You’re gonna have to prove it to me, I’m afraid”, you retort. If he’s trying to charm you, it won’t work. 

Gojo clears his throat. “Anyway, here are some ideas I had for the project”. He slides his notebook closer to you, revealing a page full of bullet points aptly titled “project ideas.” His handwriting is messy, but legible, and as you read his notes you’re reluctantly impressed by his insightfulness and creativity. Gojo reveals that he actually stayed behind at his club to relay his ideas and ask for tips, admitting he was more interested in the material than he thought he’d be. As you lean over the table to point out one particular idea, you catch a hint of cologne from him. You can tell it’s not a cheap scent, with notes of mandarin and cypress above amber and leather. His hair is slightly neater than it was yesterday, and up close you can tell that his skin is flawless. You’re almost annoyed at his effortlessly attractive appearance; no wonder so many people fawn over him. 

An hour passes briskly, with the two of you making ample progress with the project. Surprisingly, the two of you work well together, even getting off topic a few times to discuss frivolous subjects. You learned that he likes watching cartoons and reading, and wants to go into research after college. You can’t help but feel a little guilty for holding a grudge over him for so long; it seems like he really has changed. 

After 30 more minutes, Gojo stands up to stretch. “Alright, we’re done with the outline”, he yawns, taking a sip of his Red Bull. “I don't wanna keep you too long, how about we call it for the night?” 

“Sounds good to me”, you yawn in response, closing your notebook. “It takes me a bit to walk home, anyway”.

“You’re walking home by yourself? At dark?” Gojo questions you with genuine concern in his words. “I can drive you home, if you want”.

“Oh no, I’m fine. I do it all the time”, you shrug.

“It’s no big deal to me”, he flashes a small smile. “I respect having the balls to walk home alone at night, but I’d be a dick to not offer”.

“Sure, why not. I appreciate it”. You smile back, getting up to follow Gojo to his car. As you walk with him to his car, the two of you excitedly discuss a new anime you’ve both been watching. You didn’t take him as the type to be an anime guy either, but he’s surprised you a lot today. When you get to his car, it’s as nice as you expect it to be: a slick silver BMW with a clean interior, accompanied by a new car smell. Of course he has money, too. He’s not a menace to society on the road either, and the low hum of his Spotify playlist accompanies the small talk. 

“By the way”, Gojo pipes up after a moment of silence, “I feel like shit for how I acted to your friends freshman year. You were right to call me out like that”.

“I know”, you reply, with a hint of playfulness in your tone. He chuckles in response. 

“No offense taken. But really, I hope we can be on good terms now. I had a good time, even if we were working on an assignment.”

“Unfortunately, I think I did too”. He’s pulling up to the entrance of your apartment complex, and parks neatly by the door. 

“Next time, how about we work at my place? Only if you want to though, just thought I’d suggest some place quieter”.

“I’m down”, you nod, “I could bring snacks, too”. 

“Sounds like a deal. See you on Thursday, Y/N”. He gives you a short wave as you exit his car, and even makes sure to watch you get inside safely. As you walk to your apartment, you battle with your renewed thoughts of the frat boy you once detested. After being alone with him for an extended period of time, you hate to admit that you can see the appeal; he’s handsome, charming, and seems to have mellowed out over the years. But should you really be giving Satoru Gojo a chance?

Fuck it, you might.

(Stay tuned for part 2!)

[accio-victuuri]

AIRPORT CLUES. 🕵️‍♀️ ( i’m labeling it as this instead of actual cpn cause most of these are speculation & imagination. lol. but some of these may be relevant at some point. who knows. )

I personally think these bits don’t hold that much weight, but who am I to judge? I’ve been here for years and there are things that I ignored but turned into big cpns— days, months or years later. so i will just archive it here for safe keeping. lol.

What XZ is doing in Shanghai is still not known. It’s still melons that he will go to film overseas or will he stay in SH to do work cause most of his days are him shooting LOCH. Whatever it is, XZ and his team wants people to know that he is in Shanghai. We know that XZ can go incognito if he wants too, so the fact that he goes out dressed in Tod’s ( coat, shows and bag ) says something. He wants to be seen. He even shared a selfie.

So anyway… let’s start with his jeans…

The way he is wearing wide legged pants, similar to what WYB did during IQIYI scream night. That’s actually the first thing I noticed. 👀👀👀

( a compilation of some of their matching clothes // source )

I read somewhere that this is apparently something trendy nowadays so maybe it’s not just them. But it is nice seeing them wearing something of the same style days from each other. Tho XZ also wore something kinda similar in his GUCCI horseshoe campaign ; maybe it could be inspired from that too?

I see some folks says that some 🍤🍤🍤 were apparently bashing WYB for wearing that kind of jeans @ IQIYI but then XZ shows up in public with the same style. I also don’t see any wardrobe account tagging the jeans. why tho. does no one really know? What if it’s Chanel? LOL! I doubt it.

There is conversation about the difference between their clothes going to the airport. WYB was wearing very light clothing and XZ was bundled up. It’s like him following WYB’s reminder that the weather is cooling down and YBo saying to wear more clothes.

He was also holding a new phone, iphone 15 pro but he is still using a phone case with a card pocket ( this is a very famous cpn. I feel like at this point, most bxgs should know what the cpn is around this phone case ). And this too, idk what is the significance but in case. He’s such an apple fanboy 😂😂😂

Now let’s talk about the selfie.

I didn’t expect him to share it lol. You can say that maybe—

1. He wants to share a selfie to fans cause his airport video and him going to SH went on weibo hot search.

2. Some sort of celebration that he is off filming LOCH for now and he is free ( not really tho cause he still got to work )

A key thing here is it was taken much earlier than it was posted. Which is not really suspicious if you think about it. Not everyone posts selfies in real time. However, it’s a common CPN among turtles that most of the time what we get are leftovers. Meaning they take it for personal use or send it to each other. So this was allegedly taken along with other selfies to report to WYB. This is kinda believable knowing that they were both in BJ together but now XZ has to leave.

My favorite tho is how this selfie kinda echoes WYB’s. You can’t see his face. Thank you for letting us see his eyes tho 🥹🥹🥹

Are you learning from your gremlin boyfriend? 🤣🤣

That’s all for now. I know this post is crossing the line into “making everything into CPN” and I am very aware of that. We will see how relevant these can be in the future. 💛

-END.

[blnk338]

COD Headcanons!!

Pt 2 b/c you guys loved these sm

Relationship hcs!!

Price:

Good chef, GREAT at bbq

Taps his phone screen too hard and squints at it

Googled “Pegging” because Soap told him to

Regrets it dearly

“I’m just going to rest my eyes” and falls into comatose for 8-10 years

Was the best man at Laswell’s wedding and still cries today thinking about it

Does the dad-sneeze thing

Supporter of small businesses

Vanilla > chocolate ice cream will get into a heated argument over this

Will put on a 19th-century oil tycoon accent when asking questions about technology to make light of the situation

This started when he didn’t know how to change the wallpaper on his iPhone

Laswell does an incredible impression of his impression

Crazy emetophobia

HOLIDAY DAD! Absolutely shite with gifts but will wake up at 3 am to set up everything and give you a good holiday

Very comfortable in his masculinity from raising two daughters, made sure to teach himself how to raise them to be smart and safe, and actively does his best to keep himself in check and support the women in his life

Ultimate straight ally

His oldest, 15, made him and her little sister go to pride and he voluntarily wore a shirt that said “free dad hugs”

Gaz:

Got Price to say “Girl trust you will be dealt with” and had to get Soap to punch him so he could breathe again

Fluent in French!

Bisexual w/ a preference for women

Needs two triple-shot espressos every morning

Hates oat milk; thinks it's grainy

Is lactose intolerant though

But he’s not the shit-your-brains-out lactose intolerant, he’s the wallow-in-pain-on-the-bathroom-floor-for-eighty-minutes lactose intolerant

Turkey hater. Not the animal, the food. Thinks it’s dry and flavorless

Okayish cook, phenomenal baker.

Will leave baked goods in the sergeant's/lieutenant's and captain's offices/breakrooms and act surprised when he sees the plate of freshly baked brownies

Tried smoking weed, hated it.

Middle child of an older sister and a younger brother

Didn’t like The Office

Soap:

Can make balloon animals out of anything balloon-like (condoms included)

Has a TikTok, makes TikTok references

Loves cats and dogs equally, but had only dogs growing up so he’s not really sure how to deal with cats

In a constant state of "trying his best"

Dick stick-n-poke tattoo on his calf

30-minute night routine

Double exfoliates

Disgusted at Ghost’s hygiene

Loves the holidays; this man goes fucking insane for Christmas lights and his house is the biggest source of light pollution in the entirety of the UK

RELIGIOUSLY a supporter of small businesses. Loves little family-run stores and buys local produce/groceries all the time

Highlighter kid in grade school

Blamed a fart on Gaz and asked him if he was feeling “Gazzy” (Garrick smacked the shit out of him)

Makes gagging noises over comms to fuck with Price

Knows what kinning is, kins Rainbow Dash

ADHD

Coffee does the opposite for him; he’ll be bouncing off the walls and you’ll hand him a double shot espresso and he’s calm as all fuck

GREAT AT READING SOCIAL CUES THOUGH

Really knows how to read body language and will step back if anyone gets uncomfortable

Youngest of 3 brothers and one older sister (she’s second to oldest amongst his siblings)

König:

Will literally sit at home in full tactical gear

Chess master

Loves horror movies but gets super scared

Likes Scrabble

Bug kid!!!!!

Hates birds. No one knows why.

Doesn’t drink, prefers virgin versions of alcohol

Drunk König is a sad König

Wore headgear because of his teeth when he was in middle school

Favorite color is yellow but does love green!

Will accidentally man-handle people because he forgets his strength

Always so terribly sorry about it

Ghost:

Has had his license revoked an uncountable number of times (currently does not have a license)

Drives

No rizz

Horrifyingly good aim with anything and everything. Will chuck trash across the house and somehow land it in the bin

Will lean his head down slightly if someone he respects (and is shorter than him) is talking

One of those dog people that’s like “I fucking hate cats.” And then you find them napping together, and he’s carrying the cat in the hood of his jacket, and he sneaking them treats, and he’s talking to them in a baby voice…

Wins staring contests, always

Knows his staring is bad, but doesn’t really do anything to change it

Speaking of which, he’s got a horrible German stare (google it)

Spaces out and sways side to side slightly, unaware that he’s been glaring lasers into an unsuspecting private for like a solid forty seconds.

Doesn’t know what kinning is but would kin Winter Soldier / Bucky Barnes

Likes sensory toys but will never buy one because he thinks they’re too obvious.

Really wants a sensory slug

Definitely the jealous type but will not say a single fucking word

Soft spot for animals and young children

Likes drinking for a buzz, but will easily stop himself. He doesn’t like being unaware of his surroundings

Edibles > mass amounts of alcohol

Little fidgeting -> rubbing his thumb across the side of his index finger, squeezing his hands, twitching his feet but not enough to tap them, playing with the hems of stuff

Mirrors in his house are covered/removed

Wants a pet but won’t get one because he doesn’t like the idea of something relying on him, only to abandon them or discard them. He’s away for work often so it’s not like they would be taken care of

Doesn’t actively seek partners because he doesn’t think he’s worth it

Behind the confident, stoic attitude, he’s a man who doesn’t value himself and therefore, if he does have feelings for anyone, doesn’t put in the effort to pursue them or he tries to kill the warm feelings in him.

Better to be alone than to hurt someone he cares about

Graves:

Screams at Football (US) games

Thinks he can out-grill Price; cannot.

Lost his kids in the divorce

Thinks no-sock loafers are the way to go

Doesn’t wear socks that much, actually

Can’t handle spice

Mint n’ chip ice cream kinda guy

Fav beer is Natty Lit

Likes egg salad

Dog guy

Divorced twice, btw

“But if the roles were reversed…”

Doesn’t have a problem with climate change, and thinks that the weather is getting nicer so, if anything, the climate is just getting better

Uses Crest toothpaste

Left-handed and makes a big deal out of it

Gets really up in the ass about calling soccer “football” (not ironically)

[xreaderbooks]

Paradise on Earth (16)

Chapter: 16. My Druthers

Pair: JJ Maybank x Routledge! Reader

Word Count: 5.2k

Warnings: Language, Violence, Mentions of death

Summary: Y/n and Sarah make it back to the right side of the island after a long night, Limberey hands over the tape that will give John B his freedom.

A/N: The trauma continues...let me know your thoughts, does anyone wanna be tagged?

Available on Wattpad and AO3

Chapter 15 - Series Masterlist - Navigation - Chapter 17

You weren’t home, you knew it before you opened your eyes. The air smelt cleaner and felt fresher. The only time you felt that unfamiliar feeling was when you were living in Tannyhill, your heart pounded through your ears as you woke with a start. Not Tannyhill- this place was completely new to you.

Your eyes launched around the room in search of something you could recognize that would tell you where you are. Straight across from you on a bamboo couch similar to yours was Sarah. She was still out cold with a white fluffy blanket covering her and pillows surrounding her. Topper had walked in with two trays, both with orange juice and breakfast.

“Morning,” He smiled at you and you couldn’t process the kindness in his tone. You accepted the tray he handed to you with an awkward smile of your own and observed as Sarah stirred from her sleep.

Now that you were alert you popped a grape into your mouth as you thought of what you would have to do to get back to the cut.

Like you, Sarah looked at her surroundings and paused as she locked eyes with you, you shrugged as you took a bite of the toast on your plate. While you were anxious to go get back to the Pogues, you weren’t going to deny a good breakfast. Your stomach growled as you fed it, you couldn’t remember the last time you ate.

“Hey,” Topper greeted her softly. “How are you feeling?”

“What time is it?” She asked.

“I don’t know,” He confessed. “Why?”

“We need to go,” She made a move to get up and you were ready to follow her lead but he protested.

He handed her the tray insisting she was safe. “You’re not going out there where your brother almost killed you. You’re safe here, just have a little food.”

You squinted at him, “You gonna hold us hostage here, Topper?”

“You’re free to go Y/n,” He gave you the same fake smile. “I’m more concerned about Sarah."

“What’s all this gonna cost me?” If you didn’t know any better you would think this was all an act. He might have saved you last night but the hospitality he extended to you was for show.

“That’s the thing with your Pogues isn’t it, always thinking someone's out to get you, I’m just tryna be a good guy here and show you what it is to be a decent hospitable human being. Seems like you guys don’t do that much out there on the cut.”

You groan and gave Sarah a disbelieving look, “Girl, you seriously went out with this guy?”

“Y/n,” She gestured with her eyes as a warning. You were both on his side of the island and he did bring you to whatever this place was, probably one of his many beach houses, and brought you both breakfast.

“Look, I appreciate all that you’re doing here but if you’re gonna come at me later bringing up all the ‘nice things’ that you did-”

He cut you off, “You’re with Sarah- for now at least- plus you almost died last night, it’s the least I can do besides the fact that I saved you last night.”

Topper was definitely going to hold it against you at a later date but the damage was done. He appeared to be satisfied with himself as he continued to dote on Sarah.

“Here’s a phone,” He handed to her a brand new sleek black iPhone. “So you can get a hold of me and I can get a hold of you, I just wanna make sure you’re safe.”

Sarah held the phone in her hands, admiring it. “Thank you, I haven’t had a phone since the storm.”

You sipped on your orange juice as you watched the exchange. Topper could clearly not express enough- how much he was still into her. He held her hand as he told her how worried he was and how glad he was to see her alive. A moment of silence between them had you clearing your throat to destroy the tension, there would be none of that in your presence.

You successfully brought him out of his daze as he rose from his spot on the foot of Sarah’s makeshift bed and said he was going to prepare his boat. Thankfully that meant you and Sarah didn’t have to form a whole escape plan to leave wherever you were in Figure eight.

Sarah watched as he left and you watched her in concern. You hoped that wouldn’t be a problem while John B is stuck in jail.

-

You could not be more anxious to get back to your people. There were too many things running through your head. Was JJ successful in John B’s breakout? Did he fail and end up in a cell right next to him? How was John B holding up? What were you going to do next? Rafe could have killed you last night.

You swear you were going crazy and if you heard Topper say one more cheesy line in an attempt to woo Sarah back, you were going to scream. Eventually, on the boat ride back to the Chateau all your witty remarks had withered away.

Normally humor was your go-to coping mechanism but it was a flop in this crowd. Jokes you knew would have killed with the Pogues, all wasted on Topper, you knew he thought they were funny but he was too prideful to laugh. Sarah would chuckle along with you but it was undeniable, this was a weird trio to be in and the energy just isn’t the same.

You were about to sigh for what would be your fifth time, but as you got closer to your destination you recognized four familiar heads of hair. You jumped out of your seat, “Is that John B?”

Sarah rushed forward, “John B!”

“You’re out!” You hop out of Topper boat and into the HMS, wrapping your arms around John B for a hug. “JJ you got him out!”

You smiled wide at the blond who you doubted with every second of his plan but he did it and you could not be happier. You tackle JJ in a hug where he was sitting, his arms instinctively embracing you back. When he pulled away he glanced at you and Topper in silent question, you mouthed to him later and he nodded in understanding.

“Actually, they dropped all the charges,” John B responded with Sarah still clutching onto him. “I’m a free man.”

“Yeah, I’d love to take the credit for it but the plan went horribly wrong.” JJ readjusted his cap.

You side glanced at him and sat on the empty spot on the floor of the boat beside him, “And here I was wasting my hug on you.”

“Sarah, they’re coming after Rafe.” John B tells his girlfriend after releasing his hold on her.

You let out a breath, you weren’t sure if it was relief or a breath you were still holding in from last night, knowing he was still out there. “Good, he’s completely unhinged.”

JJ gives you a quizzical look but says nothing. He was the only one who knew of your history with Rafe, a history he wasn’t too happy about and he certainly was not gonna be happy when he finds out about what happened last night.

“He jumped me and Y/n last night,” Sarah confesses. “That’s why we didn’t come back.”

The breath you just let out came right back in from the sharp inhale you took. JJ from beside you sat quietly stuck in his own mind, you can practically hear his thoughts.

“Literally almost drowned his own sister, and yours. Thankfully, I got there just in time,” Topper spoke with a sincerity that you weren’t completely convinced. It was a jab at John B for not being there for his girlfriend and a bonus with you involved. Two people your brother cared about that Topper took care of while he was gone.

“I guess I owe you one, Topper.” John B forcefully drew out, refusing to look at the Kook as he said it.

“It’s all good, somebody had to rescue your little sister, right?” He scoffed with a slight wave of his hand, in a ‘don’t worry about it’ way. “Oh, and your girlfriend.”

JJ’s fist balled up the cap that he took off again. You kept quiet letting John B handle the shade Topper was throwing.

“That’s funny because she’s not actually my girlfriend, right?”

Topper chuckled, “Well, what is she then?”

John B looked at Sarah with an expectant smile, a hand on his hip waiting patiently for her to tell Topper that they took their relationship to a higher level. She glanced at John B and Topper and instead of saying what you were all waiting for her to confirm, she faces Topper and stuttered as she says, “I’m with him.”

That threw you off guard, your eyes widened a little as you caught Kie’s gaze, and she winced in your direction. Yikes, that was the only thought that was shared between you at that moment.

“Oh, you’re with him?” Topper gave a hearty laugh, he looked to you and your friends “You guys clear on that?”

“I think it’s clear you gotta go,” JJ said in John B’s defense.

Topper nodded, “Yeah, it’s about that time. Y/n, it was a pleasure, take it easy.”

You gave a curt nod with a tight smile, the last 24 hours were too much for you to deal with without you having to thank Topper for his services.

Sarah called out to the boy, hugged him, and thanked him. He held her back, staring directly at John B with a sly smile.

You knew he had to be pissed and you cringed into your hands. The drama truly did not stop with them.

~~~

You took the nicest nap when you and the others went back to the Chateau, home never felt so good. Your brother was free and out of jail. Your assailant was now being hunted by the police, it was safe to breathe now.

You roam around the house looking for any sign of life, checking the fridge last as if there was going to be anything other than beer and way past expired leftovers. You took the last can and walked out the screen door.

“What’s up, pretty boy?” You walk up to JJ who was lazily swinging himself on the hammock. He didn’t respond, simply tossing the empty beer can in the opposite direction.

“I almost die and this is the treatment I get?” You laugh off the awkward tension. “Tell me how the breakout went.”

He shrugged, “Didn’t go the way I planned, cops got roped in. Lucky Kie and Pope showed up in the nick of time.”

“So because I wasn't there when shit went down, I get knocked down your list of favorite people?”

“John B’s your brother Y/n, as much- more even than mine, and you chose to meet up with a Kook that tried to murder you, over him.” He placed both feet on the ground, sitting upright in the hammock.

“It’s not like that you know it!” Your voice rose. “That was the past, my bad for not wanting to go along with your risky ass plan and going with Sarah for backup.”

“Backup,” JJ scoffed. He pointed to your neck, “Look where that got you.”

You let your fingertips ghost over your throat where you felt the tenderness of where Rafe’s hands were last night. You hadn’t looked in a mirror yet but you could imagine there would be a sight of bruises.

Bitterness tanged your mouth, “Fuck you, Maybank.”

“No thanks, wouldn’t want Rafe’s leftovers.”

“How dare you?” Your voice wavered from the restraint it took to withhold your anger. “After everything, we’ve been through, JJ? How fucking dare you.” Everything implies the kiss, the stolen touches, and the silent embraces that alluded to there being something more than just years of comfortable friendship and loyalty.

“You left with Sarah for one night and you show up with Topper, not very Pogue of you, Princess.”

“Are you fucking serious?”

“Do I look like I'm joking?”

“JJ,” His name came out in a hurt whisper. He was fine when he left you at the Chateau, there were no words exchanged that told you he felt betrayed by you not joining him in his plans.

His face expressed the shame you didn’t doubt that he felt, you also knew that he wouldn’t apologize now. The words were out, what he felt at that moment was out and there was no taking it back, at least not right now.

Rafe’s leftovers.

What a dick. You wanted to question him about the night you found out about John B and Sarah, you spent the rest of the night in each other's arms, grieving. Did that mean nothing? Was that what he was thinking the day after? You slept in your bed, the same as you always had, with the exception of the kisses you would share in the dark. The morning after went the same as it had every sleepover and with no discussion of the affection you both expressed the night before.

There was never an appropriate time to talk about it, either one of you was drinking to the point of alcohol poisoning or the rest of the pogues were around, John B’s death hanging in the air. Whenever it was just the two of you, you were too afraid to bring it up knowing JJ ran away from any serious conversation about love.

Did he know you loved him?

Did you expect him to?

The comfort kisses had to mean something, JJ wouldn’t mess with your emotions if it wasn’t something but then again the altercation with the letter was still in the back of your head. Either way, his words were a punch to your gut and you didn’t know how to move on from this.

You were five feet apart, glaring at each other when his phone rang saving him from saying anything else on the matter.

“Yeah, hello?” He picked up and began to walk away in the direction of the dock.

You huffed with your arms crossed, staring up at the sky, hurting from the fight with your best friend.

“What?” You heard him in the distance. “Alright, alright, we’ll be there soon.”

He ran past you towards the open tool shed, you sped after him coming to a halt behind him. Pope and Kie were caught in a deep embrace, JJ’s arrival causing them to let go with his shouts of Pope’s name.

“Just got a call from Guffy, something happened to your pops,” JJ breathed out.

~~~

“Let me know if I’m hurting you,” You tell Heyward as you apply the square bandage made for oversized cuts onto the gash on his forehead.

“You’re doin’ just fine darlin’, thank you,” He winced as he assured you. You gave him a half smile and patted his shoulder when you finished. You settled beside Kiara on a wooden bench behind Heyward.

Heyward immediately began to explain what caused his injury to Pope and the rest of you.

“I should’ve known better, He came in just as I was about to lock up and caught me by surprise. Once he had me down, he put his knee in my chest, once he had me down he asked me about that key from that drawing you showed me.” He noticed the glances you were all giving each other, “In case y’all were wondering, I didn’t tell him anything. Now, did you track it down?”

Pope fished in his pocket and pulled out a thin long gold key with a red ribbon tied to its open circular top. “I found it in Mee-maw’s old apartment above the pharmacy just like you said.”

“Shit, boy, you should’ve given this to me. I wouldn’t have had to take a beating.” He told Pope with an annoyed tone. “What’s the big deal? It ain’t worth anything. Why do they want it so bad?”

“I don’t know,” Pope confesses. “First, I get this letter telling me that I need to go to Charleston, and then I meet this rich lady who wants me to give her a key that I didn’t know was in my family.”

“None of it makes any sense,” Kie says from beside you.

“Well, don’t y’all just sit here whining about it, Figure it out!” Heyward exclaimed but Pope shut him down telling him that he was just going to give Limberey the key and that it wasn’t worth losing his dad over it but Heyward cut him off. “Did I raise you to back down from a fight, boy?”

Pope shook his head, “No, sir.”

“I didn’t think about it before but now,” Pope’s dad pointed to his bandaged forehead. “I’m interested. “Did they say why they wanted it?”

“Something about an old cross, I think it might be some kind of lost treasure.”

“You know who you should talk to? Your great-grandmother, Mee-maw.” He hands the key back to Pope.

Now with the reassurance that Heyward was alright and the knowledge that Limberey and her bodyguard were hounding for the key, with Heyward's encouragement, you were all now in on the hunt for the missing pieces of the puzzle.

It was decided that the Pogues were going to accompany Pope on his mission but the ride in the Twinkie was quiet. John B was driving with JJ in the passenger seat, while you, Kie, Pope, and Sarah were in the back. The only sound coming from the slightly cracked window to let air in and the radio.

Eventually, Pope spoke up, mentioning something that Limberey slipped out unintentionally. “She said the key leads to the cross of Santo Domingo.”

“Are we supposed to know what that is?” You ask. JJ reached his arm out to Pope and asked to see the key, he handed it to him without thought.

“I’m guessing it’s some sort of historical artifact of great importance,” Pope responded.

“According to the interwebs, it was a gift from New Spain to the Spanish king.” Kie recited from Google.

“New Spain?” JJ interjected. “Is there an Old Spain?”

You rolled her eyes at him, not caring to hear a word from him. Kie flipped her phone to show you and the rest what the cross looks like from a picture off Wikipedia.

“Shit, talk about over-gifting, look at that thing.” The picture was of a person in armor next to the infamous cross with intricate detailing, Kie pulled her phone back and continued to read “It was widely considered, at the time, to be the most extravagant tribute ever from the provinces. It was lost off the coast of Bermuda in 1829.”

“Did you just say Bermuda?” JJ inquired.

“Not the triangle,” John B told him.

“It always leads back to the triangle, dude, like every single time something’s weird.” JJ insisted, “It’s Bermuda.”

“Okay but-” You ignore JJ focusing on Pope, “What does a key found above your Mee-maw’s pharmacy have to do with any of this?”

“I don’t know, That’s a good question.”

The sign to Shady Acres nursing home was in view, You, Kie, and JJ were already prepared to hop out of the car. With John B finally putting the car in park JJ opened the sliding door, you were the one closest to it both of you not daring to make contact, you let Pope pass over you and Kie who hovered over you until Pope told you all that he wanted to go in alone.

“Are you sure?” Kie asked.

“I can handle it, I don’t really need you,” Pope shrugged. Your eyes widened a little at the use of his words towards Kie.

“We’re just all one big happy family today, aren’t we?” JJ spouted sarcastically. Pope simply walked away, and Kie went back to her seat.

“You’re one to talk,” You murmured to yourself, not expecting to be heard but judging by the way JJ shot you a look before slamming the door to the back of the van, he did. Good, you thought, he deserved to know that you were angry.

John B drove off telling Pope that he’d pick him up in a bit and parked in front of a nearby Kildare Island corner store.

You and the girls decided to get something to drink- an excuse, really, to gossip about the boys. Once you were out of earshot the shit-talking began.

“Y/n wanna share with the class?” Kie filled her paper cup with soda as she gave you a knowing look.

“Hm?” You were walking around the shop looking for any chips you might want but found nothing, grabbing a cup from the stack and copying her movements. “What do you mean?”

“She means that little comment you made at JJ,” Sarah clarified. "What was up with that?"

You winced not feeling up to telling them the full story, you also thought that JJ was the only one that heard you. “He’s just being a bitch today and when he said that we weren’t being a happy family I just spoke my thoughts.”

“Which are?” Kie pushed.

“That JJ’s an asshole, Kie.” You deadpan.

“Ouch, calm down grumpy I’m only trying to let you vent,” She sighed. “The last thing I need is to be on someone else’s bad side.” You and Sarah give her inquisitory looks.

“Pope’s giving me the silent treatment for not being in love with him.”

The two of you, you and Sarah, Ahh'd at her in understanding. It was official now, Pope and Kie were a no-go. Part of you selfishly thought about how JJ no longer had an excuse not to go for Kiara and how much it made your stomach turn. 

“Well, John B’s pouty because I didn’t tell Topper the ‘big news’ and because I thanked him.” Sarah shared.

“Yeah why did you do that?” asked Kie.

“He saved our lives, and I’d put him through so much already and you’d think that that is the crime of the century.” She expressed. You understood her, and you understood John B, at this point in your life. You were going to mind your business and let John B and Sarah figure it out for themselves.

“Tell me about it, all this crazy shit that’s been happening and JJ’s pissed because I ‘ditched’ him to help you out,” You point to Sarah as you three begin walking back to the van. “And came back with a kook, so apparently I’ve lost the privilege of being called a Pogue.”

“And we’re the dramatic ones,” Kie shook her head with a smile.

It was back to being silent when you three climbed back in and John B cruised back to the nursing home.

Pope exhaled as he sat down, “Shit just got way more personal.”

~~~

Turns out, Pope is a direct descendant of Denmark Tanny and his wife Cecilia. The six of you were outside of Heywards where all the fishing gear and coolers were when Pope filled you all in.

“Does that mean poopy is a royal?” You mused.

“A king?” John B played along.

“We shall crown him,” JJ grabbed an imaginary crown and ‘placed it’ on Pope’s head. “All hail the lord of Tannyhill. We are not worthy.”

The five of you bowed down to Pope in waves, he blushed and insisted you all stop so you did.

“Relocate the cat’s ass, question mark?” Sarah referred to the hot tub JJ bought with the money you both stole from Barry’s place.

“I’m with that,” JJ responded. “‘Cause I don’t have a place to stay.”

“How soon can we move in?” Kie asked, “‘Cause me neither, bunk beds?”

“Bunk beds,” JJ agreed and tapped his beer can with hers. “Cheers to that.”

No doubt JJ and Kie would be staying at the Chateau with you and John B, and Sarah too with all that’s been going on. In this scenario, John B and Sarah would be in his room, You and Kie in yours, and JJ in the pullout. Though you were mad at JJ, the thought of you and him not sharing a bed anymore was disappointing, it’s not like you and Kie never shared your room before but before John B came back you couldn’t lie and say that you didn’t get used to having JJ be the one next to you.

You continued to ignore JJ and asked Pope what he was thinking about since he hadn’t spoken in a while.

“I just keep thinking about the letter, the one that Limberey sent, it had the wheat symbol on it. That must mean it has something to do with the Royal Merchant.” Pope theorized, “But if we find that cross we can split it like we were gonna split the gold.”

“And live happily ever after?” The blonde woman with her cane and guard dog, holding up an umbrella, came from around the corner.

You tensed standing to the right Pope who was leaning on a faded wooden pole used to hold up the roof. JJ on his left and John B.

“You assaulted my father,” Pope confronted Limberey. The man who was always around her pushed him away from the lady.

“I didn’t assault anybody," She denied.

Kie spoke from her spot on top of two coolers stacked on each other, “He can identify the psycho from a mile away.”

“Why would my employee assault your father?” Limberey chuckled. “That’s absurd.”

You glanced to where John B and JJ were conspiring in silence, you knew the looks on their faces, though nobody else outside of your friend group would know they had something up their sleeve. You let them do their thing in fear of getting them caught because you were staring too long.

“Listen, we can keep on negotiating, but the fact is that I want the key-” Pope went for the woman but JJ went behind him to hold him back, and so did Limberey’s employee. “Until I have it, I don’t have a choice, which means you don’t either.”

John B then snuck out a key, though you weren’t sure if it was the real key or not, he held it up. “Is this what you’re looking for?”

“Yes, it is,” Limberey confirmed in her airy voice.

“Looking at the tide right now, I’d say it’s about 20 feet deep out there. So if I threw it in the channel, the probability of you finding it again is slim to none.” John B began to walk to the water, “You wanna give it a shot? Let’s see what happens, ready?”

He was hyping the maybe-fake key, and Limberey and her guard dog rushed for it. Pope looked at you in confusion, slipping his hand into his pocket and letting you peek at the key- the real one with the red ribbon. You smirked, not knowing how JJ and John B could have pulled it off but Limberey was falling for it.

John B’s arm stuttered in the air, stopping at Limbereys shouts to stop. “Get him to back the hell up.”

“Of course,” Her tone was sickly sweet as she turned her attention to the scruffy man, “Backup. As I have told you from the beginning, I am willing to be reasonable.”

“Okay,” Pope conceded. “But I want the tape.”

Pleasant surprise filtered through the woman's features, smiling “Of course.”

John B decided to play up the act, whispering but keeping the volume of his voice loud enough for the rest of you to hear. “You don’t have to do this, okay?”

“No, it’s okay.”

“This is your family.” Unintentionally, your gaze met JJ’s, it was almost instinct now for your eyes to meet his with unspoken words of amusement.

“It’s fine, it’s about your dad.” He held out his palm for John B to hand him the key. “That’s way more important.”

Hesitantly, John B gave it to him. You pursed your lips to hide your smile at how fooled Limberey was.

“The tape?” Pope asked.

“Yes, give him the tape,” Limberey told her man to give it to Pope. The moment the tape was in his hand, Limebery took the key in a quick exchange. “You know, I wish that you’d come to this decision earlier. We could have avoided all this unpleasantness.”

“How long do you think we have until she realizes she has your father’s old key?” JJ asks John B.

“10 minutes,” He shrugs.

“Whose idea was the fake key?” You pipe in curiously.

“Shockingly, not mine,” Kie states.

JJ scrunched his nose and leaned into John B who wrapped his arm around the blond, “Hm, I don’t know. Should we tell them?” John B pats JJ’s chest.

At the mention of it being JJ’s idea, you kept the pride you felt for him to yourself and let the others vocalize their praises.

With the tape officially in the Pogue's hands, you were all ready to go to the police station and hand it over to Shoupe. John B was in and out, as you all waited in the Twinkie. He walked out with a bright face you hadn’t seen on him in a while.

At the Chateau, you and the girls sat on the porch, huddled together on the old couch while the boys celebrated and cheered at the fact that Ward Cameron was now a criminal and would be arrested for his crimes.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, Ward Cameron is going to jail!” JJ’s excitement resounded throughout the Chateau and out the open window.

You and Kie smiled fondly, while Sarah’s face was crestfallen. You couldn’t blame her but you weren’t going to shut down any celebration of her dad’s new status.

“Do you regret it?” You ask her.

“No,” She says honestly. “He deserves all of it, and I know that.”

“He’s your dad, I get it,” Kie chimes in. “I’m sure it sucks to be in the middle.”

Sarah’s new phone rings and you had no doubt it was a phone call from the one who gifted it to her.

~~~

The police were on the streets were well on their way to Tannyhill, and so were you and the rest of the Pogues. John B sped through as fast as he could, you were sure if the cops hadn’t been otherwise preoccupied, he would have been stopped. The six of you peered over the concrete wall to the side of the Cameron's yard, where several cop cars were parked.

“Screw it, I’m going over,” John B braced his hands to hop the wall.

JJ planted himself, sitting on the wall to give the girls a boost, Kie went, then Sarah. When it got to you, you hesitated and you could tell he did too but you went for it anyway.

All of you successfully over the wall, you heard Wheezie asking why there were police there. Sarah jogged forward and hugged her, telling her to go inside. You all followed the sight of police officers on the dock, Ward Cameron’s yacht, floating on the water.

“Dad!” Sarah shouted. “What are you doing?”

“Sarah, what are you doing baby, you can’t be here!” Ward pulled a lever to lift the anchor.

“Dad, please don’t leave!”

Ward ignored her and entered the helm, and suddenly the world seemed to stop as ‘My Druthers’ had exploded.

Chills ran through your body in disbelief at what had just happened. You witnessed John B’s face processing, Sarah gasped, screaming her dad's name, reaching out for him she sunk to the ground sobbing. Topper had come from literally nowhere, holding her as she cried.

Your heart bled for Sarah but your terror was finally over, Ward is dead. The nightmare was over, it felt like you had the closure you needed to move on with your life.

~~~

Chapter 17

Taglist:

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(if your name is crossed that means tumblr won't let me tag you)

[justalildumpling]

chapter 13: bye mum im getting married💅

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pairing: jeno x fem! reader

synopsis: it wasn’t often jeno showed emotions of love and affection, let alone kissing a stranger at a party that he doesn’t even remember?! determined to find his nameless cinderella, he began searching the campus far and wide but as hidden secrets started surfacing, he started to wonder whether the midnight spark was meant to be pursued after all.

genre: social media au, college au, strangers to lovers, fluff, angst, crack

warnings: swearing

note: pls ignore the random iphone thingy in the centre halfway thru🙏 i changed my phone whilst writing and i was not bothered to edit it out of every screenshot😭

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[certkidwhocantdomath]

Coldstar Headcanons, Part IV: A Snowflake's Star

• Cassie found a stray gray American Shorthair on the streets, Bi-Han was hesitant to take it in but he quickly found out it was no ordinary cat- that and because Johnny said he wanted to keep it, so his hands were tied. The task of training her was given to Smoke and in his tutelage, she learned to use her claws as deadly weapons. Cassie eventually named the cat "Coldstar" or better known as the "Kombat Kitty".

(Kombat Kitty is inspired by the Warrior Cats OCs I see when I tap on the Coldstar tag. Not by design but by name)

• Johnny gifted Bi-Han the new iPhone 15 Pro Max saying "it'll make communication faster, so we don't have to write letters anymore.", even taking the liberty of putting a phone case and a phone charm

(Cassie made the charm🥰)

• Bi-Han wears a dogtag that says "CAGE", Johnny wears a dogtag that says "BI-HAN" and Cassie wears a dogtag that says "JOHNHAN'S DAUGHTER", the pendent reaches their breast bone while Cassie's reaches the end of her sternum. It was Johnny's idea to create the dogtags.

• In his free time, Bi-Han talks to Johnny via text. Bi-Han was nearly caught once by Kuai Liang.

• Johnny's contact name for Bi-Han is "Snowflake❄️" and Bi-Han's is "My superstar⭐".

• Johnny likes calling Bi-Han various names such as "Frosty", "Snowflake", "Ice cube", "Douma(let's pretend Demon Slayer exist in MK but as an anime), "Grandmaster blueberry ice" but Johnny mainly calls him "Bi" or "babe".

• Johnny likes playing with Bi-Han's hair as he rests his head in Johnny's lap.

• When given a chance, Johnny would grab onto Bi-Han's arm and squeeze his muscles like a stress toy.

• Johnny spoils Bi-Han. He loves to give him gifts, at least once a day. Such is the life of a celebrity. It can be anything, really.

[herkonular]

TORONATA - DEVASA+ (2)

One of the key features and benefits of iPhone leather wallet cases is their ability to provide protection and durability for your device. The soft yet sturdy leather material helps prevent damage from drops, bumps, and everyday use, ensuring that your phone stays safe and secure. Some leather wallet cases, such as those produced by Toronata, are even reinforced with geometric air pockets and elastomer to provide additional shock absorption. With a leather wallet case, you can have peace of mind knowing that your phone is well-protected. Another advantage of iPhone leather wallet cases is their convenience and functionality. With multiple card slots and a built-in kickstand, these cases allow you to carry your essential cards and easily prop up your phone for hands-free viewing, iPhone 15 leather wallet case are also MagSafe-compatible, allowing for seamless wireless charging and effortless attachment and detachment of accessories. This level of convenience and functionality makes leather wallet cases a practical and valuable accessory for your iPhone. In addition to their protective and functional features, iPhone 15 pro leather wallet case also offer a wide range of style and design options. From sleek and minimalist to bold and colorful, there is a iPhone 15 plus leather wallet case to suit every taste and preference. Handmade leather cases, such as those produced by Toronata, offer a unique and luxurious look and feel that sets them apart from other phone cases. With a leather wallet case, you can not only protect your phone but also express your personal style and make a fashion statement

[astrangergivingthestrangewelcome]

I know things have been this way for a while now, but the consumerism's been hitting me lately. That "stuff you really need! And stuff you bought for fun! Stuff! Stuff! Stuff!" Amazon jingle has been playing on Spotify lots and just like. It's poison! There was this Verizon ad on Hulu today that played like three times watching a 30 minute sitcom where they were advertising a Black Friday deal where if you signed up or upgraded or whatever you could trade in any iPhone model in any condition to get a iPhone 15 "for free" and I've been sitting with how insidious that is all evening like! Get a shiny new phone! Yours works perfectly fine? Who cares, it's free why use an old one! Don't think about how the precious metals used to create it are precious and ought to be respected and used fully! Don't think about mining and human labor and environmental cost! Think about your brand new iPhone 15! Get an Apple Watch while you're at it bc hey that's a thing you can buy and it's very necessary to text on your wrist. Chances are you won't think about recycling old electronics and we won't remind you because we don't care! We care about seeing you Consume! Consume! Consume!

It's poison! It's killing us! I'm mad as hell and I'm not going to take this anymore!