#fuckin hell man/pos

[pinktrashgoblin]

SERVER WHITEBOARD SHENANGIANS

presenting the pink gang as team rocket bc it’s funny

Cuda is here against his will

Sorry for the terrible pic quality btw

Cuda in a crop top is something I never thought i’d draw

[kabukiaku]

What do you think of the Ghovie? :D

holy HELL man. to give my spoiler free thoughts: it was loads of fun. the concert footage was absolutely gorgeous. the sound quality was insane, I sang along through all the songs. ending left me shook and have more questions than answers.

for my thoughts that do involve spoilers:

my only real criticism but I guess it's just a personal preference: this was me merely having my specific expectations, but I was hoping to see Copia talk to his brothers in ghost form.

I did NOT expect Sister to kick the bucket.

Damn I'm not even a huge Copia enjoyer and yet I wanted to hug this man. He fr looked so stressed and conflicted.

FRATER IMPERATOR??!?! fuck man. I'm gonna draw that outfit.

SECONDO-STAINED GLASS SHOT!!!!

the animated segment of Mary On a Cross was so so cool. i guess they finally gave in to the scooby-doo chase music allegations xD

NEW GUY? who are you. who aaaare you? I vote for resurrected terzo. hah. yeah right.

the implications of copia having a twin!!?!?

I saw terzo ONCE and I pointed at the screen. my boy....

copia getting a lil jumpscare when he inverts his cross necklace. haha.

how will this new era play out? will it be an homage to the first era?

nihil you were a delight. silly old man.

cant get the new song out of my head. good music. good message.

copia's speeches throughout the concert, ahhh really pulls at your heartstrings.

copia on the hot air balloon, fr thought something bad was gonna happen, but good chances are he was lost in his mind, and fuckin fainted. oof.

RAIN SPOKE. him saying 'so no encore?' had the same cadence as the vine 'so no head?'

ghouls were lovely. not as feral as usual? poor swiss. he didn't get much good footage.

the. GHOULETTES. PERIOD.

phantom's wacky head tilts. he's so crazy. /pos

when nihil asked him to do the 'grucification' pose during SH my ass really thought they were gonna kill him on the spot or something.

OVERALL: a damn good concert movie. so thrilling. so much fun. I am happy that I got to experience this. despite the absence of our previous papas, we cling onto so dearly, I know the spotlight isn't shining on them anymore. it makes me sad, as I would've love to see Terzo in some narrative type media. Now, I await for what this new Era will bring.

[dixons-sunshine]

I love your Daryl x reader stories

I wanted to ask if you could write sth about Daryl x fempolish reader. Like maybe they meet in Alexandria and she made him some polish food he loved or just some love short story. I don't know it's up to you.

Have a great day

Just Try It | Daryl Dixon x Polish!Fem!Reader

*GIF and moodboard aren't mine.*

Summary: After finding all the ingredients needed to make one of your cultural dishes, you decide to make it when Carol invited you and Daryl over. However, you never suspected a man that ate snakes on the regular would be so skeptical when it came to food.

Genre: Fluff.

Era: The Commonwealth.

Warnings: Swearing.

Word count: 932.

A/n: Thank you so much for helping me with the translations @mawidixon! I hope you like this! (Translations will be at the bottom.)

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“Nah, it looks weird as shit. Ain't gon' eat it.”

You rolled your eyes at him, huffing in frustration. “Kochanie, I've seen you eat a snake before. We've had to eat literal dog meat before. How the hell are you picky about this? It's just Pierogi. I've eaten this many times before the world ended. It won't kill you.”

Daryl peered over your shoulder, looking at the Pierogi that you were busy frying in a pan. His eyes were carefully following your movements, skeptical about the dish you were preparing. Carol had invited you and the kids over for dinner and had asked you to prepare Pierogi, and you had agreed rather ecstatically. It was rare for you to be able to make one of your traditional dishes, so you had jumped at the opportunity to do so.

“Why would ya boil it and then fry it? Seems fuckin' unnecessary if ya ask me,” Daryl replied skeptically, slightly scrunching his nose. “And the mashed potatoes? Why would ya wrap dough 'round it? Ya could jus' eat it as is. No need to go makin' dough outta flour and ruinin' mashed potatoes by wrappin' it 'round it. S'a waste of cheese, too, addin' it in.”

You clicked your tongue and carefully took the pan from the hot fire, and placed it onto a rag on the counter as to not burn the pristine laminate countertop. You turned to Daryl, your eyebrows raised questioningly. “Be honest with me right now, Dixon. Have you ever actually had Pierogi before?”

Daryl immediately shook his head. “Nah,” he told you, crossing his arms over his chest.

You hummed and nodded, turning to the bowl that had the Pierogi that you had made earlier. You grabbed the lukewarm Pierogi and extended it towards your partner, laughing at the face he made at it.

“Twój wyraz twarzy jest przeuroczy,” you mused, laughing harder at the confused face he made. “Before you ask what I said, it's not important. What is important, however, is you trying this. It's delicious and I can't have you thinking that eating squirrel meat is better than this.”

Daryl reluctantly took the dumpling, holding it gingerly between his fingers. “'Least m'familiar with squirrel meat. Know it ain't gon' taste any different each time.”

“Nie możesz zawsze jeść tylko wiewiórek,” you muttered under your breath, before shaking your head and sending Daryl an amused smile. “Daryl, stop being so stubborn. Po prostu spróbuj.”

Daryl grumbled something under his breath before looking at you again. “Nie chcę.”

“As impressed as I am that you understood me and that you managed to reply, saying something in my language won't sway me.”

Daryl shot you a small smirk. “Worth a shot,” he replied, before hesitantly taking a bite of the Pierogi.

You watched in amusement as a whirlwind of emotions played on his face. First skepticism, then surprise, and then he looked impressed. He practically devoured the rest of the dumpling in hungry bites, reaching for another one in the bowl, but you stopped him.

“Nope. I can't allow you to do that, misiu. The rest is for tonight,” you told him with a smile. “I can't disappoint Carol now, can I? She was eager about this the whole day. You only just came around about this. I'd rather give these to someone who's had faith in me from the start.”

“C'mon, tha' ain't fair,” Daryl groaned. “Merle once said tha' these things tasted like crap. Went into vivid detail 'bout how it tasted, too. Can't blame me fer not trustin' it.”

You giggled and shook your head. “You should've had more trust in me. I've been making these things since I was a kid. I'd never intentionally make you eat something bad,” you told him, before placing the lid onto the bowl and handing it to the archer. “Here, why don't you go ahead and take this to Carol? She's expecting us.”

Daryl took the bowl from you. “What about ya, robaczku? RJ and Judith are waitin' fer their auntie.”

You smiled at the nickname he had picked up from you, and motioned towards the dumplings still in the hot pan. “I'm just gonna wrap these up and put them away. I'll be right behind you.”

Daryl nodded and leaned forward to place a quick kiss to your lips. He soon pulled away and started walking away, calling to you over his shoulder. “Jus' so ya know, those are mine. Judith and RJ dun' need to know 'bout those.”

You laughed and called out to him. “So, are Pierogi's better than squirrel meat?”

Daryl paused at the doorway and contemplated on how to respond. He smirked to himself as he looked down at the bowl in his hand. “I'll let the kids decide tha', sunshine. I love ya.”

“I want an answer from you!”

The door shutting was the only response you got in return. You looked down at the pan and shook your head. There was never a dull moment with your beloved huntsman.

“Ja też cię kocham, you asshole,” you mused with a laugh.

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Translations:

Kochanie: Honey.

Twój wyraz twarzy jest przeuroczy: Your facial expression is adorable.

Nie możesz zawsze jeść tylko wiewiórek: You can't always only eat squirrels.

Po prostu spróbuj: Just try it.

Nie chcę: I don't want to.

misiu: teddy bear.

robaczku: love bug.

Ja też cię kocham: I love you too.

[puzzled-pegasus]

Christina Posabule thoughts (tiny little female christ is eating my brain today/pos)

This is mostly me working out some parallels between her and Orel's families but there's some cute hcs for her and Orel in here too :3

Her mom Poppit is influential to her as a parallel to the way that Clay affects Orel. Poppit is selfish, drunk, bitter, and very two-faced parent just like Clay is, who just like him, confidently gives awful advice and takes advantage of Christina's trusting nature.

Art is less involved with Christina and loses interest in conversation with her as soon as anything remotely associated with femininity comes up and he's just like ew gross go talk to your mom. the most positive attention he gives her is about her appearance and how cute or pretty she looks. He likes to constantly condescendingly tell her that any given thing she's interested or asking advice about in the moment is for boys or "a little girl like you doesn't need to worry about that :)" and it drives Christina nuts so she goes and talks to her mom anyway

Similarly to Clay and Orel, Poppit decided to take Christina on a picnic in the woods and they get lost, and Christina gets permanently injured due to her mother's carelessness, though I haven't yet figured out how. (Man, I just realized that if that happened after the events of Nature and Orel found out, he would probably be out for Poppit's BLOOD on behalf of his puppy crush sweetheart)

Idk whose post I read but I'll add the credit in later, but I read earlier the idea that as a parallel to Orel's masochism episode Christina has an arc where she turns sadist and I thought that was fuckin hilarious so yeah I need that to be a thing. I wonder what would set that off though. Maybe instead of taking to heart the idea that suffering is good for her, she might be like "wait friends I don't want you to go to hell for being happy" and beats them up...or smth i dont know. And also as parallel to Orel's dreams of God in that episode she could be like. Beating the shiz out of Satan. Lol. anyway,

I have this feeling that she and Orel have like the sappiest pet names for each other but like you cant even be mad about it cause they're so sincere lol. like they meet up for a date and Orel's casually like "there's my bright little daisy" and Christina is like "oh hello my sweet pudding pie" and then they hold hands and walk to the park or whatever tf

This is a smaller hc but if you remember that moment before the Puppingtons found out the Posabules were Catholic when Clay noticed Orel making 😍 eyes at Christina and he asked Orel if he thinks she was cute,,, I think it would be nice if Poppit and Christina were doing the same thing at that moment like Poppit was like "oh he's a doll isn't he?" And Christina's like "yes, ma'am, and so polite too!" and Poppit says something cheeky about how Christina better not start bringing boys around Art because he'll shoot them or whatever (you know like how dads threaten their daughters' boyfriends for no reason because of weird possession issues) and then they giggle together

Since Orel's been shot Christina worries over him a lot and especially in the first few months of their relationship she kept asking him how much it hurt and and even into adulthood she checks with him every day to make sure he's not exerting himself too much

Christina had a cat briefly and her parents killed it because they thought it was bad luck or smth

instead of "meet me in my study" Poppit's the more involved parent when it comes to discipline so she's just like "go see your father" cus he's the one with the belt

[itsawildsaltychip]

WAIT NO I SEE THIS KDJAKLCSOAOOAOS/pos

having two things you're tragically ill over at the same time is so embarrassing cause wdym im the only one who thinks Petey the Cat is kinda connected to Chemical Girl in a way.

"I know my place in the world, I will accept the rolе. This is no place of honor, I just thought you should know." <- Petey when hes forced to a life of evil after his mom died

[erischeatsdeath]

bullet train moments i 🫶 adore

-the prince sobbing and swearing that yuichi kidnapped her and lemon staring blankly for a moment before going, "sorry. i get captivated by white girl tears. bravo--,“

-kill me pretty!! being tangerine's song

-"and lemon?... you be careful too." [beat] "[winks] when the train comes-a-rocking, don't come-a-knocking, amirite?"

-the twins arguing about their kill count while the son is just "🧍😐".

-yuichi kimura "how the fuck am i supposed to kill the white death 😡" "wtf are you doing 🤨" "[constant blank, confused, pissed-the-fuck-off stare]" underrated character frfr.

-"oh my god, did you just say whack. 😭" "i did, i'm bringing it back." "noo it needs to stay where it was" [...] "so they don't whack me! see what i did there?" "you're really proud of yourself, aren't you? 😠😒" MARIA AND LADYBUG!!

-"nut up or shut up, bruv." [agressive british rock rendition of i'm forever blowing bubbles]

-the prince explaining her plans to yuichi. not my fave character but MAN the way she says shit during her second scene w/ kimura and while she's rigging the case is so.. slash pos.

-CARVER. fucking carver. the fact that ryan reynolds was narratively and canonically supposed to be the main chara. of the movie is so funny to me. and ladybug just despising his existence and cursing his name as he sees the snake.

-a tangerine fruit truck identical to the one lemon drives in the end of the movie almost killing ladybug in his opening scene.

-the political blackmail scene where the woman is deadass moaning, "i voted for you" 😭

-"bloody fuckin' hell. do you mind?" being tangerine's first line because yuichi ran into the cute cart girl. him calling yuichi a "fucking asshole" to the cart girl.

-tangerine being a kleptomaniac 🫶

-ladybug being so unironically convinced that his garbage fucking british accent was convincing the white death's men.

-"yeah? well im a professional. i wanted to make sure this wasnt some yakuza trap but clearly not it's some fucking 80's dance-off, innit?" live, laugh, tangerine.

-maria beetle. need i say more.

[ginsengkitten]

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Chapter Ten: To The Museum

The band lay strung throughout the backstage of the Roxy. The stage manager trotting over "on in 5 guys, you ready? I heard there's some ritzy label heads out there tonight!" He announced. Axl his his excitement behind a cool stone cold look, the others trying to also keep their cool at the news. The opportunity of being noticed by a label. Intensity flowed in echoes around the venue between Roxy employees, band members, stage crew skipping back and forth. Smoke hung around in its usual thickness. Excited chatter bellowed from all corners of the building inside and out. But between the layers of excitement, lay a deeply anxious Slash, pacing back and forth.

"Dude she'll show, maybe she's just stuck in traffic." Izzy said.

Slash muttered on to himself almost at no awareness to anyone's comments of consolation.

"I called her usual line like 3 times, nothing." Slash muttered in clear concern for your absence.

Consolation from anyone was futile. Slash grew more and more concerned of your missing in action. You never missed his shows and you were never late without at least calling. His anxiety bordering a festering anger. He had gone through about a pack of cigarettes today alone. This wasn't like you to be missing like this.

The backstage door cracked open with its loud casual clank that brought the attention of anyone nearby. Slash snapping his head only to find disappointment every time it wasn't you. Another loud clank rung out. "I'm looking here for a young man named Slash?" A gravelly old voice called out. Security blocks the man from further approaching Slash. "Can't be on this stage sir-"

Dave almost laughs at the young scrawny security bouncer trying to size up to one of LA's best hidden secrets. "Son I built this fuckin' stage." He chuckles and pushes past the bouncer with no contest. Slash pauses at the scruffy old man wandering back. "That would be me." Slash approaches him curiously. Dave sizes him up. "Thought so." He said. "I got this here..this damn uh-" Dave shuffled through his pockets in old man delirium. Slash watching him fiddle like a vulture looking for a corpse. Dave finally locates a small folded up piece of stationary from his shirt pocket and hands it to Slash. "For you man, I reckon you know Y/N?"

Slash swipes the letter from Dave and leaves no time to blink. Unfolding the small fragrant lined notebook paper.

"I don't have a lot of time to write this, but my parents have come early to take me back home. I don't know when I will see you next and I'm sorry. Please Please write me. We can coordinate phone calls soon and I'll explain everything.

I'm really sorry and I love you."

(Your home PO Box scribbled in at the bottom.)

Scribbled out in your nervous handwriting was a note you had managed to sneak to Dave before being whisked away. You begged Dave to deliver it as soon as possible, and like the pal Dave had always been, and the young lover he used to be himself, brought it down to the Roxy immediately where you had told him Slash would be tonight. Dave hung his head lowly as well. A fountain of confusion, hurt, anger and sadness blew through Slash like a bullet, shattering his entire body into millions of separate pieces.

"On in 2!" The stage coordinator called out once more.

"Come on man get your shit let's get going!" Axl called to Slash in annoyance. Slash stay frozen for a moment, clutching your note in his hands before stuffing it into his jacket pocket and running straight out the back door. "Slash!?" The band called out. "What the fuck man?!" But slash didn't stick around to give answer to their calls.

No Slash booked it outside and Dave- the good pal he is- didn't budge when he watched Slash steal his truck and peel out of the parking lot almost striking every pedestrian in sight. Slash drove like a bat out of hell all the way up to Daisy's house. Running red lights, over curbs, and ignoring angry bystanders almost killed by his reckless pursuit. But his movie like chase reaped no reward or happy ending. Parking very blatantly on the curb before jumping out and running to the window of what was your room. The many times he had thrown rocks at it, knocked in the middle of the night and stole you away like Peter Pan. But his knocks went unanswered to a now vacant guest bedroom. He tried to peer inside through slits in the curtains. Your usual artifacts nowhere to be seen. His attempts to retrieve your ghost, meanwhile, you had been long gone by now.

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Uncle Rob had bought you flights from LA to South Bend Airport in Indiana. You assumed it was just cheaper than to the closer airport in Kentland considering you lived in closer to Kent land but the trip and experience had you exhausted and nauseated to no end. You leaned your head against the window in the back of the rental car. The entire trip had been silence. A thick tension stuck in the air. Your mother glanced back to you front the passenger seat.

“Cheer up baby sweet. You know we did this because we love you.”

You say nothing.

“You know- maybe one day- you can go back.”

You lift your head in confusion.

“Really?”

“Well of course. I mean, family is important. We just need you home for a little while is all..”

“How soon? Like fall? Christmas?” You grasp at these small strings of hope.

“Well we’ll have to discuss that more later. Right now all we want is for you to get better sweetie. We only want what’s best for you.” She continues on her typical empty ramble. It’s between this particular empty ramble and you’re now realizing your father has been driving in the opposite direction since the airport.

“Daddy, is this a new way home?” You sit up confused at the surroundings blurring past the car. He glances at your mother but says nothing.

“We have, well we have just a couple detour stops since we’re already traveling. We thought we might just take the long route- as a family!” She nervously proceeds.

You are unconvinced by the statement but you’re not sure why they would lie about something like that. The nausea, the exhaustion, the now confusion, by the time you had even a semblance of a constructed thought on any of this, the car had slowed to a stop into a parking lot of a large building.

“A museum?” You ask bewildered.

“Yes, that’s right, a museum!” You mother agrees stepping out of the car.

“Dads going to go find a better parking spot. Let’s go on inside and start looking around.” She ushers you out of the car. You reluctantly follow her as your dad pulls away.

This was literally the last thing on earth you wanted to do right now. A fucking museum? This is so typical of your parents to just drag you along with their boring bullshit. You’re quite literally hours in the opposite direction from home. And if you can’t be in LA, then you only want to just go home and wait for Slash to write. No where else in the world mattered. Especially not this weird shitty roadside museum up in the mountains.

As you approach the front doors an older woman in a strange get up greets you on the lawn. She’s tall and lanky and weathered. She’s- a nun? What the hell?

You turn to your mom confused, expecting her to be equally confused but she approaches the woman warmly with a handshake. “You must be Sister Agatha!” She greets. You look at them both confused. “You know eachother…?” Now everything is fucking confusing. You’re tired, hungry, depressed and now this random bullshit. “Y/N, this is Sister Agatha.” She says in her sweet fake voice that she did. Your dad finally catches up to you guys, your suitcase in his tow. Okay what the fuck?

“Mom..? Dad…?” You look at them both for the ‘haha it’s a prank!’ Gesture but nothing comes of that. Instead it’s a carefully calculated coup that you’ve now found yourself to be the target of. Everything starts making sense. This isn’t a museum, this is a monastery.

“I think I’m ready to leave now.” You say. You start backing away but your mother snatches your hand into hers and continues her polite conversation with an ironed grip on you to the point you cry out in pain. “MOM! What the fuck?!”

“ENOUGH.” She snaps at you and says nothing more than that alone. You knew she was serious. Dead fucking serious. “You guys can’t do this, I’m 18! I’m an adult!” You exclaim in a panic. Nobody answers you, it’s like you’re invisible here. Your dad handing your bag to the Sister. “Daddy..?” You plead but he hardly looks at you and returns to the car. The earth is crumbling underneath you. You feel frozen in shock and betrayal once more. Another obstructing blow to your heart. All feeling drains from you. Feeling like a ghost. How could they do this?

“You’re right- you are 18, and in the eyes of the Indiana government, children up to the age of 21 can be committed by their parents if they are deemed a harm to themselves.” Sister Agatha breaks your ears with that grueling fact and takes your arm gently passing you from your mothers grasp to hers. “I’m not a harm to myself! You fuckers are the harm!!” You scream, growing faint. It’s at this point that you realize you are - in fact experiencing withdrawals. The nausea, the exhaustion, the dizzying confusion. Your palms are sweating and you feel worse by the second. If only you had the strength or energy, you’d run, you’d run right now. But the grip that the smack had taken of you wasn’t totally apparent until it had been a full 48 hours without it. The empty goodbyes faded away in a blur as you allowed yourself to become reliant on Sister Agatha to help you to your room.

You lie over the covers, shivering violently, sweat beaded on your brow. You felt too weak to crawl under the covers. Staring at the ceiling. Alone. Trapped. All your remaining consciousness, drifted in and out of a haze, and all you could think of was Slash.

Slash. Please don’t forget me.

[lovelyrotter]

I read your thing about stridercest. I didn’t super like the ship (I’m more of a lalondecest girlie) but I respect the hell out of the textual analysis you did. Anyway do you have any good fic recommendations? I want to see what you see in it.

oh fuck yeah i love sharing ship stuff especially with ppl who dont usually go here and vice versa for me. its like hell yeah im digging in sand and its fun i love my sand and then i turn around and woah i had no idea there was even MORE sand just behind me ya dig? that might not have made any sense hahaha. its the joy of trading pokemon cards except with ships

but okay heres some of my current faves. bear in mind i read mostly M and E rated stuff but ive got a sprinklin of lower ratings in here too. im also gonna categorize this list by stridercest flavour. theres a lot so this turned out like ridiculously long

anyone else goin through this feel free to link yalls faves in the replies too cause im ravenous. especially if its haldirk. im constantly craving haldirk

guardiancest

doku line terminus & two steps away from the county line by lildogie these first cause theyre my ultra faves rn and i cant get enough of this au. set in the same universe but county line is the prequel. a/b/o verse with lotsa interesting political stuff and also interpersonal dynamics. dave & dirk are there too and are real cute. its also got mysterious time travelling. i really cant sell these two enough like i am not doin these justice

davedirk / dirkdave

if i woke up next to you by bumbly | G, ~2,700 words, complete. SUPER sweet relationship study, made me fuckin melt. this author has really good stuff for other ships too but mind the archive warnings

dont joke about hentai face broctopus transplants im eating cheese n onion pringles here by smrtnik | M, ~1k words, complete. this one made me fuckin melt its so tender. it truly feels like were peeking into their life together. also great title

Stasis State by Caeslin | T, ~3k words, complete. another really intimate feeling one. its so fuckin sweet. mind the tags for typical dirk suicide attempt but its not on screen its moreso the recovery and how dave is affected by it

“stupid fucking bullshit” ad nauseam by anon | T, 13.7k words, complete. REALLY GOOD AU. trans striders, fade to black sex scene. the boys are cute and you can feel how much theyre drawn to each other immediately. wish there was more of this

sometimes the bad guy wins by nutrimercenary | E, ~7.5k words, ongoing. wow. oh wow. ive been looking for a davedirk fic like this for a long time. PLEASE read the warnings and tags but its so fuckin good. a crossdimentional narrative tug-o-war between dave and ult dirk i fuckin love it

got it goin on by bumbly | E, 7.5k words, complete. dirk indulges daves mommy kink after prying it outta him. its cute and funny and sexy it made me smile. their dynamic is sooo sweet

helping hands by ghostlyAnarchist | E, 5.1k words, complete. THIS IS SO GOOD. its got trans man dave and is genuinely one of the hottest transmasc fics ive read so far and boy howdy ive read a lot. slight warning for dysphoria discussion but its not too bad its all just hot af a dick-sucking venn diagram by Elendraug | E, 10k words, complete. first off domestic af. very established relationship and you can tell. its so fuckin sweet. i looove this one. its like the best kind of silly realistic smut its one of my faves of all time

STILL WITH ME by egbert | E, 8k words, complete. dave and dirk strife and then fuck in the bathroom. holy shit this is hot. their want is like tangible in this one

brodave and a!brodirk

hardware by orphan_account | E, ~8k words, complete. dave gets some dick piercings and bro goes insane about them. hot as hell and also features bottom bro which is my fave. its got a couple uses of the r-slur but its also from 2011 so i take it w/ a grain of salt. 2011 and earlier fics are like internet artifacts (/pos)

but you better never pull it by hapaxlegomena | E, 5k words, complete. wow. WOW. sub top bro and dom bottom dave need i say more. this sub bro activates my cute aggression the power play is great mars & murrie's by orphan_account | E, 6.8k words, complete. a!brodirk, omorashi. super hot!!!! alpha dave is sooo embarrassed about his piss kink but dirk wins in the end hahaha. really intriguing which i know sounds funny on an omo fic but read it and youll know. i love this alpha dave

temporal sunset by Plajus | M, 19.5k over 5 chapters, complete. a!brodirk. holy shit what a ride. this one held me hostage and now lives in my brain rent free (bdum tiss sorry). dirk is terminally ill so i know it wont be for everyone but give it a try and goddamn you wont be disappointed. trust me

a swinging pendulum by ghostlyAnarchist | T, ~900 words, complete. a!brodirk time/dream bubble encounter. wow just wow. the want. the yearning immaterial by LPSunnyBunny | E, 1k words, complete. a!brodirk, trans dirk. holy shit!!!!!! holy shit!!!!! hot hot hot!!!!!!! shower sex sensation control!!!!

haldirk

singular by 2x2verse | E, 6.8k words, complete. hal has an existential crisis dirk catches him and then they fuck tenderly about it. genuinely so romantic. im addicted to this kind of haldirk. honestly i just recommend the entire series diagnostics by 2x2verse | E, 2.9k words, complete. i know i just linked this authors whole collection of haldirk fics but holy crap this one in particular. dom/sub electrostim with sensory deprivation, hal is the dom. i LOVE how hes written here. very attentive domming, great details

A Fatal Error Has Occurred by Mortior | E, 42k words, 4/5 chapters. oh mortior my haldirk regent. really fuckin good character writing in an au where hal has an android body before the alpha session is started. read the tags for warnings. the tension between them is insane endangered by Mortior | E, 100k+ words, complete multichapter. holy fuck where to begin with this one. this is a haldirk sensation. post apocalyptic au where androids won the human-robot war. dirk runs into AR. AR takes an interest in him. dirk takes even more of an interest in AR. if youre gonna read any haldirk read this one

"im basically fucking him" series by Elendraug | T & E, all complete. so!!!!! fucking!!!!! tender!!!!! really cute haldirk progressing through their relationship

ridiculously late by cinnamonfreak | E, 21k, completed multichapter. a/b/o au where dirk suddenly presents. REALLY intriguing hal in this one i fuckin love the power play

roboporn by smrtnik | E, 3.9k words, complete. really fun power play in this one. hal is waterproofed externally but not internally. he gives dirk a handie over his open chassis torso. theres also really sweet snuggling afterwards

[pinktrashgoblin]

YALL ARE THE BEST HOW DID THIS HAPPEN 😭😭😭😭😭

thank y’all so much omfg you’re all amazing and I love you

[rockintapper]

i say stuff about rh characters part 2two

becuase. teehee

the fir1st one, the t3hird one

rhds tiem!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!readmore jumpscare

yuka: wair i already d

that frog doll from the tutorial: I give!

note: the jumperrrr

widget: oh its you. yknow your older brother /gn akai mono likes to piss people off sometimes /silly

conductor: jj rpcker questions why you dont move and im glad i can answer her with "he does in megamix"

chorus kids: hi elleon the screaming screamers. theyre ltierally so sikly. but Watch Out

robots (fillbots): the snall one reminds me of coxmo. yall know cozmo? the lil guy and he had cubs that he plays with. and you cn like. and he. cost 200 dolar. the snall rovoNow i feel nostalgic

pop singer (erina): shhehehjdubdmyedrjguexrguderjugdexkvguuggxrwguvvjgkzhdvjgwxd

monkey (fan club): boy stop staring at me your judgemental ass lyour fuckin We're the best fanclSHUT yo stupid ass up fuckin banana lookin headasss i suppose you should jump off a cli

paddler: scare the shit out of me /half sily

blastronaut and shoot-'em-up radio lady: uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

inturders: l + ratio + get blasted

captain blue bird: when i heard this lil shit go "STRETCH OUT YOUR NECK" the firsttime i was like WA IT THAT REMINDS ME OF SOMETHIGNG,,, WHHWHAHAYTFAFYA

the blue birds: ok actually. the enitre minigame takes me all the way back to the we are number one rh remix imm so df. s SADDACGFHEVVHG /POS

moai kids: doo-womp womp

moai bird: wait i though you were called seagullx

love lizards: Wonderful cnaracters, HHHHHHORIBBLE minigame. that is all. unles you uh. i mean. listen. leans c,oser to you. what if you flicked for each shake.

stomp farI HHEHDHHHHHJBJFXHEHBSDXJHB. GRABS HIM SHAKES HIM SHAKES HIM SHAKES HIM SHAKES HIM SHAKES HIM IT WAS OOONNNEEE MOOOOOOLLLEEEEEEEE OOOOONENEEEEEE MOOOOOLLLLLEEEEEEE

oh god the vegetables again: ok!

moles: pats your head. i know. hes very mean to you guys. i mean. like. i misse dlike One of oyu and stomp farmer gave me A GOD FORSAKEN ok. i know its not his fault its the games. judgement system. but the way he

tj snapper: me and the bad bitch i pulled by being autistic

tj snapper's girlfriend: me and the goofy guy i pulled by being autistic

the dazzles: stop staring at me im trting my best,,

munchy monk: i call him munchy in my head. he smiles SOOO WIDE in the battle of the bands audience hes so goofy i lov

dj yellow: SCRATCHO

dj blue: i. the lips. the lips. what have the done to you. its gonna be okay. i sure as hell am not drawing you with those big ass lips. hily s

taiko rally squad: DON DOKODOKODON DOKODOKODON kinda unfair how in the try again and ok screens this guy Loses. but in the superb screen BOTH SIDES WIN. PARTICIPATION TROPHY-ASS SHIT

research scientists of love lab: bi4bi. and if youre willing, bi4bi4bi.

the three synchrettes: alley-oop!

dolphins: oh cool dolphins :)

ecto: omg hiiiii helloo litle guyyy i wuv youuu ^_^ kises your snall tiny forehead

booboo: FUCK you FUCK you FUCK you FU

spooky: honestly? i fw him

dog ninja: i wanna cook soup wjf youbyoure soawesome and cool and i lpve you hii doggyyy hi dogy. dohyynkkgunnbuyrctib

mister eagle: thanks for telling me to cut the fruits. i was gonna do that anyway but like. shoutout to you man. props

the frogettes: jj rocker really likes you huh. cant get enough young love rock and roll even

space kicker: hi radar AAGHHHH THE SPACE!!! KI IEKR AAHH ITS HIM INAHIUIBSSYSBIYFIBYDS /VPOS

stepswitcher: love these thangs. i have several of my own thangs. the one i (mc) adore most is the purple thang. his name is mo

JJ ROCLEKEKRKMJ &*;*;&;&$-$×<;^<^<^$ UBGDEBGSCXUGBUSDXGBBHG my eif ei lvoe her so so sp sososososoos muuch foreverrr aheehee giggle. kicks my feet twirls my hair. i think i hauve covid

STUDENT ROKCKONOUCRFUIBCFEJHBGCERBGUSXD MY CHILD HE HAS EVERY DISEASE

airboarder: yeeeeaaaaaAAAAAAAHHHHHHH LETS GO

seals: wait. whatd you do with the dolphins. where are they. say somethign . Where are thr DOLPH

smiling coin: do i know you

thr cnaract3rs from tunnel the endless game: ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. i gues. but like. do you really ned a cowbell to keep driving? i mean. just record yourself playing a cowbell and like play it on the radio. just do that. why am i holding a cowbell anc playing the cowbel for YOU. do it yourselfIs she even listening to. m

glass tappers: ths Glass Tappers J SWEWR EVERY TIME I READ THR WORD "TAPPERS"

the thing from rhythmove dungeon: youre. okay. i guess. i only played your endless game once. uh it 's fine. i mean.

clodhopper pickens: youre so full of glee,, id be happy too if my business card made music,,

slot monster: tjen scdrunkly. scdunkyl. scrunkly. sc

octo-pop: WAHAHHA THE. MSUIC SO FAST

beat machine: i barely messed around with this one. it's fine . wish the crowd wasnt so judgemental thogu

beatbag I dont know this one

kappa dj: ive seen you on davidmismol thumbnails and thats basically it lel

okaye wow owwowow owowowo WOWWOWWOW

[carebeartherese]

My live reactions to Loki season two ep 5:

-WOOOO HERE WE GO

-running through the recap

-Im actually scared for this episode srsly

-oooo the almost silent intro

-ALIVE???

-he is angelic fr

-where is everyone???

-did they go back to their timelines??

-Im loving these continued camera shots

-pie room??

-TIME SLIPPING

-oh shit

-:0 double Loki

-hello?

-time slipping is just an excuse for Loki to flip his hair like the hoe he is /pos

-time loop???

-WHAT THE FUCK

-WHY IS EVERYTHING COMING APART

-SHIT

-oop there’s the theme

-prison??

-CASEY?????

-WHAT THE HELL

-oh hes escapin

-where are they i wonder

-a boat prison??

-no not again dude Loki can’t handle this

-ALCATRAZ????

-his name ain’t Frank lmfao

-oh it’s the BOAT PLACE

-dude why are we back in the tva

-:0 SHIT NEW YORK 2012

-Aw b15 is such a great doctor I love her

-MOBIUS WHAT ARE YIU DOING

-living his dream

-who tf is don

-also his son??? No thank you

-LOKI GO SEE YOUR MAN

-this is so unserious

-LOKI IS SO CUTE ABOUT MOBIUS

-Mobius is adorable

-SINGLE DAD???

-FUCK YEA

-ooo 1994

-OB!!!!

-hes so silly

-awww he just wants to sell his books

-hes a writer <333

-in his bunker???

-ITS JUST LIKE HIS LAB

-dude ob will believe anything that happens to him

-the sons of who??

-ob is so adorable with his little “hey”

-dammit

-none of that made sense OB

-cannot control the time slipping

-oooo true

-LOKI = TEMPAD

-to save his friends

-oh yea shit kang is coming aint he

-control it Loki!!!!

-nope

-you look like you’re trying to take a shit

-there is no controlling time

-OB WE DONT SHOCK PEOPLE

-OR WHATEVER THAT WAS

-stop psychoanalizing

-go to the pie room

-GET THE BAND BACK TOGETHER

-oh that’s actually kind of smart

-ob is adorable and I love him and his tism

-oh fuck there he goes

-TO MOBIUS AGAIN!!

-he sucks at taking the trash out

-yea Kevin

-these kids are literally adorable

-don’t burn down the house pls

-“HELLO”

-these guys are so awkward

-just kiss srsly

-WAIT THEY ARE SO CUTE

-HES SUCH A SALESMAN

-wife long gone????

-cause of the gay

-is he flirting??

-are jet skis flirting????

-mobius really thinks lokis crazy

-OB HI

-none of this makes sense

-awww the way he grabbed Mobius

-dude theyre so gay

-they need to just kiss already fr

-yea your kids will be fine mobius I swear

-hes just a suburb dad

-this is a little heartbreaking but also gay tbh

-IKR IT IS A COOL NAME

-B15!!!! Come with!!!!

-CASEY FUCK YEA

-ESCAPE

-where’s sylvie?

-mobius looks shook

-and Casey trusts no one the little thief

-mobius/don is he flirting with Casey/Frank

-I love sylvie but she always gets angry and fucks shit up

-please leave her out of this one

-WAIT WHAT

-HOW DOES SHE KNOW YOU

-wait till it back

-fuck get that time slipping under control

-sylvie with her lesbian fit and her mullet

-ok but Loki loves mobius and doesn’t wanna loose him

-uncaring queen

-I mean she wants to live

-damnnnnn

-WAIT CALL HIM OUT

-WHAT DOES HE WANT

-FALSE

-HE WANTS MOBIUS SRSLY

-oh come on Marvel be more specific

-of course he doesn’t wanna be alone

-don’t make this romantic again pls

-NO WE ARENT

-his story is with mobius tho!!!

-Casey is such a weird ass hardened criminal

-mobius stop trying to sell shit to people

-Loki you are so babygirl

-NO WHAT ABOUT THE GANG

-I don’t understand anything anymore

-is sylvie flirting with record shop guy??????

-THE VELVET UNDERGROUND

-HOLY SHIT

-literally what is happening rn

-whos this guy in the back

-oh he disappeared????

-why’s shit disappearing????

-NOOOO

-THE TIMELINES DECAYING

-OH GOD NO!!!

-NOT HOT RECORD SHOP GUY

-and she’s gone

-so is the timeline

-Loki is so sad and lonely

-MOBIUS KISS HIM PLS

-HE NEEDS TLC

-NOT TRUE

-a timeline just died for some reason

-Loki was just waiting for this opportunity

-CASEY DAMMIT SRSLY

-OH FUCK NO

-WAIT EVERYONE COME BACK

-NO MOBIUS PLEASE

-OH GOD NOT PLEASE NOT KNTO THE DARK

-THIS VERY BAD DREAM

-oh shit Loki use them timeslipping powers

-GO BACK IN TIME

-YOU CAN DO THIS BBG

-ITS ABOUT YOUR FRIENDS

-oh come on dont give me that fuckin cliffhanger

[perpetuallyboo]

Ya know, as a beginner artist I can’t bring the scene I have in mind justice by drawing it.....BUT YA KNOW WHAT I CAN DO!? I SURE AS HELL CAN FUCKIN WRITE SO *BREAKS KNUCKLES* LETS DO THIS SHIT

,,,,,

Gegg jumped up and down excitedly on two little legs, waving his sign of "STORY" all around him. "Yes, yes, come on Gegg." Wilbur sighed, turning away from the small egg and towards the looming stone walls near the man's house. "I'll tell you a story. Just...follow me." Gegg hopped over to follow the tall man, wobbly in his excitement but hurrying towards the path that Wilbur made. "Now, Gegg, I want you to get in this hole here. It's..It's the story hole!" Wilbur said, picking at the wall till it made a small hole just big enough for someone to fit inside.

Briefly, the dark crevasse in the wall flashed to a brighter lit but all the more foreboding small room, surrounded by the same stone but with just a singular slime block in the middle. The only thing that Gegg had to look at other than the torches for when he had waited for someone to find him...

But then the flash stuttered and cut off back to the dark space of the hole that Wilbur had dug. Shaking himself out of any dark thoughts, (those were in the past anyways, Gegg had found people that liked him!) Gegg hopped into the hole.

Wilbur stood at the edge of the hole's opening, illuminated by bright sunlight, tall frame casting a dark shadow over Gegg.

"Now, Gegg, a story. Once upon a time," Wilbur began, narrowing his eyes at the small greenish egg in front of him with a forced smile.

"In a very enchanted and dangerous forest, there was a little egg, and he was very fragile and very slimy- and- and goopy and he smelled repulsive. Absolutely abhorrent, just the worst smelling thing you've ever smelt."

Gegg was not liking this story very much anymore. He was always slower than most eggs, but it was easy to tell by the disgusted glare in Wilbur's eyes and the way his hand tightened on the pickaxe he held in his hand that these insults were directed right at him.

"Clean egg!" Gegg flashed his signs, staring hopefully up at Wilbur. Sure, Gegg was happy to be Gegg with all his funny green slime, but if Wilbur would like Gegg without it then Gegg could change! But Wilbur just sighed derisively, pinching his nose.

"No, Gegg, you'll never be clean. Listen to the story. It was the smelliest, ugliest, goopiest egg in the world. And he wandered off into the woods and you'll never guess what happened to him!" Wilbur leaned towards Gegg, not stepping forward into the small cave but enough so that his eyes glinted dangerously.

"He got eaten! Alive!"

Gegg gasped and cowered into the corner of the cave. His attention had been enraptured by Wilbur's story about this small green egg just like Gegg and when Wilbur had leaned forward, Gegg cursed his vivid imagination as he could see his own weak shell being griped by some monster and eaten alive. It would be so easy, so easy! No one looked after Gegg, no one would even notice! "No, no! Scary!" Gegg whimpered, tears forming in his wide eyes.

"Yes, Yes. But alternatively to the story, before he wandered off, he got put here..." Wilbur began, stepping slightly back once more to then place a block in front of him, stacking another on top to fully seal away the outside world and any kind of light. "In a nice safe box. Just like that! Where he can't irritate anyone." There was a pause as if Wilbur struggled to find another reason. "And he couldn't get killed! So, he lived in this box forever. And he didn't make any noise. He was quiet. He wasn't irritating. Now, have a good sleep, Gegg." Wilbur ended with a pleased tone and to Gegg's horror, the sound of footsteps fading away.

Gegg was now trapped in the shadows of the cave, barely above to move to the side from how close the walls were. Was this how he died? Just how he lived? In this dark, cold hole where no one would find him? Before he was able to be found because he at least had a few signs pointing to his spot but now...now he was just trapped in the wall that surrounded the server. Just two blocks deep, unable to make any noise but distressed whines and quiet gasps as tears began to well and fall from his eyes.

"Forever." Wilbur had said.

Was Gegg...Was Gegg really so bad?

To deserve to be locked away forever? Never to see light again? Never to hear someone's voice? Never to feel the brief snippet of joy he had just barely grasped? Was all Gegg worth is to rot?

The smallest egg collapsed to the cold stone floor and sobbed, too weak to claw an escape and too alone to be saved.

[cloudydays69]

I tried drawing Ash for the first time, and fuckin hell his face is hard to draw :(

(Also yes I did give him top surgery scars >:3)

Me when Ash Williams ⬇️

MMMMGHGH HE LOOKS SO GOODDD I FUCKIN LOVE THISSS

DUDEEE THIS IS BONKERS FOR A FIRST ATTEMPT EEEEE!!! /GEN /POS

nawh I can't even get this mans hair right this is bs /silly

[thekiddisnotmyson]

Jimmy Kimmel is not only a racist pos unfunny and really ugly he is also fuckin stupid.

What the hell did he even think making that joke in front of the man that plays Michael's father? Joe is the one who caused him these insecurities to begin with and he knows that. I mean read the fucking room at least. The joke is so 90's. It has never been funny and it never will be.

[unknownarmageddon]

listen to them like,,, back to back,,,, cuz it feels like a trilogy,,,,,,,,,

give me back to the sky

ooouh i like this guitar so far,,, god it feels so Quiet (/pos). like trying to make something out through fog when fall comes they’ll find me,,,,, reminiscent of a child scared of the dark,, but it’s not the dark that scares me,,,,, GOD GOD when i go i hope you’ll give me back to the sky,,, AND KEEP ME OUT OF YOUR DREAMS I HAVE NO PLACE THERE what the hell dude i say this every time i listen to this but it’s so so short. man i did like that one cackles it had a neat sound

have you been eating the sandwich again

WOAAHHH already a banger sound fuck yeah YEAAHH i like this one’s sound a whole lot this rules and i said i never got a taste for it,,,, I LET SOMETHING ELSE KILL MY FRIENDS AND MY BODY dude what the hellll falls over and dies this one’s fuckin even shorter too. that really works for it but godd it murders me /pos ohhh i like the clips of other people shouting i love when people mix up the audio in their songs like that

the way we were with people

ohh this one’s a bit longer ough god this one’s so so interesting you should do what you want,,,,, i can’t stop you now and i won’t try,,,, GODD YOU SHOULD DO WHAT YOU WANT WITH HIM mannn waa i like this sound here OUH i’ve been searching!!! for a!! way to!!! stay in dreams!!! AUGH it’s always ending!!!! always ending!!!! christtt the way he sings that last bit. aughgh i don’t have as much to say about that one but i do really like the lyrics cackles

[integra1127grimmreaper]

The One That Got Away - Part eight

Negan Masterlist

Series Masterlist

Part 7

Warning: swearing, mention of gun violence

Present Day

With a heavy sigh, Negan rested his head against the steering wheel, today was going to be one hell of a shit show. It was career day, which meant that the school would be running amuck with fancy-pansy assholes, discussing their choices of careers with the senior kids and how better they were than other people.

Truthfully, Negan couldn't give a shit about them, the only problem he had with today was that all this would be done during his classes. Ah, the fuckin' joys of being a gym teacher... meaning, he'd be the one stuck the entire day having to hear them lecturing the kids of how 'good of a choice' it would be going into their field of work.

Lifting his head up, Negan gives himself a pep talk in the rear-view mirror. "Suck it up... later this evening you can reward yourself with a few drinks."

Dragging his feet as he walked into the admin block, Negan is suddenly stopped dead in his tracks by the fine piece of ass dressed in police uniform that was leaning over the secretary's desk, having what seemed to be one heck of an animated conversation.

Damn... it should be a crime when the po-po be looking that fine these days...

Always the smooth ladies' man, loudly clearing his throat, Negan walks up behind the woman.

"Excuse me Officer, might ya be here for me?"

The woman pauses mid conversation, slowly turning around then and Negan is struck speechless when realizing who was actually standing before him.

"Y/N...?" Negan stares at her dumbfounded.

The last time he had seen her was ten years ago, at her parent's funeral. She had been pretty banged up; wheelchair bound after having finally woken up out of a coma a few days after the accident.

That would be the first time since the accident, as well as the very last that Negan ever saw her again. A few days after that, Y/N had moved to go and live with family, and he never heard of her again.

"Hey Coach..." you flash him a broad smile, "been a while, hasn't it?"

"No shit... it's been ten years" Negan stares at you like he's seen a ghost.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm here for career day" you wave a hand up and down indicating your uniform.

"So... you're a cop now? Negan stumbles a bit with his words at being in your presence again after so many years.

You stare at him deadpan. "No, this is my Halloween costume..."

"Still the same smartass, I see..." Negan chuckles at your remark.

"Only difference is that ya can't punish me for it anymore..." you smirk at him in response.

Oh, I could think of the perfect punishment... Negan groans internally, biting into his lower lip as he silently scanned Y/N up and down.

"You gonna ask me more questions or just stand there staring at me?" you sass him, hands on your hips as you smirked.

"Uh... yeah" Negan shakes himself back to reality. "How long have you been back?"

"It's been a few months now, but I finally got my bearings after having transferred here."

"Looks and sounds like life's been treating you well then" Negan remarks, placing his hands in his pockets, while he rocked back and forth on balls of his feet.

"Life's been good" you smile at him.

Negan couldn't help but feel a tinge of disappointment that your life had gone on perfectly without him.

Before the conversation could continue further the bell signalling the start of first period goes off.

"I better get going before those little shitheads end up destroying my gym" Negan remarks and you nod at him. "Wait... what time slot are you scheduled for?"

"I believe right now...?" you turn to the secretary, Mrs Davids for confirmation and she nods at you.

"Shit, why didn't you fuckin' say so from the start. We can catch up a bit while we walk to class."

"So, a cop huh?" Negan remarks as the two of you made your way to the gym. "What made you decide to go into that field of work?"

"My mom's younger brother, Uncle Rick, the one I went to live with after the accident is one" you reply, silently smiling at all of the students that were softly whispering amongst themselves while staring at you walking along side Negan.

"The two of us became really close during that time, I guess he just rubbed off on me" you shrug jokingly.

"It actually suits you..." Negan scans you from the corner of his eye, "you really pull off the uniform well."

"Why, is that an actual compliment coming from your mouth, Coach?" you fake a pretend blush, and he chuckles at you.

"You can take it any which way ya like... and enough with that Coach crap. I haven't been your teacher in over ten years now, so call me, Negan."

Negan silently stood in awe as Y/N spoke to the kids, he couldn't help the smile crossing his lips with how passionate she became when speaking about her job.

God, how he wished more than anything to be the recipient of that passion once more. Even till this day, Negan still thought of the last time they had been together. That day had played in his mind on repeat each time he thought of her and think of her each day he did.

He wondered if she ever thought of him.

Negan could still smell her scent whenever he closed his eyes, could still feel the way she felt wrapped around his cock.

"Have you ever shot someone?" Negan was brought out of his thoughts by one of the student's questions.

"Yes, I have" you respond with a nod.

"Have you ever been shot yourself?"

With a faint smirk, you nod yet again, and Negan couldn't help the lump that had formed in his throat upon finding out that you had yet another brush with death.

"Can we see it?"

"Well, I'm not sure if Coach would allow it..." you state turning to look at him then.

"If it's in an appropriate place, and Officer Y/L/N is comfortable with it..." Negan shrugs.

Nodding at him, you untuck your shirt and then proceed to unbutton it from the top, whistling echoes through the gym then from some of the boys.

"Fuckin' shut up or I'll shut this shit down!" Negan warns them with a growl, and you couldn't help but chuckle at it.

The room goes quiet then as you revealed the black tank top underneath your uniform, Negan's mouth instantly went dry at the sight of your bare shoulder once you had lowered the right strap of the top to reveal the scar of your gunshot wound.

"It doesn't seem that bad..." one of the students scoffs in response to seeing the small scar tissue.

"If you believe that, then you should see the entry wound on the back..." you snicker in response, causing Negan to frown.

"Can we see it?!" someone calls out.

"Nope..."

The room fills with sounds of disappointed sighs, and you couldn't help but giggle.

"It can't be seen anymore..." you explain to them, "the only way you'll know it's there, is by touch, because it's covered..." you then turn around to show them the tattoo that was covering the old scar.

"Is that a baseball bat?! Covered in barbed wire?!" one of the male students yells out.

"Yup..." you turn back around with a smirk as you redressed.

"Why?" one of the girls then ask in confusion.

"Are you telling me that Coach has never bragged about his best softball player in all of history...?" you turn to look at him in disbelieve.

"Oh yeah..." a student replies, "Coach speaks about her damn near every chance he gets..."

You couldn't help but flash a toothy grin at the kid's remark.

"No, way...! You're her?!"

You smirked, nodding your head in response, while Negan snickered at the class that was softly chatting about you amongst themselves.

"Ok, so we get the baseball. But what's up with the barbed wire?"

"Because a barbed wired bat looks badass..." you smirked, "and that's what I am. Just ask Coach..."

Biting into his lower lip with a faint smirk, Negan nods at your remark.

"So, why didn't you go pro if you were so good?"

"Ah... so Coach never told you guys the entire story then" you stare at Negan teasingly in fake disapproval.

"I shattered my knee after a nasty fall during a game, ended up with artificial knee and my dream being flushed on the toilet."

The bell signalling the end of first period then goes off before any more questions could be asked.

"And I believe that's my queue to leave..." you remark, and the entire class lets out loud sounds of protests.

"I don't know why y'all are so disappointed, I spent most of the time talking about myself instead of convincing ya to become a cop..." you chuckle out.

"Well, you're a badass..." one of the girls comments, "I'd say that was convincing enough."

"That... and you're hot too" a boy in the front row remarks.

"Hey! Watch it..." Negan narrows a gaze at him in warning, causing you and the rest of the class to snicker at it.

"Thank you, Officer Y/L/ N, for your time" Negan turns to you, and the entire class joins in. You wave at them as Negan, and you make your way to the door.

Negan, to your surprise, instead of just seeing you off at the door, steps out into the hallway with you.

"It was nice seeing you again after this time..." Negan sheepishly stares at you, hands stuffed into his pants pockets.

"Ditto..." you smile faintly.

"You plan on sticking around more a bit?" Negan looks at you in hope. "We could catch up during lunch break..."

"As much as I'd love to... I unfortunately can't. I'm on duty, so I have to get back to work."

"That's a bummer" Negan's shoulders drop in disappointment. "Maybe we can go out for some drinks one evening then?" he stares at you almost pleadingly.

"Maybe" you respond with a forced smile.

"Then it's settled..." Negan states with a huge smile, grabbing you into a hug unexpectedly.

You were caught off guard for a second by the hug but eventually relax into it.

Finally, Negan lets you go, and you found yourself feeling quite awkward at the entire exchange.

Clearing your throat, you finally make eye contact with him as you begin taking steps backwards and away from him. "Sure Coach... see you around..."

"Great" Negan remarks with a goofy smile on his face as he watched you turn to make your leave.

"And I told you to call me, Negan!" he calls out to your retreating back.

Once you were no longer in eyesight, Negan comes back to his senses. "Shit. I forgot to ask for her phone number...."

Part 8

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