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Plug & Play (M)(Teaser)

• Pairing: Guitarist!Hongjoong x (F)Reader

• Genre: Non-Idol!AU, Rock Band!AU, Smut, Strangers to Lovers

• Rating: 18+

• Words (teaser): 742

• Summary: Tonight is the night that you quit being a bystander and make a move towards the guitarist on stage with the devilish smile.

• Warnings/themes: a rock show! 🎸, swearing, drinking, pining, Y/N is a horny bean, Hongjoong and his dangerous smiles 🫠, Yeosang the wingman, flirting, making out, semi-public sex, oral (f. receiving), dirty talk, fingering, hitting it from the back, fingers in mouth, finger sucking, protected sex (be responsible!), clothed sex, multiple orgasms

• Notes: Welp, it’s happened; I fell for yet another leader 🙃 which culminated in me going feral over his recent guitar solo and needing to write something related to it. So here it is! I should have this uploaded by Thursday morning, the latest, since I’ll be out of town for a few days. We’re trucking along pretty quickly, so I have faith! 💕

• Teaser Notes: Teasers are a WIP and will not fully reflect the final draft, warnings and themes are subject to change. If you want to be tagged when the final draft is released, either leave a reply or shoot me an ask!

• Taglist: @minttangerines @minisugakoobies @firesighgirl @swga-ficrecs @hyunjinsjeans

“I’m gonna fuck him.”

Yeosang stared at you from behind the counter, wondering if he heard you right amidst the clinking glasses and rock music.

“Excuse me?”

“I said, I’m gonna fuck him, Yeo.”

“Who?”

You rolled your eyes, rotating ninety degrees to point at the object of your desire on stage.

“Him.”

There was little surprise on your end at the scoff you heard from behind.

“You’re still on that mission?”

Your head whipped around incredulously. “Yes! Why are you shocked by this?”

Yeosang’s expression reeked of indifference as he wiped some bottles down.

“Because I thought you would have given up by now.”

“I don’t give up easily, dude—” Your eyes watched as a certain someone tuned their guitar strings. “—especially when I really want something.”

And you really wanted the man you had in your sights.

“Here you go.”

“Thanks. Are you new here?”

Your head shook at Seonghwa’s question. “No, I don’t even work here. Just helping my friend out while he gets slammed with customers.”

The pretty guitarist smiled softly.

“That’s very nice of you.”

Your cheeks couldn’t help but warm a tiny bit, shooting him the same look. “Thank you. He has to listen to enough of my ranting at home, might as well ease his pain somehow.”

Yunho blinked curiously before asking, “You’re roommates?”

“Mhm.”

He made a sound of understanding, yet another voice cut in before he could say anything.

“Thought you looked familiar.”

You focused your sight on Hongjoong, recognition on his attractive face that had your heart beating a little faster.

“Me?”

“Yeah—” His mouth quirked. “—thought I saw you hanging around Yeosang the last few times we were here.”

Oof. You weren’t sure how to react to him basically saying that he recognized you from afar. It wasn’t a bad thing, at all, considering your end goal, but you were surprised he even remembered with the amount of people in this building.

All you could muster was a scratch of the back of your neck, trying not to fluster further under his gaze.

“Haha, that’s me, always bugging him.”

Hongjoong gave a soft laugh, eyes scrunching in humor. It only made you more bashful, trying your best not to rub the toe of your boot into the ground.

Noticing that Yunho was roped into a conversation with the others now, it just left you alone with the lead guitarist.

A window of opportunity!

But for some reason, you couldn’t muster the words to continue speaking with him. Even though he continued to acknowledge you with his gaze, your eyes averted to watch the stage behind the dining tables.

“Hey.”

Your ears perked up, looking up to see Hongjoong eyeing you with curiosity.

“What’s your name?”

A lifesaver.

You had to hold back the large grin you wanted to give, settling for a polite smile instead.

“Y/N.”

“So…”

You turned around, hearing the door shut and lock before Hongjoong approached you, lips curled akin to someone ready to indulge in the sweetest dessert of their life.

“Is this a much better spot?”

Your mouth twisted in humor, nodding as you replied with delight, “Much better.”

“Good.”

The both of you looked into each other’s eyes, bodies thrumming with energy that was ready to be unleashed at any moment. Although, no one made a move for a moment.

That is, until Hongjoong chose to take a step forward, leaving the tiniest of spaces between you two.

Having him so close directly in front of you had even more of an effect than before, his fresh scent invading your nostrils while your heart pumped faster. It got worse when a hand came up to brush some hair behind your ear, his touch making you bite your lip.

Hongjoong noticed your shift and chuckled, “Nervous?”

You shook your head.

“No, just…excited.”

His grin only widened at your admission, sliding his hand down gently cradle your jaw.

“Same. Didn’t think I’d ever get to be up close and personal with Yeosang’s pretty friend.”

Although you were melting inside at the compliment, your eyebrow raised in amazement.

“Really?”

“Mhm.”

“So why didn’t you make a move first?”

You hoped to trip him up, but the guitarist didn’t seem fazed, straight teeth almost blinding you.

“I wanted to see how badly you wanted me.”

His low response brought a mixture of exasperation and lust to you, your eyes rolling as you huffed, “You rockstars and your egos.”

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Overture: Part 2

(3rd POV)

*With Charlie*

"Hello? Creepy..." Charlie called into the building as she looked around, walking towards the front desk. "Oh!" Charlie watched as a scroll and quill came in front of her. "Also, creepy." she smiled awkwardly, as she signed her name. A door opened up into a dark room, and Charlie walked in, calling out again, "Hello?" 

" 'Sup." A male voice startled the demoness, making her fall on the floor. "Holy shit!" She yelped. Light had came on to reveal two angels, one sitting and the other standing behind the first. 

Standing up, Charlie pushed her bangs back. "Hi! I'm Charlie, and my brother has sent me to meet you." "Yeah, I know." replied the yellow angel, lazily. "Okay, well, it is nice to meet you." Charlie held her hand out to shake, the angel leaning forward to shake it, "Totally, nice to meet you too." Charlie gasped when her hand passed through his. 

"Ha! I fuckin' got you! DId you fuckin' see that?!" He cackled to the grey angel beside him, who nodded at his answer. "Good shit." He laughed to himself. 

"Uh, so wait, you aren't here?" wondered Charlie. "No, you think I'd come down there?" He laughed again. 

"No, I mean, I love the vibe, totally; I love your tunes. Pretty fuckin' hardcore, don't get me wrong. But it's such a bummer, man. Everything down there, is so..eugh, ya know. Ew." He cringed at the thought. 

"Right..so I'm happy that we got this opportunity to meet! There's a project that I've been working on that I really want to talk to you about--" Charlie eyed the angel as he shushed her.

"Hey, hey, hey, slow down. We got time; how about we get to know each other, mm? How about some lunch? You hungry? I got you!" The yellow angel held up a plate of ribs, offering it to the demoness. "Here's my personal favorite. You'll love it."

Charlie smiled politely. "Um, thanks." As she reached for some, her hand went through it. The angel laughed loudly. "I got you again, bitch! Haha! Fuckin' hilarous! Haha!" The princess laughed sarcastically, annoyed by his childishness. 

*Back at the hotel*

Vaggie had gathered everyone in the main foyer. Angel had his legs on (Y/N)'s lap again, and was enjoying how flustered the prince looked. The blond tried to ignore the spider but was failing miserably. 

"Okay, Charlie's doing something very important, so while she's gone, we are making a new commercial." Vaggie smiled, thinking of her energetic girlfriend, before holding her hand out expectantly. "So, we need  a camera. Alastor?"

The deer demon snapped his fingers and an old fashioned camera meant for photos appeared. "A video camera." snapped the Latina woman. "Hmm." Alastor hummed before giving her the requested item. "Alright, let's do this." Vaggie grinned. 

"Aaand action!" 

" 'Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. Can I help you?' " Husk read from the script, from where he was standing behind the bar. 

"I've been a bad boy, and I need a big, strong Daddy to put me in my place....on the path to redemption." Angel started sultrily, purposely stretching his body out, showing himself off. (Y/N) snorted behind his own script; that spider was such an idiot sometimes. 

"Well, you come--" Husk started before being interrupted by Angel's moan of , "Oh yes!" (Y/N) started laughing harder, as Husk continued his lines through gritted teeth, "To the right place." 

"Cut!" Vaggie sighed, putting the camera down and turning towards the men. 

"Okay, Angel, I need you to be less horny, if possible.  (Y/N), stop encouraging him. And Husk, can you not have the script right in your face?" Vaggie commented. Husk bristled, clearly angry, "I ain't no act! I can't memorize this shit!" He slapped the paper in his hand as Angel leaned in closer. 

"Well, we could improve this shit, babycakes. Rawrr." The Italian spider purred seductively. 

Husk frowned and pushed the spider into (Y/N) who wasn't even paying attention, and sent both men to the floor. "Oof," grunted Angel as he landed on (Y/N), knocking his glasses off and--

"Fuck, my nuts!" groaned (Y/N), curling in a fetal position. 

 Angel had accidentally kneed him...right where the sun don't shine.

"Whoops." Husk winced; he'd only meant for the spider to get out of his personal space. (Y/N) was really one of the only people he'd gotten along with. "My bad, (Y/N)." 

"I could do something with your nuts, (Y/N)." Angel teased, but shivered when the prince shot a icy glare in his direction. "Or maybe later," he muttered, rubbing (Y/N)'s back soothingly as he waited for the pain to stop.

"Guys, come on." Vaggie sighed, as Husk picked up a bottle and started drinking again. 

*Back with Charlie*

"So I was playing this gig, and for some fucking reason, this virtue chick was diggin' on the drummer and it's like, do you know who I am? I'm fuckin' Adam! I'm the original dick. All dicks descend from me! You think you want drummer dick? No way! I'm the fuckin' dickmaster!" Adam obnoxiously slurped on his ribs before continuing his story. 

"So anyway, we fucked and it was awesome. What'd you do this weekend?" He asked a very bored looking Charlie. 

"Wait, your name is Adam? Like the first man, Adam? That means you--Ohhh, that explains so much." Charlie realized. "I know, I fuckin' rock." Adam sent the princess a 'rock on sign'. "Well, Adam, sir. Mr Adam, sir--" 

"Call me dickmaster." smirked the angel. 

"Adam," Charlie emphasized, clearly done with Adam. "You seem like a smart--well, stand up guy." 

"Uh-huh." Adam agreed as he picked his teeth. 

"And I know you are the leader of the Angel Army and you are a big thinker, a revolutionary, a--a genius," Charlie complimented. 

"I mean your words, babe." Adam was clearly enjoying the compliments. 

"Who would really love to put his name on something." Charlie kept revving Adam up. "Fuckin' love puttin' my name on shit!" Adam stood excitedly. "Shit's the best!" 

Charlie nodded along, "It's a solution to our biggest problem!" 

"Ohh, herpes! Yeah, that's a bitch." Adam cringed. 

"No! Our other biggest problem." The princess tried hinting at again. 

"Oh, uh, ugly people? Math? Global warming? Nah, wait, that's Earth's problem. Umm...." Charlie blinked at the Angel...there was no way he was this stupid, right?

*Back at the hotel*

Niffty giggled as she chased a bug with a giant needle in her hand. "Hehehe, stab, stab, stab!" "Alright, Niffty." Vaggie called before turning to kneel in front of the cyclops. "Niffty. Niffty? Niffty! Your line is, 'We have the cleanest rooms.' Okay?" Niffty nodded excitedly, "Got it! I'm ready!" Vaggie grabbed the camera and started to record. "And action."

Niffty's smile dropped immediately and she zoned out, her pupil shrinking to a little dot. Vaggie stopped recording and lowered the camera,as she, Angel and (Y/N) stared at the cyclops with wide eyes. "Uhh...cut." 

Niffty smiled, "How was that?" "Well Niffty, you have to actually say the line. Let's try again." 

Same results as last time. 

Angel leaned down to whisper in Vaggie's ear, "Yo're doing great Vagina." He whispered, mockingly.  "Cut! Alright, um, maybe we can try to fix it in post." Vaggie thought aloud. "Do you even know what that means?" asked (Y/N).  "I'll figure it out." the white haired woman snapped, not noticing the looks that the two men exchanged. 

Vaggie went into a room and groaned in annoyance as the TV showed a lot of static,and barely audible sound. "Seems like you're having a bit of trouble there, eh?" Alastor grinned as he watched Vaggie. 

"Ugh, este pendejo. " She cursed, before turning to the deer demon. "Why are you even here?"

Alastor sat on the opposite couch of Vaggie, his shadow crouching behind him with a sinister smile. "I came here because I love seeing wasteful souls struggle to accomplish something meaningful and fail spectacularly, like you are doing now! Good job!" He mocked cheerfully. 

Scowling, Vaggie turned the camera on, and started recording, "And here is Alastor, an egocentric piece of shit--" She yelped as the camera shorted out from the demon's power. "I wouldn't try that, my dear. This face was made for radio." His eyes changed into radio dials, his mouth changed to a speaker,and  his body began changing in bendy ways, as voodoo symbols floated around him.

Vaggie narrowed her eye at him. "That's it! I don't care who or what you are. If you're staying here, you are going to make this work. Because it won't be so 'entertaining' to watch over a empty hotel, will it shitass?" She snapped, walking back to her chair. 

Alastor's eyes and smile narrowed before he shrugged. 

"Fair enough. I'll tell you what: let's make a deal." Scoffing, Vaggie flopped back into her seat. 

"You think I'm that stupid? Making a deal with a demon like you?"

"Not for your soul." The Radio Demon rolled his eyes before continuing, "Just a simple deal: I do this for you, and you never ask me to engage with this frivolous television technology again." He narrowed his eyes at the television. "Or...Charlie comes back to absolutely nothing!" The deer dropped the radio effect from his voice as he turned to smirk at Vaggie, "Your choice."

Sighing heavily, the purple demoness agreed. "Fine." She handed the video camera into Alastor's waiting hand, sealing the deal. 

"Now then!" Alastor clapped his hands, and the hotel occupants and a camera crew appeared with equipment. With another snap, the Hotel company were all dressed in outfits from the 1920's. 

"Alright, let's make a fucking commercial." 

*Back with Charlie*

"When you take her out for the fifth time, and she still expects you to pay the check, but you're like, 'Hey, I thought you want equality/'?" Adam mocked a woman's voice.  "NOO! Our shared problem of overpopulation in Hell!" Charlie snapped, a desperate look in her eye.  "Ohh! Well, that's not a problem. We've got that covered. Lute, how many demons did you kill this year?" Adam asked the silent lieutenant. 

"Got a good 275, sir." she replied, coldly. 

"275?! Woah, badass! Awesome job, danger tits! Pound it." The two angels shared a fist bump.  

"Uh, no, that's not awesome! Those are my people, you know that, right?" Charlie stood, worry written on her face. "Ohh, yeah....That must suck for you! Hahaha!" Adam laughed. 

"But these are souls. Human souls, just the same as you have in Heaven." the blonde frowned. "They are not the same." Lute said bluntly, "They had their chance and they earned damnation." 

"You're wrong!" Charlie disagreed. "Sinners made mistakes, sure, but everyone makes mistakes." "ANGELS don't make mistakes." hissed Lute. Charlie crossed her arms, "You really think that?" she raised an eyebrow. 

"I know that." replied the exorcist. 

"Yeah, I've never made a mistake in my fuckin' life." Adam agreed as Lute circled the princess. "The only reason you're still here, is because Daddy gave you and your Hellborn kind, a pardon from an exorcist blade. How's that you feel? To know how little you matter." Lute said coldly, returning to Adam's side. 

"Oops! Almost out of time. Guess we should get into it." Adam sighed lazily. 

"Oh fuck!" Charlie face palmed, and rushed closer to the two angels."Okay, I've got a lot to get through and not a lot of time." Charlie summoned a stack of paperwork. "And I feel like you weren't hearing me before, so here it goes." 

"Awh, shit!" Charlie cursed banging on the door from where she was thrown out.

*Back at the hotel*

Charlie walked into the hotel sadly, before being greeted by her brother, who was sitting at the bar, with paperwork and a another strawberry Daiquiri in front of him, glasses perched on the edge of his nose. 

He looked up at the young woman and smiled, waving his hand to send the paper work away, and taking his drink in his hand, before going over to Charlie. "Hey, sis...how'd it go?" 

As he got closer, he noticed his sister's bubbly demeanor  was gone, "Hey, what's wrong?" 

Charlie opened her mouth before being interrupted by Vaggie hugging her. "Charlie! How'd it go? Did they listen?" Vaggie looked at Charlie hopefully. 

"They sure did...hear it. But um,--" "Oh! Come here! We have something exciting to show you!" Vaggie excitedly dragged Charlie to the living room where everyone was gathered.

"Alastor pulled a few limbs, and it's about to air." (Y/N) grinned as he came to stand in between Husk and the Radio Demon, as Charlie and Vaggie sat on the couch by Niffty and Angel Dust who lounged on the floor.

"I pulled a few limbs, too!" Alastor laughed. (Y/N) shook his head at his antics. 

"Wait, the commercial? You all made a new one?" Charlie asked. 

"Yeah, one of my better performances if I do say so myself." Angel smiled lazily as Charlie teared up, holding her hands over her heart. 

"That's amazing." She said, tearfully, before Angel shushed her. "SHH! It's startin'" He growled. 

On screen, we see the hotel members dressed up; Angel blowing kisses to the camera and at (Y/N) ,who was fighting the urge to blush, before sending smirk at the spider followed by a playful middle finger. Husk was drinking his cheap booze, Niffty staring at the camera, and Alastor wasn't even facing the camera, and glitching slightly.

Vaggie smiled at the camera, "Welcome to the Hazbin Hot-" Suddenly, it was cut off to reveal a news story. 

Vaggie and Angel both shouted in their native languages at the TV and the royal demons' eyes changed to their demon form eyes, both barring their teeth in anger. 

"Breaking news in Hell today! We have just received  word from the Heaven Embassy that the next extermination is happening sooner than ever before! Do you know what that means, Tom" asked the female reporter, turning to her co-host. 

"What does that mean, Katie?" Tom asked with a head tilt. 

"It means we are all royally fucked." Katie replied as the screen showed the clock changing the days to 176. 

"Wait, what? Why" demanded Angel.

"Charlie...." (Y/N) turned towards his sister, "That'd be the kind of thing that's important for me to know before hand." "Sorry, got distracted by the commercial." Charlie sighed, placing her head in her hands in dismay.

*meanwhile*

A angelic hovercraft was scanning over the rummage of the remains of the extermination. 

"We found the body, sir. They've never managed to kill one of us before. We should just go down there now and destroy them!" Lute hissed, her wings fluttering in anger. 

"No,no. We can't risk them catching on. But don't worry, when we come back, there won't be a demon alive to pull a stunt like this again!" Adam yelled, smashing the projector, before smiling wickedly.

*With (Y/N)*

With a groan, the prince of Hell flopped back onto a couch. Bending over paperwork for hours on end, did nothing for his back. 

Fuck, he was only 225, why did his back hurt so much?

(Y/N) sighed, closing his eyes as the little cat from earlier came over, and curled up on his arms, purring loudly. 

"Hey, KeeKee. Hey pretty girl," he cooed, running his hands over the cat's soft fur.

"Ugh, my back." He groaned, feeling his muscles protest at the movement.

"Hey, sweetcheeks." A voice purred in his ear, making him lazily open his violet eye to peek at the spider who grinned widen seeing he had his attention. 

"Mm, not now, Angel, my back his killing me."

"Oh, as much as I'd love to take you in position, big daddy, I was actually coming to offer another one of my services." Angel held up a bottle of oil. "Being bent over something for a long time can really be hard on the back. Lemme help?" 

(Y/N) eyed the spider, looking for any of his usual antics, but found sincerity. "Okay, let's go to my office. I have a spare bed, for nights I don't feel like going to my room." He used his magic to transport himself and the spider, before lazily walking to the space bed.

Angel looked around the office, smiling softly at all the photos of the prince and his family. "Take your shirt off, and lay on your belly. Don't worry, I'll be careful with your wings." He waited patiently for (Y/N) to take his shirt off, smiling as he took in the view of the blond's body, clearly he took care of himself.

"No funny business." (Y/N) said, groaning softly at the pain in his back. "No funny business," agreed Angel before he straddled (Y/N)'s butt, causing him to blush slightly. "Um, what--" "I won't be able to properly massage you from the side. I swear, no funny business. Just wanted to help ya," Angel waited until (Y/N) nodded. 

Angel poured the massage oil in his ungloved hands, all four, and warmed it up in his hands, before getting to work.

(Y/N) sighed softly, enjoying as the Italian spider worked out his sore muscles, being sure to include the demon's wings as well. 

"Thanks, Angel."

"Qualunque costa per te, bambola." 

(Y/N) smiled to himself, deciding to keep the fact that he knows every language in the world to himself as Angel hummed an old song from his childhood. 

The two sat in silence as unaware as Charlie closed the door, smiling, letting the two be.

'They would be so cute.' she grinned to herself. 

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Just a little Abby Anderson Drabble hehe~

This is a fluffy little thing but as always my account is 18+ so no minors or ageless blogs please!!

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You couldn’t keep your eyes off of her, the flames from the fire adorned her features making her shine bright in front of you. She stared into the cackling flames as she heated up the fresh rabbit you both just caught.

It didn’t take long for her to catch your eyes lingering on her just a little bit longer than normal. Her brows started to furrow as she questioned your stare.

“What… Is there something on my face?”

“You’re beautiful.” You blurted out.

You laughed loudly, embarrassed at how quickly that came out.

“Yeah, haha no- nothings on your face.” You quickly averted your eyes back to the fire.

Her eyes were wide, she didn’t expect that to come out of your mouth. You two had been close but in a friend way, not a relationship way. Plus you were aware of her past- well current issues with Owen. But it was just a compliment right? One she’s never really heard before…

You looked back up at her, the silence was too much. She looked as if she was deep in thought. You felt concerned, fuck did you say too much?

It came out before you could even think about it, "Has no one ever called you beautiful before?" You ask.

Her wide doe eyes flicked up to yours in an instant. She wasn't expecting you to ask that, yes she was thinking it but she didn't think you were too.

She decided to be honest, "No... never." She replies.

You felt the pinching of anger in your veins. She's been around Owen all this time and he's never said one thing about her beauty? How is that even possible? Every day you're with her all you can think about is how perfect she is in every way.

She feels vulnerable, her eyes cast down to the fire once more.

"People mainly call me anything but that. I'm not exactly the most delicate when it comes to anything really."

You chuckled and she looked back up at you in shock.

"Abby, you don't have to be delicate to be beautiful. Anyone can be beautiful and trust me, you are. A little too much sometimes..." You mumbled the last part hoping she didn't hear it.

But she did, it caused her to slightly smile. Your words affected her in a way she's not entirely used to. It felt good. Too good. She wanted to hear more. She felt a surge of confidence overcome her.

"Well what about me is so beautiful then?" She asks.

As if you couldn't get any hotter and the fire wasn't helping much either. You started to fiddle with your fingers and avoid eye contact as much as possible. She thought it was cute, how nervous you got just by the slightest question.

"Uhm- Uhh, How's that rabbit coming along?"

She roared with laughter at your question and decided to let you get away with it. She definitely planned on asking you again later in the night. For now she'll settle with the compliment you gave her. It wasn't often that she let herself get vulnerable with others but when it came to you she wouldn't mind feeling that way again.

"Almost done, don't worry it's cooking very beautifully~" She teased and you couldn't help the smile that broke out on your face soon after.

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Just a little drabble for my Abby sluts while I work on so much more! It's been a minute since I posted something and even though this is short I'm glad I was able to finish it! Anyways thank you Beauties~ for reading! Check out my other work while you're here! I got more gay shit coming so stay tuned!!

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[chronophobia-crossover]

POLICE INTERROGATION - TRANSCRIPT LOG OF RECORDED INTERROGATION

DATE: XXXX-XX-XX XX:XX:XX

DURATION: 16 minutes

LOCATION: █████████████ POLICE STATION

TRANSCRIPT LOG BEGINS

POLICE: This interview is being tape recorded for future documentation. I am █████████████████, and I am based at ██████████ ██████. I work with the investigative department of this region. What’s your name? F█: …Felix. POLICE: Your whole name sir. F█: You already have it in your documentation. POLICE: It’s for the record— for this recording specifically— so please, your whole name. F█: Fine. Felix ████ ███████. Not like that’s important. Let’s just cut to the chase now; you wanna convict me for murder because my animatronic just caved in my own kid’s brain. POLICE: Mr. ███████, please. We are not convicting you or anyone of murder. We are just— F█: I’m not fucking blind, Ms. I know when I’m being thrown under the bus when I see it. And I’m being thrown under right now!  POLICE: Sir, we are not trying to convict anyone of anything as of this moment. The details are still unknown and we are simply trying to find evidence if there was fool play or if it was simply a mechanical failure from poor maintenance. F█: …Evidence? The fucking evidence is right there on the material purchase lists I know that bastard has. I asked for good quality materials but what does he give me? Second-hand electronics and steel that’s been rotting in some fucking junkyard for twenty years! This was an accident waiting to happen! POLICE: You were the co-owner of the franchise. Was there no way to acquire the materials yourself? F█: Yeah, out of my own pocket that is. Not like I was the one fixing them. Otto only let me design new ones, leaving some shitty interns do maintenance instead. He didn’t even let me train them! Me, the guy who knows these things inside and out? All he gave them were my blueprints and let them fuck around on their own, like that was safe or something.  POLICE: Are you saying that Otto █████████ employed untrained staff to work on the machines? F█: Animatronics. Robots for entertainment purposes. And… well no, they had some kind of engineering background, but they weren’t me. They weren’t me and I wasn’t even able to teach them the ins and outs of those deathtraps. One of those idiots over-tuned the jaw on the damn thing, making it stronger then it should’ve been. I don’t remember making it capable of caving in a kid’s skull. POLICE: I see. Am I correct to believe that you and Mr. █████████ worked in collaboration in the creation of these …animatronics? F█: Sure. If you wanted to blow out of proportion how much he actually contributes. Maybe if he applied himself more, my son wouldn’t be dead. Maybe he just doesn’t give a shit. It’s not like his own kids are dead, right? Just some lousy coworker who got his last straw taken from him. Wasn’t like he was trying to live a life or anything, raising his kid that’s six feet under now.  POLICE: You are aware that Otis is still alive, yes? F█: No. I know what the doctors said. Honestly? He’s better of dead at this point.  POLICE: Then why— F█: Why I haven’t pulled the plug, then? Haha… Isn’t it obvious? I’m too much of a fucking coward to just let him go.

TRANSCRIPT LOG ENDS

Addendum: Five days after the inciting incident, victim expired in the hospital due to severe brain hemorrhaging. In accordance to this event, the sentence had been increased to 4 years of jail time for Involuntary Manslaughter with no parole. Additionally, as Felix was the primary suspect, he was incarcerated for the aforementioned amount of time due to a lack of evidence of foul play.

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[seeminglydark]

hi! is there are reason that you decided that cassette tapes would be john’s chosen form of physical media? how would john organize his music (i.e., genre, band name, release date) and what would john keep his cassettes in? i can imagine him either having stuff in old shoe boxes or a cassette case that he hand-painted himself!

Yes! It's my personal favorite form of media, I'm really partial to cassettes, i think from growing up in the early 90's when it was the norm, so imprinted on my brain. I love mix tapes, jumping up to smash the record button when my fave tune came on the radio, so id always miss the first 10 seconds haha, my first several cars had tape decks. i love Walkmans, it was such a HUGE thing in my life to be able to put headphones on and take my music with me for the first time. I translate a lot of that nostalgia to john. I always imagine him with his Walkman and headphones, or small portable stereo, in bed with all the lights off except the white christmas lights that criss cross his ceiling, Creaky on his chest, listening to the episodes on repeat.

John organizes his music by How Much he Currently Likes A Band, grouped by band name and then oddly enough by album color. (so if he had several cassettes by say, Social D, they'd be next to each other in rainbow or light to dark.) He does most things by color, he's slower at reading and alphabetizing is a bit of a chore and makes him feel self-conscious and stressed. He doesn't mix music and books on tape, they each have their own shelf. He does rearrange a LOT.

Right again re: shoe box and painting the cases! I actually wrote a little snippet of this a long long time ago that didn't make it into the comic, but you can have it now, under the cut.

'Caro eyes a shoe box on the shelf curiously, its covered in stickers, anti fascism and punk rock bands. 'Can i look at this?' they ask, he nods, his back to them. They pull it down and settle it in their lap, lifting off the top to discover... cassette tapes! Oh wait, John did say Maddie recorded their show for him onto cassettes. There were at least 40, all lined up in the order of episodes. Caro pulled one out, the white paper inside the case was filled in with bright colors and shapes, elaborate images of ghosts and snakes and monsters. They pulled out another. A cartoon portrait of the little blond, violet eyes wide at the barrage of brightly colored spirits hovering behind them. 'Is this me?' they ask out loud. John turns to look and freezes. 'Oh….' embarrassed. 'Uh yeah…' 'Wow the art is so…?' they murmur, pulling out another, this one done in greens and blues with metallics. 'Ive never seen anything like these before?' They saw a lot of fanart, but this was different somehow. It felt more personal. Like the person who made them really put their soul into it, like it wasn't just fanart to the artist, but something really deeply important. 'I…um….' Johns face is bright red now..' um…I mean, you know I dont have social media..' he reminds them softly, rubbing the back of his neck. 'Wait.' Caro looks up, he's so flustered now, shuffling his feet, ears on fire. 'These are YOURS? You did these?' Somehow they've forgotten he used to fill up notebooks with colorful drawings, street art and tagging. Liquid letters and cartoon animals with thick black outlines. 'Sure.' He shrugs and turns away, back to them again, 'I would draw on them while listening, you know. It just felt kinda sad to leave them blank. Maddie showed me some of the fanart online, and the box set of the first season. I can't do the same kind of art, I'm not good like those other people, but…I didn't want to leave them blank, so I made my own I guess.' he pauses. 'I'm sorry…you must think I'm so fucking weird.' 'I don't think its weird…' they murmur looking at the tapes. 'I think its really cool. I didn't know you were such a talented artist.' He laughs, a short bark that sounds like a cough. They put the box gently back on the shelf, and sit on the bed, deciding to spare him. They can see he's smiling though, even if he's trying to hide it with his fist pressed against his lips.'

[bowsellie]

better than revenge - pt 2

fic warnings: cheating, angst, love triangle. abby x reader, reader x ellie, abby x ellie kind of. MDNI, smut

part 1 part 3

warnings: not proof read! ellie x reader, smut without feelings, kind of toxic!reader, manipulatey!reader, SMUT, MDNI. oral (r! receiving), face fucking (e! receiving), praise, pet names.

The rest of the night was spent internet sleuthing. Going through the girls Abby followed named Ellie--of which there were three--and finding the only one with a pride flag in her bio. Requesting to follow and scrolling through her posts to confirm that she was exactly Abby's type. Liking a few of her recent posts to show her you've been looking, then going through your mutual friends to figure out your common link.

After some time gathering information, you decided to send her a message.

hey, idk if you know me but we have a couple friends in common. I can't believe we've never met, you seem so cool!

Shortly, a response came.

oh, hey! yeah I've seen you around but never had the chance to introduce myself haha. well, I'm ellie (obviously).

You let yourself fall into the comfortable lull of flirting with Ellie. Complimenting her appearance, her vibe. Mentioning your queerness. Bringing up the potential to meet up in person. Everything that had worked on Abby seemed to be working on Ellie.

oh, are you still dating that abby girl?

Shit.

oh, her. idk honestly haha. we're on a break or something, but I don't think we'll get back together. I kind of have my eye on someone else.

who?

You looked at her message, considering for a moment before the three dots on Ellie's side popped up again.

do I know them at least? I won't say anything if I do--swear.

how about we go out to coffee and I can tell you then?

Nervousness and excitement danced in your gut as you watched for her response. When the little "yes" appeared, you smiled to yourself and began to make plans to see Ellie.

---💗💗💗---

"You're so pretty, baby."

Ellie's mouth was against your ear, breathing hot and humid as you whimpered. Her knee grinding against your cunt, pressing into the seam of your jeans and expertly growing a pressure there that you knew would pay off sweetly.

Her soft mouth moved to kiss your face all over. Cheeks, brows, lips, as she whispered praises in between. "Prettiest girl I've ever seen. So perfect. I bet you're so sweet." At this suggestion, your hips bucked upwards and elicited a louder groan out of your mouth. "You want me to taste you, sweet girl?"

You nodded quickly, somewhat dazed already. Sex with Abby hadn't felt this good since the very beginning of your relationship, when sparks were still flying and the fire in your bellies was bright. Before the domesticity, and the comfort, and...

You should probably stop thinking about your girlfriend while fucking another girl.

Tuning back in, you noticed that Ellie had pulled your jeans and panties down in one swipe and was resting her cheek on your thigh, looking up at you with hungry eyes. Making eye contact, she leaned forward slowly until her warm mouth attached itself to your cunt. You closed your eyes as you moaned, immediately overwhelmed by how warm and wet and good it felt to have Ellie's tongue playing through your folds. She teased at your clit before moving back down and giving long licks to your pussy, listening attentively to what made you pant and groan and squirm underneath her. She focused more and more attention on your pulsing clit, sucking it between her teeth harshly and applying pressure that made your back arch and thighs clasp around her head. Your hands took two chunks of her hair and began to pull her closer to you, pushing your hips against her mouth as she sucked and lick at your clit. Tensing up and practically shouting her name, you came messily over her mouth.

Ellie leaned away and looked up at you with a grin, wiping her mouth on her hand. "You are sweet." She leaned forward over your body to kiss you sloppily, the tangy taste of pussy on your tongue.

“Ellie,” you whined. “I wanna taste you.”

“Want me to fuck your face, pretty girl?” You nodded enthusiastically, reaching to pull her close to you. Ellie discarded her jeans, moving to position herself above your face. She held you by your hair and lowered her wet cunt over your mouth, holding you still as she ground over your extended tongue.

The girl above you was a grunter. Between praises of how good you were doing, she was breathing out carnal pants and groans that grew louder when she began to increase the pressure. Your jaw was sore, but you knew Ellie was close as your teeth bumped against her clit one, two, three times. As her rhythm stuttered and the grip on your hair loosened, Ellie’s thighs squeezed tight around your head as she came right on your tongue. Your tastes blended into something strong that stayed on your tongue as Ellie climbed off your face, kissing your hair and heading towards the bathroom to grab a washcloth and clean you off.

Wiping down your legs and chin, you sat up and began retrieving your discarded clothes. Ellie sat on the edge of the bed, shy in a contrast to her precious persona. “Have somewhere to be?” she asked. She placed her weight on one hand behind her in an attempt to look casual, but a crease sat between her eyebrows.

“Yeah, it’s late and I have to get home. This was great though. I want to see you again.” Your words came out rushed, and you glanced up at Ellie.

“Yeah, let’s do this again. Should I, I don’t know, walk you home or something?”

You shook your head, already halfway out the door. “No no no, don’t worry about that.”

Suddenly, your plan was getting risky. Yes, you wanted Abby to find out and be jealous. But how were you planning to tell her? How would she actually react? The foundation began to crumble and you bit the bottom of your lip raw on the way home.

[jovalencia]

okay the conversation before I forget it.

we talked for two and a half hours and we walked three full laps around campus and for the first 3/4 of a lap we were just talking about our classes and what we've been up to and whatever the fuck. I mentioned something about my stomach hurting and not feeling super great and he was like "well it's probably your poor diet" then went on about how I shouldn't just eat the same three things and how I need a balanced diet and how I should "just eat more" and that I was malnourished and told me what I should have at each meal like. FUCK you like actually go to hell. when you Know I've had a lot of stomach problems and eating problems? go fuck yourself.

but that was a graceful lead in to me being like "yeah well my stomach also hurts because I was super nervous to talk to you" and he was like "oh?" and I was like "yeah did you really think we were gonna be able to just move on like none of this happened?" and he was like "no I guess not...." so I busted out my checklist of points to cover (yes I physically had the checklist pulled up for this conversation. sue me I had things to say) and each individual grievance are things I've posted about before so I don't need to rehash them all to you. but I will tell you his responses. because it was like 95% me talking I will admit. I led with the big thing I wanted to ask him, which was if he wanted to actually be friends with Me or if he wanted to stay my friend because he was holding onto some hope that I would become a better person that was easier for him to like and get along with. and naturally he didn't actually have an answer to this question. and when I asked if he didn't want to be my friend bc I was mean and it made him uncomfortable or because he wanted to change the way our friend group spent time together, he said that me being mean led to him wanting to change how we spent time together and the group dynamic which like. doesn't make much sense but whatever I didn't push.

I explained that I had resigned myself to no longer being his friend after he never replied to my apology text and that I was okay with that. he seemed like he was hurt by that but who's the one who didn't reply to my text. and that if we never talked again I would have been more upset I never got closure than upset that we weren't friends anymore. so I asked him if he even wanted to continue being my friend and he was like "I don't know..." so I did have to be the one to be like "we're both trying our best to be the best versions of ourselves and this friendship isn't working out, so i don’t really see how this could continue" and he asked me straight up if I wanted to be his friend still and I said no. I was Really proud of myself for getting up the nerve and just saying I didn't want to be his friend anymore. because my biggest fear coming into this is that I would pussy out of doing that. and I didn't!!!!

I brought up that he (and the others) said he cared about me a lot more than he actually showed it and he just didn't have a response to this boooooo👎

he talked about how he wishes we could go back to the good ol days of riverdale nights in the lounge and how that's just not possible with the newfound distance between us (I made a joke after he said distance where i said "yeah x miles haha" and he said "well yeah but i meant more emotional distance" like yeah buddy😐 I know.). and I had to break it to him for the third time so that he could hopefully get it through his thick skull that I was in fact not actually having a good time back in may! I was miserable! I wasn't sleeping or eating and it sucked! and I get those were his good ol days but I hope I got him to realize there never even Were any good ol days for me.

one of my Big Things I brought up that I really liked is I said that whenever I explained this story to people (my best friend my mom and clara (rip) namely), what was going on with him that they always said something to the tune of "when you find your people, it won't be like this" (a lot of people also said they hoped he died but I opted not to tell him that). and that's so true! when I find my people (I have already found some of them) it literally isn't like this! radio friend and my bestie and my mom and sister and all of you and those lifelong friends I mention when we see each other twice a year would never treat me like this!!!!

the things he Did apologize for when I brought them up to him: being dismissive of my sexuality (it was not that thorough of an apology he was like "wow yeah that sucks im sorry" without actually really owning up to it but whatever ig), being condescending (he really can't help it so he just said he was sorry he made me feel condescended to and that was enough for me), accidentally making me feel alienated (I explained to him why I felt that way (bi guy jason not telling me things, them obviously being closer with each other than they were with me, that time they took off in my car for two hours without me) and it deemed like he genuinely felt bad about how alone that made me feel), and he said he was sorry after I explained that I always felt like shit about myself and like such an awful person after we hang out and how I didn't know what I was doing wrong to make them all not like me because I was really trying etc. but he did seem surprised that I picked up on the fact that they didn't like me which leads back to the whole condescension and him thinking I'm stupid thing. like you guys were not fucking subtle.

the things he did Not apologize for when I brought them up: saying he felt like he didn't know much about me but never actually asking about me (I explained how he never asked about me and when I talked about myself he seemed disinterested and he said "I'm not the type of person who makes bullet points when I talk to somebody" like okay fuck you. he also said some bs about how he just prefers to let the conversation flow naturally and how he doesn't like to ask questions. like okay then how are people supposed to know you actually want to talk to them?), being upset with me for never hanging out outside of bachelorette nights when He never asked Me to hang out outside of bachelorette nights (he was just like "yeah I should have reached out and not put that all on you" but he didn't actually say the words "im sorry" or seem to see what was wrong with that so im not counting it👎)

I didn't bring up sarah suitemate that much bc whatever the fuck her and I have going on is simply not his business also it's too complicated for any man let alone one with the brain the size of a pea to understand so I figured why bother. but I did bring up bi guy jason (who bi guy 2 insists never had a crush on me btw. which. if that's true all that worrying myself literally sick was for NOTHING!!!) and I asked if it would be worth it for me to reach out to him to try and get some closure there and he was like "ummm no I don't think that's a good idea. I think he's pretty much already done with you and wants to quietly lay this friendship to rest" like okay. well I'll go fuck myself then. because for the record bi guy jason was always Way worse to me than bi guy 2. so honestly he can kill himself.

it's worth it to note I did a lot of clarifying and apologizing in this conversation to make sure he didn't think I like. hated him or something. and like no matter what I say I really Don't hate him I just think he's a dick and a shitty friend.

I wish I had asked why he was doing so bad he couldn't respond to my text but I forgot and that's all over now.

but yes! the conclusion! as previously stated we kind of agreed to just like. not be friends but be cool with each other. which is the idea end outcome. I just didn't want to have to do any of that awkward pretending I didn't see him while walking on campus bullshit. and I think we're at a point where we can just say hi and appreciate the lols we had while this lasted.

[poopyballz28]

Some Baki characters and what they would be arrested for (pt 1)

stay tuned for pt 2 premiering in about 4 and half years

i was gonna do a couple more characters but. i didnt. 👍

Kiyosumi / drug charges

Look at this fucking guy and tell me he hasnt been found in possession of weed. Like, A LOT of it. He's always smoking that shit and showing up to the dojo completely fucked and causing more problems than he should. Sucks too because he already has a DUI. The shinshinkai "days since last incident" counter resets constantly, mostly because of him.

Kureha / tax evasion

He simply dislikes paying money to the government. He's busy like, 24/7, training and doing fucking doctor shit he doesn't have the TIME. or ENERGY. to pay his taxes (or so he says). His biggest scandal was not him horrifically experimenting on people for medical studies, his true biggest controversy was the fact he was a veteran tax evader. Amen brother.

Katsumi / reckless driving/vehicular manslaughter

I am laughing so hard writing this, oh my god. Listen, HE CANNOT DRIVE. He's 20, he's young, he is god awful at driving, it's the middle of the night, he's going too fucking fast and oh no, oh my god, holy shit, he just hit a person. He immediately calls his dad in a, in a terrible panic. Dad, I didn't see him, I SWEAR.

Hector / theft

There's a lot of crimes he's committed and I was going to put war crimes because he has definitely done that but just the idea of him stealing, like, everything from the local Victoria's Secret is too funny. Does he know her secret? I would hope so. He just walks up into the nice family owned make-up store in the middle of Tokyo and just non-chalantly takes all the pretty eye shadow pallets and lipsticks then BOOKS it.

Kosho / animal cruelty

How many times do we have to tell you, Kosho. STOP FUCKING USING FINGER TECHNIQUES ON THE POOR FARM ANIMALS, ITS IMMORAL!!! Finger techniques as in like, fighting...techniques. I realized after I wrote that sentence how weird it kinda sounded, sorry guys. No, yeah but Kosho will find any opportunity to train on a living being. No mercy. If cattle is within 20 feet of Kosho Shinogi it is riding the line of dead and alive. call that Schrödinger's cattle.

im not sure if ill finish a part two but i certainly will try. also the inspiration for katsumis was 100% that scene with him and hector where he fucking swerved and drifted away fast as fuck. like what was that for. and you could see hector's reaction too like why did you have to swerve off all aggressive. ☠️ needed to let that out sorry

haha what the hell is this question feature

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[thebreakfastgenie]

maybe you've already mentioned them but what are your fave jimmy buffett songs?!?!?

Thank you so much for sending this, this is so fun!!

My taste is... kind of basic, because it comes from the Jimmy Buffett songs I grew up on, which were the ones my mom sang and the ones on her bootleg tape. I really need to dig into his less famous songs more but in the meantime, here's this journey.

The first Jimmy Buffett song I ever knew was Cheeseburger in Paradise and it's still a fave. The hook on that bridge is just *chef's kiss.* Also this is how I found out what a daiquiri was, so I think of it every time I drink one. (Average night in my house: me: what's a daiquiri? my mom: it's an alcoholic drink. me: what's a Havana? my mom: it's a kind of cigar.) I kinda want to make up a tap routine to this song.

The second Jimmy Buffett song I ever knew was Margartaville and it's still a fave too, though not as much as cheeseburger. The lyrics are dry and funny but it's also really evocative; when I was interrogating my mom about the meaning of these lyrics (I did this with every song I heard) I came away thinking the narrator was kind of a depressed alcoholic. I saw a post the other day about how if you shift it into a minor key this song gets really dark and I was like yeah it already was?? But it's also just catching and relaxing, haha. I love margaritas and I do think of this song. I actually have parrot margarita glasses..... Margaritaville is also kind of passively feminist which cracks me up. It's not a woman's fault, it's his own damn fault, and he knows it!!

These are the two my mom sang to me at bedtime, and then when I was slightly older we started listening to the tape, and I got several favorites from that that are still favorites today!

The first one was Come Monday. It's a very sweet song compared to a lot of his others and I love the melody. Every time I'm excited about something that falls on a Monday I sing this to myself.

The other one that really made an impression on me was A Pirate Looks at Forty which is honestly one of my favorite songs, period. If you translate "yes I am a pirate, 200 years too late" literally into French it scans to the tune pretty well and I used to do that just for fun?? And then Jimmy Buffett did that with a bit of one of his other songs on My Brother, My Brother, and Me and I was like Oh Hey. This was the one song I really wanted to hear going into the concert, and I did!

Also on the tape I really loved Son of a Son of a Sailor! I liked Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes almost as much. And I really loved Why Don't We Get Drunk. It's hilariously honest and it's catchy as hell. When he introduced that one at the concert he mentioned that people bring their kids and grandkids to his concerts and he's not sure the songs are appropriate and I was just like well I was singing along to that when I was seven. These songs all remain favorites although these days I'm partial to the You Had to Be There version of Why Don't We Get Drunk because it's even funnier.

Not on the tape, I really like Fruitcakes. When he says "there's a little bit of fruitcake left in every one of us" I feel something??

When I was at summer camp one year we had a counselor who would sing to us and she sang He Went to Paris and I didn't realize it was Jimmy Buffett at first and when I found out I was like damn. That was one of his personal favorites, at least according to You Had to Be There. I'm still obsessed with that song.

Lately the ones I've been playing on repeat (surely driving my roommates to their very own "are you haunted? are you fucking possessed?" moment) are Mañana and Miss You So Badly. Mañana was on the tape, but I rediscovered it recently and boy do I love it. Miss You So Badly is all about the verses for me and again I prefer the You Had to Be There version.

I bolded the song names in case you want to skim haha!

[marinerainbow]

Greasy: So... I've seen you spending a lot of time with 'Moony' lately.

Wheezy, immediately realising what his 'best friend forever whether he likes it or not' is thinking: No, wait, Grease- It's not what you think. Hold o-

Greasy: Oh really?? =_= So no reason for me to be jealous??

Wheezy: No, man! *sighing* You're the only one for me.

Greasy: =_= Is that so?

Wheezy: Promise. Moon and I are just datin', okay? They're my partner.

Greasy: ... So there are no best friends feelings involved? 🤨

Wheezy: *rubbing his temples* Yer still my one and only best friend, I promise. He's just the love of my life, okay? Nothin' more.

Greasy: =_= =_= ... But I'm still the platonic love of your life, right?

Wheezy: *sighhhhh* Of course.

Greasy: ...

Greasy: ...

Wheezy: *worried grease isn't believing him and he's gonna make this a Huge Thing and he's gonna have to Deal With It Today. On a Saturday, of all days- *

Greasy: Well okay then, amigo! I believe you ^^

BONUS! Moony standing not 5 feet away with take out for them all: ... I gotta take Poppy up on that toon patrol crash course. What the FUCK was that-

(Just something to brighten your day hopefully, haha XDD I got this from an incorrect quotes generator so I dunno exactly where it's from- but it's also heavily edited to fit the weasels XD Have a good one!)

ARTFEEGHFDSKJBG this is absolutely them 🤣🤣🤣🤣 omg. I want to see Greasy be territorial of all the people he loves has in his life. Even Psycho! They may not like each other, but they're part of the same team!!!! They look out for each other! "It's Ben. My worst enemy..." // "Wait just a moment, Loco! I thought I was your worst enemy!?" // "I have a life outside of you, Greasy."

I can only imagine how jealous Greasy is gonna get when Terry comes in and sweeps his best friend off his feet with a relaxing fishing trip.

Moony, trust me, you're gonna need that crash course. He goes and tells Poppy what he just witnessed, and it's just gonna be like, "Oh yeah. Greasy is pretty territorial about his relationships. I think it might have something to do with his history, even if he doesn't like to talk about it." // "I mean, that's relatable, but now I gotta pretend I'm in love with Wheezy in front of him. That's gonna be awkward." // "Just give him time. Greasy's like a cat; you need to introduce yourself to him slowly, or you'll spook him." // "Isn't that Psycho?" // "Yes and no. For one, they're more similar than either of them like to admit. But Psycho's more like a deer. No matter what, you have to let him come to you first." // "You should be writing instruction manuals with how precise you are."

Also I love how Poppy has basically become the weasel expert to outsiders at this point XDDD she's just like, "Don't worry, that glare means he likes you! ^^" // "Sir, you made him put his cigarettes down. You should run." // "I know it's kinda creepy, but once you get used to it, it's pretty cute how he wants to just stare into your eyes all day ^^" // "You need to go through a lot of... Personality with him. But he can be a very good friend ^^ // "Oh no, he's not childish. He may not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but that doesn't mean he's childish. You should see him at home mixing drinks!"

Just... it makes sense! Poppy loves her friends, so she pays attention to them. I guess that kinda makes her similar to Greasy with his intuition (though he's got it tuned into everything, she focuses on her loved ones). So it would make sense if Poppy was the weasel expert XDD

[sleepydelights]

7: Have tattoos?

8: Want any tattoos?

12: Relationship status

13: Biggest turn ons

14: Biggest turn offs

15: Favorite movie

16: I’ll love you if

25: My idea of a perfect date

27: A description of the girl/boy I like

34: What I find attractive in women

35: What I find attractive in men

36: Where I would like to live

oop i didn't think it was so many sorry

Wow! Don’t be sorry nonnie I’m happy for the attention and distraction from packing ^.^

7. Yes, but they’re all simple, black, and family related. I’m itching to get a number of new ones though.

8. Haha yes, I want a beetle in the crook of my arm so when I open and close my arm, the elytra open revealing the wings beneath. I want a 747 wingtip to wingtip, elbow to pinky. I have a number of finger tattoos I want; bone outline on the back of one hand. I want my entire left leg to be beautiful vibrant flowers, each representing an important person to me. There are so many more tbh but that’s a start.

12. I am married and poly. I’m not actively seeking, but then that’s never been my style. My wife landed in my lap 10 years ago by luck. I tend to deal in extremes so if I’m honest I never dated much at all. Just pined.

13. Biggest turn ons? It’s hard to rank them because they all have different effects but I guess decisiveness, intention, and calmness.

14. Turnoffs? Gah it’s so situational and I never know when something is going to give me the ick. I think willful ignorance is number one. Like if someone sends a message with my pinned word but the message contains unsolicited sexy roleplay, I’m immediately squicked. Like brother (it’s always men in my experience) you read it but did you -read- it? That’s a lame example but yeah ignorance and boundary pressing behavior.

15. Favorite movie. I get so much shit for this all the time but it’s Armageddon. Bruce Willis was in his peak imho in 97 for The Fifth Element and in 98 for Armageddon. It’s a stellar fucking cast- Steve Buscemi, Liv Tyler, Michael Clarke Duncan,Billy Bob Thornton, and there’s also Ben Affleck and Owen Wilson. Yes. I know. It’s a Michael Bay film but I feel like it gets a pass because it’s pre-Transformers. It’s so bad it’s good again, from hysterically bad dialogue to criminally incorrect representations of vacuum physics, all to the fucking tune of Aerosmith. Fun fact - NASA uses (or used) Armageddon for management trainees, tasking them to spot as many errors as possible and so far 168 have been noted. Let’s not forget the bonus dvd features interviewing Ben Affleck who essentially laughs his way through every plot hole for five minutes. Suspend your disbelief of any of it making logical sense in a real world environment and it’s a fantastic film and I will die on this hill to the tune of I Don’t Wanna Miss a Thing.

16. I’ll love you if you… think of me fondly.

25. My idea of a perfect date? April 25th. It’s not too hot and not too cold. All you need is light jacket. ^.^ But for real? Probably going for tapas and drinks, maybe a show. Then we come back and get comfy because fuck being out too long and we snuggle and talk and let things go where they may.

27. A description of a person I like. She has the most vibrant brown eyes I’ve ever seen. Black as night sometimes but sometimes they are a rich amber or even chocolate with hints of sienna. Her skin is so soft and inviting. Her hands are soft but strong. She’s taller than me which is nice because sometimes I need to feel small. She’s a talented writer and she’s funny and smart but not a know it all. She does know it all though. About everything. She has a thirst for knowledge that rivals no one else I’ve met. Some of it might be useless knowledge but fuck if she doesn’t retain it like she does cables and puns. I like her a lot.

34. What I find attractive in women? The list of what I don’t find attractive in women would be much shorter. I have been obsessed with the female form for as long as I can remember. I was always embarrassed about it but here it’s okay and welcome to openly worship women and I love that for me.

35. What I find attractive in men? I don’t find many men attractive and the ones I do? They don’t have many physical attributes in common. It’s about how they make me feel. I can’t stand a man who yells. I do appreciate some hair and a squishy tummy and big hands though.

36. Where I would like to live? It’s between California and Barcelona right now. California for friends mostly. Barcelona to escape the political fuckery of this hellscape country. I don’t feel like my family is safe here anymore.

Thanks for all the questions! I really need to pack my tech bag and go to bed soon though. My Lyft will be here in 7 hours. 🫣

[iammontygator]

First meeting with DJ Music Man

Mike: Hey! You’re going to the Fazcade?

John: Yeah, It’s my last task of the day. I have to-

Mike: Aaaaarg you lucky bastard!! It’s literally my favorite place in the whole Pizzaplex. If I had to spend the night in only one place, frankly, I’d stay here.

John: Wow... Is it really that cool?

Mike: Of course it’s really that cool!! The DJ is so cool too, I love that guy. Always at his discs, vibing in his corner. Just too cool.

John: The DJ??

Mike: Yeah! What’s up? Don’t tell me you’ve never heard about the DJ?!

John: ... Doesn’t sound familiar to me.

Mike: Omggggggg!! So here, mate, I’ll let you find out for yourself.

John: What do you mean?

Mike: Oh and don’t be fooled by appearances! It may surprise you at first, but I assure you, he’s very nice.

John: What’s wrong with his looks??

Mike: *walks away waving at him* See you tomorrow, man!

John: HEY!! MIKE! DON’T GO LIKE THAT!!

Mike: *already out*

John: *sigh* What the fuck did that mean..

Monty who observed the whole scene: *smirk*.

John: Well.... *look at his Fazwatch* I have to go. *shows his pass to the robot, then enters the elevator*

[a few minutes later]

John: *Good. I shouldn’t be freaking out, logically. After all, Mike told me he was a cool DJ, didn’t he? I guess that "don’t be fooled by appearances" just meant: watch out, he looks like a big bad, but he’s really nice! Not like Monty.* [...] *Okay, I don’t see a DJ right now. Hopefully, he’s already gone ho.......*

And then, John see it. A giant, arachnid-like animatronic. Sleeping on his stage.

John: *slowly back towards the elevator* Okay, one step at a time... Sloooooowly...

DJMM: Zzzz.....Zzzzzz....

John: Yeah, that’s right big guy, sleep tight... Oh sh- *stumbles*.

DJMM: Zzz...Hmm? *wakes up slowly*

John: Oh no. No no no no no no. *run to the elevator*

DJMM: *follows John*

John: *call the elevator* Come oooon, come on, come on, COME ON, DAMNIT!! *kicks in the elevator door*

Monty, on the floor above: *blocks the elevator*.

John: HELP ME!!! SOMEONE!!

Monty: *laugh*

DJMM: *stops right behind John*

John: *turns around very slowly, breathing shakily* Tell me you’re not behind me, tell me you’re not behind me...

DJMM: *⚫️⚫️*

John: HE’S BEHIND MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Monty: *laugh out loud*

DJMM: *holds John* 🤲

John: please don’t eat me, please don’t eat me, PLEASE DON’T EAT MEEEE *hides his face*

DJMM: *stares at him motionless, intrigued*

John: .... *shyly removes his hands from his face* .. Am.. Am I dead?

DJMM: *nods no*

John: So... That means you didn’t eat me?

DJMM: *nods yes*

John: Oh.. Well, thanks I guess..?

DJMM: *makes a little happy music* 🎶

John: So, hum.. You’re the DJ, right?

DJMM: *nods yes*

John: I’m John, I work here. Nice to meet you.

DJMM: *approaches his fist to John* 👊

John: Oh wow hum, did I.. Did I say something wrong?

DJMM: *keeps his fist right in front of John*

John: ... Oooooh, I think I get it. *check him*

DJMM: *lowers his fist and plays a new upbeat tune while dancing* *⚫️⚫️🎶🎶🥳*

John: *holds on to his glove* Wow wow wow wow wow, easy buddy, easy. Don’t forget there’s a little human being in your big hands ah ah.. *look at the ground* Oh shit it’s really high...

DJMM: *puts John down gently*

John: Oh! Thanks buddy! That’s cool. I’m a little dizzy actually haha-

DJMM: *moves away to his stage*

John: ... *What’s he doing?* Oh, of course you’ll be back for your nap! I did wake you, and I’m really sorry about that.

DJMM: *sits behind his turntables and starts mixing* 🎧🎼

John: Ooooh actually you wanted to mix!! Day and night I see? Haha

DJMM: *just vibing 🥳🎶🎧*

John: Hahaha.. Hum. Well, I’ll be off then! *returns to the elevator and waves to the DJ* See ya buddy!

DJMM: *waves to John* 👋

John: *call the elevator and enter* ...

The elevator: *plays its usual music*

John: *Well, it wasn’t so bad after all! I thought I was going to die, but in the end, he’s a really nice guy, that DJ! A bit creepy and a bit in his own world, but very nice! Mike hadn’t lied to me after all.*

Ting!

John: *get out of the elevator and look at it* You, on the other hand, are weird. If I hadn’t come across a really nice gigantic robot, I’d already be dead because of you by now. I’m going to have to talk to the technicians about this, it’s very dangerous.. *walk to the exit*

Monty hidden a bit further away : *😏🕶* ...

[purplesurveys]

1732

When someone sneezes, do you say “Bless you,” or “God Bless you?”  I'll say 'bless you' if I can remember to/feel like it but otherwise I just act like I didn't hear anything.

Do you ever look at someone cute, and automatically make a move?  No, I'm just not interested in seeing people.

How many times have you been to Wal-Mart/K-Mart in the past week?  I've been to neither of these places my entire life.

What are two things you are excited to do in the near future?  Well I've given myself an actual personal deadline to resign, so it's feeling more and more real now and I feel a certain weight being lifted off my shoulders. I've even talked to Trina about it, so she knows, and that just adds to the Realness of it all.

Another thing is that my family is planning a trip to Sagada this December, and if it ever becomes set it'll be really exciting to go back after 8 years.

Have you ever seen the movie A Walk to Remember? Cliche’ or worth watching? I have seen it but by golly could I not stand the acting/script. I think I lasted all of 20 minutes with it before I turned it off.

Do you ever put condoms in old people’s buggies at the store?  No. I just don't fuck around with condoms or with old people at all...

Name one reason you go to a pharmacy regularly for?  I don't, at least not regularly. When I'm in one it's usually to get something I'm prescribed to take, and this only happens every few years.

What radio station could you not resist turning it to in the vehicle?  93.1 is pretty generous with the BTS airplay so they've earned an even bigger fan in me haha.

Do you live in a house, apartment, or another type of arrangement?  House.

Do you wear sweaters in the winter or hoodies, more often?  We don't get winter, and I don't have a preference between the two.

Are you kind of a loner? Do you like being alone?  It depends on the group. There've definitely been situations where I feel 'stuck' with people and my introvert mood comes out so that I barely talk and just feel like going home.

In any case I do try to put myself out there as much as possible, but if it REALLY can't be helped then that's the time I start to tune out.

Are you one of those people who like to spell out numbers?  If the situation calls for it then yeah.

Is there an animal in the room with you right now? What kind? Yes, the dogs are in front of me sleeping away.

Did you or do you still have a Furby? Was/is it annoying?  I never had one.

What's one event your town has that you don’t like to participate in?  Just...any kind of religious pilgrimage.

Are any of your siblings married? What are their spouse’s names?  None of us are married.

Do you hate nosy people who ask too many personal questions?  Not really, unless they become persistent in an irritating way.

Name one lyric from the song you’re listening to/the last one you listened?  "Never laugh at the controversies that befall others because that might be you one day."

Do you have a fax machine? Do you ever use it anyways?  We don't. I used to only see those in hotels but I don't think even they have them anymore.

Does your kitchen table have placemats? If so, what colors are on them?  We put the placemats away when they're not in use, but yeah we have brown ones. They're just not permanently on the table haha.

Do you know how to sew? What's your favorite thing to sew?  I don't, actually. I dabbled in embroidery before but that's it.

Have you ever owned a turtle? Did it ever bite you when you owned it?  We've never had a turtle.

Does your father have any creepy or scary friends you don't like? Fortunately no, and I can say the same for my mom.

Who was the last person (if anyone) you said Happy Birthday to?  My mom. It's her birthday today! :)

Do you have Photoshop? If so, how often a day do you use it?  Nope.

What color are the walls in the room you’re in right now?  White.

Has your school ever had a lockdown? If so, for what reason exactly?  As far as I can remember, no. There was once a bomb threat at the university beside mine, but we were unaffected and I do remember going to school that day even though I was majorly freaked out.

Do you enjoy it when your school has drills? (ex/fire or tornado drill?)  They're necessary so I didn't mind them, but it was mostly irritating because nobody took it seriously. Everyone kind of just used it as an opportunity to stroll leisurely and finally get to chitchat; and since we were a lot it wasn't like the teachers could tell us off either.

Do you watch any shows that you know your parents wouldn’t approve of?  I don't.

Do you have any siblings who still believe in Santa, and are over age ten?  All of us are in our 20s and none of us believe in Santa. I don't think any of us did? or idk maybe it was just me lol.

What color were the last pair of headphones/earphones you bought?  Black.

Do people call you a big mouth sometimes? Or more than sometimes?  Not to my face, at least.

Has anyone ever stolen your survey questions before, if you make surveys? I've never made my own survey; I prefer to be on the answering side of it haha.

Leggings with denim shorts; yes or no?:  Naw, let's leave those in 2007.

Do you like to burn candles?:   Not really. Too hot.

Are Yankee Candles really all that?:  Idk I've never used one.

Do you think any bands/artists are trashy?:   I honestly don't have much of an opinion on this.

Have you ever started typing something and then someone spoke and you ended up typing what they said? All the time.

What type of white-out do you use: bottled liquid, tape or pen?  Tape.

What would you put on your perfect sub?  I don't have those often, so I don't really know what I'd want in them.

Do you have anything that’s limited edition?  Yeah.

[oh-my-damn]

Samesies! True crime buddies! I recommend The Sinner on Netflix as well, it’s not a doco or anything it’s a fictional series but, it’s about some fucked up shit. Season 1 and 2 are brilliant.

Honestly, I don’t know which one lol. Individually they’re all so irritating lol, so I’m going for a mixture of them all lol. Sadness, I would punch her in the face. When she touched all the memories and makes them all sad!!!! I was ready to GO. Which one are you?

A x

Oh yeah, I've seen season 1! Excellent. I also liked True Detective, but primarily season 1 lol.

OH, and all the ones on Ted Bundy. I've seen pretty much all of it lol, serial killer/psychopaths fascinate me 🫣

But yes, true crime besties!

Hmm, well, it all depends on the head you're in! Sadness is in control of the mom because sadness has a lot of empathy - so maybe as a kid, she's uncontrolled and clumsy, and then as you grow older, sadness turns into deeper feelings which develops empathy.

Anger is in control of the dad - not necessarily because he's angry, but because he maybe acts more on impulse, and doesn't always think things through.

It's fascinating! For me I actually think Sadness would be in my control room at this stage in my life. I tend to tune in to other peoples feelings a lot (which can be exhausting) and I act more logically and on the inside instead of outbursts lol. Otherwise Joy. I like to think Joy and Sadness work as a team inside me 🥰 hehehehe

But that movie 🥺 oh gosh. Bing Bong 😭

I have him as a plushie and he smells like cotton candy 🥺 I love him haha

(I'm not a weirdo, I swear, I have a lot of memorabilia and know a lot about the movies because I used to work for Disney haha)

[kwiiwi1]

more of my silly femdom n subby bro pairing Toto bellow the cut yippee 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳

teehee Toni and Alto passionately making out just because

breathing so heavily between them, saliva connecting their mouths and altos nudging against Toni's nose, whimpering

"more, m'need more please, please"

haha needy bastard XD I laugh at ur bottomness mwahahahaahah 😈😈😈😈😈😈

(I could never laugh at u ur too sweet and stupid for me to hate ong)

I like to think that Alto initiates the kiss at first

like they're comfortably watching a movie together, snuggled up close yknow AS FRIENDS

and they're just.. mmm the tension

I swear there is tension

Alto watching Toni ramble on about how stupid the movie is, pointing out its many flaws and plotholes, and bro he's so in love

then she turns to look at him, and they find each others eyes and time seems to stop for them and oh my stupid heart for these fools 😍😍😍😍😍

(THIS READS LIKE A BAD FANFICTION I WOULD'VE WRITTEN AGES AGO EW AISCNSJDJ 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭)

and he leans forward without realizing and kisses Toni and hrhshehsh 😖😖😖😖😖

short and sweet, but Alto's neediness bleeds thru lol

Alto initiates it, but Toni's the one who takes charge as she grips him by the scuff of his shirt and pulls him again for another

and another, and another-another, until they're basically making out on the couch, movie long forgotten and tuned out to white noise.

the tension between them explodes into this absolute ball of longing and waiting and wanting

daydreams and whispered secrets they've had about each other since middle school, hands brushing against each other, love hearts doodled on the sides of their homework with their initials, stickers over each others hands and faces when they were children, eating $2 chips from the dairy and feeding them to the birds at the park, pinkie promises made under the cover of twilight, pillow fights and strawberry juice staining the fronts of their shirts, all of that combines and builds into this single moment of adrenaline rush.

and it doesn't stop, neither of them want it to stop, so they let it take its course.

Alto's heavily moaning into Toni's mouth, her hand trailing down and under his shirt, until it stops above his boxers.

She pulls away, leaving a dazed boy, puffy lips slicked with spit, curly blonde-brown hair framing him like a halo.

His eyes are still twinkling with that childish innocence of his, but there's something deeper in them now, more unhinged yet it still waits.

".. do you want this?" She asks, a final barrier between the both of them, the string of their friendship being pulled tight, threatening to break and let go an entire decade's worth of carnal feelings.

The air hangs heavy between them, charged with desire before he answers, a soft careful whisper with his oh so pretty lips that breaks the dam.

"..yes.

please"

and then they proceed to have hot steamy couch sex fuck yeah bro 😩😩😩😩😩😩