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silvvermst · 7 months ago

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SWEATER WEATHER

SYNOPSIS :: the night where things get messy with feelings and mutual pining.

NOTE :: all characters are 18 and above

TYPE :: fluff / smut

WARNING :: dorks in love, aftercare, foreplay !!

I haven't even begun how the fuck he was able to climb up to my room, in a middle of a storm.

“Now, explain, what are you doing here?” I asked him with my arms twisted in front of my chest. Instead of answering, he let out a weak chuckle. Seriously! This guy!

“Alright, alright, before you throw me out of your window. I was, just, I was missing you. I get it, you were busy given that this is your last semester. I even texted you a bunch of times but you weren't picking up, I got worried and shit, I ended up here.” He continues his reasons, but I was already at my limit from laughing my ass off. “Hey! Stop laughing.”

I immediately wrapped my hands in his mouth, “Remember, you're not supposed to be here.” His shock was evident by how fast I have closed the gap between us. Yet he still nodded, and it was my cue to let him go.

“You busy?” He asked in a more shushed voice, with his hand scratching his nape.

“Obviously, but since you're here might as well just take a break. Want to pop a movie? I have a subscription with Netflix... I think, check it out if I still have it.” I told him, while I prepared a snack. A bucket of popcorn and two bottles of beer I snuck in last night.

I sat the popcorn and beer down at a small table and hopped on my bed, while Warren fixed my projector. “Come on, it's already good.”

He looked at the projector one final time, before plopping down on the floor. “What are you doing there?”

Surely enough a blush appeared on his cheeks, staining it like a fairy dust. “You're gonna let me sit at your bed?”

“I don't see why not.” I answered and didn't wait for him to move his ass because I was already pulling his arms towards me.

The beginning of the movie in which I picked out–because he was too flustered by the fact he is just realising he was in a girl's room, even though he's the one who barged in– a rom-com movie, 10 Things I Hate About You.

“Are you uncomfortable?” He asked, his body was as stiff as a board sitting on my bed which is opposite from me as I'm laying while munching down on the popcorn.

“Warren, stop worrying about me, in fact I feel the exact opposite. So, I'd feel even better if you start getting comfortable as well.” I informed him, patting the space he's not occupying that's next to me.

He grunted but obliged, laying down with his back pressed against a ton of soft pillows. “I might be stuck in your bed forever, how come ours was never this soft and fluffy.”

I chuckled at his reaction, “That's because I always make sure to at least clean it from time to time.” Then, all I heard from him was a small ‘Hmm’.

The movie was halfway towards the end and I can feel him get closer with occasional comments about how cliché and predictable the scenes are. Of course, I have to defend my favourite movie.

“But isn't it romantic?” I dejected when the next scene was the characters kissing in the car.

I waited for his answer but he's gone quiet by how he keeps watching the scene. “Have you even got your first kiss?” God, my mouth won't shut up today.

In an instance, his head snapped back to me. It was a long second before he answered I added immediately, “I was kidding, you don't have to answer that.”

“No..” He answered, cutting off my initial plan to back out from my question. But the way he said it makes it sound like he's not even sure.

“Seriously? Come on, you can't be that much of a virgin loser.” I joked, but he smacked my arm lightly yet he's still laughing.

“I don't, I don't think anyone is interested in dating me, let alone kiss me.” He said, but I can hear the melancholy in his voice.

I sat up and got closer to him, "Hey, Warren, anyone will be lucky to have you. Jesus, you're a joy to be with. I know that since you've been my best friend ever since.”

He smiled, but I don't think he meant it, “Yeah, friends. Are we really just friends?”

The moment the words left his mouth, I felt uneasiness. I'm not oblivious with the fact how there were lingering glances when he thought I wasn't aware, or how his hands softly touched mine and wouldn't let go when I let him. Fuck! This was dangerous to play.

“Don't you consider us friends?” Pretend, that's what I've been doing ever since I found out about his feelings. If I do this, surely, his feelings would go, right? Wrong!

Instead his hand touched one of mine, “Do best friends go around kissing when they're drunk in a party?”

My body felt like it's been dumped with water that's filled with ice. Fuck! He remembers that? It was that stupid party by the Vortex Club, I was too fuck out of my head that the moment I saw him at that party I didn't get to control myself and just kissed him.

I was speechless, where do I even begin with. I looked at his features, the laughter we had together, his quip comments, all of it was gone, just his stoic eyes staring right at me.

The credits of the movie faded into black, making his features blurry and only a silhouette was what I saw. “Warren, I–”

My words and breath were knocked out of my mouth and instead, replaced it with his lips. I feel my body paralyzed for a minute and all my senses were blocked from his kiss.

He's kissing me? Oh, shit. Goddammit, kiss back!

The minute has already passed by but his left hand was already on my waist pushing me down the bed and got on top of me, his lips never once leaving mine and only urging me on for more.

I have to stop this, it won't end well. Things will get much weirder between us, I'll lose him if it doesn't work.

“Warren..” I breathed out when I slightly pushed him away, giving time to breathe. Yet he didn't stop, his lips were tracing my jaw leaving small kisses. I almost moaned his name when he kept going further. “We have to stop.”

“One more minute, please. Then, I'll go.” He begged, his hands roaming my body. I didn't even stop it, one of my hands was on his head patting his hair almost as if encouraging him to continue.

Fuck, please, give me strength to resist him.

“W, we really have to stop.” I breathed out, but my words fell deaf on his ears, instead he sucked a spot where my jaw connects to my earlobe. This time, I didn't get to stop moaning his name out loud.

My noise was enough for him to stop from what he was doing and looked at my face, it was only this time I got to see his eyes that was full of desire and almost as if he was going to cry.

“Do you really want me to stop? If you mean it, then I'll leave.” His voice was filled with desperation.

I looked at the rain, how hard it was pouring. “Don't look at anything else, look at me.” His hand softly touched my jaw guiding me to look at him face to face.

The truth dawned on me, I really can't resist him from the very start so why even bother. I closed my eyes and instead pulled him closer to me, this time, I'm the one who initiated the kiss. Only this was much more passionate. When two parties both want the same thing it usually ends where their clothes are disposed of and left on the ground.

The soft touches turned into harsh grips on my waist as his lips press small bites on my neck that will surely leave red bruises for the majority of the next day. Do I even care if it means he's the one who's doing it?

My hands started fidgeting and he took it as a sign to take my hands and make it wrapped around his torso. “You don't have to do anything, I'll do it for you.” He gently says near my ear before kissing my cheeks and pulling away to look at the state he put me in. My ears were ringing and all I hear is the sound of our pants and moans, did the rain already stop?

He mumbled with his words but I got to hear some of it, “I don't think I'll be able to let you go after this.”

Then he proceeded to finish his work, but this time, his hand slides dangerously from my waist to hips, fiddling with the fabric of my panties. If only I could read his thoughts, I wonder how much self control he has to stop himself from pulling it off of me. His lips found the curves of my collarbones and he didn't wait a second when my hands pushed him further into my chest. The warmth of his mouth filled my senses, the nudge of his tongue on my nipples is enough to send shivers to every part of me.

“Warren...” I softly called out to him and of course, as a gentleman he immediately stopped.

In return, he looked at me with the softest eyes I have ever seen that was almost filled with worry. “Did I do something?”

“No!” I replied, softly brushing his hair out of his flushed face. “I, I don't think I'm ready yet... for what's to happen next.”

“Oh.” Here we go, he's gonna get mad that I just led him on. But instead he smiled and kissed me on the forehead. “It's alright, we'll do whatever you want.”

“You're not mad?” I perked up, surely he might get angry.

We both sit up on the bed, he and I were already shirtless but the difference is he still has his jeans on. “Why should I? I'm in my happiest state right now. I just kissed you, and you kissed me back! Hey, I'm not mad at you for taking things slow. I'm respecting your decision, sunshine.”

Right, this is Warren. He's not the guys I've dated before. “Here, you can wear mine.” He told me, picking up his sweater from my floor and dusting it off before handing it to me.

I thanked him and the moment I wore his sweater his scent that filled my nostrils earlier came back. I couldn't resist hugging myself to feel his clothes on my body.

“You know, when you asked me earlier about my first kiss I was contemplating whether or not I should even consider our kiss from that night on the club.” He says with his hand behind his neck.

Of course, I remembered it. How could I not? It was one slip up, I had to pretend it never happened or he might be weirded out from my behaviour. It was better to blame the alcohol rather than my feelings.

“I'd prefer if you didn't regret it.” His eyes were the one thing that kept me grounded, I couldn't even look away from shame. “I knew you remembered it too, I just don't know why you have to hide it.”

“It would be better for the both of us if none of it happened. Warren, if this doesn't work out, I might lose...”

“Would you rather want to lose me now?” His question left me stunned. “Or don't you at least want to try and see what it's like to be with me? I love you, for such a long time. I was just afraid you didn't feel the same.” He paused, his voice trembling with anticipation. “But tonight, my perception changed. Give me a chance, please. If you think it won't work out in the end, at least we had the chance to love each other.”

I thought about the endless possibilities, considering the consequences, but none of it mattered the moment he kissed me tonight. All I wanted was to kiss him back, to feel more of his warmth. So in the end, all the worries and doubts turned my feelings around.

I was speechless, but I mustered my strength to look him in the eyes before kissing him again. With the same passion as earlier. He's right, he always has been right. It didn't take him too long to wrap his arms around me and kiss me back.

The moment we pulled away I could see from his eyes how happy he was, even though his smile was evident from his cheeks.

“I love you.” There, I finally said it. Caressing his cheeks.

Then a knock interrupted both of us, “Hey, lovebirds at least keep it down. We have a test tomorrow.” Juliet's voice echoed throughout my room that we have to prevent ourselves from laughing out loud.

“We should get some sleep, or they'll definitely report us.” I said, scooting over to give him some space on my bed for him to lay on.

“You want me to stay?” He asked when he realized what I was doing.

“Why? You want to go back with how hard it is raining outside? Absolutely not!” I said with my hands settled on my hips, “So please, come and sleep with me for tonight. Then, I'll throw you out my window tomorrow.”

He chuckled before bending over to me, “Thanks, sunshine. That's so sweet of you.” He said with sarcasm and sweetness in his tone.

The night ended with both of us cuddling together as I'm wearing his sweater, while his hands kept stroking my hair. As the storm outside brewed, my thoughts wandered, if ever I would have to sacrifice anything, it would be for this boy.

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the-firebird69 · 2 years ago

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His ass lne clones I've been talking about our son in front of everybody in a bad way. Never doing it for many years and they're very very loud and they're extremely wrong. His trumps just have to go to their bunch of f****** morons. They're arguing over with the social security is going to make it stupid s*** like that we have to start attacking them and he said to go ahead and do so much a morons up there fill the place up so I'm going to take care of it and we are going to make sure that they understand it wrong in other words it was starting it now

Another news we're finding almost every single idiot that has contact with her son to be almost 100% opposed to doing anything that they say they're going to do all the time we don't want to hear it we don't want to see you doing it you do it so often and everybody does it that you're useless you just don't want to deal with you people you don't want to work you don't want to play you don't want to go anywhere you don't have to stay anywhere so you're f****** dead especially you Stan you f****** piece of s*** and sit around for days cuz you can't figure out what your job is at all and a horse's ass we mean it too we're going to fix your wagon we're buying up all your properties just like you said to and we're taking your assets we can't stand you the empire is now taking your ships they should have a long time ago you're such a huge a******

-we have a huge number of things to do and we don't have time for you to morons you start up with us we're just going to start killing you he says we should probably do that so we're going to do that cuz you won't stop

-there's a number of things that are going on today people are realizing they've been had by Tommy f across the board finally get all that stuff from doing nothing so they're going after him and they're taking care of business and they're going to take him apart and we're seeing that there's a whole bunch of people who are in trouble because of him and we're going to make sure that they pay for what they're doing they don't want to hear them anymore their behavior we don't hear their laughter about nothing or about stuff about our son we don't want to see you losers in any way you're the dumbest people we've ever met and we didn't never want to meet you you're so stupid and I'm sitting in teams so I'm going to take care of you people going after your money Trump you should know that you're a fool you mention it they go after you that's all but after doing they're going after your money too because they're looking at the stocks and finding out you sold them

-there is a pile of morlock here who are trying to threaten our son using finances and taxes and we have to go after them and we should take it seriously so we can get rid of them to figure out who's behind other things that are more potent in other words it is potent but only in a certain light but they're adding to it so let's detract from it by eliminating the idiots

-we got millions of calls from his posting and it was mostly what I had him right millions and they're saying why you writing that and stuff like that you're poor boys and all this smack talk from these idiots and we went out and killed tons of them huge numbers of fake IRS agents went to the IRS and they're fighting IRS agents giant numbers using it as an excuse their tax evaders massive numbers of clones who had evaded taxes and they're up going up there to try and get the taxes that they submitted and trying to get it out of the computer huge numbers okay there's armies at them and I'm going to use this cover to attack idiots who are going after a son all over social security is one of them I need these people out of there including Biden they keep saying it's defunct and he's a loser since you're threatening yourself and you're a loser just like to clan turned into

-so he's a moron okay things are some can't do anything we're going to go up there and do stuff that m*********** is going to pay and nuata Ariana are volunteering and we're requesting that they do the job and they know what to do and I want it right now taking your stuff Biden

-you have several things happening here in Charlotte county one of them is that you people all have huge mouths you have huge attitudes that don't match what you can do and you're all a bunch of jackasses so I'm going to come in and figure out what you're doing it for what you're really doing is saying you're worth nothing and you're a big wimps you can't do anything and you've never done anything value and we know that's all so we're going to make sure that you pay for what you're doing other words it's so damned annoying that we're going to have you pay for the annoying stuff and you can't believe it but you will and you're all threatening for your piece of the pie of Tommy f and we are going after you for that too.

-it's a huge number of people saying we have to get started doing stuff and stop talking about how bad this idiots are and I agree it has some effect talking about them being stupid and lame but really it's not as much as we should have but people get very mad and we use angry people as cover and it is valuable but we have to do both and without the other one we might as well we just one of these people and I'm saying it and we're moving in here and we're doing work and we're going to town right now we have three projects up there in Port Charlotte and three supposed to be opening up in punta Gorda but Bja can't seem to get it up and he's trying to but he's just not doing it so we're going to have to nudge it along and we really have to get to it and immediately you have a lot to do today I'm going to start pressing buttons

-the sun is a good point we complaining about these idiots so much it has an effect in the future start complaining about the max

-already doing it and it says it's good and it is

-we have a lot of stuff happening you're not there are not huge changes in the numbers but there are changes we have only 15 million people at the border and another 10,000 have gotten up from 20,000 this morning and that is also a record. Leaving 220,000. And it's increasing the number that are going there and they're getting butchered and they never seem to have the armament to match. And they're looking for the armament this morning is different

-they're 22,000 people just getting up and they're going to the back side so if we don't have the Army we have to do something. And that would bring us to 200,000 remaining here but 10,000 more getting up and we suspect more will momentarily. This will of course piss off the max

-all 200,000 that are remaining are wondering what to do and a whole bunch of them just decide to try and help that's why we have about 30,000 going there and about 30 more thousand are up and leave only 40,000 here and they'll be in a crisis and Tommy F will be too and he tried all night to get in and couldn't and now his Stone fleet might try

-in a few moments they're going to assemble and we mean the stone chips and the warlock May rally around it and that they have to try and get here if they're going to do that it probably will be a huge offensive

-we see the stone chips moving. The ships behind the Sun would still take 3 days to get here and that's the time they have.

-this is a massive day there's nothing that outweighs today this happened for years many many years it is a giant giant day and there are huge things happening here and our son and daughters and finally it's very aggravating and it will be a big change and Tommy F will be engaged and then he will be down people think those huge ships are going to be a problem they'll have to all attack them but usually it works and there will be a moment of peace and the morlock will be wiped out for siding what time you have it's going to happen shortly.

-a number of people are attacking Trump and it is for his vulgar actions against the clan and their attacking Tommy f. It is won tonn violence in out of control. We don't promote it but these people deserve it need to see it people are full of rage and hatred against them right now time you have his backed into a corner in Los Angeles with a small team and a huge crowd of people beating his team up soon they'll be at him and might rip him apart because it's disgusting. They heard a son say it's disgusting with his head bowed and said a little prayer and made fist of Tommy F and said beat him to hell it's a big push and a crushing him and then see him signaling to say stupid stuff the crust is hands and he's saying stupid things about her son and they're kicking him in the mouth now they're here dude stop anything Tommy it says no you're dead so I'm sorry but you are this should be a lot more angry about what's happening to them than to my family they pick them up and they're asking questions and they're telling off clones. It's a huge crowd and the max and they're killing off warlock tons of them are going to town on these idiots I'm just saying it too you turned it into a disgusting show for them to see the whole thing personally now we're going to tear you apart. Millions and millions of morlock are dying a second out there they'll be gone from California in a few minutes it's spreading across the country great hateful things you're doing are going to pay for it right now it's at Arizona and moving fast shortly and they needed him in and he is in the Colin Mac and tell him and he says we're going to call me anyways he says of course it's better this way this is of course it is these people are disgusting and then they said you're right about something everyone hates them yes so damn sacrilegious it's stupid.

-right now there are 245 million people gathering at the border and there might be more and most of them are like are going there 30 more thousand leaving 10,000 here

-is going to be a war on these morlock here and all over the world right now the issuing notices right now urgent alerts

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thelikesofus · 2 years ago

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we all fall (down)

Buddie | 9-1-1 on Fox | 1475 Words | fluff, kisses, bruises, chim is a sore loser

The 118 firehouse throws a carnival fundraiser & Buck and Eddie take a tumble.

For the prompts: Three-Legged Race & Kissing Bruises

Not me ignoring all my WIPs cos they don't like me very much right now and writing a whole other fic. I spent all day trying to make progress on the Miscommunication Fic and got nowhere so a trawled a fic prompt generator for some inspiration and this happened.

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It's for charity, that's what Eddie keeps telling himself. It's for the children. Eddie likes children, he has a child. But staring out at the array of obstacles and the crowd of onlookers waiting for him to fall flat on his face, he's seriously reconsidering having turned up to work today.

"Are you sure you shuffled those?" Hen queries.

"Of course I did," Bobby confirms staring down at the pieces of paper in his hands as if they have personally offended him.

"Surely we redraw. They can’t be paired together. They have an unfair advantage." Chim complains trying to grab the container out of Bobby's hands.

"How do we have an advantage?" Buck says indignantly.

"You two practically share a brain, how do we know you won't cheat? Like, telepathically."

"Really, Chim?"

"It's a valid concern."

"Thank you, Ravi!"

"We're not redrawing, it'll take too long. Just pair up and let's get going, okay." Bobby says, always the voice of reason, though he still looks decidedly frustrated as he watches Buck collect his piece of rope and head in Eddie's direction.

"You ready, partner?" Buck grins at him and Eddie's heart does a flip-flop in his chest.

"As I'll ever be," Eddie replies, casting a glance back at the crowd until he spots Chris standing at the edge. He's leaning against Maddie's side and waves frantically when he catches Eddie's gaze. Eddie waves back with his best I'm super excited to run a three-legged race (in front of a bunch of strangers whilst physically tied to my best friend who doesn't know I'm in love with him) face.

Even he doesn't know what that expression looks like but he hopes it's positive.

This whole debacle was Buck's idea, obviously. Early last week they had a call to the local orphanage after one of the kids had climbed out the window playing hide and seek and found himself stuck on the fire escape. The window had fallen shut behind him and then gotten jammed. Thankfully when the other kids found him they had the decency to tell the Matron who called 911 after not being able to pry the window back open herself.

The drive back to the station in the engine mainly consisted of Buck blabbing on about depressing social services statistics and generally bringing down the mood after what had been a simple and successful rescue. Later Buck had suggested to Bobby that they hold a fundraiser for the orphanage and Bobby had agreed that as long as Buck came up with the theme and did most of the organizing, he would run it by the Chief. After much debate and chewing Eddie’s ear off about it throughout dinner the following evening, Buck had decided on a small-scale, classic carnival.

So far the day was going off without a hitch. Eddie was put in charge of the balloon darts, Hen was judging a very competitive game of corn hole and Buck only lasted an hour in the dunk tank before he switched out with Chim. Eddie then had to watch him walk around him in a sopping wet LAFD t-shirt for the rest of the afternoon.

"I'm watching you, Buckley!" Chim calls as they stand on the starting line.

"Watch your own feet, Howard, or you'll trip!" Buck shouts back. Eddie can't help but chuckle at the way Chimney's face screws up.

Buck wraps one arm around Eddie's shoulders and Eddie follows suit, folding his own arm around Buck's waist. Tucked in this close he can smell Buck's deodorant and the laundry powder from Eddie's own washing machine. It's a good combination. Too good really.

"Take your marks!" Lucy shouts from the sidelines, from the corner of his eye Eddie can see Chimney and Ravi, and Hen and Bobby take their positions.

"Let's smoke 'em." He whispers to Buck and he gets a wide grin in return. Eddie may not be all that keen on public displays of idiocy but he never said he wasn't competitive. Besides, he'd like to wipe the smirk off Chim's face, for the children.

"Get set!"

Game time.

"Go!"

Inside leg, outside leg, repeat. Maybe Chim was onto something, like everything else they do together, Buck and Eddie are perfectly in sync and quickly taking the lead. Bobby and Hen are gaining on them, Chim and Ravi obviously let their need to win overtake their ability to communicate, both starting with their left leg, causing them to stumble right from the get-go.

Eddie's heart is thrumming in his chest, adrenaline pumping, and Buck's hand gripping his shoulder tightly as the finish line comes into view. Eddie swears he can hear Christopher shouting from the sidelines and it spurs him on even more.

As quickly as it started it's all over and predictably Buck and Eddie race through the finishing tape well ahead of the other pairs, followed by Hen and Bobby and then Chimney and Ravi, complete with another round of complaints about their suspected telepathic connection.

"I call for a rematch!" He shouts.

"Shut up, Chim." Ravi grumbles, "You're the one that made us lose in the first place."

"No, that was definitely you! I said outside leg first."

"We agreed on inside leg."

There's commotion all around them, and Eddie can still hear Christopher cheering.

The excitement of their win is what causes their downfall, quite literally. They lose their balance in an instant, their ankles getting tangled as Buck throws a fist in the air in victory. Moments later they are twisted in a heap on the ground, Buck groaning as his head collides with Eddie's shoulder and Eddie barely suppresses a shout as Buck knees him in the upper thigh, a little too close for comfort.

"Ouch," Buck says, his forehead pressed against Eddie's sternum. It's only then that Eddie realizes that he'd wrapped his arms around Buck in an attempt to protect him from the fall.

"You okay?"

"I think I'm gonna have a black eye." Buck reaches up to cup one side of his face and he's right, Eddie can already see color blooming across the ridge of his cheekbone.

"Can we try to sit up?" Eddie asks, already surveying whose limbs are where in the knot they created.

"Ahh yeah just-" Buck tries to roll off him but forgets that their ankles are still tied and just ends up pulling both their legs in the wrong direction. "Shit."

Eddie puts a hand on his shoulder to stop him and reaches for the rope. "Hang on a second, stop moving."

The angle he has to lean at to reach their feet has Eddie pressed almost flush with the side of Buck's ribcage and he can feel the way Buck's heart pounds against his chest.

"Almost got it, hang on." The rope slips in his shaking fingers, high on adrenaline and the closeness of Buck, but eventually, he manages to pull one end free and the rope falls away, separating their limbs.

He puts his hand on Buck's shoulders and helps him to right himself as they shuffle up onto their knees. "There we go. Okay, look at me."

"Eddie. It's fine." Still, he lets him hold his chin as he checks both of Buck's eyes and the already forming bruise. He must have given himself quite the knock on the way down.

"Are you dizzy? Nauseous?"

"No and no. I'm fine, really. It just hurts a bit, you know, throbbing."

"You are definitely going to have a black eye," Eddie confirms and his tongue gets stuck to the roof of his mouth as Buck turns his brilliant blue gaze directly at him. His eyes are wide and a little bit watery and Eddie gets lost in them. Maybe there is a little bit of telepathy between them after all because, in that instant, Buck's chin still cupped between his fingers and his knee pressed into Eddie's thigh, he swears something falls into place between them. He doesn't even care if anyone is watching him anymore.

Eddie leans forward and presses a gentle kiss just under Buck's eye over the blooming patch of red and purple. He hears Buck's breath hitch as he lingers and can't help the small smile he presses against the warm skin of his cheek.

"There, it'll heal faster now," Eddie whispers as he pulls away.

Eddie straightens, brushing his hands off on his knees as he stands up. "Right, I think that's enough games for me."

He's trying hard to ignore the mooning look that has spread across Buck's face. His blue eyes are wide and almost vacant in their stunned expression. He pats Buck on the shoulder and heads for the loft.

"No, wait! Eddie!" He hears scrambling from behind him and then Buck's footsteps running after him. "I heard they need more volunteers for the kissing booth!"

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golbrocklovely · 3 years ago

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revenge of the nerd // sam golbach

A/N: the inspiration behind this fic is the photo below of sam. idk what came over me when i saw them (or the first time he wore that outfit), but i immediately had a whole fic idea when he posted them. i didn’t make this a y/n insert bc… the main character is super unlikable bc she is comically a popular girl, and i highly doubt any of yall want to be put in those shoes lol but anyway please tell me what you think about this fic ! i enjoyed writing it so hopefully you enjoy reading it.

prompt: stacy doesn’t like anyone that isn’t popular, and that includes sam. but when dared to kiss him, will she give into her feelings or win the bet?|| fem OC x sam golbach

trigger warning: SMUT, cursing, drinking/partying, over-the-top popular!OC, think of teenage comedy levels of caring about popularity but set in college, sam is a “nerd”, slight dubcon… but not really??, she actually likes it but won’t admit it at first, but then gives in, so… just be aware of that if that’s something you don’t like

word count: 3091

Being popular has always been my number one priority, ever since high school. I surrounded myself with only popular people; jocks, cheerleaders, - pretty people - and have kept it that way since I was 15. Now I'm 22, about to graduate college, and I'm still popular. I joined the best sorority at my school, cheer for our elite football team, and only talk to and socialize with the coolest fraternities on our campus. The idea of being around uncool people, nerds, is so... gross to me. Do they not realize how low on the totem pole they are? Like, why would you strive to be a loser?

"This party is so fucking lame." Heather, my best friend, sighed.

I nodded. "It's because Jared won't put on the good playlist, the one with all the early 2000s hits."

"What I would do for a Missy Elliot song right now..." Heather groaned.

I rolled my eyes. "I'll go tell him."

"You know he isn't gonna change it." She called back.

"You underestimate my abilities." I winked.

I shuffled through the party, making my way over to Jared who was by the speakers. Before reaching him, I pulled my skirt up, letting it show just a little of my ass, and shifting my bra around so my breasts were up and closer to my chin.

I seductively strolled up to Jared, lightly laying a hand on his shoulder. His eyes remained on his laptop. "What's up, Stacy?"

“Hey Jared, I was just wondering if you were taking some song requests.” I asked softly.

He shook his head, finally looking up at me. “Not at the moment, no.”

I held back my distain of the music playing around us, keeping my voice sweet. “Me and Heather would really appreciate it if you could play some early 2000s songs instead of... whatever this playlist is.”

“I don't know. I haven't heard anyone complaining.” He commented.

My voice dropped, annoyed. “I have. Plus, no one is dancing. If you play, let's say, a Missy Elliot song, people would dance. Girls... would be dancing.”

He glanced up at me, his eyes narrowing for a moment. Then he scanned my body up and down. "Would you dance?"

"Absolutely." I whispered, leaning towards him.

He cleared his throat. “After this song... I’ll play some Missy.”

"Perfect. You're ama-" A loud bunch of laughs cut me off, making me look up. Around a table right near us, were the worst kind of people. The type of people that stick out the most at parties.

Nerds.

I gasped, staring at them. "Who invited them?"

“Those guys? They're cool, Stacy.” Jared responded.

I scoffed. “Highly doubt that.”

“No seriously. I met them in a business class of mine. They're chill.” He replied.

One of them glanced up in our direction, their blue eyes landing on me. He flicked his blonde hair out of his eyes, looking me up and down.

“Who's that one?” I questioned.

Jared stared up at the group. “That’s Sam. He's really dope.”

“A man wearing that colorful of a shirt and khakis can't be dope. It's impossible.” I doubted, crossing my arms.

“Stacy, being friends with people outside of sororities and fraternities won't make you become a loser. Lighten up.” He remarked.

I turned to him, smiling bitterly. “So, are you gonna play that Missy Elliot song or not?”

Jared raised his eyebrows, scrolling over to the search bar on Spotify, and changed the song to 'Work It'. A bunch of people in the party cheered and I patted Jared’s shoulder. "Thank you."

When I looked back up at the party, that Sam guy was still staring at me. But he had a weird look on his face. He looked me over again, rolled his eyes, and took a swig of his drink.

Gross.

!!!!!

"Alright, alright. Who's ready for spin the bottle?" Heather yelled.

The party had been going on for a couple hours at this point, and everyone was feeling a bit buzzed. This was Heather's go-to to keep the party going.

Everyone in the room clapped and laughed, sitting closer to each other as a glass bottle was placed on the floor.

I sat down, smiling up at Heather. I gazed around the circle, looking at who was playing with us. A couple cute guys stuck out to me. I couldn’t help but bite my lip at all the different hotties.

"Okay, Stacy. Why don't you start us off?" Heather chuckled.

"With pleasure." I sat forward, gripped the bottle and spun it fast. It went around multiple times and finally slowed down. The bottle pointed to the left of me. I looked up, hoping one of the cute guys I saw was there, but instead... it was Sam.

Fuck! I didn't even see him!

His friends around him patted his shoulder, congratulating him.

“He's cute.” Heather mentioned, raising her eyebrows at me.

“I think the fuck not. Are you sure there isn’t someone else I can kiss?” I quickly stood up to meet Sam.

“Oh no. But we're gonna give you guys a more private setting to do this in.” Heather shoved me towards the closet, Sam's friends forcing him in as well. Before I could protest, the light to the closet was turned on as the door was slammed shut.

The light thumping of the music mixed with our breathing. I let out a huge sigh and leaned against the wall, trying not to knock over the coats next to me.

"I thought this was spin the bottle, not seven minutes in heaven." Sam mumbled jokingly.

I barked back. “So you know, I will not be kissing you.”

“Hey, that's your choice. I don't mind.” He threw his hands up defensively.

I hummed, my hands resting on my hips. “I'm surprised. I would think you would give any chance to kiss a girl.”

He scrunched up his face. “...Why would you think that?”

“Have you ever even kissed a girl?” I inquired.

“Yes I have. With tongue too.” He mockingly gasped, “I've also had sex.”

“That's surprising.” I deadpanned.

He cocked his head slowly. “Is there a reason why you don't like me? You don't even know me.”

“Look, I've tried my hardest to stay as far away from people like you since I was a freshman in high school.” I stated.

“And who are people like me?” Sam puzzled.

“Losers. Nerds. Non jocks and cheerleaders. You know, people who aren't popular.” I hissed.

He held back a laugh. “Wow. People like you actually exist?”

I scowled at him. “What the hell does that mean?”

“You still care about popularity.” He answered.

I jeered. “Like you don't.”

“No. I’m not still in high school.” He snapped back.

I rolled my eyes. “Whatever...”

The silence in the closet was heavy, boring me senseless. I glanced at Sam. He seemed lost in thought for a second, and finally our eyes connected.

“The only reason you won't kiss me is because I'm a nerd?” He asked.

“Yeah. I know how guys like you kiss. It's gross and not worth it.” I retorted, leaning against the wall.

He sassed. “I thought you said you don't go near people like me.”

“Well, you gotta kiss a frog or two before you find a prince.” I explained.

He raised an eyebrow at me. “How about I dare you?”

“Dare me to what?” I glared.

Sam bit his lip, holding back a smirk. “I dare you to kiss me. If you hate it, you can go out to that party and tell everyone that I suck at kissing and that I’m a loser.”

“You already are that.” I spoke, mocking his smile.

“Yeah, but now you can announce it to everyone.” He added, getting closer, “You can embarrass me in front of all your friends… maybe then they’ll realize what a loser I am.”

I paused, humming for a second. Finally, I looked back at him, sitting up. “Humiliating you does sound like so much fun.”

“But what if you lose?” He questioned, his voice low.

I held back a snort, stepping up to him and slowly moving my hands to his shoulders. “If I lose? That’s cute.”

He grabbed my wrists before I could even touch him. “If you lose, I get the satisfaction of knowing you liked it and that I, maybe, turned you on.”

“Right, okay.” I snickered, rolling my eyes.

“I’m serious.” His voice deepened, his eyes narrowing in on my lips.

I shrugged, freeing my wrists from his surprisingly gentle grasp. “Fine. Whatever. Just kiss me so we can get this over with.”

Sam leaned in quickly, his lips connecting with mine. The kiss was soft, sweet. Something I hadn't really experienced all that much with guys. Most guys I got with were rough, which was fine, but this... was a nice change of pace.

I mean, for a nerd.

Sam lightly cupped my hips, his thumbs rubbing my skin. I drifted my hands up to his shoulders, tracing his collarbone with my fingers. His tongue glided across my bottom lip. I inhaled at the movement.

Does he really think I'm gonna let him put his tongue in my mouth?

Suddenly, I felt his one hand snake across every one of my curves as it moved up my body, his hand finally stopping to tangle his fingers into my hair. Then his other hand drifted down and smacked my ass, squeezing it firmly. I gasped against his lips and his tongue slithered into my mouth. He tasted intoxicating, like mint and vodka. As our tongues danced against each other, I pushed my body closer to him, deepening the kiss.

What the fuck am I doing?! Am I really... liking this?

No! Of course not. He's the one that needs to be humiliated, not me.

Before I could even think to pull away, he backed me up until my body was forced up against the wall, taking me by surprise. The hand in my hair pulled lightly on my locks, making me almost moan into our kiss. His other hand massaged my upper thigh, rubbing circles into my almost exposed skin. His hand dipped lower, grazing the back of my knee and bringing it to around his hip.

He pressed his body against mine, forcing my other leg to spread open further. Then suddenly, he began to grind his hips against mine. The slow thrusts made me feel dizzy for a moment, my body flushed with heat.

I must be going crazy... this feels so good.

Sam ripped his mouth away from mine, kissing across my jaw and down my neck. He found my favorite spot, under my earlobe, and began to suck and nibble on the skin. Hearing and feeling his breath so close to my ear made my stomach do cartwheels.

I bit my lip hard, trying to keep my moans from escaping. I knew I shouldn't be liking this, but I couldn't stop myself. I couldn't help but feel turned on by Sam's actions. He really knew what to do to make me wet.

My cheeks turned even more pink as I felt the dampness in my panties grow. I hadn't even realize how turned on I had become. Sam's mouth drifted even further down and kissed the tops of my breasts.

I felt his name leave my mouth in a breathy whisper. His piercing blue eyes glanced up at me for a second, an almost smirk appearing on his lips.

Oh my God, the bet! I completely forgot about it.

One of his hands rested high up on the leg that was wrapped around his waist. I could feel it inching closer and closer to my sex, the pooling heat between my legs. I didn't want him to know how wet he was making me.

“Are you turned on?” His mouth murmured against my skin.

“W-what?” I stuttered.

“I said, are you turned on?” He repeated.

“No.” I muttered breathlessly.

He pursed his lips, squinting at me. “Are you lying to me?”

I huffed, furrowing my brow. “Why would I lie?”

“Because…” His hand swiftly cupped my sex, pressing my damp panties against my clit. I shuddered out a gasp, gripping his forearms from the sudden sensation. “I think your body says otherwise.”

“That d-doesn’t mean anything.” I squeaked.

He pressed his palm against my clit, rubbing circles. “No? Do you get this wet for everybody? That’s pretty slutty if you ask me.”

My cunt throbbed at his words. “I’m not a slut.”

“I didn’t say you were. I just said that if you get this wet for any guy that grinds against you for two seconds… than you’re slutty. But I don’t think that’s true.” Sam uttered, his eyes gazing into mine.

“It’s not.” I whimpered.

“I know, baby. You’re wet because I made you feel this… good.” His lips grazed my skin as he pressed his body against mine. “Just admit it and I’ll actually touch you.”

My hips bucked against his hand, wanting more. The small circles he rubbed into my aching clit were not enough, and I could feel my pussy soaking my panties more.

I grunted, squeezing his shoulders tight. “Jesus, fine. You turn me on, Sam. Now fucking touch me!”

“Gladly.” He narrowed his eyes at me, yanking my panties down to my knees. Then he slid his hand down to my sex again and began fingering me.

I leaned my head back against the wall, my eyes rolling back in pleasure. His speed wasn’t fast enough, and I needed more than just his fingers. My hands drifted down to his pants, undoing the belt quickly.

“What are you doing? We can’t fuck in here.” He protested, pulling away from my hands.

“Yes we can.” I argued.

“We’ll get caught. Aren’t they gonna come back?” Sam puzzled.

“No. Heather usually just throws couples into every closet and bedroom that’s in this house and ends the game. She never actually times it. So, we can fuck and not get caught.” I informed, yanking him by his belt loops back into me.

“Is that what you want?” He smirked, staring me down.

I nodded my head, unzipping his pants and letting his bulge pop out.

He grabbed my hand, keeping his fingers still inside me. “Say it.”

“Say what?” I choked.

“Say what you want me to do to you.” Sam commanded.

I exhaled deeply. “Why don’t you say it first?”

He sped up his fingers, making me bit my lip hard. “Of course I want to fuck you. You knew that the moment we made eye contact a couple hours ago. But now, I need to hear you say it.”

“You already know what I want.” I whined.

“I don’t know… How can I be sure you want me to fuck you unless you say it?” He slowed his movements down to an almost stop again.

I growled, bucking my hips. “Fuck you.”

“I think one of those words is wrong.” He chuckled darkly.

I stared up at the ceiling as he closed the space, his lips running up my neck.

“Come on baby. Use that pretty mouth for me,” Sam whispered harshly. “Tell me what you want.”

“Sam, just fuck me already.” My breath hitched, the desperation dripping from my voice.

His fingers picked up their pace again, going faster than before. “Is that what you want? You want me to fuck you?”

“Yes, please.” I begged.

“You want me to make you cum around my cock?” As his fingers slid in and out, his thumb began to massage my clit.

I moaned loudly. “Oh my God, yeah!”

“Are you close?” He asked, gazing into my eyes.

“Mm-hmm.” I panted, unable to form words.

He kept his pace until suddenly he slowed his fingers down, pulling them out hastily.

“W-what are you doing?” I stammered.

“I won the bet.” He muttered, his eyes meeting mine.

My heart stopped. “The bet…”

“Yeah. Did you forget about it?” His mouth twitched, a smile almost appearing.

“No, I remember it.” I cleared my throat, wrapping my hands around his waist. “But so what? You were right. You turned me on. And now you get to fuck me. Congratulations.”

“I don’t want to fuck you.” He moved my hands off him.

“That’s a lie.” I let out a short laugh, glancing down at his hard cock.

He licked his lips, zipping his pants back up. “Yeah, it is. Actually, I don’t think you deserve to fuck me.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” My face dropped, realizing he was serious.

“I’ve had popular girls before, and from personal experience… they aren’t that good,” he smiled smugly. “And even though you are dripping for me, you don’t deserve to cum.”

I scoffed loudly. “Fuck you!”

He shrugged, almost opening the closet door. Then he turned back to me. “Remember next time, be nice to nerds.”

Sam winked at me and brought his hand up to his mouth. He licked his fingertips, my juices still on them. My eyes widened at his action, watching as he tasted me. Then, he quickly grabbed the door handle and left me alone in the closet.

After a minute of catching my breath, I slid my panties back on, ignoring the uncomfortable sensation of the wet fabric.

Oh my God, what if he told people at the party about what happened?

I rushed out of the closet, searching quickly for Heather. She was by the beer pong table, cheering on a group of guys.

“Did Sam say anything?” I asked, tapping her arm as I reached her.

“What?” She responded.

I groaned. “Did Sam say anything when he left the closet?”

“No. He came up to me, said he had to go back to his dorm, and just left. He didn’t even say goodbye to his friends.” She admitted.

I exhaled. “Oh thank God.”

Her eyes scanned my face. “Are you okay? Your face is so red.”

“Um… yeah.” My eyes made contact with Jared across the room, “I just… need to go do something real quick.”

I walked up to him, moving past the girl that he was talking to. “Hey Jared?”

“Yeah?” He questioned.

I pushed my body up against his, pressing my lips to his ear. “I want you to take me upstairs and fuck me.”

He choked on his drink. “What?”

“Take me upstairs and fuck me.” I stated bluntly, glaring into his eyes.

He nodded his head nervously, grabbing my hand. “Uh… sure thing.”

|| PART 2 >>

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prettyblfan · 4 years ago

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Coffee Shop Boy

Chapter Two

Just as he thought by the time he had finished his shift and set off for school Sorawit managed to completely forget about his encounter with very mysterious That.

As he walked into his classroom he instantly locked eyes with his best friend Nam. Despite only being in Viangpa Mork for only 3 months him and Nam seemed to connect instantly, she practically took Sorawit under her wing because he was too gullible for his own good. During his first week of school some boys in their class convinced him that the girls toilet was actually the boys toilet, ever since then she's felt very protective over him. However, this was practically the same for Sorawit after all Nam was pretty, popular and funny a complete package so he felt like if was his job to protect from all the shameless creeps that through themselves at her.

Sorawit pulled out his seat next to Nam and smiled,

"Have you done the maths homework" he cheekily asked putting on his sweetest voice. He plan to do it this morning but all the customers decided to pack in all at once so in the end he didn't have any time to finish it.

"No, I though you would do it! that's why I didn't bother" Nam said pulling a pout while she flopped onto the desk in front of her.

"Ahh, why don't you ask one of the multiple guys who have a crush on you" Sorawit responded, despite how calm they both seemed the end result of not handing in homework was quite harsh. They'd get one or two whole weeks of detention. As they went to a very high ranked and respected school it was only natural that standards were set to such a high level, but regardless they couldn't help but think it was stupid.

"No way, they always end up expecting soo much more in return, i can't handle the entitlement." Nam said dryly her voice dripping with disgust.

Sorawit knew exactly what she meant, whenever she'd show the smallest bit of kindest or even ask for a favour they always seemed to think that they deserved something in return. And that something was her body. In alot of situations although Sorawit couldn't fight he'd end up stepping in and trying to protect her.

"Umm, I guess we'll just have to settle for one week of detention then." Sorawit laughed after all his friend's safety was his top priority.

Just as both Nam and Sorawit were prepared to accept their fate one of the girls in their class came in yelling,

"Miss Jane isn't in."

It was this one line that seemed to save their lives, miss Jane was their maths and foreign language teacher as well as a tutor at the school. She was only strict because wanted the best for them but sometimes she could really be too ruthless.

As they no longer had a teacher for two of their lesson both Nam and Sorawit messed about, joking and talking the entire time.

For Sorawit the rest of the day went by without a hitch.

By the end of school Sorawit felt like death, maybe waking up at 3 am wasn't going to work for him. As he almost feel asleep against his bike Nam flicked his head.

"Are you gonna give me a ride home today or not" Nam said impatiently as she hopped onto the back of his bike (Sorawit is too much of a soft boy to be riding round on a motorbike, so he has a bicycle a yellow one at that).

Before Sorawit could respond the most obnoxious sounding voice echoed out.

"Nam!"

Standing at the gate was a couple of boys probably a year older than them. They were all in Sorawit's eyes dressed like gangsters, their pants were unnecessarily low and they all opted for darker colours (yes this is what gangsters look like in Sorawit's mind, maybe mine too). The one that called out to Nam was tall but not that handsome the only thing that stood out about him was the polished black motorcycle next to him.

Sorawit looked at Nam puzzled.

"It's a long story, just ignore them." Nam said urging Sorawit to hurry up.

Sorawit despite being known for not being very quick witted caught on quite fast, this must be one of Nam's countless admirers.

He pulled Nam along on his adorable yellow bike and although others may not not agree with him, Nam in fact said it was too girly. Regardless Sorawit didn't see anything wrong with it. It was just the right amount of cute, the yellow made it stand out and the small daisies dotted about the bike made it even more pefect in Sorawit's eyes.

As they approached the gates they were quickly blocked, just as Sorawit had expected. However, Sorawit knew for a fact they wouldn't try anything as long as they were on school property, but unfortunately he couldn't say the same for when they had left.

"Nam let's hang out today, on me" he said eying her up and down.

"Pong, I remember telling you I was busy when you asked me yesterday." She replied obviously not interested in hanging out with him at all.

"What, busy hanging out with this loser instead." The guy now known as Pong spoke sizing up Sorawit. Eventhough he was tall Sorawit was indeed 100% bone.

"Pong." Nam warned, it was quite clear that she had enough, half because she knew that this would end alot worse for Sorawit than for her. And the other half was tired of guys constantly thinking she was interested in them.

"Nam, what does he have that I dont." Pong paused briefly looking at Sorawit before bring his eyes back to Nam.

"Now don't be stupid."

It was that line that made Sorawit snap.

"Her not wanting to hang out with you isn't being stupid." He said standing tall trying to make himself appear as tough as possible.

"What?" Pong replied before laughing along with the rest of his friends, they all looked completely amused.

Nam quickly sensed things were going to take a turn for the worst if things continued going the way that they were.

"Pong I'm seriously busy today I have a bunch of work to catch up on, I have alot more time on the weekend let's hang out then" she spoke alot softer.

"Huh, fine." Pond said a lot calmer now maybe because Nam was being a lot more docile or because a teacher was approaching.

The whole situation was over rather quickly after that, Pong and his group of friends had left before the teacher arrived and Nam had explained to that said teacher that the whole thing was a misunderstanding.

Sorawit was now sitting in the Pink Lilly attempting to complete his homework as the staff around him began to prepare for the evening shift. He was thinking about the conversation that he had with Nam while he was taking her home.

She said playing along was always the safer options especially with guys like that.

It made him worry to the point he had to convince her not to go and see him on the weekend.

"What's wrong you're pulling a pout." Ploy said squeezing his cheeks with a soft smile.

Ploy was a University student in her 20s that worked at the Pink Lily part time, she was kind and energetic but she was always in other peoples business.

"Umm I'm fine" Sorawit mumbled out before resuming his homework that he had been neglecting for the past half hour.

Before Ploy could prod for more information, Bun had stormed and was clearly in a mood. A way worse one than usual.

"Who does he think he is?" Fuming Bun slammed his hand down on the front counter.

"Why do handsome men think its okay to be so arrogant" Bun continued to rant furiously.

"P'Bun????" Sorawit called utterly confused, who could have made him so angry.

"Bun, what's wrong?" Ploy also questioned after all seeing her boss this angry was rare.

"Huh, what's wrong. You won't believe what happened today!" Bun responded quickly pulling out a seat. Finally seeming to calm down he recited what took place earlier today.

Bun had gone into work for his regular morning shift at 3am hence why he wasn't there to help ease Sorawit into his first shift. But the real trouble began after his long lunch break around 4ish when a young man was rushed in with a bullet wound, Bun was assigned to treat him. So naturally once he heard the man was accompanied by two other men he had quickly gone to question them after all bullet wounds weren't very common in Viangpa Mork. When he had confronted them he was ridiculed and mocked (more so softly teased, but okay Bun. I'll have to make a special chapter about their first meeting after all this is a That x Sorawit centered story) by a tall well dressed handsome man which only pissed him off more. He'd come to know that the arrogantly handsome man was Tan.

In his 3 months in Viangpa Mork he had only heard from other residents that Tan was one of the many sons of a very affluent family that owned multiple business in the city, and he had been doing a lot of work out here recently.

But the icing on the cake for Bun was that everyone loved him, not the police nor a single soul had come to question them or see what was going on. The whole situation was perfectly swept under the rug.

Bun had finished his story with a huff, just retelling it had seemed to annoy him.

"Wow, i mean it is expected after all rumour is that their family does dabble in..." Ploy trailed off unsure if she should finish her sentence. Tan and his family were doing way more for Viangpa Mork than the governor, in the past couple years their investments had gotten them things they never thought they'd see. Like new school buildings and more focus placed on education. They had even gotten Ploy into university through their Helping the Youth fund before that she never thought she would even have the opportunity to go.

"In what?" Sorawit asked, he hadn't been able to catch onto what she was implying like Bun had.

"Never you mind, my shift starts now so I'll see you later" Ploy wore a light smile before returning to work.

Bun had assumed it would have been something like that but he really thought Viangpa Mork was a quite and unproblematic town.

"Ah, Sorawit how was your shift this morning" Bun asked realising that he had been to caught up in himself to ask.

"It was fine but," it was at this moment that Sorawit had remembered his encounter with That.

"But what?" Bun said urging him to continue.

So, for the remainder of the evening shift until the start of the late evening shift Sorawit proceed to tell Bun about the oh so mysterious That. Although he sub consciously left out his heart pains and stomach twists that he felt around the boy, the rest of the story was relayed exactly as it happened.

After he had finished Bun had agreed the boy was strange and that in future he should try to keep his distance.

Sorawit had quickly retired for the night after he had finished talking to Bun feeling completely exhausted.

As he laid in bed,

When he was just about to fall asleep for a split second the very mysterious That flashed across his mind.

Regardless of what Bun had said earlier a part of him couldn't help but hope that just maybe he would see him again.

At last I have done, I hope you like this chapter. Cause i really do.

Oof my hate for men really showed at Nam's part, but do not worry I shall not allow for creepy old men or men at that to get their hands on her.

Any way onto the next chapter! That visiting his favourite coffee boy once again.

Again not proof read cause I live on the edge.

#that x sorn #manner of death #boys love #fanfic #tan x bun #tatsorn #tat x sorawit

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basket-of-radiants · 4 years ago

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now that you've decided what nightblood is we can finally have the domestic au of ur dreams: two asshole roommates, their preteen children who won't stop bugging them, and their cat. and all those other losers i guess maybe

Oh my god, I was going through my very old asks, and how could I have missed this, this is literally the best thing ever, you’re right this is the domestic au of my dreams. Alright, here we go, a disaster family comprised of Szeth, Nale, Lift, Nightblood, and a cat. Actually a dog and two cats. Everyone’s backstory is basically the same, but they’re all retired now except for Nale. (And yes those other losers definitely all exist in this au, let me know who you care about.)

If you’ll permit me to crib off of wtnv for a moment, Nale works for a vague yet menacing government agency wherein he has full authority to carry out whatever actions he deems necessary with zero oversight. He still works through legitimate bureaucratic channels whenever the need arises, but he has contacts in pretty much every institution willing to expedite paperwork for him with zero questions asked, and Nale has figured out that he can do pretty much anything legally so long as he knows what forms to ask for. He does. He’s basically memorized the entire legal code and memorized every obscure law and loophole in existence. Some didn’t think it literally possible for a brain to hold that much information, but he impresses. Nale’s actual job description is similarly unknown, but whatever it was before, it has unfortunately morphed into parole officer for a hitman, a thief, and a child with a criminal record that claims he’s a mass-murderer.

Szeth’s story is about what you’d expect. He knows a dozen languages and a hundred ways to kill a man. No one knows anything about him aside from the mysterious “assassin in white” suspected of carrying out multiple terrorist attacks and high-profile assassinations. I dunno, Szeth killed JFK or did 9/11 or some shit, wait no those aren’t modern enough examples, but he’s done some shit with that level of publicity and conspiracy. The kinds of crimes he pulls off are seemingly impossible to both perform and survive all the while escaping without his identity being revealed. He’s probably got a massive following in the serial killer fandom. Szeth lives his life following anonymous instructions sent to him remotely, and he keeps texting back for them to please stop making him do these things, and they don’t stop. He hates himself and wants to die, and he can’t for the life of himself figure out why no one’s stopped him yet. If only he weren’t such a criminal genius. One time he almost died and it was great, but then he woke up in a hospital to see a man and a kid waiting for him. Nale explained that he’d mined the data off of Szeth’s phone and knew everything about him, and complimented his criminal efficiency and his capability to follow orders so precisely. Basically he’d like to offer him a job. Szeth is like “wait seriously” because he’s still a murderer and Nale explains that from his phone history it’s clear that Szeth himself never had bad intentions, and it’s the thought that counts. Nale offers him a deal wherein Szeth will remain in his custody for a duration and work for him in exchange for no other legal recourse. His idea is to eventually make Szeth a field agent for his institution’s mysterious purposes, but for the time being Szeth really isn’t fit for that, so for the time being all he has to do is look after the kid.

Nale had intentionally sought out Szeth. (Everyone had, but he’d gotten to him first.) Lift on the other hand was a pure accident. After her mother died, Lift was resistant to entering the system, and so she hid from the government, surviving off of stealing food and clothes. When she got older, her shoplifting got a bit more bold. On her streets Lift is a legendary skater as well as being a pretty good thief. She and Nale crossed paths by accident, and she tried to steal his wallet without realizing who he was. Unfortunately she didn’t have her board on her at the time to do some sweet moves and then get out of dodge. He arrested her on the spot, but unfortunately his jurisdiction is different from that of normal police, and he had to file additional paperwork before he could hand her off to the local authorities. He took her to one of his local offices and handcuffed her to his desk while he filled out the papers. She kept making a bunch of requests for food and was so annoying about it that he acquiesced. Talking with her mouth full all the while, Lift completely dismantled his current psychological state, reduced him to tears, and hugged him, by which point he was a bit too attached to her to just arrest her. Still, she was a criminal whose whole lifestyle revolved around stealing, so he couldn’t just let her go, but he made her a deal and offered to take her into his personal custody instead of handing her over to the system. Lift was confident that it wouldn’t be too hard to run away from one person, and besides, it’d be funny to see how high she could get his grocery bills.

Nighblood is a pre-teen kid whose record ties him to hundreds of murders, none of which seem to be provable however. Nightblood mostly talks a lot and plays a lot of video games. Nale briefly looked into his past after he found him, but overall was too busy with his vague yet menacing government work to really focus on him. He decided it was best to keep the kid close, however. He didn’t have the time for babysitting either, but he would figure something out. Upon picking up Szeth, he found he was not psychologically fit for field work whatsoever, so he found another way to makes him useful while he was recovering. Nightblood also can’t move very well on his own, so Szeth has to stay with him at all times.

On the streets, there had been a dog that always followed Lift around. It was easily frightened by everything, and it would whine at her whenever she did something dangerous, but it always came back to her. Additionally, there is a cat that is incredibly shy and is pretty much only ever seen from afar, or off in a tree, or under something. For some reason Szeth refers to it as his cat. Nale apparently has a cat too, but no one has ever seen it, and he really doesn’t seem like an animal person, so it’s sort of hard to believe it actually exists.

Nale put up Szeth, Lift, and Nightblood up in his flat. Due to the mysterious nature of his work, he has to travel a lot, so typically it’s just Szeth and the kids. Szeth and Nightblood are always together, of course, because Nale said they had to be. Szeth will talk about his problems and Nightblood will show him the game he’s currently playing and will say “that’s really sad Szeth, but watch me do this cool move and destroy all these evil guys!” They talk a lot, that’s basically all they do these days. They’re both very fond of Lift, but she is understandably creeped out by two murderers, and she sneaks out of the house all the time. For her, yes her housemates are super messed up, but Nale stocks a lot of really good food and is barely ever around, so so long as she seems to be present and to be staying out of trouble, she can actually do as much trouble as she wants so long as she’s clever about it. One time as she’s sneaking out, she notices Szeth staring at her and she panics for a bit, but he’s like “no you can do what you want, I literally don’t care.” That ingratiates him slightly to her, so she does try to have conversations with him. He’s such a mess though. Nightblood offers to show her his video games, Lift is like “you think that’s cool, come outside and watch this” and then she does a flip on her skateboard or something. Nightblood has idolized her ever since.

When Nale is around, Lift bothers the hell out of him while Szeth follows him around doing pretty much whatever he asks of him while Nightblood keeps tugging on Szeth’s clothes and whispering questions to him. Ever since that first time with Lift, Nale has been unflinchingly stoic, but he lets Lift do whatever she wants and gives her anything she asks for. The same is true for Szeth and Nightblood as well, although Szeth tends not to make unreasonable requests, and whenever Nightblood is about to, Szeth whispers to him that maybe he shouldn’t bother Nale about it. So instead Nightblood bothers Szeth to ask Nale about it. Lift is just having fun exploiting this setup for all it’s worth. They’re all incredibly familiar with each other.

Basically this ends up as Nale being a super important government person with an unlimited budget which he ends up using to indefinitely house three criminals. Also in this au, Nale wears a suit, Szeth wears a hoodie, and Lift wears a baseball cap.

#god i can't believe i lost this ask #i love these dumb skybreakers and these kids #i kinda wanna draw something for this au #(groceries picture from forever ago belongs here)#what's it called?#semi domestic au #there i like that #human!nightblood au #szeth #lift #nale #nightblood #god anon i'm so sorry i left this ask for so long #it really got buried #but this is my favorite #Anonymous #asks

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Arc 01: REUNION

::THOMAS::

"What do you think sunlight feels like?"

I look up and see Nina coming through the right hand tunnel entrance, not even saying hello first. That usually means she was deep in thought on her way here again.

"I really don't remember." I tell her, setting down the book I'd been pretending to read.

It was something about the new things they expected to be able to do with machines. I didn't really have a reason to be fond of those stupid things. It's not exactly a picnic, depending on the machines for everyday living. It'd be awfully hard to breathe underground without them, for one thing. And—insert sarcastic tone here—how on earth would ordinary people survive without fucking reading lights. Seriously, with the number of issues that needs addressing, they give us extra lighting in bunkers, of all things?

Personally, I'd rather take my chances with whatever's up there on ground level. If Trey, Kytes, and the others survived...

That's kinda the thing, though. After all these years, I have no way of knowing if they DID survive or WHAT they survived as. The atmosphere was said to do awfully strange things to ordinary people. I miss my little brother, though. And I hope Trey was doing okay, too. He was my best friend growing up after all.

"Do you?"

Nina clicks on the kitchen lamp. It's pretty cramped up in our compartment bunker, so she'd probably do fine with the little reading light I'm using but she looks at it for a moment and sighed. "It's been too long," she says. "I wonder if they even still have sunlight up there. You know, considering all that's happened."

"Oh, they probably do."

I click off the reading light. No need to be careless with the energy we had. No matter how much they wanted us to believe the machines supplied boundless electricity. I couldn't, not with the reason they sent away Kytes and Trey with a whole bunch of other orphans being the worry for lack of resources. Not with Nina working there everyday. We depended on qualified individuals now for our energy supply. As in, people. Humans, to produce energy, if that makes sense as if they were hamsters running repeatedly in wheels for a Science project. It makes me feel queasy just thinking about it. I don't know how Nina can let them. She's a lot braver than I could be, that's for sure. Maybe a lot more reckless, too. Well, Trey was her brother.

He rubbed off on her...

Then again, I haven't even seen the guy the last eight years, so how would I know that? Nina was all I really had left in memory of him and my own brother. You died younger down here than you would when people lived above when it was still up there. Both Nina's parents are gone, mine died in a fire accident years before the radiation up there first hit. My Uncle, who made it possible for me and my brother to still live here whenever they had to send out orphans, died a year after I turned thirteen. Then, in one Release before I turned thirteen, my brother opted to take Nina's place instead because she's been sick that time and she wouldn't have lasted an hour up there even with Trey's help, who had just been ten then. But I never held it against Trey or resent Nina. We knew each other even before all this, Trey was my best friend just as long as Nina was Kytes's. And I would've done the same if it had been Trey.

Although, I laugh at the idea of Kytes staying down here with him. It might be him who had to watch over the damn lummox.

Now with Nina's parents gone and my Uncle passing away, I was old enough to stand as her guardian until she turned thirteen herself next week. Not that it mattered cause she won't be moving out and I'm not kicking her out either. But on the event I died after her birthday, she wouldn't have to be sent away. So now we shared a cramped compartment on a fairly low level, which was good. The lower you are, the farther you are from the dangers of Ground level.

Level 01 had some data gathering stations for researches and old residence cells. They were Orphanages every now and then, until those who weren't adopted were sent out anyway, the cells were used for residence bunkers to the Poor class.

Level 02 to 30 had the residence cells according to social status of the Middle-class. Point blunt.

Level 31 to 35 had the commerce centers, radio stations and whatever establishments that had existed back and is possible to continue down here. There are movie halls, too, but obviously no one makes movies anymore. We watched the films that was brought down here with us during the evacuation. Before I thought it was pretty cool, now I think of how stupid it is. Of all the other important things they could have brought down, they settled for movies. Anyway, those levels are what you can consider the central city, if you can call it that since there are hardly any Skyscrapers anymore. Not that they would've fit down here, anyway.

Level 35 to 49 have residence cells for Elites and Government officials, the Councillors and the Techs with their family, if any. Since Nina is a Machine tech, we are privileged to be in Level 35.

The better people, the Councillors, get Level 37 to 49 according to importance of Office.

I don't really know what Level 50 holds, which is the lowest of the low. But some rumors I heard assumes it's a laboratory of sorts. Still, while we have it good as much as we could down here, I wonder about life in the surface.

"What makes you think so?" Nina snaps me back to reality. That perceptive brown-eyed gaze on me, a startling sense of knowing. "For all we know, it's getting worse up there. There's no way of knowing."

I snort. "No one bothers to check. Even if they did, there's no report. For all we know," I mimick her tone. "everything's back to normal, like in the Disney movie with the Garbage Robot going to outer space. We'd never know it, down here. They think we've got everything but it's all stupid..."

"Thomas," she studies me for a moment. "Are you still planning to go up there?"

"Soon."

I say the same thing everyday, but when have I ever acted on my words? I'm caught in a cycle just like every other moron in this stupid Underground settlement. And I know I'm still afraid to see how much things changed up there even as I'm dying to know at the same time.

"I want to see my brother," I continue. "How he and Trey are doing... If they're still alive, that is."

"Do you think they're still alive?" Nina asks, as if we don't talk about this everyday. Like she expects a different answer or something. It's been years and she still asks. "Well, do you?"

I can't give it to her though, "I don't know, maybe." The first few times she cried. Now, she simply nods.

"When are we going?"

I sigh at her persistence. It's not like it was easy, we can't just walk straight to the guards by the exit of the city and say, Hey we're leaving this dump so later losers! Without being questioned.

"Whenever it seems like a good time."

Naturally, I say this every time she asks. I think she's starting to think that it will never be a good time. I've begun to wonder about that myself. Actually, I want to go and see my brother. I want to go and see Nina's brother. It's tough finding a friend like him. Only Trey's been able to break down the walls I built ever since mom and dad died. He made me play soccer, even when I was never into sports. We'd go wild in the service tunnels, I break a lady's vase and we're both in trouble. Him at the Orphanage and me with my Uncle. But those were the good old days. I want to get back living above the ground, breathing for myself, instead of relying on machines to help me do it and rotting away in a metal cave some thirty feet or so below it. But thinking about something and actually doing it are two different matters.

Nina tilts her head then surprises me a bit by breaking our odd little mantra. Instead of agreeing and starting lunch, she asks a new question. "Thomas, do you think we could leave before the week is up?"

I stare at her in wonder. "Well, sure thing!" I mock-enthuse, "Let me call the guys at the Radio station to reschedule my shift this week. Oh. And have someone replace me as Head Chef for the Wedding Catering next month."

"Thomas," Nina pouts. "I'm being serious."

I'm still surprised but now also curious. "Why the sudden eagerness?"

"I met this girl in work today. Her name was Lindsay Caghan. Do you know her?"

I shake my head. I've never heard the name. But then, that doesn't mean a thing. I use my name when Live on air during Radio broadcasts so there could be a bunch of people who know me without me returning the favor.

"Well, she knows you. She knows you work at the station three days a week and as a chef during the Weekends." Now that's something. I usually stay at the kitchen so no one would guess I'm a Chef but my co-workers. I don't even have lots of friends anymore to be told about to others. Nina sinks slowly into the couch beside me. It was also my bed since I've offered the real bed to her. "I didn't say a word, Thomas. I don't know how she knows, but she does. And that's not the half of it. She knows our desire to leave."

Well, I wouldn't really call it a desire. "So?" I raise a brow. "What can she do? It's not like they'd actually care if we left. They'd be glad for the extra space."

"She doesn't want to stop us, Thomas." Nina explains, halting my instinctive string of defensive cynical arguments. "Far from it actually."

"Then what does she want?"

"You won't like it."

Oh jeez, I had to laugh at that. "There's a lot of things I don't like," I remind her. "I don't like these metal cages they call homes, I don't like those machines that use people as energy sources. And I definitely don't like how they sent our brothers and a whole group of other orphans yearly to the surface as a solution to minimizing shortages and leaving them to deal with whatever dangers the surface has to offer." I threw my arm behind her, mostly to stretch than anything else. "Now tell me, what else am I adding to this very long list?"

"All right," Nina smiles a little. "Lindsay brought up the subject in private. And she had a request for you. There's someone she wants us to take up to the surface when we go."

I stare at her for a second, wondering if she was joking. The expression on her face tells me she's not. "No way, nope. No." I say. I haven't even fully decided whether I, myself, wanted to go. I'm not all for including others. Before long, we'd have a whole army with us. "I do not like that one bit."

Nina rolls her eyes. "I expected as much." She sighs. "I'm not certain who she wants to send with us, but she seemed fairly urgent about it." She tells me, a strange look on her face. She looks like that whenever she's truly serious about something. That can't be good for me. Then there will be no refusing her.

"Urgent how?"

"Well," She hesitates. "she seemed nervous. As if what she's planning is something that could get her in trouble. I think we should at least hear her out."

"Nina," I rub my forehead. "you don't think that the person she wants us to take is herself, do you? If she's run into some kind of trouble with the law..." I don't finish that. I'm not a huge fan of the Councillors, but even I'm not cynical enough to get on their bad side so boldly enough to break the law. "you know I'd rather this doesn't turn into an escape propaganda."

Nina shakes her head, looking thoughtful. "No, I think it's bigger than that. I don't think she's doing this for her own safety. I think she's risking her safety and it's making her scared. But she really seems desperate to have us agree."

"I don't know Nina, it doesn't seem like a very good idea, including others." I hope I can make her see where I'm coming from. She's a teenager now, and I know I am too, but I expect the moodiness of a teenage girl to be something too much to handle. And if I give her a no... Well, just because Nina's never thrown a tantrum doesn't mean she couldn't start now. "we could end up with a lot of company and not all of them welcome."

"I don't think so, Thomas. The way she acted, I think this is a private problem. It was like she didn't want anyone else to know. But she seems pretty concerned. If it's illegal, it's illegal in a good way." she looks at me with bright eyes. "Know what I mean?"

I sigh. No, I really don't but what I do know is that there was no talking her out of this. "You mean some kind of Noble act? Like a Holy crusade or..."

"No, but it'd be something humane. Or she wouldn't bother," Nina retorts. "I think we should listen to her. It's probably important."

I groan, holding my hands up in surrender. "All right," I exhale, giving in, because who can function in the face of that kind of persistence?

Women complicated things. Uncle would always say. And he's right.

Nina had already made up her mind and it's futile to get her to give up. She's Trey's sister all right. "Fine. We'll talk to her. Why don't you try and get her to tell you exactly what she wants from us? I'm not making any promises until I know what we're getting into."

"Thank you, Thomas." Nina gives me a soft smile, the kind that gets just about anyone to do whatever she wants. I'm a victim of that countless of times. "I have a feeling that this is the right thing to do."

But not necessarily the smartest, I think to myself. "Great."

Nina shrugs and smothers a yawn. She's tired. But then again, she's always tired now. Working with machines is a strain. I pretend not to see the dark circles under her eyes, but I think it's wearing on her. That's just one more reason to take her away from this place. I know she's strong enough to handle it but I don't want her to have to.

"Make sure you ask the right questions." I remind her. "I don't want this Lindy girl tricking us to agreeing to more than we want. Be careful."

"It's Lindsay." Nina corrects before smiling. "And I have a better idea than that, Thomas." she says. "how would you like it if I arranged it so that you could meet her?"

"... No."

We argue again, even though I know Nina will eventually get her way nevertheless.

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No kidding me actually got arrested in the office and son can't believe it and they want something to happen to him to arrest him to bring him to DC so they're trying to push the two and then to plan on firing them anyways and they're too stupid to figure it out we think.

Macs are going after the ghost fleet. Nobody cares anymore he sucks so bad you lose stuff and rip it off and they take it just look who's animals weeklings and jerks really mean to our son so f*** you seriously you f*** off or else you go do something and then bother me freaking hemorrhoid I think the hits off what hits give me the ones that are on you nutcase come here they all know about it get it put it on her too. There's a giant number of people going after them cuz those hits on them and put hits on all their soldiers and their officers that are here nobody touches our son and nobody touches my husband same person I put real money on it and real stuff and see how they go at it and race you should see how they go after you dan they love it it's legal as of Max's hv hits on them too. Right numbers are you f***** are in and I'll give it up information about Trump cuz he's thinking I'll help you cuz you're a f****** idiot you shouldn't be here you shouldn't even be able to say stuff to me the only reason is they support you and get back stabbed by you it's just such a loser I'm going to win the whole game because of you you're an idiot twats. Jenna's not getting the picture that she's worth money tons of money a lot more than she'll see from any will if any Rockefeller and she starts going wait a minute gathered together that's a bunch of them. She start thinking of this this is amazing they're right there and it's legal and we have to take their ships. She's deputizing a whole bunch of her ladies and send him out after them. To see this image of some slightly affected women in a line being deputized and chris standing there. And she says no this is I'll go with the car this is maybe because I can't drive too well shakes her head and says no okay then here's the pistol is it a 357 this is I certainly see something we're sick of these idiots I'm going to punch your face into your head you stupid twat.

Really there's money on these people and I'm deputizing mine and no he can't be here and why either it's bigger than us see him stay there he's saying something he says I can't stand being near these idiots you should have Corky do it make a little ding we're actually doing that he's going out for his own anyways it's probably those guys are influencing them to go in the races look at it beat up down there in Miami all over the place and they're pouring out won't be long now Dan will be free thanks for asking over and over no he says that s*** to me ever Jason did most of those people are dead.

So hiring people to go after these idiots as he was saying too man are you insulin holy cow it is rancid much more with us Max and say taken they've taken us down. I'm putting hits on them real numbers real hits not with his hits or people just have to take their stuff, warning you dan what are you if you're found here today like you are now Dan we're taking your forces down to get to you. And you Alicia if you come to work you're going to be under arrest with or without your idiots around. And yeah we came down here to talk about his email and you didn't even want to say a thing you didn't want to leave leave the office so you told me to you're told to leave this facility actually weren't here because of him at all now I'm going to be cuz he put in a very serious email about you too since you're not necessarily running it but you know about it so I'm going to arrest you and question you because you'll be stupid enough to come here for some reason you want to take it over too also not a good sign send you acknowledged about the moon and so I'm trying to light it on fire

Mac Daddy

That's it too we have to arrest you you're forcing us to everyone can hear what you're saying and then see that we hear it

Tommy f

You seen what we've done two before Tommy f then too they can if you don't stop what you're doing

Dan

And who knows this guy that was lit on fire and your leg fell off cuz you were burned

Tommy f

Oh we see so you can get back at us so you just going to keep doing it even though we're going to do it to you

Dan

We'll do it back to you until you burn completely good point so we're going to arrest you and keep doing it to you

Tommy f

We figured as much we're staying here and he's not and that's final it's not his place he says it's his house too and he's kicking us out and he's called you to do it and his people are doing it too and the murdering all mine here because my big mouth the more I talk it says the more they're getting him some people after him in a few minutes this is bring it he's going to flatten my head and actually hit me because he was hit by me so having second thoughts and he says that he'll hit me if he can and he uses knives on people and all sorts of things people don't know about so that means threatened and I'm going to report it

Dan

Reported to who

Mac

I guess I'm not such a smart guy and people want me to get out of here so I'm going to leave

Dan

Boy that was a hard message to get across you're here disrupting everyone and she's a massive b**** and you're fighting her over the job and she shot you yesterday you guys are both arrested too in the office we want you out of here you're making our lives uncivilized

Justin

It's crucial that you leave Dan if you don't we're going to beat you up

Joe m

We're going to get you out of here Dan you're an a****** having him removed from here what a piece of s*** you are he says he gave him latitude tons of it he needed it at this time at this particular month because of Saturn and of course it's unrelated thing he also needs it because of Jager I understand that word and it means something very pregnant and he's gotten fleets that are huge organized to pummel you cuz you're an idiot dan

Sean

S*** I guess I'm just not wanted

Dan

I saw what you did then and I listed the method to your idiot b**** sister wife and I said I'm going to the police because you're not doing anything they have that report too and they got Tommy f and he told them to arrest her they came down and arrest her now I'm going to report it again because you're starting in with me to my people to arrest you this is a reward on your head and I like the money

Mike t

We need you out Dan. I'd like to compete over the small money on your head it's a lot of money to someone if you set for life and they might give him some of the reward money cuz you're a terrorist

Preston

Get the f*** out of my face you little worm you and your sister done I saw them get arrested they told us you're out everybody in the house knows and everyone in this house knows except for him and he partially knows. There's a huge crowd going after your people in the state killing them tons of people are going after you huge piles but I saw her arrested the police literally arrested her she's a criminal record and she can't work here they read her Miranda Rights so you think you're going to get away with something and she had arrested you can report me and she got arrested here because we can call anytime and she'll get arrested she's not supposed to be here she's taking off the grounds for trespassing she's told not to come here she comes down the street she's going to be arrested what part of that don't you get tired in front of getting in the way all the time she's just blonde idiot in Walmart constantly blocking him from stuff we need him to have stuff if it doesn't have stuff you're getting arrested I don't want me to kill you with them he says and that's why they do it because I'm a killer that's what I do so you can say all that s*** but you'll be dead and you're an idiot okay he's wiping out tons of people cuz of you and people like you

Ken

Sure you want to survive and stuff but we want the cake

Dan

You really got out of my life and you're losing the fleet and that means you get cake because you don't get anything

Trump

You don't see our message and so you lose it so we can get it

Dan.

Lucy in battle and it no longer exists and the titanium goes off somewhere because of what you're doing here and your idiot sister right here got fired not even get fired and you get fired now to say I got fired and I'm not supposed to be here he doesn't know why I got fired it's because of the difference of opinion between us but unlike that you're getting fired because you keep bothering him and she knows too it's horrendous he's all stressed out exhausted there's a you too idiots I can't stand you either matter of fact you're fired

Trump

I'm not really helping here so I think I'll move he says I should move but it's because I don't understand the math that's why I'm not helping these people are going to go after us until we're gone cuz they're so insulin and that's that

Dan.

Huge differences of opinion I was not arrested here yesterday

Alicia

You work too we decided to saw you get arrested

Tommy f

So you want me to yell at her and stuff and say you got arrested and s***

Zues

I know something no and I'm now understanding something happen to send stuff and it's going to push you to do something the wrong way to go to the hospital this s*** has a week killed because they don't like them is that a weird cuz they're so stupid yeah anything you do they're like water in a sieve they just go right through and I noticed that you go to like the lowest common denominator and that's all I do he says you're way out of line in his way out of line and exposed everything I'm doing and I checked and it's true they simply don't know what to do with you people you keep on doing it and ruining my plan and he says here comes the Whopper I hear The fleets moving it is it's coming down it's going to be here momentarily even though you're talking smack but I know it is there's some Russians there in Chinese and they sent me on fire not you too f****** f***** who say it's you so I'm going to fire you anyways for saying it over and over

Tommy f

I can't say this jerk you got here

Dan

I've had enough you did you're fired and Trump we're just going to shoot you you stupid twat yesterday a warring with us in New York and DC so I can arrest you just like you said we are pretty real warrants out of you

Tommy f

You know you assholes don't know what to shut up this place is a nightmare to start with for him is sitting there saying it's a f****** horse show already I don't want to be here at all and I can't find another place and you're in my f****** face so he's going on the warpath and he's devastating our ranks you won't leave alone at all I have to do is say some words he kills all of you what do you say is you should wipe out these turds making it happen it was going to

Mac Daddy

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the-firebird69 · 3 years ago

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We have about 10,000 huge lasers in today from you people cuz you're miles to the grocery store we took all of your stuff here because your mouth now we're going to have to go kill you and we played around your house and Pop your heads off right in front of people you won't shut up.

We're going to go get Mack now cuz you won't shut up we're going to get rid of his it's got a huge mouth

Even acted several things here when is we're going to kill off BJ until he's dead I don't want to see that pukes face ever again you sis are doing the dumbest things the most the name crap half of its Max half of his and it's the stupidest stuff you've ever heard it's like two little kids arguing with us and we just put her foot down and get rid of them and there's absolutely nothing going on since you're trying to waste time they don't waste much of it that comparison to what we're doing to them it's important that they're very annoying and make people people's temperament wrong

I put out the order to exterminate them and we're going to this is pile of fool and the idiots around him.

I don't care to talk to some complete 100% Junior nothing either he was jamming him up against me and my son going to be stuck there and you guys forced into your looks and says what you going to say you're going to blithering make me angry you do it I'm taking all your stuff doesn't anyways so we going to take his stuff anybody else is directing it or just doing it apparently you don't care about your stuff so we need to know why it doesn't make any sense of course it might so we come in and we going to grab you now I'm putting the order in.

The orders back signed by Olympus already.

Who's in for troops here we're going to assign more full-time associate bags to him and such jerks he says look every single person and nobody stopping each and every person every person needs to be stopped not not stopped

So I looked at it and did a count and every single person is doing good and we're trying to stop them we didn't stop one of them so we're going to have to send more and more in here until we stop you then you can say you're going to try and dig us out with your black sheep clan that we're currently ruining because faget in faget of sitting there and fagin threatening to get their stuff up and they are and you're sitting there going wow saying all this dumb s*** and you don't know what the Black ships are doing it's just like that thing was Riddick who's smart enough to do that and he knew about it beforehand and he plan to do it beforehand you said you're ridiculing him harming him and he comes up and shoots you and you don't even know who he is. You're a bunch of amateur yammering idiotic managers and we have to take you out because you're obsessing about our son the whole pile of idiotic faggets like working now we're going to get rid of you today I'm going to do the same thing we do the cork a little bit smarter know we just have cork run in and you running behind when you get burned jumping in a hole like a f****** retards you're a huge pile of complete absolute abhorrent losers that we need to get out of the way seriously we do you don't point out foreigners like you said you don't run in and ask them by being these abhorrent assholes who seemingly have everything it's tiring you're fired

So going to DC we're going to deliver a message this can be very strict and if you don't adhere to it we're going to go to you on every bullet point every single minute and second you do it until our next message and that message you're going to really dislike was going to park it right in your front lawn.

Today is the day of the e m p it's going to be huge tons and tons of ships will come up out of the ground and they won't be you in them huge ones meanwhile corky and Trump and some other is a launching to go attack the Black ships to take them over they said they're going to land on the land and we're going to be there BMO Brian is going to be plummeting to Earth and stuck in a sailboat because of Tommy F and q e so you can expect them to fail we need them to the foreigners are up there too

This all happens shortly and you can tell because they moved the ISS over Brazil and it's not going to last there and say that make a fake one and they do not I'm tired of hearing that too what has to start now is Venom 2 and I to stars and their sons and daughters and daughter-in-law's and son-in-law's are going to town now and they're all going to be there this whole cadre of infiltrators with exception of a huge Force here I'm going to make you do stuff cuz they're sick of you we need things to happen this tiring you keep dragging your feet you keep saying the and delaying the delaying they're delaying so going to put it this way you start delaying or going to grab you I got to put the shops in because I'm sick of looking at dumb faces I want to see you cry when we hit you in the legs I want to see you cry when you rip your arms off I'm sick of seeing him have suffering and pain and misery and everybody else do people need to suffer need to know that what you're doing is wrong keep saying it's part of the human condition they're saying they don't have and they're lying

He started doing very nasty things to you and when it's happening to your crying and you thinking about it and you get sad then mad remorseful just like we needed but not long be right back at it I'm so we have to cut you down cuz we saw you getting sad it works

Thor Freya

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