#i don't know why it caught me off gaurd

[backpackingspace]

Penelope: odysseus darling....I'm not judging but why are you strapping knives, money, and an emergency pack to your chest? Is something happening? Should I grab one too??

Odysseus, not explaining anything: I'm not taking any fucking chances I've learned my lesson the last time she caught me off gaurd I was 17 it's not fucking happening now when we're married. I know better

Penelope who speaks odysseus: ....lady Athena attacks you in middle of the night?

Odysseus: YES it's so rude of her

Penelope, internally: don't laugh don't laugh don't laugh: should have just been a weaver instead, then lady Athena would just show up demanding woven battle scenes and new capes.

Odysseus: incoherent screaming

Later that night

Athena: Hey hey penelope I'll give you the power to see colors you can't even imagine and the threads to go with it if you get rid of that survival bag.

Penelope, not even hesitating: deal

[petew21-blog]

In control of Jon

Jon Cor is an actor trying to make his way in Hollywood. Mostly appearing in shows shooting in Vancouver. Fortunately he got a pretty decent role in the Flash appearing in a number of episodes happy that he got another chance.

As he was exitting the set. Something stopped him. A sharp paint went through him. Originating in his... ass. Something was making it's way up. He turned around but didn't see anything. There was no one around to help him.

Suddenly his right hand moved on it's own.

"What's happening? Is anybody here? Heeeeelp!!!"

Now he could no longer feel his legs. And his right hand started feeling up his body. Both of his arms lifted up his shirt, inspecting with their fingertips his abs.

Now, in horror his head started moving. And he could no longer speak. He screamed and it didn't make a single sound

His body moved and was clearly into it. He lifted up his shirt and flexed his biceps

"Now that's what I'm talking about!"

Jon:"Who the fuck are you? How did you do this? Why???"

His mouth replied:"Shut the fuck up"

He unbuckled his belt and pulled down his jeans. "Nice. I knew that wouldn't disappoint"

He started jerking off right there on the parking lot. His shirt still partially over his head. His right hand feeling it up. Pressing his pecs, squeezing his balls, choking himself.

"Oh yeah show me what you got big boy"

Jon:"Please, stop. I'll give you anything"

"Yeah? Give me your life then"

Jon:"Please let me go"

He inspected his hairy ass. He looked over the empty parking lot and smiled

"This might get messy"

He licked his two fingers and pushed his way inside of Jon's ass. Looking for prostate to hit him

He nearly collapsed. He was now on Jon's knees, jerking off furiously while fingering himself. He was moaning loudly. Which caught the attention of one of the guards that was making his way to him

Gaurd:"What the hell is going on?"

The possessor:"Wanna join?"

Gaurd:"Sir, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave"

The possessor got up on abd with his hard dick pointing at the guard, je got very close

"Don't you know who I am?"

The security guard gulped. He must have seen something in Jon's face that terrified him

The possesor:"Good. Now. Give me the keys from your office. Or I call my employer and he can take care of you himself"

The guard handed over his keys and started running

Jon's body, still naked with his clothes hanging on parts of his body, entered the bathroom of the guards office. He took out Jon's phone and snapped a photo flexing his biceps, while being completely naked. He sent the photo to someone and wrote:"Body secured. Ready for pickup"

He threw away the phone. He won't be needing that anymore

"While I'm still you, Jon. I might finish what I started on the parking lot"

He said as he looked down at his now flacid dick

He noticed the security guards baton on the ground and smiled. "Perfect"

Jon was screaming from the top of his now nonexistent lungs. He wasn't gay, and he definitely wasn't ok with someone else probably selling his body or masturbating in it

The possessor jerked off his dick again, now also slowly sliding in the black shaft of the baton. He was laughing all the time. From beginning.

He was getting his ass pounded and pounded his hand with his new dick

"I gotta say. I love your ass Jon. So flexible. And this veins dick, man. Beautiful. What a shame I can't keep the body"

Jon:"What are you gonna do with it?"

"I'm just gonna fuck myself with this thing and then probably spew all the cum here on the desk. Maybe licking some of it. But that's all I'm gonna do. What you should be asking is 'Who will have your body next?' and I can guarantee you, it won't be you..."

Request from Inbox

Could you please write a possession story of Jon Cor? Thanks in advance!

[prettypinkporkchop]

Music Gf, I'm your yum yum

Summary: You are an alternative weird girl. You work as a barista. You collect odd things, listen to heavy music, and love shit that most don't! How does Paul handle that?

Warning: language, slight smut

"Really, Paul? She's WEIRD! All black, and she collects bones?! Nah, dawg." Jared laughs, looking out at the water of La Push.

This pissed off Paul. First off, don't talk about his imprint like that. Second, NOBODY CHOOSES THEIR IMPRINT.

Paul growls before pushing Jared down on the towel and trying to choke him. (Not kill him lol)

"Ayo!" Jacob calls out and runs over to them with the ball in hand. He drops his and pulls Paul off of him.

"Paul!" Sam yells.

Paul jerks himself out of Jacob's grip. "Fuck you, Jared. I'm out." He runs toward the road.

"Paul! Patrol tonight." Sam calls out.

Paul keeps running and just gives him a thumbs up. He runs through the woods, going to his imprints house.

You know everything and he has been visiting you every night for the past week. Paul has taken you on a date, and yes... you two kissed. Nothing more.

You guys ran into each other while you were working. He imprinted, and you felt it, too.

There's a knock on your door. You know exactly who this is! You get butterflies in your stomach and start smiling. You open the door and see a very angry Paul. This caught you off gaurd and your smile fades.

He pushes past you and walks inside the dark, painted living room. He looks up at your TV and sees you're watching music videos of your favorite rock bands. He sighs and looks at you.

"Paul? W-whats wrong?" You step closer to him and gently grab his hand.

He shakes his head and pulls you into him. He kisses the top of your head. "Baby, let me show you off. Are you comfortable coming to a party at Sam and Emily's?" He then pulls back, holding your shoulders and looking into your eyes.

"Uh.. yeah I'm just nervous. Will they even like me?" You raise an eyebrow.

"Oh yeah. They definitely will." He smirks.

"Why are you mad?"

"Because... Jared said something about you that pissed me off. He's just used to his basic Kim. He can't handle different." He rolls his eyes.

You honestly don't feel affected by Jared. In fact, you feel good that someone can point out your difference. "Mmm, don't bother me a bit! I'm pretty cool." You giggle. "But it sure is funny saying a shifter that kills vampires can't handle different." You then start laughing.

Paul smiles, chuckling and shaking his head. You have a way of instantly putting him in a better mood. "So, what do you say? You meet my people?" He grabs your waist, pulling your body into his.

"If and only IF, you take me to this concert I want to go see." You wrap your arms around his neck.

He leans down, putting his forehead on yours. "Deal." He presses a kiss on your lips.

But this kind of kiss isn't what you wanted. You press your body on his and grab onto his hair at the nape of his neck. You make the kiss sloppy. He's taken aback but squeezes your sides just below your cut-up hand me down, black crop top. The feeling of his hands on your sides brings fire into your body. You want more. But you're nervous. But you want more. But you're nervous.....

He pulls away and grabs your bottom, lifting you up. You giggle and wrap your legs around him. He brings you into your bedroom, dropping you on your bed. He hovers over you, looking into your eyes. "Do I have permission to touch you?"

Your heart speeds up like a damn race car. All you can do is nod your head, yes, because you're nervous. But he slightly lifts up your crop top to where it's about to show your breast.

"Mm, I won't take that. Yes or no? Use your words." He leans down close to your face, rubbing his thumb over your bottom lip.

God, he is intoxicating.

"Yes." It comes out as a whisper.

He lowers his body down and slowly pulls down your red and black plaid shorts. Before it's all the way down, he looks up at you. "Is this okay?"

You nod your head very quickly with anticipation.

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Meeting the family here's your fit: (I was thinking this but you can choose whatever!!!)

"Oh, y/n! Hello!" Emily wraps you in a hug. You know it's her because Paul warned you about looking at her scars for too long. Don't piss off Sam! But she's so beautiful.

You hug her back instantly and she smells of lavender. "Hey, Emily! I'm so happy to be here." You let her go.

"Well, I am happy you're here. Cmon pretty! I'll show you around." She takes your hand and totally leaves Paul behind.

You turn to look at him, and he's just standing there like, damn okay. He visibly sighs and then walks to the fire.

"Y/n, this is Sam!"

You look forward at the big man in front of you. He looks stern but you feel no threat of his presence.

"Hey! Thanks for letting me come!" You smile at him.

He begins to smile and shakes your hand. "You're part of the family now. Happy to have you!" He nods.

Emily got you to meet most of everyone. There's only a few guys you have yet to meet. They're sitting next to Paul around the fire.

You make your way over there by yourself. You stand in front of them and they all stand up. Paul bites his lip and puts his hands in his pockets.

"Guys, this is y/n." He smiles at you, and his eyes brighten. Oh, how he loves you.

"Oh! You look fire! Paul says you're into weird shit but like it's cool." One guy says.

Paul thumps his chest. He grabs the spot and looks at him. "Dude! I'm being real. I think she's cool. I'm Embry." He takes out his hand.

"Y/n. Thank you." You smile and shake his hand.

Paul approvingly wraps an arm around Embry's shoulder.

"Jacob."

"Quil."

"Seth."

You notice the last guy looking away from you, shifting.

"Jared... what do you have to say." Paul says warningly in a deep tone.

Jared looks up at you with guilt. "I'm very sorry for talking shit. You look good tonight! In a platonic way." He says the last part very rushed and in a panic.

You laugh and nod your head, "I gotchu. And yeah, it's okay. I totally get it. I'm fine with what people think of me. But thank you for apologizing."

Jared smiles up at you and then nods. "Awesome! I know my girl will love you."

"I just met her. She's a beauty and a sweetie. You're lucky!" You say and Paul grabs your arm pulling you into him.

"Want to get some food?" He asks you.

"Mhm." You lean your head on him.

The rest of the night was super fun! You actually became good friends with Embry, Jared, and Kim. You had a lot of fun and everyone adores you! It went a lot better than you thought!

"Paul." You squeeze his hand tighter and grab his arm, continuing to walk and hear the leaves crunch under you.

"Yes, baby?"

"Can you help me find some bbbbooonnnesssss?" You giggle.

"I'll sniff out some." He kisses your cheek before taking off his clothes.

Since the other night, he doesn't have anything to hide under his clothes. You're fine with that.

His shorts, undies, and shoes end up in your arms. You watch as cracks are heard and now there is a dark gray wolf standing in front of you. You walk forward and put his stuff in one arm, reaching out with the other to pet his soft fur.

"Let's go bone hunting. After this, can we watch Coraline?" You ask.

The wolf huffs and struts away. You giggle and follow the wolfie.

You guys get back to your house. Paul sits on your couch while you soak the bones and place the black feathers you found away in your room.

You change into your comfy clothes: (I see this but if you got something else in mind, that too!)

You plop down on the couch beside Paul. He moves his body so that his legs are across the couch and he pulls you in between his legs. You lay your back against his chest and he plays with your hair.

"Coraline?" He asks, grabbing the remote.

"Mhm." You hum. You lift your hand up and touch his cheek. "Baby, can you stay the night?" You ask, hoping he doesn't patrol.

"Yup!" He plays the movie.

You end up falling asleep on top of him during the movie.

You wake up on your bed with no Paul in sight. "Hmph." You sigh and get up, stretching. You walk into the kitchen to grab your now clean bones just to see they aren't there.

"What?" You ask yourself. You walk around the kitchen trying to find them when you see something on your coffee table in front of the couch. You slowly walk over there and see that Paul made you a dream catcher using the bones...

You fell even harder.

[stickytrigger69]

Can I ask for idw Optimus finding out that before the war, his Connie (male pronouns if possible) was a… exotic dancer? And ah, much more?

IDW Optimus x Con Reader

Reader is a mech

Readers' frame type, height, paint job, etc, are vague

NSFW minors DNI!

A/N: I've been struggling 😭 I've recently moved states, and it's been interesting to adjust, to say the least. But I should be getting back to it soon. I luv you all, and I really appreciate everyone's patience 😘😘😘

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He came home angry, and you wondered if it was Prowl again or if someone had stirred up trouble or if he was harassed for conjunxing an ex-decepticon again. Unfortunately, it was none of those things because as soon as the words, 'what's wrong?', came from your vocalizer he glared at you. Suddenly, larger than normal, he stared you down with such fire in his optics it made you want to hide.

"Don't you talk to me, understand. I don't want to hear a peep from you." He pointed accusationally at you before stomping to your shared room. "I need time to think, leave me alone." And that was that. You spent the remainder of the afternoon on the couch, still thinking about what you could have done to make him this angry. Admittedly, he scared you. Past memory has protected you before, and you were ready for it to do so again.

When the time came, you got up to make dinner for you and your lover. You placed his serving on the floor, knocked, then turned around and left back to the living room. If he wants his space fine, but you don't want him to starve, so you listen in, and only when you hear the door open and shut, do you start eating your portion. When you've finished, you set your dishes down and sit there. Sadness had begun to fill your chassis with every bite, guilt settled deep within your tanks.

Thoughts race endlessly through your processor while you sit there in deafening silence. The whoosh of the door opening actually startles you, but you make no effort to look at him. The sink runs, and his dishes clink and clang together before he turns it off. "Why didn't you tell me?" You're caught off gaurd, confused. "Why? Was it because you were scared or disgusted? Why didn't you tell me that you were... that you used to..." He trails off and slowly comes into the living room and looks down at you. "Do you have any clue what I'm talking about?" He pleads with his optics that you will say yes.

"I... I do. I know what you're talking about. And I'm sorry I never said anything." You make room for him and pat the empty seat, wanting him to sit. "I was an exotic dancer at first. It was harmless, I was paid handsomely to dance for grimy mechs and femmes alike from the safety of an impenetrable case, and believe me, many had tried to bust through." He just listens and looks at your face contort with emotion. "Just dancing, they told me, just dance for them, and that's all. You can live your dreams if you just wiggle your aft. I was smaller then; shorter and less clunky." You look down at the added armor. It's made you look more rough around the edges, and it comforts you, "I was also young and naive, and they told me they would protect me, that I could make so much more. Then I started letting them in. They could touch, feel, and taste what they couldn't before. I still danced, but afterward, I would handle them in the back. Or they would handle me, y'know?" You chuckle awkwardly.

"I might take this armor off, show you what my Primus given frame looks like. Megatron had Shockwave fit me this armor, I was uh, distracting the other 'Cons, starting trouble. He understood it wasn't on purpose. Every so often, it would get tight, and I'd have to upgrade, bigger, stronger, better. I think I can..." You tail off and try pulling at your wrist seams until you hear a small pop and hiss. "There it is." You pull it apart, and the seam stretches upwards along the side of your servo like a casing. A smaller servo on the inside, and you smile at the sight of your own servo. "Will you..?" You hold your arm out to him, and he takes it gently. After hours of work, he is finally able to pop the last case around your left tribulen open. Shockwave really didn't want it falling off. Some seams had to be heated and nearly melted to get the welds off.

"I feel so much lighter," you stretch yourself out, "I'll bet I'm faster now, too."

"All of its been a lie?" He asks solemnly, digits trace up and down your arm. Your real arm, he reminds himself.

"No. I never lied. I just..." He is curious, and thus, he pushes you onto the couch. His servos are now even larger, nearly engulfing your waist in just one. His digits start prodding. He loves you so much, thinks you are the most attractive mech he's ever seen, but he didn't know you could become even more attractive and it does something inside of him. No longer angry or betrayed, he feels invigorated instead, wanting to explore the real you and you can tell, teasing his arousal through his field.

"Is your spike still the same size, my dear? I'd like to find out." He stares deeply into your optics as your breath hitches. Your own arousal blooming underneath your panels.

"I was uh, going to tell you, but unff- I ahhh." You grunt and moan with every thrust, now in your berth, lover behind you on his knees.

"Just shut up and take it like a good little mech." Optimus holds your helm up with one servo to speak in your audial. His harsh tone makes you whimper and valve squeeze around him. He then holds your helm down by the back of your neck while the other servo holds your hip tightly. He's so much bigger than you that he easily engulfs your frame with his own, and it thrills you to no end. That, and the rough treatment, do wonders for you. It makes your processor swirl and frame activate every sensory input processor available to overwhelm and stimulate you. Oh, the power of his hips, the grip of his servos, and open vocalizer are enough to make you overload straight into hard reset.

"I had always wondered why, why, after every time we interfaced, you were still so tight? Such a small mech, small valve, should be stretched by my spike." You moan. "I also wondered why or how you had so much stamina. How you were so good at sucking spike. If you were just a natural or if you had practice with past lovers." He slams into you at a fast pace, smirking when you yelp. "But they weren't lovers, were they? No, they were consumers. Investors. Keeping you clean and healthy so they could use you up. As much as I don't like that thought, I can't change it, the past at least. Now, now no one will look at you like that anymore. Only me, no one can have you the way I can, the way I do." Possessiveness takes over him for a moment, and he flips you onto your back. He stares deeply into your optics while inching his spike into your tight, wet valve, and your spike bobs and dribbles prefluid onto your abdomen.

When your frames connect, his optics begin to roam down to your derma and then even further down. "Tell me, sweetspark, how did you get this mod? How much was it? How many 'clients' did you have to take for it, or did one of them gift you with the mod? Did they lavish you with oils and treats? Or were you just a back alley buy mech who got lucky?" He asks crudely while his thumb rubs your anterior node in circles.

"Optimus." You bashfully turn your helm to the side to look away from him. His words are harsh but very much near the truth, and that's what's embarrassing you so.

"Don't you look away from me." He grabs your face and forces you to look at him. "I'm sorry, it got to my head." He leans down and kisses you lovingly, still pumping in and out of you. "There's just something about how dirty you were. So forbidden and delicious." He pulls out suddenly. In one swift motion, he lifts you up and lays down, placing you on top of him. "Show me, do for me what you did for them." He rubs his servos up and down your sides softly. You stare down at him, venting heavily.

"I need access to your valve if that's what you want." He hums curiously but complies, a low 'shhk' sound alerts you of his exposed valve. He waits patiently and watches you slink down. "I'm going to have to dance for you some other time too." You smirk before rubbing your valve against his. Anterior nodes bumping against each other while you take his spike in your servo. Your slick coats his valve opening heavily, making him groan at the feeling your fluids mixing.

"That's nice darling, but..." He goes quiet. His node, it feels. "What is happening?" You chuckle and lean over him, spike still in your servo, but your other travels down between you both.

"Oh my love, there are bits and pieces of me that I've been wanting to share with you." Two of your digits push into his valve. When you pull them out, you put them into yourself to gather more of your own lubricant and push them back into him. "I've also wondered how you would react to this feeling." The feeling on his node travels deep into him. It spreads like wildfire up inside him. It's like a cold wave that makes his servos ball up into fists.

"Not only did certain mechs and femmes get to have me completely, I danced for them. I showed myself off in a glass case. Taunted them with what they couldn't have." You curl your digits inside him and brush against his interior node, making him shiver. And, as if it were a system error, a few seconds after you touched his node, a small burst of electricity pulses from his node in small waves, making him cry out. And without warning, you thrust your spike into his valve and start stroking his roughly.

You pound into his sensitive valve and stroke his spike simultaneously to make him a moaning mess beneath you. "It's not too much, is it my love?" You ask sweetly and he shakes his head.

"More!" He cries, bucking his hips. With a smirk, you thrust harder. Sacrificing speed for force knowing that the effects will last longer and be stronger. He has melted, gone completely limp beneath you. His optics flicker and his field is charged to the brim. You swear you can taste it, the thick nectar of his lust dripping from his core. Suddenly, he takes hold of your shoulders and sits up. He has you confused for a few moments until he starts riding you. Now, on his knees, he bounces in your lap.

You feel your faceplate heat up even more, his actions flattering you, but what makes this moment even sweeter is the way he's looking at you. No one has looked at you this way. You know it's different from the usual looks youd get, but you're not so sure what's different about it.

"Optimus, I still have trouble believing you're actually serious about this relationship of yours. Even after you've learned everything about him and his past. I mean, it was bad enough that he's an ex decepticon, but it's another that he's..." Suddenly, a large servo can be seen over the red and blue mechs shoulder.

"Don't you finish that sentence. I know you don't 'approve' of it, Prowl. But he's my conjunx, and that was his past, not his present, nor his future. And I do believe it has shaped him," Prowl makes a suggestive motion with his servos as Optimus 'monologues' as he likes calling it, "into the mech he is today." Optimus turns around to face the shorter officer who just stares at him.

"Not only personality wise, I'm sure." Prowl rolls his optics. The comment leaves a sour taste in the primes mouth. "But you're right, he's your conjunx, it's really none of my business. I suppose it's just the fact that it's not very professional. For a mech of your status, I'd expect a high-grade conjunx. You've had many suitors, and all of which at least knew what fine arts are. Besides, he's just a trophy wife, as the humans would say." Optimus chuckles and shakes his head. Oh, how wrong is Prowl's statement. You are very intelligent and creative, and you're more than just some trophy wife.

[scentednuttragedy]

Bad Date, Gone Good

Leon S. Kennedy X Reader

TW: Violence

God knows how long you've been standing there waiting for your date to come.. 15 min? No, it has been whole 47 min. You've been talking to him for a month now after matching with him on tinder... if it wasn't for how sweet he is, you would have left already. You looked at your phone screen once again.

"Y/N!" You heard a manly voice call your name as you turned around, there he was... Gosh was he so handsome. Maybe the wait was worth it all. Before you could say anything he engulfed you in a hug. You could smell his cologne and boy was it driving you crazy. Maybe it's just you never being in a relationship or feeling a touch of a man... anyways you pushed those thoughts besides and greeted him back.

"Hi.... Leon" you couldn't take your eyes off of him.

"Sorry for the wait, Y/N... but I must say you look stunning tonight" Of course, he was just how he I through texts... and you couldn't help but blush. You bit your lip and smiled at him.

"Why thank you, Leon. I must say you look just as handsome as your pics..." You said to him but you knew he looked way more handsome in real life. He smirked at your compliment and turned around, pulling up his elbow for you to hold him. 'Too bold for me...' you thought but regardless, went along with him.

"What made you so late?" You asked him while you both were walking to the restaurant. The question seemed to have caught him off gaurd but he regained his posture immediately, not letting you doubt even a single thing.

"Just got caught up in.... some work. My apologies" He said sincerely. You nodded accepting this as your answer but you were curious.. he had never mentioned about his work during all those conversations. Only changing the topic. You wanted to ask him again today what he did as work.

Leon was a gentleman, opening the door for you, pulling out the chair for you to seat, or maybe it was all bare minimum. One thing was for sure... there was something about him that made you curious. Whether it was his mysterious personality or that he barely talked about himself. People would have taken this as red flag but you being you ws attracted to all of this.

"What would you like-"

Boom

You jumped on your seat as you saw the glass shatter behind Leon. It took you a minute to understand what was going on but there were people with weapons walking in.... and from what it looked like. They were heading your way.

Leon immediately grabbed your wrist and dragged you to to crouch under table. Making sure they couldn't see you. You were still in shock but obeyed whatever he was doing. He put his finger over his lips and gestured you to be quiet, to which you nodded. You gulped out of fear, as your vision and hands were shaking from panick and fear.

"Do as I say okay my love?" He cupped your cheek as you nodded looking into his eyes.... he didn't seem scared or panicking. He once again held your wrist and you both walked over to behind the counter while still crouching.

You could see the criminals grabbing the collar of the restaurant owner and threatening him to tell him about someone's whereabouts... you wondered who. You turned your head around to focus on leon again. After you both reached the kitchen, you both stood up and you decided it was the right time to ask him.

"What the actual fuck just happened?!" You whisper shouted at him.

"I don't know..." He said but you wondered if he was telling you the truth, but right now you decided to believe him. You both heard the loud and heavy footsteps walking towards you, so you did what you had to do and ran out of the back door along with leon.

You both ran and ran till you reached far enough to lose sight of them. You put hand over your chest as you were breathing heavily to check if your heart was about to jump out of your chest or not..

"Follow me" Leon ordered as you walked behind him. He seemed serious so you just shut your mouth and followed behind him but the side eye you were giving him was enough to tell that you had several doubts about him. He stopped in front of his car and opened the passenger seat, gesturing you to get in.

"You're still a stranger..." You said. No, you whispered under your breathe which he heard.

"Trust me Y/N I would never harm you" you gulped and nodded... were you getting kidnapped? Boy telling about this to cops would be embarassing. You got in the car on your own? Yeah the cops would laugh at you before helping you. He got in the drivers seat and took a sharp turn to get out of the parking.

"Hold tight, its gonna be a bumpy ride" He smirked and winked at you.

The fuck? You just looked at him mouth gaped, how can he joke around at a time like this... but it did make you feel a little better, a little safer. As soon as he started driving, oh boy you had to hold onto something cause the speed he was going at was making you pray that you don't die today.

Suddenly the glass behind shattered as you turned around immediately to see what was going on. It was them. The guys from the restaurant.

"Leon they're attacking us!!!" You said in a calm tone as you gulped out of fear. It made leon take a double look at you. Keeping cool in this situation? Yeah he did the right thing swiping right on you that day.

"Alright Y/N, do you trust me?" He asked as he kept checking the mirrors and driving the car from side to side.

"I don't know..."

"That's alright, take steering wheel. I'll get rid of them" Leon said as he got up and started moving to back seat. You panicked cause he didn't give you a single second to process this but you held onto the sterring wheel trying to balance the car and somehow you managed to get on the drivers seat.

You couldn't see what Leon was doing as you were too focused on driving and trying not to hit a pedestrian. You heard his shuffle and some metals clinking. You ignored that cause it was too much for you. You were afraid to tell him that you're a terrible driver and you don't know how you got your driving license but you focused on this one task. You were NOT looking forward to die that day.

"RIGHT!" Leon shouted from behind as you took a sharp turn but you ended up on one way road... you going the opposite direction..

"Good now keep driving it'll be over soon" Leon assured you but you were too deep in your thoughts to understand what he was saying. It was a lucky day maybe, there was not much traffic on this road making it easy for you to pass through it. In the background there were several gunshots going off, which made you even more scared.

"When I tell you to take a left take it alright?" Leon told you as you nodded and kept driving.

"LEFT" He shouted as you took a sharp left and saw the car behind you hit a pole and a big fire explosion happening but you didnt see any9ne dying. Maybe they had fleed the car before it hit the pole. Giving you a little relief that you didnt kill anyone. Leon sighed as he got in the passenger seat.

After driving for a bit, you stopped near a park. As soon as you stopped the car, tears started falling down your cheeks.

"What the fuck was that... I'm so glad I'm alive" you shouted at him.

"I don't know myself" Leon lied. You knew he was lying. You could tell through his lies.

"Lies" you glared at him as you tried to punch his chest but he grabbed your fist before it could hit him. You looked down at your fist and then up at him again. You started crying even more.

Suddenly you felt him wrap his arms around you, as he rubbed your back and then ran his fingers through your hair... his cologne was still there surprisingly.

"Y/N, you did a great job, my love. Because of you we both were able to survive today" you sniffed as you decided to hug him back tightly. After all... you both had gotten so lose since you met. It was hard to adjust to what had happened.

Leon pulled back and grabbed your face... wet with your tears. He looked at you in adoration. You knew it was genuine.

"I can't tell you who I am Y/N but I like you alot, I want this to work between us. I understand if you want to leave after this" You felt heartbroken... you did something you would have never believed you'd do. You kissed him.

Leon was surprised at first but decided to kiss you back, he was very gentle with you as he held you close to him.

"I don't know what you do Leon but... I want to be with you. I want to find out more secrets about you. I'm not leaving just like that" you pulled back and said softly.

Leon grinned and hugged you tightly once again. You don't know what the hell happened today but you knew one thing. You liked what happened. The thrill, the fear of being with him. It made you even more curious. Like they say, curiosity killed the cat, in this case curiosity made you wanna get to know him more.

"Wanna get patched up and grab something to eat?" He said softly and you nodded immediately, your stomach making it clear how hungry you were. You both had a hearty laugh about that.

I'm still alive yall 💪

[tohisprettyc00l]

Wild witch! reader x Hunter

A/n: This takes place during season 2a. Also your 16.

p/n: palisman's name

f/f: favorite flavor

You were very well known around the Boiling Isles! But less of a celebrity and more of a wanted criminal. Not that many people disliked you, but not many people dare talk to you. Which definitely hurt. But you carried on, not like you could do much about it. I mean you could get a sigil but there was no way in hell that was happening. So for now you'll have to deal with the dirty looks and getting chased by scouts.

When you were going about your daily routine you noticed a few scouts and sighed. You pulled your palisman out in preparation. But the leader of the group caught your eye. The Golden Guard. Most of the time it was some other random scout. On a day that you could assume much wasn't going on it was Warden Wrath. So needless to this was more than a shock. You rationed they most likely weren't here for you. I mean in a market a whole bunch of shady business was going on. Nonetheless, you made sure they couldn't see you just in case.

While you were trying to avoid needing to break out of the Conformatorium again, just in case they saw you. But then you overheard The Golden Guard talk and instruct the scouts to find you. Well, there goes any hope of having a normal day at the market. You grumbled as you snuck towards a stand selling rotten candy and Hex-Mix. The vendor's eyes shifted to you and a wanted poster of you. "Are you-" "Yeah, yeah can you just give me the Hex-Mix?" You tossed a few snails on the counter. The vendor quickly gave you a bag and gestured for you to leave.

You got on your palisman and prepared to leave. "There they are!" You heard a voice yell. "Here we go." You thought out loud. You started to speed off while you overheard The Golden Guard yelling at scouts behind you. You made a bunch of random twists and turns to get them off your trail but they would just not leave you alone. "Titan didn't know anyone in the Emperor's Coven was competent." You thought. Suddenly magical rope constricted you. After some struggle, you broke free. After that mini-heart attack, you went as fast as you could finally losing them. You landed on top of a mountain and sighed. The first time it was a challenge to get away. Hopefully, that was a one-time thing. But nothing could go your way when it comes to the law, could it?

The next week you saw the same Golden uniform. Right as you comprehended who it was, the figure was running towards you. The same magic rope was shot at you but you moved out of the way. "Y'know I thought it was pretty cool to be more wanted than Eda. But I somehow forgot this part of it." You stopped the rope with plants. You heard the Golden Guard groan from behind his mask. You chuckled and wrapped yourself in abomination goop, transporting yourself to your house. You looked at P/n and sighed. "I'm sorry but it seems like you're going to need to fly a lot whenever we go out." Your palisman nodded playfully. "Such as now, I still need to get griffin eggs."

You thought about putting an invisibility spell on yourself when you first entered, but you would just get rid of it in the end. So you flew to the market, fully visible. You quickly bought griffin eggs and then left. But suddenly you were wrapped in abomination goop. You tried to break free but couldn't. "There's no way to break free, so don't waste your energy, or do, I don't care." The Golden guard said. He started walking with you. "So why do you arrest wild witches." "It's against the Titan's will." You raised one of your eyebrows. "But the Titan made wild magic. Also, they didn't make sigils." The Golden Gaurd paused. "Stop trying to mess with my head." He snapped out. "Okay?"

You soon aboard a ship. he slightly shoved you onto the ground. "So what's your name?" You asked as you got up. The guard started to whistle. "Hey!" You yelled. You could tell he tensed up a little bit. "What's your name?" "You don't need to know." He stated. "I wanna know who's kidnapping me." "If I tell you will you shut up." "Probably not. But I'm not going to stop asking until you tell me." He grunted. "Fine. My name is Hunter." "Cool my names y/n." "Yeah, I know."

You walked over to Hunter and kept asking him questions. "Shut up and sit back down." You just rolled your eyes. "Okay tell me, witch, what will shut you up?" "Besides freeing me?" "Besides freeing you." You thought for a moment. "Take me out to diner." Hunter sighed, "Be serious." "I am! Can't go to jail on an empty stomach." "Fine." Hunter drifted the ship downward. He landed at a Dairy scream. "Eyescream? really?" "I didn't have to do this. And besides, there is food besides Eyescream." "Only insane people order burgers a DAIRY scream." "There's cheeseburgers." You slightly chuckled.

Hunter got out a red bird palismen. It turned into its staff from. He did... Something that definitely wasn't abomination magic. It moves the goop from around your waist to around your wrist. You made a mental note of the bird. "There. Now you can eat easier." "I'm probably just going to get an f/f milkshake though." Hunter quickly draw a plant glyph and made it wrap around your legs. "You know glyphs count as wild magic right?" "I don't have anything else to use. It's for the greater good." Hunter excused.

You hummed as you waited for Hunter. He came out with a milkshake. "Okay let's go back to the ship." He shoved the milkshake in your hand. You walked out of the vines with ease. "So why do you have a palismen? I thought Belos hated them." Hunter stiffened and stopped walking. "Yes... But he made an exception." You can tell he was lying but decided not to push it. Soon you arrived back at the ship.

Hunter looked at his watch and became panicked. "Crap, crap, crap uncle's going to kill me!" "Why?" You asked. "I was supposed to be back ten minutes ago!" "So? I've been to the castle it's only five minutes away." Hunter started up the ship. "That's fifteen minutes late! I can't keep disappointing  him." You put down your milkshake and walked over to Hunter. "It's going to be okay dude. You brought me to him didn't you?" That barely seemed to calm him down. "Breath with me." You said. You slowly breathed in and out.

Hunter calmed down and then glared at you. "Why do you care what I feel?" You paused, "I don't know, I guess because you're the nicest out of everyone who arrested me. Also, I've heard that you're only 16. You shouldn't be worried about your uncle punishing you for being 15 minutes late." He paused and he got rid of the handcuffs. "Leave." "What-" "Please just make it seem like you escaped." You nodded and got out p/n. "Ha! You could never keep me in one place for too long!" You exclaimed despite no one being able to hear. you. You winked then flew away. You might not know why Hunter let you leave, but for once, you felt like there was a bright future for you.

A/n: I accidentally copy and paste the fanfiction in the middle of the fanfiction so sorry if I fucked it up sorry.

[rrain-writes]

Presumed Dead (Febuwhump) Ch. 2!

Here's the original from Febuwhump!

"Twilight."

"Hmm?"

"Are you okay?"

Twilight looked up from where he was mending a hole in his tunic, his gaze meeting Time's own.

"Why wouldn't I be?" He replied.

Time sighed, sitting down next to his protege. "You knew about that. Wild's spirit friend." He stated. Twilight put down the tunic, head turned away.

"Yeah."

Time waited, but Twilight didn't make any moves to continue. Instead, he fidgeted with his hands, ears flicking with a nervous tic of his. Time gave him another moment, before gently resting his hand on the younger hero's shoulder. Twilight stiffened, then with a resigned sigh, spoke.

"You know how I was with him on his journey, right?" Twilight didn't look up, but Time still nodded. "Well I couldn't enter his divine beasts. Only a champion could, you know?"

Twilight's eyes darted up to Time, making sure he was paying attention. He swallowed, shaking his head as he continued.

"When he came out, there was something different about him. Some kind of aura. I didn't make much of it, and we continued to the next divine beast. We had to go to Death Mountain, and we stocked up on heat resitant elixars and the like. It was fine until we were caught off gaurd..."

-

He trotted along the rocky ground. It was hot to the touch, but not enough to burn. Link whistled a tune as he skipped along ahead.

Link. It was still strange. He was Wolfie, and his companion was Link. Or maybe he was the companion? Anyway, he was still getting used to the fact that the boy shared his name. It was odd to hear someone calling, just to find out it wasn't for him. Infact, it had happened so many times Link had taken to calling him 'Wolf Link'.

"Maybe that's your name." The teen would say. "Wolf Link. Would that make me Hylian Link?"

Back on Death Mountain however, Link was darting ahead, laughing with childish glee every time he caught a lizard.

"Don't go too far!" He barked. Link rolled his eyes as he hopped back to meet him. He wasn't sure if the Hylian boy could actually understand it, but it seemed he got the gist.

"I saw some kind of rock up ahead. Hurry up so I can check it out!” With that, Link ran off again, away from the path as he clambered up a slope. He rolled his eyes before following the young hero.

Link searched around for where the odd rock had been before, while he sniffed the air with his wolf nose. The scent of Death Mountain burned, like when you stand too close to the fire and the smoke starts to choke your lungs. Currently, it also seemed to smell of monsters.

He gave a short bark to Link, who turned back to face him. “Huh?” The teen called out. How Link managed to get up on that ledge in so little time was always a little strange. “I can’t find it!” Link shouted, voice echoing. “I think it’s like-“

The teens words were cut off with a short gasp. The tip of a jagged spear potruded from his stomach, cutting through the Hylian Tunic. A lizalfos reared up behind Link, pulling its spear backwards. He gave a howl of anger as the lizalfos raised a leg and pulled the spear back, its clawed foot sending Link tumbling off the ledge.

If the initial injury hadn’t killed the boy, the impact would.

If the initial injury hadn’t killed the boy, the impact had .

-

Twilight was shaking, heels of his palms pressed against his eyes. Like he could erase the image of that first death.

“It hurts.” He croaked, leaning into Time. “After that it just got worse. He had no sense of self preservation, no worries if he got injured-“

“I’m sure he never meant to make you worry.” Time replied. “I know you care-“

Twilight laughed, which surprised Time. “I’ve been told I care too much. Wild said it, actually. Told me it was a tool, and if he could use it then so be it.”

“Have you told him that it hurts you?” Time said softly. Twilght shook his head. “I-“

“It hurts?” A quiet voice asked. Time and Twilight looked up towards the voice. Wild sat in the shadows, watching the pair.

“How long have you been there?” Time asked. Wild shook his head, causing his long hair to fall into his face.

“Not long.” He replied, before focussing his sharp gaze on his mentor. “It hurts for me too.” He said. “I’m the one who’s dying.”

“Then don’t!” The rancher exclaimed, throwing his hands out. “If you just took a little more care-“

“It’s not that easy!” Wild cried out. “It’s not that easy!”

“Why.” Twilight demanded, standing. “Why?”

Wild drew in a sharp breath. “Because- because-“ He gave a frustrated cry. "Because hundreds of people died for me! And I can't do anythng about it except-" Wild cut himself off with a frustrated sob.

"Oh, Cub." Twilight whispered as his protege fell into his arms. The rancher pressed his face into Wild's golden hair in reassurance as the younger gasped, shoulders shaking. "You don't need to die to make up for it. You don't have anything to make up for."

Wild whined and buried his face further into Twilight's shoulder. "I'm sorry." He whimpered. "I''m sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry."

Time's eyes met Twilights.

Ok? He asked silently. 

Twilight nodded in reply. I have him.

[diosama27]

Yakuza Jotaro x chubby reader

I was on my way to my part time job suddenly a car pulled over with big guys in it, that's all I remember and now I'm lying in this freakingly comfy bed all naked what the hell actually happened!??

Yes, so this was the situation don't get me wrong you were not completely naked you had some huge white shirt over your chubby body. Yes you heard me right, it was huge even for you the shirt was till your mid thigh and felt comfortable.

As you got out of bed and wanted to explore the room you tripped over something and fell

But suddenly you realised that you were naked and in someone's place so you thought something happened and started to panick when you heard the door open, your heart began beating as fast as it could.

There stood a huge well built man, he looked soo intimidating as he stood infront of you enjoying the view infront of him

He kneeled down and held your chin with his index finger and thumb to make you face him and he examined you. You could see the satisfaction in his face as you turned your face away cos you were super embarrassed to face this insanely handsome man in your current state, trying to hide your exposed legs and shoulders.

He picked you up and placed you on the bed as if you weighted nothing and he came closer to you, but you tried to maintain some distance between the too of you. As you were trying to move you hit the wall and jumped as the cold wall was against your back meanwhile you could feel his hot breath on your skin, you tried to push him but it was just impossible

You didn't want a stranger to do as he please with you so you tried to run but he caught up. His eyes were full of lust. You didn't want to lose your virginity like this to a stranger you had a person who you loved and wanted to live your dream life with your lover.

So you pushed him away but he insisted and kissed you. You were scared of him who forced himself on you. You found his pocket knife on the table next to you. You stabbed him with the knife when he tried to rip off your shirt.

He stood there as if it was nothing but heard him call the gaurds and you found your chance to escape because there was a commotion among the gaurds who where now in the room.

You ran towards your house hoping you would see your lover, there was a tall figure standing in the road of your part time job

It was your boyfriend he was there standing with his phone worried about you. You ran and hugged him and cried in his arms as he took you back home, you explained everything he consoled you.

"I think it'll be better to cantact the police" he said and heard the door slam as someone enters the room

Your boyfriend gets infront of you trying to protect you from the tall man he asked "what is it that you want? If its Money? Please wait, I'll make arrangements for it."

Before he can complete the sentence you heard a gun shot. That man shot your boyfriend, jotaro shot his leg, he was on the ground, his leg was bleeding and he was screaming in pain, you didn't know what was happening, you were screaming at the top of your lungs " what are you doing this for? Why are you here? Why are you doing this to us???!!!!" You were crying and trying to cover your boyfriend's wound with your hand but the yakuza pulled you up as you suddenly fainted cause of all the incidents from morning making you exhausted, as you were about to fall the tall man caught you and threw you over his shoulders

(AN: you are super chubby but for him it was just a piece of cake to carry you around, be it on his shoulders or bridal style anything was super easy for jotaro, it didn't even require the least amount of effort for him to carry you)

He then ordered the men to bring your lover along with them, when your boyfriend said "please don't kill me, please spare my life you can take her and do as you please. I won't interfere please spare my life" as he pleaded

"AN: Bang!!!!"

He was shot on the same leg again and dragged to the car. He pleaded but it was of no use

Since you fainted you never knew about this

Jotaro placed you on the seat next to himself and drove you to his place.

Yn pov:

You had all this flashbacks and suddenly got up to seeing jotaro scanning your body, face and the way you were sleep everything you felt disgusted.

You didn't know why or what he liked in you, you were just a big girl, nothing much, you started to cry on the bed

When you saw him coming closer, you tried to move away and screamed in his face.

"Why are you doing this? let me go, I want to see him, I want to be with him"

All you could hear was a dark chuckle

"You were the first woman to ever touch me and go against my will. I want to make you mine"

He just pulled you roughly and pinned both your chubby soft hands on either side of your head against the wall with his huge rough hands. You were struggling to get out of his grasp but he then forced himself on you and kissed you as you were still struggling he put more of his weight on you, so were not able to wriggle anymore

Jotaro kissed you lustfully as tears ran down your chubby cheeks, he was enjoying himself

He licked your bottom lip to enter in your mouth but ofcourse you denied it, so he bit your bottom lip making you open your mouth and took his chance to enter in and explore his now owned new territory, you could feel himself smirking against your skin as he won dominance

(AN: well ofcourse he won <(￣︶￣)> )

He said " your mine now and you will always be, so keep that in your mind yn. Please don't waste your time and fight against me there is no where to escape now, where ever you go I'll be after you. Your mine."

[0perfectimperfections0]

Part 2 to jealous pls

Lou spotted Ox long before the bunny had settled in his heart what exactly he would say. Those blue eyes met his and it hurt more than he wished it had when they looked away. Lou spun on his heel to walk in the opposite direction.

Ox made a small grunt and ran toward the blond. His forearm was grabbed and Lou immediately bristled at the contact. "Lou, wait—"

"Don't touch me!" Lou ripped his arm away from Ox.

"You let Lucky touch you," Ox bit out before he could think better of it.

That caught Lou off-gaurd. "What?"

Ah, darn, no, that was way too fast. He had wanted to slowly build up to it. Maybe crack a joke or two to hear that laugh again or give Lou a few compliments. But that was way too fast. "I…nothing. Forget it. I wanted to talk to ya."

"I don't have to clean on Sundays," Lou muttered, crossing his arms and looking away.

Ox blinked and shook his head. "No, it ain't about any of that. Forget that. I just wanna hang out with ya. Like…like old times."

Narrowed eyes looked down at Ox from the corner of them. Lou rose a brow, bending a little at the waist to give a suspicious look to the bunny. Ox tried not to cower under the scrutiny. "This is a big leap from 'no one needs you or your training'. Why the change?"

Ox averted his gaze, shrugging. "Can't a doll have a change of heart?"

It was another moment of eyeing the bunny before Lou presumably conceded and straightened. "I was going to go to LuckyBat's and hang out for a bit. If you really want to just 'hang out'," he used air quotes on the phrase, "then by all means, follow." Lou didn't wait for a response before he started walking back in the direction he'd been going in.

Ox grit his teeth, hands going to his face for a second in frustration. That stupid bat– no…Lucky was his friend. Besides, there wasn't really any competition. He knew Lou like the back of his hand—

Ears perked up with an idea.

Maybe a one-on-one was too forced. But, if he could show Lou how much better of a companion he was compared to Lucky, then the tables would turn.

With renewed vigor, Ox straightened and confidently walked beside the blond.

<><><><>

"Oh! Ox, I wasn't expecting you today." Lucky set a cup of tea down on the coffee table before Lou.

"Just hangin' out with my friend over here," Ox gave a tight smile and jerked a thumb toward Lou. The blond scoffed but didn't outright say anything.

Lucky hummed, glancing at Lou. "Can I get you anything to drink?"

"Water'll be fine," Ox nodded. Lucky disappeared back into the kitchen and left the two of them in tense silence.

"Why are you acting weird all of a sudden?" Lou finally asked. His legs and arms were crossed, refusing to fully turn toward the bunny who sat beside him.

"I'm not. What makes you think I am?"

"We're not friends. And we weren't hanging out. You can't just barge into my life like that and expect me to pretend like nothing happened between us."

Ox refused to acknowledge how much that hurt him. "What do I have to do to earn your friendship back?"

Blue eyes finally looked at him. "Why do you want it so badly?"

Because Lucky doesn't know you good enough to replace me. He wanted to say that, really. He held back.

"Replace you? What on earth are you talking about?"

Gosh darn it—

Okay, so his filter wasn't working. There were a lot of emotions coursing through him at the moment and it was a little too much to process. All he knew was that his doll was pushing him away and it was frustrating and Lucky didn't deserve to have Lou as a friend and it wasn't fair that Lou felt more comfortable around a doll he'd just met—

"Hey," fingers snapped in Ox's face, "What do you mean by replace?"

Ox set his mouth in a fine line and looked away. "N-Nothing. I'm just…I ain't been thinkin' straight lately and—"

"Answer my question."

Ox groaned, catching Lou by surprised. He rubbed a hand down his face and finally looked at the Pretty Doll. "I'm jealous, okay!? There! I said it. Every time I see you and Lucky hangin' out I just wanna shove 'im out the way and be the one hangin' out with ya. I wanna be the one that makes you laugh like I used to. B-Because I've known you longer than Lucky has and I know all there is to know about ya a-and…," that anger slowly dissipated. "And I still love ya."

Lou didn't say anything for a long moment. Lucky returned, entering the now awkward atmosphere that was no better than the tense one. He set a glass of water on the coffee table slowly. He was barely gone for a minute. What in the world happened? Ox and Lou now looked away from each other. No words. No looks.

A part of Lucky's job was to make sure EVERYONE was happy. And it was painfully obvious that his involvement with Lou wasn't achieving that with Ox. Lucky put on a smile and backed away toward the kitchen again. "I just remembered that I have some…cookies that I wanted to make. You two can be the taste testers once they're done."

Lou made to stand. "I can help-"

"No, no! I've got it, thank you." Lucky forced a wider smile. He gave a significant glance to Ox while the bunny was still looking away. Lou followed his gaze. "You two stay here, relax, and talk." He gave Lou a pointed look.

Disgruntled, the blond settled back again on the sofa. Lucky disappeared into the kitchen and both dolls were left in that awkward atmosphere again. It had never really left.

Ox was the first to speak again, quietly. "I…didn't mean for all that to come out…but it was all true." He didn't look at Lou, but blue eyes watched him carefully. "A-And…I don't wanna hurt ya again by tryin' to be your friend. S-So if ya really hate me and don't want me anywhere near ya…tell me now." He finally looked at Lou. "Cause if ya don't say anything…I ain't gonna stop chasin' after ya."

Lou had his hands in his lap, eyes slowly panning down to stare at them. It was silent for another few seconds while Lou processed. This was what he had wanted…years ago. It almost felt too late for this to be coming from Ox. Lou picked at his pants nervously. "How do I know this isn't a temporary thing? That you won't find something better than me and go chasing after that?"

They both knew Lou was referring to the Big World. The only reason a wall had been out between them was because of that blasted portal. The promise Ox had made to stay with Lou, only to be pulled into the desire to find a kid.

Ox sighed, closing his eyes for a moment. "Lou…I'm sorry. It wasn't even worth it. When the portal was permanently open and I found my kid…I honestly have to say I was disappointed. He…plays with me and treats me good. I barely get a lick of mud on me. He's a good kid." Ox dared to reach over and put a hand over Lou's. "B-But it ain't worth not talkin' to you anymore and not seein' you."

The bunny stared down at their hands. He gave a small laugh. "It…couldn't get better than this, right?"

Lou looked down at their hands. Ox didn't make a move to let go, like he said.

Ox swallowed, becoming desperate. "Please, Lou. Just give me another chance."

Blue eyes still stared down at their hands. "You understand…that if I give you this chance and you leave again…it's over."

"That won't happen. I promise." Ox felt a smile forming on his face.

Lou sighed through his nose and looked at Ox. "Let's hope so."

[damagedintellect]

Kenny McCormick x reader

💌 As Long As I can Remember: Chapter 8  💌  

Summary:  You moved to south park in the 4th grade. You weren't expecting what came next. After seven years of friendship you were about to make a move but what happens when Cartman's OTP gets in the way of what you desire most.

Notes:  Overall Kenny x reader but also some Craig x reader, I wrote this over a decade ago but I'm feeling nostolgic, this was written for a friend a long time ago

💌 Word count: 1,131 💌  <= Previous | Chapter 9 =>

The next morning you all found out that the stick had been taken by Clyde who apparently in the span of just a few hours now has an army. After Sir Douch Bag was able to get some new factions, everyone partnered up and rushed his stupid tower of darkness. Everyone was surprised at how well made the tower was. After you entered the lowest floor Cartman cleared his throat "Guys I don't think we're in Clyde's backyard anymore." Everyone groaned until Kyle spoke "I think this is were we split up, Stan and I will take the left side, Cartman and Butters take right, and Prince (Y/N) and Princess Kenny take middle." 

Stan nods and follows Kyle before he mentions "Oh! Watch out for Craig I haven't seen him yet so he is probably guarding Clyde and the last time we crossed paths he was level 26, the freaken thief is OP" you looked to Kenny. His eyes widened, both of you had just hit level 20 that morning. If you did face Craig it's going to be one hell of a tough fight.

It was quiet far too quiet for comfort the air was dense and thick around the two of you especially given the events that happened yesterday. Well you're pretty sure it happened yesterday, who knows you have to keep an eye out for Craig. You felt a shiver down your spine and you stopped walking gripping you're dagger before turning to Kenny "Did you hear some-" apparently Craig had been trailing behind you for a while holding Kenny with a knife to his throat "Shit!" you slowly lower your dagger and just stare at Craig.

"Drop the dagger if you want to live." monotone as usual, the air was tense until Kenny smirked "No! Prince (Y/N) don't listen to him. I'll just have to do, IT." You took a step back with the fear of what he was about to do. You could not allow him to do....IT. 

"No, Princess Kenny there must be another way!" At this point Craig was not buying it, the poor sucker just didn't know how awful it really was.

"I don't have time for your silly games Prince (Y/N)" You turned around and held your hand straight out to your side as if you were going to dramatically drop your dagger. Kenny then took the opportunity to do, it.

"OH MY GOD!!! MY EYESSSS!!! MCCORMIK!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Craig sounded really pissed off so you closed your eyes and started to run aimlessly until Kenny took your arm and led you somewhere. 

You only opened your eyes when Kenny stopped running "Did you really have to strip Kenny? I feel like Craig might be permanently blind." Kenny fixed his dress and laughed "Don't you mean permanently gay for me, hehe. Honestly I just needed to buy some time okay, I'm just glad Craig really isn't gay because he might have fallen for me." You just roll your eyes while you and Kenny peered around the corner the hallway was empty. Once the two of you turned back around your eyes were met with cold blue once again and Craig leaned in slightly before whispering "Combat"

*COMBAT MODE ACTIVATED*

Once you are challenged to combat the rules and format follow the stick of truth game, so this part is like the normal fight with Craig up until the final few hits in which Craig tries to persuade you to betray Princess Kenny and join Clyde instead.

"Give me one good reason why I'd want to do that!" you retorted back only to be caught way off gaurd when soft warm lips were gracefully placed on yours. This however is when tragedy struck your daggers were missing from your utility belt, one clearly visible in Craig's hand and one in Kenny's as he tackled Craig out of the window. You ran to the window and saw the most horrific sight. A large pool of blood with Kenny breaking Craig's fall. You instantly grabbed the rope that was around your feet by the window and carefully climbed down.

"KENNY!" you screamed, tears falling from your cheek as you tried to sit him up. He grabbed your hands "(Y/N), promise me that you guys will still beat Clyde." He then pulled the dagger from his chest and but it in your hands. "Kenny! You idiot how can you say something like that at a time like this!" You yelled but it was no use Kenny was already dead. You wiped your eyes and turned to Craig, you were wondering where the other dagger went. Craig's hand was impaled with your other dagger. The last thing you remember is taking out the dagger before your vision fades. You wake up in cold sweat. The first thing you do is text Kenny

You: Hey

Kenny: Yes, I'm up Is there a reason you started texting me at 3 in the morning I didn't want to press, but I have been waiting for an explanation

You: It's not that important

Kenny: Clearly and you just happen to be up at this hour (Y/N) we're best friends you can literally tell me anything

You: Not this time I just have to I'll tell you when I'm ready just go to sleep

Kenny sighed "We've known each other for seven years, why don't you trust me. If only you knew about my feelings, but I doubt you'd feel the same way." Kenny looked at the last message again. Cartman was right it seems like (Y/N) really doesn't care at all. He closed his message with (Y/N) and message Cartman

Kenny: You were right about (Y/N) 

Cartman: Of course I was right I know a thing about romance and quite frankly you're too poor for (Y/N) anyways.

Kenny: I know but I really thought I had a chance

Cartman: Well you don't  Now do you still have have that love letter you got on Friday?

Kenny: Yeah

Cartman: I think it's time for you to move on I hate seeing you like this dude 

Maybe Cartman was right. Kenny looked down at the love, it read 

"I've liked you for a really long time and I really wanted to know if you'd be my boyfriend. You can call or texted me at ANY time, I'll be waiting

                                                                                                                                                                                                                        xxx-xxx-xxxx Love Tammy Warner'

"Hello?"

"The answer is yes..."

Cartman smirked at his OTP book "Soon my precious" He traced a heart over a clearly photoshopped picture of Kenny and Tammy Warner and kissed it. He turned to the second to last page where it had a picture of (Y/N) and various pairings of her crossed out with little red pen marks. "Tch Bitch"

[throckmortons-thrussy]

Vent time!

Was thrown off gaurd today in class because my Professor veered way off into unknown territory that I wasn't prepared for, and he kept talking like it all made sense.

I actually finished reading, highlighting, and taking notes on the chapters he assigned so I could contribute to the class discussion... And he didn't even use the terms the book used? He was describing the concepts we read, but with different terminology and equations with different symbols than the ones the book supplied.

Like, I was flipping back and forth through my notes, and I just couldn't follow along with what he was talking about.

The class discussion was... well, pretty much nonexistent. You can see in my notes the moment things stopped making sense because there's just a large gap of nothing, and then me trying to make sense of some of the equations he was using near the bottom.

I stayed after at least 20 minutes with him, trying to understand if maybe I misunderstood the reading or if my notes went in the wrong direction. Maybe I did notes on the wrong chapter? I was so lost.

Come to find out... My professor doesn't agree with a lot of the language used in our readings. Not only that, he brushed off the terminology I had written in my notes and said what he was saying was basically the same thing. And the equations!! He was just free-balling them! He said that he was just making up letter...

Like, my dude... WHY ASSIGN US TO READ THE FUCKING CHAPTER IF YOU'RE NOT GOING TO EVEN USE THE SAME TERMINOLOGY AND EQUATIONS?

Sorry... I just- I can usually still follow along well in class, even if I haven't completed the assigned readings. I wanted to start this semester on the right foot with this BEHV class since I'm trying to decide between minoring in Behavior Analysis or Counciling.

Like, the chapter started getting a too wordy for me near the 3/4th mark, so I had 2 pages of notes just trying to get the terms straight and even did extra examples for each to make sure I understood what the theory was saying.

I showed him these and asked if they made sense, or if I went wrong somewhere... Wanna know what he said?

That it was all correct; however, he thinks people get too caught up in the terms and language of the field when they should focus on the science.

...

How are we supposed to begin to understand the science when THE WORDS YOU'RE USING TO DESCRIBE THESE PHENOMENON ARE DIFFERENT THAN THE ONES ON THE CHAPTER?!

I was hoping this class would provide clarification for all the terms thrown at us in the reading, but instead, he made these concepts all the more confusing (and added NEW interchangeable words I need to worry about).

I haven't been this frustrated in a class in so long. By the time I got home and finished walking my dog (very frusterated walking at that), I craved potato chips for the first time in YEARS. I found some old chips my roommate hadn't finished off yet and binged a bit.

This class is literally titled Basic Behavior Principles and has no prerequisites.

Listen, he's smart. He knows his stuff. He's a master's student pursuing his doctorate degree in the subject.

He also has no idea how to present this information in a concise way to an undergraduate class that doesn't require any prerequisites.

I'm going to keep pushing forward. Get in touch with the other students in class. Maybe he just threw way too much at us way too fast. I don't know. I'm just so confused by his approach and goals with this class.

[gachagon]

I started to read this Novel called The Lord of Mysteries and so far it seems pretty interesting. I do notice that the main character isn't quite like the others since while he's not that freaked out about the whole "transmigrating into a dead mans life" thing, he's also kind of...strange himself? I think I noticed it when he casually mentioned

"killing someone" when he was in that weird fog place after he did the ritual to try and get back home. Maybe that was a mistranslation (I am reading it on Webnovel), but he briefly mentions how this power of his could be useful if he needs to kill someone, which caught me a little off gaurd it's like "Woah dude, what do you mean killing? Why would that even occur to you just then T_T?" I was thinking this ability could be useful to have cool secret meetings, and here he is thinking of other devious ways to use it.

He also just lies to the two people who he's with and let's them make grandiose assumptions about him, like that he's some kind of god or supernatural being with powers. So there's just something...slightly off about him you know, like I don't exactly trust him for some reason lol. He seems suspicious and a bit TOO calm for the situation he's in. And the way he just casually cleaned up his own potential murder/suicide and didn't seem too worried about finding out how he died (Dude just goes to casually buy bread and meat like his sister asked him too afterwards I guess who cares about that ominous note saying "we're all gonna die" it's probably nothing.)

My guess for why the Wizard and the Princess seemed so chill about him just calling them to this otherworldly fog place is because they think he's a "beyonder" since the Princess did mention and talk with the Wizard about trying to get powers like that herself.

I can tell we don't know jackshit and that the author is purposefully stringing us along and leaving some things out to reveal later which I'm fine with because it's literally called "Lord of the Mysteries"

[the-forces-that-bind]

Family, Food, And Freakouts

Word Count: 1080

Summary: Wind gets a bit homesick and mentions his sister. Then everyone throws out their dinner.

Tags?: Fluff, Food, a bit of fake gagging about that food

Disclaimer/Info To Know:

This is part of The Forces That Bind! Hopefully this makes sense without knowing too much about these Links. For your convenience:

Oracle: Alttp, Ooa, Oos, La

Lon: Oot, Mm

King/Nomad: Botw, Totk

Champion: Aoc

Spirit: ST

Wind: Ww, Ph

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"I miss my family. My friends." Wind confessed, his face pinched. "I know I can return. I know we can visit. But I miss them. I think I'd miss them even if they were right in front of me, because I'd be leaving soon anyway."

"Doesn't help that it feels like they're growing without you, does it." Oracle said softly, looking up from his food. "They're always a little different when you return. You're always a little different. How long does it take for you to return as a stranger wearing a familiar face?"

Wind picked at the shrimp on his plate. "Not very long at all." He took a deep breath, and continued in a strained voice. "I worry that one day I'll go home and Arryl won't recognize me."

Champion snapped up, his spoon frozen mid-air. Spirit tilted his head, looking past the glum sailor to the Champion. "You look suprised, Champ. Do you have family at home? A sister?"

The Champions eyes widened slightly, caught off gaurd by the direct question. He tentitively inclined his head. Yes.

King paused, blinking rapidly. "You have a sister?" He gawked. Spirit doesn't know why that's suprising, plenty of Links have some sort of sibling. Apparently.

Champion nodded, pulling out his slate. Instead of flashing the screen on, he wedged his thumb where the screen met metal. After a few moments, he pried the screen from the case, then flipped the case around.

Pastered inside was a photograph, the edges worn with water damage and the paper yellowed with age. Link stood next to a grumpy looking older man with a smile, with a young girl beaming in the front.

All the Links leaned in for a closer look, but King reached out to take the Shiekia Case.

"May I?" King asked. He stared at the photo with an oddly pained expression, like he'd been socked in the gut.

Champion hesitated long enough for Wind to gently tug the case from his hands. Champion let him.

"Is her name Arryl? Or something else?" He asked, squinting. Lon peeked over Winds shoulder, looked for a moment, then shrugged and sat back down.

"Arryl." Champion murmmred, shoving a spoonfull of food in his mouth.

"Huh. Weird."

Spirit remained in his seat. He's not standing any more then he already has today. He's going to finish his meal, then force Wind to carry him to his bedroll. "I think all of us having a Beedle is weirder." Spirit shrugged.

"What? I don't have a Beedle." Lon raised a brow and looked to Oracle. "Do you have a Beedle?"

"...I'm sure there's beedles somewhere in Hyrule? I don't have any personally though, no." Oracle tapped his spoon on his chin, gnawing his lip as he thought. "Or maybe I do? Hmm. Remind me to check my collections when we're at the orchard."

"No no. Not the bug, The man! The merchant!" Wind gestured with his hands, making Champion nervously reach for the case before the photo could be blown into the fire.

"Whoa there!" King reached out as well, eyeing the Shiekia Case. "Might wanna give that back before you damage it..."

Wind checked that he didn't knock something loose, then returned it to Champion. "Sorry!" He winced, "Here."

Champion took it back, popped the slate back together, and clicked it to his belt.

King stared for a moment too long, an unreadable expression on his face. Champion caught his eyes and quickly looked away, but King continued staring... and staring... Champion shifted uncomfortably, but finally met Kings eyes.

Without breaking eye contact, King grabbed the ladle. "Still hungry?"

Champion wordlessly held out his bowl.

Lon groaned. "This is why we never have leftovers!"

"You realize you can have seconds as well, right?" King raised a brow. "Food is a non issue at the moment, are you hungry?" He spooned another serving into Champions bowl. The champion procceded to inhale the food at a rate that made Lons tace twist in...disgust? Respect?

"No." Lon admitted, begrugingly.

"Then shut up." King dropped the ladle back into the pot.

Oracle paused, a sour look coming across his face. He slowly placed his bowl on his lap. "Hey, Nomad?"

"Yeah?"

"Is that the same pot you use for making your...elixirs?"

Everyone stopped eating. King found himself on the recieving end of four panicked sets of eyes.

"Answer carefully." Wind warned, "Because if the answer is yes...ha...haha...I'm gonna shove your head in the fire."

A long silence followed, growing longer with every moment King didn't answer.

He sighed, putting his head in his hand. "Guys. C'mon. I cleaned it-"

Outcries of disgust immediately erupted. King stared straight ahead, dead eyed as his companions began to make the most terrible retching sounds imaginable.

Oracle placed his bowl aside. "I'm done for tonight." He said calmly as the color drained from his face.

Wind gagged, Lon gagged louder, they continued making grosser and more dramatic exlamations of disgust until Wind actually choked. He hacked into his elbow as Lon began thumping him on the back. Spirit covered his ears. He wasn't that grossed out by his stir-fry marrinating in the same pot as raw guts and blood, as King did clean it out. But the gagging noises? Too much. His appetite vanished, and suddenly the last couple scrapings at the bottom looked like too much to choke down.

King sighed, hanging his head as Spirit approched with his nearly empty bowl.

Spirit placed it on the prep tray. "...it really was a good.... stir-fry? Stir-fry." He smiled weakly. "I was going to finish it anyway, but those two made me loose my appetite."

"Thanks, Link." King returned the smile. He looked at the bowl, then at Champion. "Are you done too?"

Champion swallowed, hesitating.

"It's alright if you are. I'll take your bowl-" King reached out. Champion lifted his bowl out of reach. After a moment of consideration, Champion held a hand out. Confused, King gave him a low-five. Champion waved him off, pointed at Spirits bowl, then made a 'gimme' motion.

King picked up the bowl, examined the broth stained rice at the bottom, and raised a brow. "There's not much left." He warned.

Champion stared.

"It definitely has Spirit's spit in it. He was just eating it."

Champion stared.

"...if you get sick, you know how I'll cure you."

Champion repeated the motion, not a hint of fear in his eyes. 'Gimme.'

Kings face split into a grin. "Atta boy!" He laughed, and handed Champion the bowl.

[niamhyyxoxo]

hidden beneath a potion

An original ongoing short story written by Me ♡♡

Main character: haku

Species: dragon-shifter

Side character/ hakus best friend: isacc

+also a dragon-shifter.

TW: /////mentions of traumatic experience//graphic// bullying// angst// sad//swearing//

I'm not the best when it comes to writing, but I hope you enjoy 😭😭❤️

It's still ongoing so I'll post more parts soon ♡♡

Mwah! <3

Hidden beneath a potion. What a crazy stupid idea. To hide who you truly are. Haku would've thought that himself, back then ofcourse.

But now? He constantly hides his dragon traits by intaking an illusion potion that rids of his horns that sweep back into a beautfil arch harmonising with his thick luscious hair, his long thick tail that sweeps the ground below him, his large wings that were made to be one with big fluffy clouds, giving him the privilege to see the most beautful sunsets. Red, orange and yellow beams of light hitting his blue scales, as the warmth of the setting sphere bringing him comfort.

Not anynore, not ever. That's what he tells himself, pushing down the empty feeling in his heart, ignoring his longing desire to shift and just..feel..

"NO!!"

Blue eyes widened. Haku snaps at his best friend, issac who's smashed the illusion potion which he'd previously snatched at him beforehand giving him a dangerous, yet hurt glare.

"WHY?! HAKU!! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?! WHERE ARE YOUR HORNS, TAIL, YOUR CLAWS?! YOUR SHARP TEETH?!"

Issac shouts at his best bro, tears threatening his eyes as a mix of confusion and anger bubbles up inside him, lost at why haku would ever think about hiding his true form from the world.

Haku on the other hand is pacing back and forth, tears streaming down his face as he growls angrily, he tugs at his hair as all the emotions he's bottled up until now finally come to the surface

"DAMNIT ISSACC!!! YOU DON'T KNOW SHIT!!"   He snaps, he leans over him, glaring at him with a pure firey angered expression, when he sees isacc's surprised caught off gaurd expression he softens down, taking a step back and sucking in a breathe.

"..."  silence fills the room.

"Wh-"...

Fuck. It's painfully silent. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

That's all haku thinks. A screaming mind, nonverbal lips. His heart tightens at the memories.

The whole reason why he ever touched that God's damned potion. A potion that hides his true form, his true self.

The memories come back, hitting him, no, piercing him like an arrow to the chest.

The memories, God's.. not those memories.

"What happe-"

"It's in the past, isacc.."

Haku quickly cuts him off. Desperate to avoid that question, because he knows he'll break.

"Cut the bullshit. I fucking KNOW you!! you stupid bastard!! Now spit it out!!"

Issac walks closer

"WHY. are. You. Using. A GOD'S DAMNED ILLUSUON POSITION?!?

"Because I was tortured!! By the people I called "friends"!!

Haku practically roars out as tears flood down his face. For the first time in a long time, he's finally *feeling* it. The pain, the trauma, the burden of pushing everything down, filling a balloon until it bursts, metaphorically.

And once again, silence...

But this time, the silence is loud. Issac's expression is enough to speak a thousand words. His lips move but no words come out. A chill shoots through his spine, his heart throbs against his chest.

"Who"

he growls angrily as tears slowly flood his eyes.

"Rueban, Anna, and...karl.."

"Ho-..fuck..wh- DAMNIT!!"

"..."

"When.."

"6 months ago."

"What-" issac struggled to find the words. His expression morphed into a tenderness and gentleness as he slowly takes a step closer to his best friend, basically his brother at this point. He places a hand on his shoulder, stabilising him

"What happened, bro....?"

Haku looks at him, taking a deep breathe. Trying to mentally prepare himself for a trip into memory lane, but this isn't a nice lane, no laughter, love, joy, nostalgia, this is painful, terrifying, gruesome, traumatising.

Phantom pain shoots through hakus body,

Like a thousand needles stabbing him.

He takes a deep breathe, rumbling softly as he exhales.

It happened 6 months ago-

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To be continued~

[silverstonewolf]

Spirit time

Ch 1

The great escape

Once a pond a time, everyone was given magic by spirits, but one day, the highest family killed a spirit. Because their son died by absorbing two elements spirits, so magic was gone, but the spirits had to give it to some because it gets too much. But thanks to the kingdom that killed the spirit, they caught the kids and used it in war because they knew how to stop magic.

My name is Rocco, and I am master of wind magic, we had nice rooms, but they were cells that we were only let out for war. So I never met everyone else, but I knew their were six of us of each different element. One of us was unique, I had smart clothes, and when I ear foot sets to my cell, the princess cousin opened the cell door. "You will come with me," she said, holding a chain. "Do you have permission to do this?" I ask there was enough silence for me to get it that hadn't but still like to know who gave her the key. "Who cares you are going to come with me to show off your power to our enemies and Allies," said said put on the chain.

We went to the party, "say hello to the master of wind," she said loudly. A man came up to me and asked me to show off my powers, I made a table float behind him. "Wow, now let's see if you could stop an arrow mid fly," an Archer shoots at me, I stop the arrow. Everyone clapped "well we'll what is going on here, why have you taken him out of his cell thinking it was ok?" Said the princess (Carla),"I thought it would be a good idea to show off our power," said the cousin. She looked terrified, "take his back to his cell and cousin, I think we need a word to continue with the party," said Carla.

When we entered the build of cells, suddenly the gaurds gave me the keys and took off the chains. I realised that Celenia, the psychic magic user, was a wake. I unlocked the other four: Aiden, the user of fire (shot brown hair, eyes and was eight years old), Chione the lce user (ginger hair, green eyes and was ten years old) Rowan the earth user ( brown hair, green eyes, brown skin and was fifteen years ago) Draven the user thunder and lightning user ( blonde hair, blue eyes and was ten years old) as for me (grey hair, brown eyes and I was twelve years old)

We ran to where they were keeping Celenia to help get us out of here together. We found her in a well we pulled her up she was soaking wet I use the last key yo free her chains and ran off. Luckily, we got to abandon the house in between the border before Carla put up guards to every cross to the next county. One of us went down to the lake and found an unconscious man who was dressed like a samaria. She brought him home, and I dropped the deer I have brought for food, "Chione, why did you?" I ask,"his hurt," I tried to argue, but she kept repeating. So I gave up and brought him in, everyone else protested, but just like me, I gave in and healed him up three days later as I went to get water a bunch of knights turn up surrounding me. I was terrified, but just then, the Samurai come be held by Chione. "Stop these kids, save me," he told them they took us to a mirror in a tree "first I am sorry, how your kind is treated in this time, but this mirror can take you to a different time" said the samurai "why should we believe," said Rowan "you don't just try why would I lair when am this far from home". He had a point, so we went to the mirror, and we were shoved into a different time.

[sleepingdeath-light]

Another beautiful day at sea, Lord Oyster's gaze was fixated on the endless sea, feeling a sense of longing. However, his peaceful thoughts were interrupted by the hardy laughter of Captain Abalone.

"Aye... Look at all these pineapples. Now, who on Earthbread would bring so many?", He chuckled and rubbed his chin as he stared into the barrel.

"Oh... That was me, Captain.", Lord Oyster replied, turning to look at Abalone. "Uh. You see, my partner packed them for me. But they wouldn't tell me why."

This just caused the other man to laugh harder, giving him a rather rough pat on the back. "Who woulda thought that soft lil Oyster would be such a dirty dog in bed!"

The words caused him to go red, "What!? What are you talking about?", He could barely form words, Abalone's grin caught him off gaurd.

"Lord Oyster... Don't tell me. Ye don't know!?", Another bellowing laugh."Aye... Pineapples make yer 'cream' taste better."

Now this caught him off gaurd, it took the young man a few seconds to process this, and now he was even more flustered. "Oh... Oh my." That certainly would explain a lot and how his partner was so desperate to make him bring along the pineapples.

"Looks like yer lover wanted a better flavour!", Abalone was getting a kick out of this, and seeing how flustered Lord Oyster was just added to his amusement. Wrapping his arm around the man's shoulder, he continued. "Now now... Tis nothing to be ashamed of. I'm sure your partner meant to harm... They were probably just tired of yer fishy taste!", Abalone cracked up again.

In a huff, Lord Oyster pulled away, both annoyed and embarrassed. Partly from the realization of why his lover packed him pineapples, but Abalone's teasing was what set him off. Crossing his arms, "Yeah... Hah. I suppose so.", He turned away, trying to think of an excuse to get away from this conversation before Abalone pried even farther. "Perhaps... I should go check the fishing nets?"

But before the Captain could even protest, Lord Oyster excused himself and ran off, leaving Abalone alone to smirk and laugh once more. "Aye... I bet his partner takes the lead."

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