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beebeyjuice · 5 years ago

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Beezleboss (Beetlejuice*x Neutral!Reader x OC) NSFW-ish

I have to complete anessaya dn I’m over here awake, listening to Tenacious D so just take it okay? just take it and...cuddle with it. It needs to be cuddled with.

*I may add the rock!BJ AU and Devil!BJ tag because...it’s fucking Tenacious D what other excuse do I have???

Warnings: Mentions of R*pe, drugs, with a little dark humour* (read after the ellipses)

Update: It is 4 am...I started at 1 am. I liked this story very much :D. Enjoy.

Published: 4/11/20

https://soundcloud.com/butcher-ben-592/tenacious-d-beezleboss

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I was sitting on the couch, strumming the guitar semi-consciously while waiting for my roommate to put the pot in the bong. The notes rolled off like a god was savoring the delicious riffs that kept on cooking. We alternated the use of the pick that we have found, and with its existence our lives gotten better. We gotten fame, money, a taste of both pussy and dick, because why the fuck not?

We even got a new friend, our agent, who’s nickname was Beezleboss. Sure it was a weird name, but there’s even weirder ones that are accepted by the crowd. Maybe he wanted to join the band?

(Y/N) came into the living room with the bag in their hand and sit next to me, and I placed the guitar in the stand. The pick I placed on the necklace frame. We both have our own necklace that holds the pick so it wouldn’t be as easy to lose it. It had its own eight, and its own disadvantages-

For one...we sometimes get paranoid and we forget the other one has it. Sometimes I’m up at 3 AM on the roof in my underwear and braless desperately looking for it, but then realization hits like a motherfucker when I realize that 1) (Y/N) has and 2) I am never on the roof for whatever reason, nice view though. It is always a nice view, it would be fun to fuck someone...maybe Beezlebub? Bezebos? Beteljuice? Juice...

“Hey (Y/N) hand me the orange juice will ya?” I asked and made a grabby motion and thanking them for the carton.

Our phones vibrated and (Y/N) leant over on her right side to scan the screen while holding the bong in her hand, “Oh hey it’s Beezleboss, wants to meet us in the front yard.”

Confused, I asked, “Why didn’t he just come in like he always does?”

You shrugged your shoulders and set down the bong gently, bitch, you’re never gently with my stuff.

I dressed up, well...put on a bra because I didn’t want to deal with the sweat stains when I’m inside the house and followed you outside to meet our manager. Sometimes (Y/N) and I speak freely in our home how much we really want to fuck him...oh my goood was he just delicious-looking. He can join our little band anytime if it means we just hop on and-

“Hey boss, how’s it going?” you greeted with a smile and pulled him in a hug.

He smiled, his canines (fuuuck me he can mark me anytime) showed as he returned the hug, “Pretty good, I was just strolling by see how you guys are.” When he released the hug, he pulled back to adjust the striped jacket. He had such an unusual sense of fashion, but he was so fucking adorable. Sometimes I don’t know whether to pinch his cheeks or to whip his sweet thicc butt *I felt my head tilt a little to scan the curves* or to just...take me.

I know (Y/N) is thinking those dirty ass thoughts, they do this little thing by crossing their arms across their chest and and using the fingernail of their pinky to scratch their arm lightly to ground them to reality and not slip into their sexual fantasies. I’m pretty sure they want to see him in a leather outfit, and god do I as well. I’m more of an emotionless, “zoning out” kind of person. I scanned his body and when I watched those gorgeous hazel eyes, only for them to have a direct contact do I smile and go over to hug them. I had no fucking clue what they were talking about but they didn’t say my name. I held him in a side-hug, resting my hand on my hip as I now enter the conversation, “Boss, you looking sexy as ever.” I reported, serious and saluting him as that was the most important part of the discussion. We both saw the sudden blush and timidness that appeared and I leaned back slightly, made direct eye contact with you and went from an emotionless expression to a wide grin and a thumbs up liek it was indeed the mst blessful day ever. I got away with these comments because it was common, (Y/N), however, that (gurl/boi/madamonsieure)....that’s 50 shades of F.U.C.K.E.D.U.P., my comments were NOTHING compared to what this sex demon had to offer

~Flashback~

Me: Yo, (Y/N), the city of fallen angels has nothing compare to the operas you perform when you commit to the sexto-y-nueve.

You: *chuckles and you lil shit would grab my chin and lightly graze it* I will fuck you day and night, from pleasure to pain, whether you want to or not *leans closer* and you will start calling me the Lideric because I will not stop until you say my name like a prayer and your bones will be crumpling, you will be so dehydrated that you will need to go to the hospital constantly to get IV bags injected into your bloodstream that when you waste their resources, you depend on my own cum to keep you alive. *smirks*

Me: ... *mouth gaped*...

You: *taps on my chin and leaves me hanging as you do your research*

Me: Holy shit, mark me down as scared and horny.

You smiled so sweetly as you tried to brush me off, “Ignore her, she’s had too much to drink.”

I lazily pointed at you, objecting your claim, “That is not true...I may have had about two cups of Orange Juice, who knows.” I shrug my shoulders lightly. This made beezleboss chuckle and had a fit of giggles before taking a deep breath to calm down, “Alright, alright, guys I’ve been meaning to tell you about this..situation that I’m in and-” now I slowly unglueed myself from the manager made slow, long steps to stand next to you, “...que paso, compadre?”

He was confused, trying to understand why I got so defensive and ready to beat his cute butt off the driveway.

“I hope it isn’t to tell us you won’t be our manager.” You stated bluntly, always more mature than me. Now I was able to see the rings that decorated his fingers, the black fingernails, the green hair that was slicked back, his skin slightly palish as always.

When he laughed, he shooked his heads, “No noo, that is not it nah- uh it has to do with production.”

I tilt my head to the side, “But we just finished producing songs yesterday.” I say in a high-pitch voice to make aware of my confusion.

He nods, “Yes, you have.” He grins, now there was one canine tooth that was visible and I was confused. I wasn’t going to address the lost tooth, but you sighed softly, “Right, I think I know what you mean. Mija, let’s grab our guitars and go to the studio and make a few more songs.” When you walked passed me, you added: “Besides, we have a few songs under our sleeves.” and you glanced down on the silver necklace.

I smile and nodded in affirmation then looked at our boss, “We’ll be right back!” and I ran, following you. When I walked up the stairs to the door, I reached up to the necklace and looked down to see the empty frame. I smiled, then I suddenly panicked. My eyes widen, and my body tensed up. I rushed to you, nearly pinning you against the wall. You were taken off guard, raising the guitars above our heads, “Mija! Watch it, you almost made drop the guitars-”

“Listen to me, and I mean....fucking. listen to me.” My voice was shaking, my hands were trembling and I was on brink in crying, “I...lost the pick.” and I sucked in my lips. Your eyes widen, lowering your arms, “Whatthefuckdoyoumeanyoulostthefuckingpick.” You said faster than you ever said anything in your life.

“I mean...I lost the pick. It was in the frame, and now it’s gone. We have to distract him, we have to distract boss and I have to look for the pick.”

~~~

Meanwhile, Beezleboss, who waited patiently, smirked slowly as he raised his hand to reveal the glowing green pick. The pick transformed into a canine tooth that was possible for him to shape shift into his true form: His eye color changed from the hazel to the golden orbs, his mouth opened slightly to reveal the two pairs of canines into two rows of sharp teeth. He stuck out his tongue for it to be fork-pitched and slithering to get the sensation used to.His suit got dirtier in means that it was aging, horns grew from the temples, making an upward curve. His finger nails grew into claws and he was more pale, like beige white paper. A tail was revealed from under the coat and flicked a few times, it stretched as well, curling a few times before making it rest on the concrete floor.

He lolled his head, making a growling sound emit from his throat as he was relieved to be in his true form, ready to take your souls to the netherworld and make you two suffer from the pain he had to endure with the stupid breathers.

~~~

I paced back and forth, repeating fragments and ideas before you take my shoulder, “We’re gonna find the pick, and we are going to make music after, okay?” You gave me my guitar and I put on the strap, “Y-yeah, yeah, we’re gonna find it.” I repeated, doing the habit of rubbing my fingertips and we headed out the door. However, when we walked outside, we screamed in horror as we jumped in our arms.

“IT’S SHOOOOWTIME!!~” The entity sanged in his gravelly voice, even biting his lip as he heard the screams, blinking only to smirk towards us, his golden eyes filled with rage and mischief.

We separated from each other to fully observe the demon, monster whatever it was that was in front of us, speechless in the moment.

He spread his arms apart as he says in a guttural tone: “I am complete!!”

“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck” (Y/N) and I synced, really progressing what was going on.

“Yes you are Fucked! Shit out of Luck! Now I’m complete and my Cock you will suck!” and he proceeded to open the jacket slightly to thrust his hips forwards to mimic the fucking motion, “This world will be mine, and you’re first in line, You brought me the pick and now you shall both die!”

I was frozen in place, my eyes could not tear off. I must be high, I must be.

But I hear (Y/N)...sing? After all, he did sounded like he was singing too in the way that he spoke.

“Waaaaaiit! Waaaaiiit Waaait you motherfucker!” and I finally looked over at (Y/N) who stepped forward and pointed at him, “We challenge youu to a rock off!”

They brought the guitar in hand, ready to play, only before he pointed at the demon with their basic pick, “Give us one chance to rock your socks off!...”

I swore I saw a little hip jiggle when you sang that part softly.

I know looked at the demon who looked ready to kill us, but was distressed.

“Fuck!” He turned around, his back facing us. Well, at least his ass looked better. “Fuck! Fuuuuuuck.” He growled, turning back around after clenching his hands and even running his hands through his hair, “The demon code prevents me,” and when he turned around, a scroll appeared in his hands. He looked annoyed, if not irritated at the challenge that my roommate came up with, “From declining a rock off challenge. WHat. are your terms, what’s the ca-a-atch~.”

Now it was our time, (Y/N) looked back at me and I was trying to tell you something but nothing came out. I was too scared,

“Four things, two from me and two from her!” You shouted, looking back at him, “...If we win, you must take your sorry aaasssss back to heeeelll. And also you will have to pay our reeent.”

I actually thought that was a good idea, and I nodded slowly in agreement but also respect for thinking outside of the box.

“And what if I win?..” His hand raised to graze his beard and the growls came back, and there was a chill in both our backs.

“...” Now I’m stuck.

“...Then you can take her back to hell...” (Y/N) suggested, shrugging her shoulders in an inquisitive way, to see if it would work. I nodded mindlessly before those words clicked. I quickly snapped my head to you, worried as fuck, “...What?!”

I stepped forward to you.

They looked straight ahead before glancing at me, “Trust me mija, it’s the only whey.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” I asked in a panicked tone, only to be grabbed by them. Their arm wrapped around me , the other on my abdominal area as we both looked straight.

“To be your little..” and then I feel someone groping my chest, “bitch.” they finished and I snapped at them.

Partially satisfied, with an eye roll, he announced: “Fine! Let the Rock off Begin!” and he released a maniacal laughter that would have wet my underwear for multiple reasons besides being scared.

And when he raised his hands, the scene changed. We were caught in the middle of an arena of speakers, a drum set appearing, a microphone sitting in the middle. A guitar and a bass on their stands. We watched three clones appear, each taking their places. The real raised his hand and lowered it as he stood behind the microphone. The drummer was perfect in every way playing the drummer, never missing a beat (no times for puns).

“I’m the devil- I love metal!” They all sang in unison, more guttural than with one, only from the real one to stuck out his tongue and wiggle it at us. We jumped at every chance, fidgety and also speechless at the performance.

The guitarist stepped forward, planting his right foot forward only to succesfully catch out attention when said, “Check this riff is fucking Tasty!!” and proceeded to shred out souls he performed.

Lastly, the real boss, he took the microphone, the tail wrapped around the stand as he sang his verse:

“I’m the devil I can do what I want

Whatever I’ve got I’m gonna flaunt!

There’s never been a rock off that I’ve ever lost!”

I glanced at you in a concerned look, already certain that I’m fucked.

When I look back, however, he revealed a wall of sex toys which made me jump.

“I can’t wait to take her back to hell

I’m gonna fill her with my hot demon gel” and he squirted lube on us, making us jump but me cower behind you.

“I’ll make her squeal like my scarlet pimpernel!” and he mimicked once again the fucking motion. .For a moment, (Y/N) stepped forward and shouted, “NOoooo!” It Boss by surprise, the illusion getting rid of. Head turned over their shoulder, they tried to make me jump in, “Come on Mija, bring the thunder!”

I was hopeless, I was already see the future of being a sexdoll, “There’s just no way that we can win, that was a master piece...”

Now they turned around and grabbed my shoulders, “Listen to me.”

“He rocks to hard because he’s not a mortal man!” I raised my hand at him who was currently smoking a cig.

“God damn it! He’s gonna make you his sex slave, gonna gargle mayonnaise-”

“Nooo” I sobbed.

“Unless we bust a massive monster mama-jam!”

I nodded, understanding you, “We’ve been through so much shit...“

“Deactivated lasers with my dick!” He shouted excitedly, and for a mere second attempted to remember a single memory where they did that.

“Now it’s time to bow this fucker dooown!!” we synced and faced the boss.

I brought out the guitar and began to strum only for you to continue “Come now, it’s time to blow doors down!”

I nodded excitedly, bouncing on my toes, “I hear you man it’s time to blow doors down!”

You posed and danced as you sang, “Light up the stage ‘cause its time for a showdown!”

Now I was confident to step forward with the thanks of my friend, “We’ll bend you over then we’ll take you to Brown Town.”

and we both sang, “Now we’ve got to blow this fucker doown!”

I quickly stated the fact if this does not work: “He’s gonna rape me if we don’t blow doors down!”

“Come on, we must drive it down now”

“Yeah Baby!!”

You confidently pointed at him as you smirked, “Hey anti-christ-er, Beezlboss, we know you’re weekness- OUR ROCKET SAUCE!”

ANd the something came over me that suddenly I stopped playing, only to actually be stuck ina thinking process.

The halt confused you and the boss, “What the fuck was that!” you shouted.

I scanned the boss almost ina critizing way, “I just realized something...”

“HUH?!” you both responded.

“I never got to say what I wanted.” I stated plainly.

You wacked the back of my head and I nearly tripped.

“You were nearly raped and you’ve got the nerve to say that!”

“Wait cabron listen to me!” you shouted back and the you looked at the boss, “Yo, you gnna destroy the world?”

Speechless, Beezlboss remained there, “Uhhh...no?”

I nodded and process that, “Then how about we forget all this and come inside, become our new roommate and date?”

That question alone made them look around for any secrets cameras of some sort.

“What the fuck is happening..”

“Exactly, you know, when you were human and all, (Y/N) wanted you to fuck us and fuck you. You see them scratch their arm right?”

“yeah...”

“Observant! But that’s their way of not falling into a sexual fantasy! I’m a motherfucking open book that will open her legs with a snap of fingers! Rape is off-limits though!”

“And...?”

“Boy,...you will not hear the end of the day if you let me continue talk when I want to date that sexy ass of yours. ANd now that you have horns, now I have something to hold on when I’m riding- let’s go inside. now.” You made your way inside, shocking both outside.

“Now!!!!” you barked and both (Y/N) and boss head inside. I got closer look and I grin, “Oohh, you managed to get even sexier.”

“Wait...you both....really wanted to fuck me?”

“And date you, don’t forget that. We just didn’t want to make it awkward since you were out manager.” you explained, making you blush from the revelation.

“And you still want to date me?” He asked in clarification and you quickly grabbed his tie and pulled him down in a lustful kiss, taking your hand in mine to pull closer. I introduced tongue and when we pull apart, a string of saliva was attached, “You should wait until (Y/N) opens their mouth. I came three times.” you admitted, “didn’t even touch me.” I smirked, “Now come on, let’s ignore what just happened and just get on with it yeah?” you asked and leaned forward to kiss his neck. You blushed so hard, you felt him place his hand on your waist and nodded to male the move. His expression soften up and you leaned forward to kiss him, already twirling tongues.

One thing for sure, this relationship is the best one ever made.

#Rock!Beetlejuice #beetlejuice x reader #nsft #BJ x reader #devil!beej #Rock Beetlejuice #fanfic #fanfiction #I am so so so proud of this piece #I do hope you enjoyed

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putaloadintrucks · 7 years ago

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Rolling Coal Mill

“Tony shut up”

“Listen Ryan, I am just saying. You could save a few minutes if you did”

“What point of shutting up do you not get? My yard, my rules”

Rolling Coal Lumber mill was a little piece of heaven, or a slice of hell depending on who you asked. While there was no mistaking the importance of the small little lumber mill to the surrounding businesses and homes, it did have the reputation of being run by a hard ass of a boss, a Kenworth named Ryan. The Truck had been running the yard for nearly fifteen of his nearly fourty years on the planet and his reputation was well backed up. You either did it his way, or you were fired. No questions asked.

That was not to say Ryan was a bad truck, far from it. To the workers that had worked there and had properly followed his rules, and did what he asked, He could be a very nice boss. To the trucks that had been smartasses in his yard, he could be straight up the devil himself when it came to be. To some he looked the part too, as the years in the mill had not been kind to Ryan’s body. His once shiny Black and silver paint had dulled, sometimes chipped off in place and rust was evident all over his chrome and stacks. He also had numerous dents and scratches across his body from accidents and just the action of moving heavy loads around the valley.

As a result of Ryan’s more violent tendencies when it came with slacking off at his yard, Truck turnovers where very high. A truck usually never lasted more than three months before calling it quits, and the ones who stayed on Ryan’s good side lasted barely longer, usually deciding to move to other yards with more work when given the chance. The longest lasting one so far was the Truck Ryan was currently talking to, a Peterbilt named Tony who currently was sitting on nearly a year at the yard so far.

Tony was a younger model Bright blue Peterbilt, having only been on his own for 3 years now. He had come into the yard looking for work, and with Ryan being short tired at the time with his last working leaving, was hired on the spot. When Tony worked, he could be an excellent worker, that reason being why he was still employed with Ryan. Unfortunately, Tony was something off a hot head who thought sometimes he knew better than the veteran.

Currently he was in the process of annoying Ryan, again.

“Come on man, we have tons of straps just lying around, through it over the load and tye it down. By the time you get back, the kid will be back from the shop with a new one” whined Tony, talking about a strap that had broken on one of the trailers that held down the logs onto it.

“What fucking part of hell no do you not understand. Those aren’t spares ya dingus, those are corroded pieces of metal that barely count towards anything but scrap. I will not and shall not put the lives of others at risk on the roads because your dumbass wanted to save a few minutes” Ryan growled as Tony huffed, mumbling softly as he slowly rubbed a tire along the ground. “Tony” started Ryan, His violet eyes digging into the brown eyes of the truck in front of him, “You have to understand this. This is not just about money. If this load shifts going around a corner, and one of those scrap ties you wanna call a strap gives way, not only is it gonna spill onto the highway, costing ME money to go get and put back onto the trailer, you also run the risk of those spilt logs slamming into other cars on the highway. I will NOT have one of MY loads be responsible for anyone’s death, you got it? Time can be made up, lives can’t. The minute you can understand that and stop trying to cut corners, the moment you will be a better truck for it. Got it?”

“Yes sir, I get it” mumbled Tony softly, whiltering under the gaze of the older Truck, who gave a growl before turning his attention to the only road in and out of the yard.

“We are gonna wait for that Delivery boy to come out here. Only one who was willing to brave the road over here apparently. “Ryan grumbled, Tony snickering besides him.

“Maybe cause the road is a deathtrap? I swear I think I am gonna fall into those ditches along the side, and the bridge is one small quake away from falling into the water” Tony quipped, earning a grumble from the older truck.

“The road is fine, seriously, Cars can stop getting their filters in a bunch and actually do some work, than maybe they wouldn’t be useless slouches. I travel that road nearly every day and I have never had a problem on it” muttered Ryan, a cackle of laughter escaping from Tony at him.

“That’s because you’re old” he cackled, uttering a growl from the Kenworth.

“I swear to Chrysler Tony, one of these days I’m gonna push you off a cliff” he growled as Tony continued to snicker.

“Sure you will old man. Sure you will. So did you hear about what happened to the boys at the station? Nasty shit with that outta state cop and that demon thing” quipped Tony, Ryan simply groaning as he looked at the truck.

“Everyone’s heard it boy, It’s all over the damn paper. Can’t stop to get fuel without cars commenting on it” he groaned, Tony chuckling as his antenna patted the older vehicle.

“There There old man, I know socializing must hurt ya” he cackled, earning a tire smack to a fender as Ryan growled.

“Don’t patronize me boy. I swear, this valley should mind its own business sometimes. What happened happened, and I don’t need to hear about it a month fucking later. Its like when they fucking thought Vic had sex with that outta state cop, would not shut the fuck up about it and it grew annoying really quick. Anyone with have a brand new it was false, Vic ain’t that type of Truck, let alone not that type of cop. But noo, everyone mouthed it around like it was the truth” he growled, earning an eye role from Tony.

“Well of course it was false, didn’t mean it was any less funny seeing the gossip queens at the station mouth off. It was even funnier when the Cop got revenge on that other cop who was spreading it around as well. I saw one of the videos, was some really kinky shit” chuckled Tony, earning a humph from Ryan as he diverted his attention back to the road.

“Whatever youngling, just keep your eyes peeled for the delivery boy, Little guys a speed demon when he comes down this road.” Ryan stated, earning a chuckle from Tony.

“Sure old man, whatever ya say. What truck we waiting for?” asked Tony, Ryan giving a small chuckle as Tony tilted in puzzlement.

“Oh not a truck” he started to say as music started to come from the direction of the road, the sounds of an engine mixed with the electro sing music that was steadily growing louder and louder with Each second. Both trucks looked at the road now, Ryan with a smirk on his bumper while Tony had the look of puzzlement on his. The music grew blistering loud now as Ryan turned to the younger truck, “ It’s a van” he cackled as the Van speed around the corner of the road, the music blaring as it bounced along the divots and dives of the close road before thundering it the yard. The sound of dirt being kicked up as it applied its brakes, The Astro eeping as he locked up and slide into the yard further, knocking over cans and barrels as it skidded to a stop, mere feet from the front of Ryan, who smirked. The van shook its hood, looking up and eeping louder as it noticed how close it was to the Semi, blushing softly as he quickly backed up, throwing a salute up with his antenna up at Ryan.

“I have the goods sir” he said, grinning from mirror to mirror as his antenna pointed up to a large box attached to his roof rack, sitting snuggly in place. Ryan chuckled as Tony looked at the Van, blinking rapidly and close and opening his mouth as he struggled to find words to say.

“Good job Cade, always can count on you out here in the boonies” Ryan said with a smirk as His antenna reached down, undoing the straps from the package.

“Anytime Captain!. I love the roads out here, so much fun to bounce along” giggled Cade as he tiled his body, allowing the package to roll over his roof bars and onto the ground with a Thud. Ryan chuckled softly.

“ Well I appreciate it. Why don’t you go to the café and get a drink or two, Tell the waitress to put it on my tab” he smirked as the Van beamed.

“YES SIR!” He giggled, saluting the Semi once more before turning around and zooming back up the road, His music crackling back to life as the little van speed around the bend, throwing up a cloud of dust and dirt in his wake. Ryan softly chuckled, watching the youngster speed away from them at a fast rate of speed.

“Kids gonna hurt himself one of these days with how fast he moves along the roads here” he quipped as he tilted towards his companion, who was still starring at the bend, his mouth opening and closing rapidly still. Ryan sighed, rolling his eyes as his slammed a tire into Tony’s side, snapping the youngster outta his daze. “Stop imitating a fish and get to work securing the strap, we have loads to deliver” he stated, Tony blinking at him.

“ Why was that van lifted, and how does a Van move so fucking quick” he asked, Ryan sighing as his antenna rubbed along his closed eyes.

“Boy, that Kid has more balls than vehicles twice his age. Stop asking such stupid questions alright. I am not gonna question how or why, I am just thankful that someone like him is willing to help us workers in the boonies out here. He goes around delivering packages to people out here who need them and his is damn good at it. So why don’t you imitate him and get back to fucking work before I make you” growled Ryan as Tony sputtered.

“But-But sir. I delivered the last three!” he whined, yelping as a tire smacked into his fender as Ryan gave a low growl, his engine rumbling angrily.

“ Its gonna be another three if you don’t get to work, The faster you can safely secure the strap over the load, the quicker you can go to break. NOW FUCKING MOVE IT!” Yelled the Kenworth. The Peterbilt giving a yelp as he quickly moved to grab the package, driving quickly to the awaiting trailer.

“Fucking kid” muttered Ryan as he yawned, turning around and back to his office to check for any more loads that where gonna be needed delivered soon. The sun was getting low and he hoped there wouldn’t be any last minute delivers needed.

He really hated those.

#Cars #Cars Fandom #Pixar cars #OC:Tony #OC:Ryan

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solopeppermint · 7 years ago

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1-99

1: 6 of the songs you listen to most?

End of the day (cos it’s my ringtone/alarm heh), Despacito (cos it’s playing everywhere), Perfect, Happier, Two Ghosts, MMITH

2: If you could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?

H!!

3: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 23, give me line 17.

I only have notebooks on my table. pg 23 line 17 is blank haha

4: What do you think about most?

hm I think food

5: What does your latest text message from someone else say?

Nak withdraw duit.

6: Do you sleep with or without clothes on?

depends on the weather? but usually with. unless really cannot tahan one

7: What’s your strangest talent?

er speed reading?

8: Girls… (finish the sentence); Boys… (finish the sentence)

Girls DONT LIKE BOYS GIRLS LIKE CARS AND MONEHHH

Boys WILL LAUGH AT GIRLS WHEN THEY’RE NOT FUNNEHHH

9: Ever had a poem or song written about you?

nope

10: When is the last time you played the air guitar?

prolly listening to Kiwi i think.

11: Do you have any strange phobias?

er phobia towards taugeh

12: Ever stuck a foreign object up your nose?

my finger? haha

13: What’s your religion?

muslim

14: If you are outside, what are you most likely doing?

people watching. counting vezels. thinking of my bed.

15: Do you prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?

behind cos i awkward turtle

16: Simple but extremely complex. Favorite band?

ONE on hiatus DIRECTION

17: What was the last lie you told?

later can do.

18: Do you believe in karma?

the concept of it yeah

19: What does your URL mean?

smiley... sharks...

20: What is your greatest weakness; your greatest strength?

being anti social

i think i am a good listening ear to my closest friends :’)

21: Who is your celebrity crush?

H. H. H.

22: Have you ever gone skinny dipping?

noo

23: How do you vent your anger?

going for a loong run

24: Do you have a collection of anything?

books. friends & tbbt dvds

25: Do you prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?

ok with both

26: Are you happy with the person you’ve become?

meh

27: What’s a sound you hate; sound you love?

kids crying

the voice of my loved ones

28: What’s your biggest “what if”?

what if i cannot do this

29: Do you believe in ghosts? How about aliens?

nope

30: Stick your right arm out; what do you touch first? Do the same with your left arm.

bedside table

pillow

31: Smell the air. What do you smell?

air lol

32: What’s the worst place you have ever been to?’

can’t think of any rn

33: Choose: East Coast or West Coast?

local context,

WEST COAST cos got KTGM FAVVV

34: Most attractive singer of your opposite gender?

H *heartshape eyes emoji*

35: To you, what is the meaning of life?

life.....is a journey haha shit idk

36: Define Art.

one’s creativity

37: Do you believe in luck?

nope

everything happens for a reason ;)

38: What’s the weather like right now?

HOT HUMID

39: What time is it?

8.30PM

40: Do you drive? If so, have you ever crashed?

No. Cos scared run people over. or animals.

41: What was the last book you read?

Love & Happiness

42: Do you like the smell of gasoline?

YES. I LOVE FOLLOWING PEOPLE TO ISI MINYAK,

(That’s gasoline right? lolol)

43: Do you have any nicknames?

yees

44: What was the last film you saw?

at the movies - FF8

online - boss baby

45: What’s the worst injury you’ve ever had?

just minor scraps here and there never anythg serious thank god

46: Have you ever caught a butterfly?

nope

47: Do you have any obsessions right now?

no?

48: What’s your sexual orientation?

ah straight?

49: Ever had a rumour spread about you?

no i guess?

50: Do you believe in magic?

nope

51: Do you tend to hold grudges against people who have done you wrong?

try not to.

but we’re onlyyyy huumaaaaaaan

52: What is your astrological sign?

Sagittarius

53: Do you save money or spend it?

well both

54: What’s the last thing you purchased?

yoghurt for sahur

55: Love or lust?

love

56: In a relationship?

haha yes no maybe i dont knooooow

57: How many relationships have you had?

um 3

but seeerious, one

58: Can you touch your nose with your tongue?

no :(

59: Where were you yesterday?

at work. then tampines TO BUY FOOD

60: Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you?

yess my pillow!

61: Are you wearing socks right now?

nope

62: What’s your favourite animal?

SHARKS. BASKING SHARKS

63: What is your secret weapon to get someone to like you?

don’t NEED any1 to like me bye

64: Where is your best friend?

don’t really have one

65: Give me your top 5 favourite blogs on Tumblr.

prolly all H update/related ones.

66: What is your heritage?

err? malay? javanese?

67: What were you doing last night at 12AM?

sleeping. cos i old lady liao hahaha

68: What do you think is Satan’s last name?

setan gondol

69: Be honest. Ever gotten yourself off?

err

70: Are you the kind of friend you would want to have as a friend?

i would think so

71: You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late one more time you get fired. What do you do?

but i cannot touch dogs.......................

ok la shout for help and let someone else save it/touch it

72: You are at the doctor’s office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live.

a) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die?

b) What do you do with your remaining days?

be a better muslim

tie up lose ends, so to speak

c) Would you be afraid?

after trying my best to be better, no i guess?

73: You can only have one of these things; trust or love.

trust.

bcos what’s love without trust?

74: What’s a song that always makes you happy when you hear it?

ANYTHING FRM 1D OK DUH

75: What are the last four digits in your cell phone number?

0000

76: In your opinion, what makes a great relationship?

when two people trust each other

and are honest with each other

and are best friends above all

77: How can I win your heart?

be funny. but not the offensive kind.

78: Can insanity bring on more creativity?

I guess

79: What is the single best decision you have made in your life so far?

deciding on pursuing my line of work

80: What size shoes do you wear?

81: What would you want to be written on your tombstone?

see you soon

82: What is your favourite word?

does HAHA count?

yes. (bcos I cannot say no one)

if at work it is silent clap. hahhaa ok that’s 2 words

83: Give me the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word; heart.

H’s anatomical heart tattoo

84: What is a saying you say a lot?

everything happens for a reason

85: What’s the last song you listened to?

night changes

86: Basic question; what’s your favourite colour/colours?

yellow. and turquoise. and black

87: What is your current desktop picture?

lyrics frm SOTT

88: If you could press a button and make anyone in the world instantaneously explode, who would it be?

noone. tak baik tu. macam equivalent to bunuh orang

89: What would be a question you’d be afraid to tell the truth on?

do i look fat?

90: One night you wake up because you heard a noise. You turn on the light to find that you are surrounded by MUMMIES. The mummies aren’t really doing anything, they’re just standing around your bed. What do you do?

take a selfie with them and go back to sleep hahaha

91: You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What is that power?

teleporting.

92: You can re-live any point of time in your life. The time-span can only be a half-hour, though. What half-hour of your past would you like to experience again?

OTRASG

93: You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?

none. everything ‘bad’ that ever happened taught me something, one way or another

94: You have the opportunity to sleep with the music-celebrity of your choice. Who would it be?

sleep like innocent one ok. cuddle cuddle hahaha

you guess ah who

95: You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go?

Bosnia, Sarajevo

96: Do you have any relatives in jail?

nope

97: Have you ever thrown up in the car?

when I was little i guess yeah like we were on a road trip or smetg

98: Ever been on a plane?

yeah

99: If the whole world were listening to you right now, what would you say?

where is the loveee? So many bad things are happening everywhere.

always remember that He is watching. Whatever you do to others, you will be held accountable for it.

and to the people suffering at their hands, stay strong and have faith that He is the best of all planners. This world is only temporary :’)

#99qns

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