#so if you want a dead person get that dead person on board baby! we'll channel them and get them on set no problem! | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

dontcare77ghj · 2 years ago

Text

Supposed to be a one night thing

Steve x reader x Bucky

Mob! Au

Authors Note; Sorry for the long absecne, I'm going to try harder to post. In the mean time, if you want some behind the scenes, or want to be friends, or are just bored, please follow me on the following;

https://www.instagram.com/paigedwrites/

Sleeping with two men after sharing a couple of dances and drinks with them was not your best moment.

Especially since you three started before you even left the club.

The next morning you had snuck out of the hotel room they'd brought you to before either man had a chance to wake up.

You thought that was it. One night, two months ago.

Except now, sitting on your bathroom floor, you realised that hadn't been it.

"God, fucking damn it." You swore, staring at the positive pregnancy test in your hands.

"Y/N, you good in there?" Wanda called from the other side of the doorway.

"No, I'm dead." You called back sarcastically, still staring at the stick.

"Don't take that tone with me, miss missy," Wanda said as she opened the door. "It's positive, isn't it?" She asked, closing the door behind her.

"I thought there was protection." You whispered as Wanda came and sat beside you. "I could've sworn there were condoms, and I'm on the pill! For Christ's sake!" You cried, throwing the stick across the room.

"The pill doesn't always work, and you said you were all really drunk, didn't you?" Wanda questioned you as her arm wound around your shoulders.

"We were." You nodded, curling into Wanda's side.

"Well, there you go. It doesn't take a genius to make a baby." Wanda tried to joke.

"No, it just takes so many shots of vodka." You groaned.

"Is it too soon to ask you what you want to do?" Wanda wondered.

"I don't know what I want to do yet." You said with a sigh. "I don't even know who those men or which is the father." You said, hiding your face in your hands. "God, I'm a slut."

"Oh, please, those two are the first men you've slept with in two years. You're hardly a slut." Wanda told you.

"I'm barely twenty-four, Wands. I don't know if I can be a mom." You said, looking at your friend.

"You have pretty much adopted those four kids that work for you. You're the most mothery person I know, and that's including other mothers." Wanda said.

"If I did keep it, I have nana's bakery, so it's not like I'm strapped for cash." You hummed. "I might have to find somewhere else to live."

"We have the spare room, hon. Granted, it's a little small, but it'll be fine for now for bubs." Wanda said. "Oh, I have to make a nursery Pinterest board now! When do we know if it's a girl or a boy? Or should we go something between like purple?" She questioned you.

"You'd still want to live with me? With a baby that'll spend half its first year screaming?" You rose a brow at the woman.

"It's not like my insomnia lets me sleep anyway." Wanda shrugged. "Hey, look at me. You are my best friend, the sister I wanted but didn't get. Of course, I wasn't going to kick you out when you're pregnant." She promised you.

"Have I ever told you I love you?" You asked the woman.

"Not lately." She smiled.

"I love you, Wands."

"I love you too, Y/N. We'll figure this out. I promise."

Two Months Later

"I knew it! I knew it! I knew it!" Wanda cheered as she exited the doctor's office first.

"It was a fifty-fifty chance, Wanda." You rolled your eyes with a smile.

"But still, I was right!" She grinned, looping her arm around you. "And I think we should get ice cream for my little detkas."

"Not for you or me? Just for what's in my womb?" You rose a brow at the woman.

"I mean, we're going to get some too, but this way, we can pretend we're being healthy," Wanda said as the two of you rounded a corner.

But before the two of you could continue on your way, two black SUVs stopped in front of you.

"Should we run?" You asked, eyes darting to Wanda in fear.

"Too late." She nodded to another SUV behind you both.

"Ladies." A blonde man called as he exited one SUV, three other men right behind him. "We're going to need you to come with us."

"Yeah, we didn't ask for a ride, but thanks anyway." You said, causing a dark-skinned man to laugh.

"That's cute, honey, but the bosses want to see you." He chuckled.

"You wouldn't want to start something that might hurt the baby in your belly, would you?" A man with long black hair wondered, causing another to smack him in the back of the head.

"Nothing will happen to any of you three if you just get in the car." The blonde man spoke again.

"I don't think we have much of a choice here, Y/N," Wanda whispered to you.

"No, I don't think we do." You sighed before the two of you began walking towards the men.

As the two of you got closer, the blonde man took hold of your forearm and pulled you into one car while another took Wanda and began dragging her towards the other.

"Wait, where are you taking her?" You demanded, watching as Wanda was bundled into the back of the other car.

"Don't worry about her. She's going to be just fine as long as you cooperate." The man said as you were pushed into the car.

"How did no one react to two people being kidnapped in broad daylight?" You muttered to yourself.

"People see what we tell them to see." The dark-skinned man said as the car began to drive.

Too scared to anger your kidnappers, you kept silent in the back seat, your arms wrapped around your belly.

The windows were tinted so darkly that you couldn't tell where the men had driven you or how long it had been since you got into the car.

But all too soon, the car stopped.

"C'mon, little lady." The blonde said, opening your door and trying to take your arm.

Wrenching yourself out of his grasp, you stepped to the side before glaring at him.

"Put your hand on me, and it'll be the last thing it ever touches." You snapped, causing the darker man to laugh loudly as the blonde had the intelligence to look scared.

"Oh, I'm gonna like having you around." The man said, holding his hand out to you. "Sam."

"I'm not taking your hand." You said, wrapping your arms around your stomach.

"Fair enough." He nodded, letting his hand fall to his side. "This way." He gestured for you to follow him, the blonde man behind you.

You were certain you were going to die.

That you, your babies, and Wanda, too, would all be dead by the end of the hour.

And your fears weren't lessened as Sam led you through what looked like an office building and bundled you into an elevator before pressing the top floor button.

"In you go, sweetheart," Sam said once the doors opened.

If you were going to die, there was no point in delaying the inevitable.

Steeling your shoulders, you walked out of the elevator into what appeared to be a large office.

You felt sorry for whoever was going to have to clean your blood out of these carpets.

"Y/N L/N." A man from behind the desk stated, causing you to freeze.

"I think she's surprised to see us, Buck." The other man chuckled.

"Of course, she is. I bet you never thought you'd see us again, huh, sweet thing?" Bucky questioned you, resting his elbows on the desk in front.

"Well, that is why I left before you two woke up." You sighed, walking closer to the two.

"You didn't think you could hide our baby from us, did you?" Steve cocked his head.

"Well, I didn't know who you were or have a phone number, and there's not exactly a message board for anonymous motel sex, is there?" You snarked, taking the seat opposite them.

"You don't know who we are?"

"Besides intimate details, no." You said, causing the two to share a look you couldn't discern. "What I do want to know is why the hell you had me and my friend kidnapped in broad daylight?"

"You're carrying our child, Y/N," Steve said as if that were all the explanation you needed.

"Which I still don't know how you found out about." You raised a brow.

"Our friend's wife works at your doctor's office. He recognised you." Bucky shrugged.

"Okay, enough with the half-assed answers." You snapped.

"You might want to be careful what you say to us, kitten," Steve said warningly.

"I remember you liked my mouth. Or was it just what went in it and not out?" You narrowed your eyes at the blonde as Bucky laughed loudly.

"She's got fire, Stevie."

"Look, we can all agree that this," You gestured to your rounded stomach. "Is not what any of us planned. So, why don't you two go back to not knowing?" You suggested.

"Not knowing?"

"Yeah, me and my friend, who better still be in one piece, go back home, and you two can stay here and do whatever the hell it is you do." You explained. "You won't hear from any of us again."

"And what would you say if we offered you a million dollars to have this baby, give it to us, and you go on with your life?" Bucky offered.

"You could offer me the moon, and I'd turn it down." You shook your head.

"That's our baby, kitten." Steve reminded you.

"It wouldn't be your baby if I filed for a restraining order, would it?" You asked, trying to sound threatening, only for the two to laugh.

"There isn't a judge in this city who isn't in our pocket, sweet thing," Bucky mentioned.

"How about we come to the obvious solution?" Steve asked, causing you to cock your head at him. "Co-parenting."

"There'd be rules." You crossed your arms across your chest.

"On both ends." Bucky nodded.

"And conditions." You added. "Starting with my friend walking out of here without a scratch on her."

"Done." Steve nodded. "One of ours is you, and the baby would have to live with us."

"Excuse me?" You scoffed.

"We have a lot of enemies, sweet thing. It'd be safer for both of you." Bucky mentioned.

"Who the hell are you two?" You snapped, tired of the two's vague words.

"Sweetheart, we're the head of the Avengers mob."

"How the fuck did you not know you were sleeping with two mob bosses?" Wanda demanded as she entered the room Steve and Bucky had given you.

Apparently, the building Sam and the man you'd come to know as Clint had brought you to had many uses.

The lower floors were one of Steve and Bucky's many businesses, this one legal, and the top floors were home to them and theirs.

That now included you.

"I don't pay attention to who people are, Wanda! I don't know who the fucking President is!" You groaned, holding your head in your hands.

"After we fix this, you're not leaving my sight. Next thing I know, you'll be inviting a terrorist to dinner." Wanda sighed, sinking to sit beside you. "Did they hurt you?"

"No." You shook your head. "I don't think they will."

"They kidnapped us." Wanda reminded you.

"They could done a lot worse." You sighed. "Steve and Bucky said they'd call you a car when you're ready to go."

"Like hell, I'm leaving you here." Wanda scoffed. "You can tell them they can either set me up a bedroom next to yours, or we're sharing a bed."

"Wanda, it'd be safer for you back at the apartment." You told her.

"Y/N, after my parents, and Piet, you and these detkas are all the family I have left. I'm not going anywhere." Wanda promised, taking your hand.

"Alright. I'll let them know."

"My friend gets to stay."

"Deal."

"And you keep all your mob dealings away from us."

"We can do that."

"But we need you to stay here for your own safety."

"I have a business to run."

"We have an intern who can take over for you."

"I'd need to meet him."

"We can arrange for that."

"We're also going to need to keep the baby a secret. We've got a lot of enemies."

"I understand." You nodded. "But you should know, it's babies."

Three months pregnant

Steve and Bucky had been quite accommodating in the month you'd been forcibly moved into their home.

The two had given Wanda a room next to yours, though she ended up staying in your bed most nights.

"Someone's got to watch over you."

They brought in their own doctor, who was on hand 24/7 and even found a prenatal expert they trusted.

And strangely enough, for two one-night stands, the two were very interested in you and the babies in your belly.

"And bon appetite!" Steve grinned, placing a plate in front of you.

"You know you don't have to cook for us, right? There's a kitchen in my rooms." You reminded him as Bucky took a seat to your left.

"Bruce says you should stay off your feet. He says there's an increased risk of miscarrying with multiples." He said, pinching a piece of bacon off your plate.

"Hey! Don't touch our bacon!" You gasped, moving your plate out of his reach.

"Buck, you have your own plate." Steve sighed, nodding to the one in front of the brunette.

"Aw, but Stevie, stolen bacon always tastes better," Bucky whined, causing the blonde to shake his head.

"How you two run a mob, I have no idea." You shook your head.

"That's easy," Bucky said, shoving bacon into his mouth. "No one gets to see this side of us."

"No one?" You raised a brow. "Not even Sam, who I saw here two days ago walking around in his underwear?"

"To be fair, he was shot in the leg," Steve smirked. "Makes it harder to wear pants."

"What Steve meant to say is that very few get to see this side of us. Our family basically." Bucky told you.

"Well, I get to see this side of you. And I'm not family." You reminded the man.

"Sweetheart, you are carrying our children. You are more family than you think."

Five months pregnant

"Y/N, are you alright?" Steve asked as you stormed into the living room with Clint on your tail.

"Just fine, no thanks to your little bodyguard." You snapped, moving into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water.

"What did you do?" You overheard Bucky ask Clint.

"I did what you asked me. I took her into town like she wanted, and kept close."

"And ruined my date." You said, reentering the living room. "You just had to talk to the guy, didn't you?"

"Alright, Clint, why don't you head home for the day?" Steve suggested with a chuckle.

"Oh, go from one overly emotional pregnant woman to another? Thanks, boss." Clint shook his head before leaving the three of you alone.

"So, you were on a date?" Steve rose a brow.

"I don't have to ask your permission to date." You grumbled before chugging half your water bottle. "Besides, it wasn't a real date anyway. We were gonna have coffee and go into the bathroom." You admitted quietly as your cheeks burned red.

"You were looking for someone to sleep with?" Bucky questioned you, choking on his saliva.

"Don't you two judge me. I wasn't going to say anything about this." You gestured between the three of you.

"Why were you trying to get fucked in a coffee house bathroom?"

"Because your kids have made me so fucking horny at all times of the day." You snapped before sinking into a chair with a sigh. "It's a lovely side effect of pregnancy, isn't it?"

"You know, if you wanted a quick lay, you could have just asked."

"Excuse me?" You rose a brow.

"Well, it's not like we haven't done it before. Clearly." Bucky gestured to your protruding stomach. "And this way, you wouldn't be trying to squeeze in a stall with a stranger."

"Don't think we were gonna make it to a stall, but okay." You muttered. "I thought you two were together, and what we did was a result of way too many shots."

"I mean kinda."

"Bucky!" Steve scolded, reaching out and hitting the brunette in the chest.

"Don't hit me, Steve!" Bucky whined, moving away from the man. "That wasn't all I was going to say, geez."

"How you two run a mob." You muttered to yourself.

"Look, what we did wasn't exactly planned. I mean, we were all drunk, and I don't think either of us planned to get you pregnant,"

"I hope not."

"But it happened. And we're all in each other's lives now." Bucky continued. "And it's not as if Steve and I aren't attracted to you."

"This won't make things weird?" You asked, looking between the two.

"Not if we don't make it weird," Steve told you. "Besides, it's not like either of us is going anywhere any time soon."

"What do you say, kitten? You still horny?" Bucky asked with a smirk.

"Have been for about three weeks." You said, struggling to your feet and moving towards your bedroom. "You coming?"

"Going to be."

"Not as much as you will be."

Eight Months Pregnant

You had been sleeping with Bucky and Steve for three months now. And honestly, you didn't want it to stop. You weren't sure when it happened or how, but you'd fallen in love with the two.

Wanda hadn't exactly been thrilled when you'd admitted the secret.

"So not only are you carrying the two mobsters' babies, you're now in love with them?" Wanda had demanded. "Oh, honey, you're really in it now, aren't you?"

Of course, you hadn't admitted to either that your feelings had changed. Because if there hadn't, you'd have to spend the rest of your life around them feeling an intense awkwardness.

Well, right now, you wished you had said something.

"Shit," Peter swore, his head falling back against the wall.

"Stop moving, Pete." You rasped from across the room. "You've got at least two broken ribs."

There had been a problem at the bakery that only you could solve so after crawling out of Steve and Bucky's bed and showering the stench of sex off you, Clint had driven you to the bakery.

Peter had been with you while Clint had answered a call from Sam in the front room. That's all it had taken before the back room was gassed.

You had called for Clint, trying to warn him of the attack, as Peter had dragged you into the alley.

But someone had been waiting for you in the alley. You weren't sure who it was or how many had been there because someone had quickly hit you over the head.

And now the two of you were chained to opposites of a room straight out of a torture porn scenario.

"Broken ribs are gonna be the least of my problems when Steve and Bucky find us." Peter groaned, closing his eyes.

"They aren't going to touch you." You promised the younger man as you shifted uncomfortably.

To anyone else, it looked as though you were uncomfortable due to the terrible conditions of your kidnapping. But what you were afraid to admit out loud was that your discomfort was because of the twins in your womb.

"They're going to kill me." Peter miserably said.

"Peter, this wasn't your fault." You firmly told him. "And if they try anything, I'll kick them both in the ass." You said, causing him to chuckle.

Before Peter could retort, or you could continue to reassure him of his safety, the door to your prison opened.

And in walked a stunning woman.

"Karla." Peter sat as upright as he could as he glared at the smirking woman.

"Hello, Peter." The woman purred. "So sorry about the rough arrival. Science doesn't like to wait."

"Peter?" You spoke, struggling to sit up. "You want to introduce me to our friend?"

"This is Karla Sofen. She was supposed to be on our side." Peter said, continuing to glare at the woman.

"Steve and Bucky promised me many things, and in the end, they couldn't deliver." Karla tsked.

"What?"

"Oh, nothing like that, sweetie," Karla said, moving towards you. "I'm a scientist. They wanted my help with a few things."

"But we found out she was experimenting on people and their DNA." Peter snapped.

"They said I could continue my personal research." Karla shrugged.

"They didn't know it was fucking with people's genes!"

"My, my, language, Peter. What would your mother think?" Karla asked Peter with a smirk.

"So, you've kidnapped us because you're mad at Steve and Bucky?" You interjected before Karla could continue to taunt Peter.

"A little." Karla shrugged. "But I do get an added bonus by having you, sweet thing." She said, moving closer to you.

"And what would that be?"

"I have a little idea that if successful would truly allow twins, or any set of multiples, to be physically and mentally connected. The problem was, getting a set of multiples. That was until I found out about you." Karla said, kneeling down to your level.

"No." You gasped, unable to stop the tears from filling your eyes and trickling down your cheeks.

Stupid hormones.

"Oh, no, no, no. Don't cry, sweet thing." Karla cooed, reaching out to stroke your cheek. "I'm not going to hurt them. Not while they're safely nestled in your womb."

You tried to pull away from the woman, but you were already pressed against a wall.

"After all, you can't gauge the reactions of a test subject when you can't see them," Karla smirked, rising to her feet. "You'll be seeing me soon."

"Peter?"

"Hm?"

"Do you think they're looking for us yet?"

"I think they're burning the city down looking for you," Peter promised.

"I hope so." You murmured before wincing.

"Y/N?" Peter asked, sitting up straighter.

"I'm fine." You lied, moving to lie down on the cold floor.

"Don't lie to me, Y/N." Peter snapped. "What's wrong with the twins?"

"Nothing. Nothing. They're fine."

"Y/N." Peter started before you let out a gasp. "Y/N?"

"My water broke, Peter." You whispered.

"Oh shit."

"Look, Y/N, I really don't want to tell the pregnant woman what to do, but you have to try and stay quiet." Peter urged you.

"Fuck off, Parker!" You quietly snapped, biting into your fist to quiet your yells. "This kids not waiting, Pete. I think I'm gonna have to push." You cried.

"Then you're gonna have to push." Peter nodded.

"I didn't want it to go this way. I wanted Steve and Bucky to be here. I wanted the twins to be safe." You sobbed.

"Y/N, look at me." Peter pleaded. "Look, if I could come any closer, I'd be right there holding your hand, but I can't. And unfortunately, right now, this is the situation we're working with. I can't promise Steve or Bucky right now, but I promise you, nothing is going to happen to your babies."

You wanted to nod and smile at Peter's encouraging speech. You wanted to sit up and push these babies out in one go with no problems, but none of that was possible.

"Oh shit." You whimpered, hand shooting to your stomach. "I think I have to push."

Before Peter could respond, two things happened.

One, you were already shimming out of the clothes on your lower half.

And two, the sound of gunshots echoed throughout the room.

"Oh, thank God." Peter breathed, averting his eyes from you. "That's them."

"They better hurry, or both of 'em will be sleeping on the couch." You grunted.

The sound of gunfire easily covered your increasingly louder cries as the baby was getting closer to tearing its way into the world.

You could almost drown out the deafening sound as you tried to remember what your birthing coach had taught you. In fact, you almost entirely blocked out what was happening around you, until the sound of thundering footsteps got closer to your door.

You saw Peter sit upright at the noise, prepared to do what little he could in this situation when two matching gunshots rang out before something thumped to the ground.

The door slammed open, denting the wall it hit, as Bucky and Steve barreled inside.

"Oh thank God." Steve sighed, rushing to your side.

"We didn't think we'd make it in time," Bucky said, picking the lock on your chains.

"Nope, right in time." You grunted. "Enough with the locks. Barnes, give me your hand. Steve, get down there and get ready to catch."

"What?" The two froze.

"She's in labour!" Peter exclaimed, causing the two mob bosses to rush into action.

"Oh, I swear, I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you!"

"Oh, I love them." You gushed, staring down at the bundles in your arms.

After delivering both twins, and them being declared healthy as can be, Steve, Bucky and what seemed like an army, delivered you all back to your home.

Wanda had been quick to squeeze the life out of you for scaring her before giving her goddaughters the same treatment.

Wanda, and, Steve and Bucky's friends had all come and gone, leaving just the five of you together.

"How can anyone not?" Bucky whispered, running a gentle finger along one of the sleeping girl's cheeks.

"It's gonna be really hard to say no to either of them," Steve mentioned, watching the twins with the same sappy smile he'd been wearing for hours.

"You're gonna spoil them, aren't ya?" You smirked at the blonde.

"I plead the fifth." He said, causing you and Bucky to laugh quietly.

"You really scared us today, kitten," Bucky mentioned as the two of you sobered.

"We went a little crazy when we found out you were taken," Steve admitted.

"Peter thought you might burn down the city." You told the two.

"We were thinking about it," Bucky said, and you didn't think he was joking.

"I was scared too." You said, looking down at the babies. "Scared she'd take our babies and hurt them, scared she was gonna kill Peter and me, and honestly, I was scared I wouldn't get to see either of you ever again."

You felt a finger hook under your chin and found yourself looking into Steve's eyes.

"You were scared you wouldn't see us again?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah?"

"Yes." You nodded, swallowing back the tears at the memories. "I should have said something sooner, but I was scared, but I'm not scared anymore. I love the two of you. I don't want to be co-parents with you, I want the three of us to be together and just be these kids' parents.

I know it's dangerous, and I know I'm going to be worried about the two of you more often than not, but I think you're worth it. I think the three of us being together is worth it." You said, swallowing harshly once you had finished your impromptu speech.

"I can't believe you beat Steve to the speech." Bucky laughed. "Kitten, when we heard you were taken, we decided that once we got you back we were gonna ask you the same thing."

"Really?"

"Yes. And if you'll have us, we'd love to be in this with you 100%." Steve smiled. "As partners, lovers, the parents to the cutest girls ever born."

"Except for their mother." Bucky cut in.

"Except for their mother." Steve agreed. "What do you say?"

"How did I ever think this was supposed to be a one night thing?" You smiled at the two. "Yes. I want this. I want both of you. I want this family."

"And you'll have it."

"Along with anything else your heart could ever desire."

"It already has everything it could ever want."

Remember, all Taglists are open, as are requests. Taglists include the main taglist, individual characters, all male/female, and venom stories.

Taglist

@rvgrsbrns @smilexcaptainx @hopingforbarnes @starlingelliot @piper-koko-barnes-rogers @jelly-fishy-babie @skeletoresinthebasement @agent-barnes40 @reann-shitposting @skadikh @summergeezburrr @buckybarton03 @sunshinepower17 @bindythedemon @natasharomanoffismywife @keenmarvellover @bbybarness @storiesbystarlight @buckybarnesplumwhore @bromieeomieee @marvelmenarebeautifull @niki-is-a-thing @pauloonig @abyssiniapleasantt @beautybyfire @officalmarvelbaby @acertainredhead @reapersandcreepers @adoreyou9766 @casperlikej @songbirdcannabee @montygator17 @cecedrake22177 @nyx2021 @black-dhalias @idontwannagomrstarkk @chiyongberry @bunnyweasley23 @ratzy

Remember follow me on TikTok or Instagram @paigedwrites

#Stucky #stucky x reader #steve rogers #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x bucky barnes #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #captain america #captain america x reader #winter soldier #winter soldier x reader #avengers x reader

347 notes · View notes

goldngguk · 6 years ago

Text

red // 06

part one of trilogy series

warnings // a bit of angst, mentions of infidelity, breakups, fluffyyyy

word count // 3.5k

trilogy masterlist

“Today's theme of Run BTS is to find your childhood innocence,” announced the director. “Have you ever been to a zoo at night?” The group found themselves in Everland; a popular Korean resort and theme park for the next episode of Run. “They opened it specifically for you guys.” Everyone cheered. A safari seemed to be the perfect place to forget their ages.

“Are we just on one big team?” Jimin asked excitedly.

The director shook his head. “It won’t be any fun if you’re on a single team. That's why we have prepared a special mechanism for you to divide into three teams. You will find out when we arrive.”

“Alright,” Mason gave a big thumbs up to the camera. “Let’s head out.” The members climbed into the tiger-stripped bus parked behind them and each found a seat. Jungkook, sitting closer to the front, watched as Y/n took a spot next to Jimin and Namjoon in the back. He was on his feet again before another member could pass by and take the last seat next to her.

Ever since her talk with Maya, Y/n has been especially sensitive to Jungkook and his advances. The lingering stares and bright smiles he always flashed her, the subtle compliments and ‘accidental’ touches. She had become obsessed with analyzing him and his crushy behavior, all the while trying to convince herself that it had no effect on her. She was simply curious as to why he was so infatuated. She didn’t think he actually had feelings for her, but he had made it very apparent that he enjoyed her presence. And that was just fine with her.

It only took a few minutes to arrive at what was supposed to be the safari. The bus entered through a gate and drove past a couple of buildings that looked like they had been ransacked and abandoned. A thick cloud of fog swamped the road ahead of them and the members grew confused. “Does anyone see any animals?” Jin asked as he narrowed his eyes to see out the window beside him.

All the members squinted through the smoke. “No, nothing yet.” Everyone began to ask the driver questions. “Why is it so foggy here?” “Are we supposed to see anything?” “Are we even in a zoo?”

The bus came to a halt and one of the staff members rose. “Everyone!” he shrieked causing Jin to yelp. Y/n jumped from the sudden loud noise, grabbing onto Jungkook’s arm. “Yah!” she scolded Jin. From the corner of his eye, Yoongi saw a crowd of people beginning to swarm the entrance. “Hey! It’s a zombie run!” Everyone began to jump and yell as they noticed the people outside dressed as the living dead.

“They look so real,” Jimin said, slumping lower in his seat. The same staff member from earlier walked to the back of the bus and grabbed Hobi, pulling him along with him. The boy screamed and kicked back, not wanting to help the man prepare the way for the others to enter the arena. Everyone else clapped and laughed at his frightened antics.

That, however, only lasted a minute until they realized Hoseok and the man were being chased by a hoard of zombies. The two ran back to the bus, screaming the whole way. Hobi tripped and lost his shoe somewhere on the road, but they made it back to the bus safely. “My shoe is gone!” he whined. “I need my shoe back!” One of the zombies that chased them got onto the bus and began to charge at the members. Everyone screamed and grabbed onto each other, while Y/n and Jungkook sat in the back and roared as they freaked out.

The next thing they knew, they were all off the bus running from zombies as they tried to snatch the papers that would place them into their teams. Once everyone had a paper, they met at the entrance to make their teams.

Team A: Namjoon, Taehyung, Jungkook, and Hayden

Team B: Mason, Jin, Suga, and Maya

Team C: Hobi, Y/n, Cyrus, and Jimin

Jungkook looked over to see if he and Y/n would be placed on the same team. He had little time to pout when the director appeared to give them directions. “Okay,” he began. “The first game takes place in a secret laboratory filled with zombies. Your mission is to search for clues in the lab to uncover hidden tickets for the tour to give to ARMYs. The more you find, the more fans can come to the Seoul show. You each have a map of the lab that will help you find the tickets. Once you find all the of them, you will be able to leave the lab and we will explain the second game. Stay with your teams and work together!” The director disappeared again and the members were left with the cameramen to begin the first game.

They entered the laboratory and split off with their teams. Team A seemed fearless, as they had a decent time finding the passes. Teams B and C were quite the opposite, and it was starting to get on Y/n’s nerves. She had already known that Cyrus was afraid of pretty much everything, but now with Jimin and Hoseok clinging to her limbs every time they heard a strange noise, she knew she would have to be the one to step up and find the tickets. I get stuck with three boys and all of them are pussys.

“Yah! Why are they doing this to us?” Jimin yelped, latching onto her arm when he spotted a zombie.

“Jimin, let go of me.” The undead actor groaned and J-Hope jumped behind her. “Jung Hoseok, are you using me as a shield? Jimin, let go!” They two boys ignored her annoyance and remained still.

Cyrus stepped ahead of their group. “Don’t worry, Y/n. I got this.” He made it to the doorway of the room before he turned around and headed back. “I don’t got this,” he said, his face as white as a ghost.

“Oh, for the love of God. I’ll go.” She shook Jimin off her arm and pushed Cyrus aside to search for the tickets.

“Alright, everyone. Take out the passes you collected and put them in this.” The director came forward with a large envelope and handed it to team A, who collected four tickets. Team B found five. Y/n pinched the bridge of her nose in disappointment. Her team had found nothing. They hadn’t solved a single riddle. The other teams laughed.

“Sorry guys, I was too busy babysitting the three scared stooges. I couldn’t get anything done.”

The three boys looked down in shame before Jimin spoke up. “We can make up for it in the next round!”

“That’s right, Jimin. To find more tickets, you need to play freeze tag with the zombies.” The group listened carefully. “The rules are simple. If a zombie tags you, you must freeze where you are. If a member tags someone whos been frozen, that person can move again. Try to find as many passes as you can because this is your last chance. Go!” With that, the zombies started to swarm them and everyone ran to find the hidden tickets.

Y/n ran for her life, ducking and turning away from the hoard that seemed to follow her. “Why are you all after me?” she screamed. After what seemed like an eternity of running, she finally came across a vending cart with a blinking light stuck to a black box. The moment before she got to the cart, a zombie dashed out from the bushes beside her and grabbed her shoulder. “Oh, come on!”

Jungkook, who had been more focused on unfreezing everyone rather than looking for the boxes, heard her scream and was now scrambling to rescue her. “I’ll save you!” he said after all the zombies fled the area. She was holding out her hand for him to tag her back into the game, but he had a better idea. He ran up to her and picked her up into his arms, carrying her as he ran.

“Wha- Jungkook!” She slapped his arm lightly. He stopped in his tracks, looking at her with his doe eyes. “The tickets?”

“Oh!” He set her down by a small bridge. “Stay here, I’ll get them.” He made a mad dash back to the cart to grab the small box and immediately got tagged, looking back at her sheepishly. “Oops.”

Y/n rolled her eyes. “I’m coming, you big doofus.” Now, who’s the damsel in distress?

“That was insane,” Cyrus said as they boarded the bus back to the dorms.

Y/n turned to him. “But you loved every second of it.”

“I didn’t!” Hobi yelled from the front.

“Oh, we know.” Hoseok turned to her with a pout causing the bus to break out in a fit of laughter. Pulling her phone out of her pocket, Y/n noticed the missed call and text from her mom.

《Momma:》 Hi sweets. Call me when you can.

“Who is it?” Hayden asked from the seat beside her. She glanced up at him and showed him the message. “Your mom? Are they okay?” he asked referring to her parents. Jungkook’s ears perked up to listen in on their conversation.

She clenched her jaw, taking her phone back. “I hope so.”

She smiled, showing Hayden the phone again. He sighed lightly, patting her on the back in reassurance. Immediately, the tension she had when her mother first texted her disappeared. After pulling into the parking garage behind BigHit, Y/n went to find a private place to call her mom, silently praying everything truly was okay.

“Hi, mom. How are you?” Y/n stood on the terrace of the dormitory floor, listening for any signs of distress in her mother's voice.

“Hi, baby. I'm good. I guess I forgot there would be such a dramatic time difference when I called. How is everything? Are they nice?”

Y/n hummed at the soothing nature coming from the other end of the line. “Yeah, it’s good. Everyone's getting along really well. We just wrapped a couple of episodes for Run BTS and we'll start practices for the tour next week.”

“Sounds like fun! Everything's been pretty normal around here. Miss Everleigh's been kinda fussy at bedtime, though.” She giggled at her mom's stern tone.

Everleigh, Y/n's seven-year-old sister, could be heard pouting in the background. She was a very small, yet lively little girl. The only thing she loved more than her life was her big sister, and she intended on showing everyone how alike they were. She took dance and vocal lessons all while learning every song and dance break ever released by The Culture. She was indeed Y/n's number one fan. “Here she is,” her mom said as she passed the phone to the youngest Y/last/n.

“Hellooo?

“Hi, Ev,” Y/n cooed. “Why don’t you be good for mommy and go to sleep now.” The girl began to whine. Getting her to bed was never an easy task, even when Y/n still lived on her childhood home. “What if I sang to you. Would that get you to bed?” Immediately, she ran to her room and jumped into bed, her little feet thudding against the wood floor with every step.

Y/n used to sing her to sleep nearly every night when she was in high school. Everleigh was diagnosed with Chronic Myeloid Leukemia when she was three and the only thing that would calm her down through difficult nights in the hospital was when her sister would sing her to sleep. Almost five years later and complete remission changed nothing; she refused to sleep without it. When Y/n left for California, she made a few recording of all of Everleigh's favorite songs, but some nights they just didn't cut it. Needless to say, the girl got away with having a bit more of an attitude than Y/n ever could. She'd been through so much.

“Okay, what would you like me to sing? Or should I choose tonight?” Everleigh decided that Y/n could pick the song, so she closed her eyes and waited for her sister to sing.

“May your dreams bring you peace in the darkness. May you always rise over the rain. May the light from above always lead you to love. May you stay in the arms of the angels. May you always be brave in the shadows, till the sun shines upon you again. Hear this prayer in my heart and will ne'er be apart. May you stay in the arms of the angels.”

If you asked Jungkook the exact moment he truly started to fall for Y/n, he would answer with this. He had snuck up to the door when he heard a voice coming from the balcony outside his room. It caught his breath in his lungs, how beautiful she sounded. He realized this was the first time he had heard her sing. No recordings, no autotune, no screaming fans in the way. He was really hearing her voice; raw and real. It was something he knew he wouldn't forget. It was delicate and light, while still powerful and full of control. The perfect depiction of her. This very sound was coming from more than just her throat, but from her soul. The way she sang to calm the little girl on the phone spoke more words about her as a person than any story could.

“May you hear every song in the forest and if ever you lose your own way; hear my voice like a breeze whisper soft through the trees. May you stay in the arms of the angels. May you grow up to stand as a man, love. With the pride of your family and name. When you lay down your head for to rest in your bed, may you stay in the arms of the angels.”

Maybe the angel is you.

“I always thought it was magic, the way you get her to quiet down,” her mom said as she took the phone out of Everleigh's hands.

“Eh, she was probably just more tired than she was letting on.” Her mother laughed before telling Y/n she’d let her go.

“Okay, Mom. I’ll talk to you later. I love you, too. Bye.” Thankfully, her mother did just want to see how she was doing. Typically when she received a text like that from her, it meant there was some big news she needed to break to her, and it was usually bad. She slid her phone into her pocket and turned to see Jungkook staring at her. “Were you watching me?” She asked, squinting her eyes at him teasingly. He smiled, rocking back and forth on his feet. “So, are you gonna come out here or are you just gonna keep standing there like a lost puppy?”

He stepped out on the terrace with his hands in his pockets and a smirk on his lips. “Depends. Do you think the puppy is cute?”

She could tell he was trying to make her blush. Oh, ok. So you're not so shy anymore. She lifted an eyebrow and tilted her head. “I think all puppies are cute.” Jungkook poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue as he looked her up and down. Now, she felt like blushing. Before he could catch the deep red sweep across her face, she sat down and leaned against the railing. “Come sit,” she said, patting the concrete next to her. He walked over, kneeling down to sit beside her. “What's your favorite thing about touring?” She asked him.

He looked up at her. “What, are we playing the question game?”

“It's called 20 questions, dummy. Now answer it.”

He laughed at her attempt to insult him. “Alright. I think it's the connection you make with each city. I love traveling.” She hummed in approval. “Do I get to ask you a question now?”

“I guess so. Shoot.”

“How did you meet your members?”

“Oof, that's a long story. We all met in high school. Maya and I were in freshman math together and we used to study together. Mason was a dancer in the studio Hayden and I practiced at. Cyrus was-” she placed her hand over her mouth as she began to giggle. “He was our school's biggest fuckboy. I swear to god, he hit on everyone he got in his sight.” At this point, he could see the tears forming in her eyes. “He thought he was so cool, but he couldn't keep up in his classes, so I started to tutor him. Oh my god, you should've seen him today. He was so scared.” She clutched her stomach and he started to laugh with her. After they calmed down, she changed the topic. “K. My turn. How do you feel about musicals?” He craned his neck toward her in confusion. “It’s the most random questions that get the best answers,” she told him.

“You mean like theater?” She nodded. “I don’t know. I mean, I’ve never really watched anything.”

“I love musicals. I think The Phantom of the Opera is the greatest story ever told.”

“Isn’t that a little dark?”

She chuckled. “That’s what makes it so good. I love beautiful tragedies. Titanic, Star Wars, you name it. Okay, favorite color. Go.”

“Black.”

“Ahh, so I'm still winning the gold game?” she asked with a smirk.

“Okay, missy, you went twice.” he scoffed as he rolled his eyes. Time to get to the deep stuff. “What was your first kiss like?”

She snorted at his question. “Getting kinda personal, aren't we?”

“Shut up,” he said pushing her lightly. “You said it’s the most random questions that get the best answers. Besides, I wanna know.”

Snickering at his persistence, she nodded. “It was alright. Wasn't the greatest thing ever, but it wasn't bad. I mean, he was my first boyfriend.”

“Something happened. You wouldn't say it like that unless something happened.”

“Wha-no! It was fine.”

“What was his name?” he asked, tilting his head to the side.

“Luke.”

“So, what happened to him?”

She paused, clicking her tongue a few times before answering. “We graduated from high school and I got famous.”

He nodded, chewing on his bottom lip. He didn't want to press into her about it; it was obviously a sore subject, but he wanted to know more. Why was she acting like this? What happened between them that caused her to cut this guy out of her life. “You seem like the kind of person who would work through anything with the people you love.”

“Yeah,” she whispered. “But there are some lines that can't be crossed.”

God, he hoped she'd be okay with what he asked next. “Did he do something wrong?”

She smiled a sad smile, staring straight ahead. “The distance got to be too much for him. I was gone for months at a time. He got lonely.” Jungkook's stomach dropped as he listened to her. He knew where this was going. “I'm guessing you already know the answer.”

He could feel the burning ache that flared in his heart. How could someone do that? To anyone, let alone her. It was disgusting; pathetic. He would never do that to the person he claimed to love.

“I think if I wasn't raised the way I was that I could've forgiven him and let it go, but that's not how it worked out. My family has a history with infidelity and I have no tolerance for it.”

“Hayden mentioned your parents earlier…”

“Yeah. They're alright now, but my dad has made a lot of mistakes. In return, I grew up too fast so my mom could have someone to lean on and so I could shelter my siblings. Despite everything, we’re all very close. It took a really long time, but I learned to work through my anger and forgive him. And hey, now I know what I do and don't want in a husband.” She sighed. “My mother is the strongest person I know.”

Jungkook watched every change in expression; focused on the way she was feeling while she talked. The topic broke his heart, but it made him so happy that she felt comfortable around him; talking with him about these things. “I think I might know someone stronger,” he smiled, tilting his head to look at her face. She hummed and looked up at him, gazing into his warm, brown eyes that she had come to adore. For a while they just sat there, staring at each other on the terrace with no fears or responsibilities. It felt like home to him, and he prayed to anything that could hear him that she might feel that way too. He reached out, taking her hand in his so he could intertwine their fingers. And she let him.

This went on for hours. The not-so-subtle glances at one another. The game of 20 questions that turned into 30, then 40, then 50. When Y/n returned to her dorm for the night, she had a few questions for herself. Like why did she hold his hand, and why was it so easy to let him in? Maybe Maya had been right; this could be good for her because, for the first time in a long time, she got a good night's sleep.

a.n. // This was probably one of my favorite chapters so far. I think it’s so cute. Shout out to my bff @kalisica for always giving me good ideas to write about. I love you. Again, don’t look at the time on the text message. It doesn’t correspond with the story. Enjoy, and don’t forget to tell me what you think! -Kay💕

taglist // @kalisica @darkdragonskies

Message me if you would like to be added to the taglist!

37 notes · View notes

the-firebird69 · 2 years ago

Text

There is a cavern and it's in Baja and it is under the tortugin peninsula but as of most caverns you can't tell how big it is from the surface and most of these caverns are hidden this one's fairly large it's probably 300 by 400 miles and about 80 miles deep and sure if it's a lot of stuff and the tortugans seem to be coming out of there. And these roads are actually African Americans and or Africans and they went down there and they had to run how Trump is standing up to go there he says just to see it guys all right ready just to see her and it's a song and my son I mean husband always makes fun of trump with it he's taking a break cuz I called him my son picking his teeth and the queen did a little rendition and had it done on TV look at the baby little child and it's a mermaid and looks wicked they're a woman look a little like that but not so much like a teeny person. And I'm making fun of my husband cuz you told the idiots to hide something in a football. And someone's brain but that's what they say anyways. Trump is going down there and he hear the report myself it's like 700 artillion no it's like $8,000 octillion yes and he wants to take over the area and the tattoo guns are coming out and Galactus is around too

Hera Zues

You're all done over there CAA

Trump

F*** you you moron

Zues

Hera

We'll see too that you die tonight Trump and you're out of here in the next train to burn

I'm so tired of your mouth it takes every threat seriously and he goes after you so that we go after you or he does they're saying it right now

And you have the nerve to ask him to hold his forces off you he says no way they're coming here to get you to save me dumbass retard I said two you're a stupid person man

Mac Daddy

And he'll have no money especially from Utah

Trump

You're a complete idiot and we're going to erase your clan from the Earth you're such a moron and You're pitiful too tomorrow's your day okay to die and start attacking silicon valley you get wind and witnesses see you killing everybody your friends too and your weakest s*** out in California by tomorrow most of your people will be gone because of what you're saying to us lousy piece of shit

You're a f****** dead man Trump and putting a massive hit on you

Hera I'm sending out the number now too

Zues

It's a huge hit tons of money tons of stuff and we see it too and it's here in Florida right now no grabbing it

Thor Freya

We see it too when we're doubling it they're all pooling our resources and the hits are up on the board

Olympus

Hera was saying have fun to Trump but I have a better line will help them both out. The entire contingent of Trump's was wiped out and by Mac and Tommy f you said to leave them alone for now you took away our contingency plan

Thor Freya

Then we'll sit and wait until someone else attacks them no I'm going to mass again. And I'm going for the boy all night long they say they're going to kill me all night long and they will he says that last phrase I'm sure they will they always do they do every morning why wouldn't they do it over this

Trump

We're heading your way now Trump you leave and pull you out

Mac

Have to leave anyways to go see this show the Giants they're pulling my stuff out they're using it to mine all the ore

Trump

Thanks for look into it and see where it's going to is what we're doing

Mac

I did get that so I'm attacking you here but here it's going well

Trump

It's not going well John rima Lord and we have an active warrant on you if we should have done what he suggested you're a huge a****** and a pain and you take too much time you and your buddies you're huge nuisance. You encourage Jen and Chris to do it and you encouraged Melissa and Chris and now you're paying the price these are kids theirs and they say it and you're doomed I've never seen anybody fight as well and your pieces of s*** to start with it's hilarious to watch you die in the battlefield against them not to mention what we just did to you your forces are completely gone they'll gather around like it's a big huge party this Saturday and got hit it's so pitiful you're such a b**** and a p**** picking on some prisoner I don't f****** pain in the ass you are too you f**** low life low level f****

Mac

I'm sending forces in after you Trump we're going to pull you out we have to cuz Max moving in and we're ripping all your assholes out is it trying to attack us ually they're using slang and epitas to try and piss us off as we're shooting them to try and get us into it

Tommy f

0 notes

shamelesssoulkidvoid-blog · 6 years ago

Text

LESSON #24 THE CHECKLIST OF THE INCORRECT MAN

Celebrating the post 80 and the almost senescence of the blog, it is time to review again if they are all paying attention and putting into practice all the wise #yawey councils distributed here.

At this stage of the game, you should have it very clear #colorchocolate what are the things you should look for in a man and what not. Enfantizando the no.

Check this checklist and see how many of these characteristics your new candidate has:

IT IS TERRITORIAL:

You give him a bit the same 80% of the time and the other 20% is grabbing you making you think he does not give the same, but deep down you're as interchangeable as a world-class album figure. It always happens like this: Something happens between you, it disappears, and it seems to make it clear that the thing is not going anywhere untilaaaaaa ....

Until someone else loves you, even better if someone is close to him. There if he comes back and for all. Why? Well, because he loves you.

I lied! By ego.

That's right, look at it as Candy Crush but instead of candy, egos, and you are the chocolate ball at that moment. Points for your ego to prove that you can have it when you want, double "sweet" "divine" points if it rises in positions within the ranking of their friends.

So every time you agree to grab it, throw it away, answer the chats, change plans for him, you're collaborating with him to feel even more winning and level up ... do you want that? EEEEESOOOO QUIEEEERES? # YesI wantNoMentiraI do not wantPerdónameColombiaSoltera.

YOU HAVE A PANIC TO COMMITMENT

All the men in our fabulous and rather deceptive romantic comedies have a quasi-lethal phobia of commitment. But what Hollywood teaches us is that if you behave yourself and you also look like Emma Roberts, the anillophobes will put aside their emotional disorders, and they will make you their foreva and eva.

Well, in real life, the thing is a little more cumbersome and less entertaining. A man who does not want to define things does not do it because:

- You do not convince him, then he is still checking the menu while he has you there on the waiting list.

- You have mommy issues, or daddy issues, or some kind of trauma where life taught you that relationships only bring problems, in which case you will need more than short dresses and sharp comments, to get him out of his mental traps.

- He loves to stay with several legs open tabs: he is a man who enjoys having options, it is more of the emotional buffet than a la carte, and if you like to be the white rice of your life, then go ahead.

IT IS AMBIGUOUS:

If you could describe how it feels for you in a single word it would be:

a) adsñkasldad.

b) I do not understand the question, there is a lack of data.

c) Fish.

If you marked any of the above is because you clearly DO NOT HAVE IDEA. And you have no idea because his behavior seems to indicate that he feels love / hate / disinterestedness / friendship / madness / indifference / laverdadnosleolloolor.

He is an ambiguous, ethereal guy, everything he says sounds gaseous and highly misinterpretable. He is one of those who can throw you a "miss you" and mean 32 things at the same time.

Why do you insist on living in a world where you have to guess what Wednesday is happening all the time ?! Is not it enough for you to live in Peru ?!

Look, you're not a Xmen character, he can not choose to be 20% girlfriend 50% grip 30% friend 10% psychologist 10% entertainment-on-board-while-I'm-in-the-chamba-and-I-do not -a-nobody-with-who-textear. You are a person and you have the right to be one, and declare, to have a man with eggs, to come out of the emotional closet, and define how things are #TechitoModeOn.

IT IS IMMATURE

Sleep with children and you will wake up ...

Children often do not take responsibility for what they do, if the 3 year old breaks the jar, will not come to tell you that you are going to look for an equal or deposit your value, probably try to hide it under the carpet or blame his sister. The little ones do not know well how to deal with certain emotions and they get desperate, that is why sometimes they push the friend, or they get tantrum.

That is why they have mothers who raise them, and turn them into little men capable of taking responsibility for their actions, who know what they want and where they are going, who understand where certain emotions come from and do not intimidate them, on the contrary, they live them maximum.

Well, this one skipped that step and except for not needing a diaper or using a bottle, it's still a baby. One capable of tearing you apart and hiding under the carpet, of forgetting your supposed "friendship" and hurting you, of beginning to babble about the need to do something productive for your life other than beating your own PlayStation record.

IT IS A MAN "OF MANADA"

The friends. THE FRIENDS. Your tribe, your pack. It is a concept that goes beyond being only legs, here there is a theme of who is alpha and who is not, of a man who does not bring a dead animal, not a man. Then there are the sacred dates with the cronies, the mutation that suffers every time you are with them that makes you want to call the Ministry of Culture and say that you have found the remains of the Cromagnon man. And everyone has a bit of macho, a bit of "oe huevón do not be stepped on all day you're behind that skinny" and "do not let any woman tell you what to do" (and usually they are the ones who need to be say WHAT TO DO #SiSabesALoQueMeRefiero

He is the typical individual who feels so pressured by the group, who always walks in the internal battle of being a normal asshole or being a quasisimio # EvolucionasMásLentoQuePikachu

Then it is important to tell you that you do not need to have someone who has so little confidence in himself that he has to try things on other people all the time.

RESULTS

If you did not mark any:

See how you've grown. It seems like yesterday you were hugging the water, cursing the moment you took that third Jäger and left that second message. And now you have a guy next to you, well, I have no idea if it's the right one, but if it's none of the above, it can not be that bad, so we'll consider it a crushing victory.

If you marked one:

The idiot you have on your side is not the worst idiot on the face of the earth, but you should end it / stop checking your last connection time on WhatsApp. It's like the beginning of the flu, right now it's a little annoyance, but you know it's going to be horrible.

You have learned some, but you have clearly skipped a couple of lessons, please start from number 1.

If you marked two:

Your man is almost 50% unacceptable. What does not imply that you can continue wallowing with him for "all those cute things that are in the other almost 50%". The other half are probably also signs that it's not for you, like having an ex that is your "best friend" and telling your fights with him. If you leave it now, it could still happen as a good anecdote for your friends and a reason for drunkenness playing I never.

If you marked three or four:

Have you ever seen one of those movies in which someone is stuck in his car in the middle of the rails and the train just approaches and can not catch the fucking car ?. Okay, that's you and you're about to be crushed by a toxicity machine. Your boy is like those bathrooms that smell terrible but they have put spray to try not to stink so much #ApestanYPeor. You are so close to disaster that if you do not go out now, you will not go out as a sister.

If you marked five:

Congratulations! Somehow you have managed not only to find a asshole, but one multiplied by 5, something like a Great Assassin, a Tera Assassin, a colossal or apotheosistic asshole. It requires a foolish woman, with questionable capacity for reasoning, and a poor vision to achieve it. Poor creature, you must have forgotten what a good man is; flee, run away now and we promise to make us crazy when someone asks us if that is your ex.

0 notes

anthonycharlestabone · 7 years ago

Quote

Having trouble viewing? View in Browser Thursday, November 2, 2017 Welcome to Fox News First. Not signed up yet? Click here. Developing now, Thursday, Nov. 2, 2017: Trump says New York terror suspect should get death penalty, wants diversity visa program ended House Republicans to roll out tax reform plan Trump to nominate pick to succeed Fed boss Yellen Tucker Carlson Exclusive: New details on Podesta Group's ties to Russia Houston Astros win World Series, defeating L.A. Dodgers in Game 7 TUNE IN: Don't miss Laura Ingraham's exclusive interview with President Trump on "The Ingraham Angle" tonight at 9 ET. The commander-in-chief addresses the New York terror attack, diversity visa program, Mueller indictment, tax reform, his upcoming trip to Asia and so much more! THE LEAD STORY: Tuesday's terror attack in New York City has renewed calls for comprehensive immigration reform as President Trump vowed to end the federal program that allowed a suspect from Uzbekistan into the United States ... Trump on Wednesday promised to end the State Department's Diversity Immigrant Visa Program, which is how suspect Sayfullo Saipov came into the United States in 2010. Under the program, a maximum of 50,000 people are allowed into the U.S. every year in a "lottery system" that tilts toward "countries with historically low rates of immigration." Trump has called for a "merit-based" system. Saipov, 29, was charged with several acts of terrorism after driving a rented pickup truck into pedestrians on a bike path along Manhattan's West Side Highway on Tuesday, killing eight people and injuring 12. Trump said Saipov should get the death penalty. Prosecutors say NYC terror attack suspect 'consumed by hate,' asked for ISIS flag Diversity visa program: What you need to know Howard Kurtz: Trump vs. Schumer: A troubling detour into politics after NY terror attack Remembering the NYC terror attack victims TAX REFORM ROLLOUT: House Republicans are expected to release their much-anticipated tax bill today after a one-day delay ... Republicans, who control both chambers of Congress, are looking to tax reform for their first legislative victory since Trump took office in January. Democrats say the Trump tax plan is a giveaway to corporations and the rich. Two sources said the bill, which had been expected Wednesday, was delayed to give lawmakers additional time to address differences over the tax treatment of retirement savings accounts and a deduction for state and local tax payments. Trump's tax bill: Unknown details that could affect you TRUMP'S PICK FOR NEXT FEDERAL RESERVE CHAIR: The president said he'll announce his nominee to succeed Fed boss Janet Yellen this afternoon ... "I think you will be extremely impressed by this person," Trump told reporters before a Cabinet meeting Wednesday. Trump's leading choice is said to be Jerome "Jay" Powell, who until recently was the only Republican on the Fed board. Jerome Powell is 'Janet Yellen with a tie': Former Reagan budget director TUCKER CARLSON EXCLUSIVE: Citing unnamed sources, Tucker Carlson reported on his show Wednesday that the Podesta group, run by Clinton allies John and Tony Podesta, lobbied several members of Congress on behalf of pro-Russia agents ... Tony Podesta, a source told Carlson, set up several meetings between pro-Russian Ukrainians and then-Senate Foreign Relations Committee Chairman Bob Menendez, who is on trial for bribery. The Podesta group consistently arranged meetings between American lawmakers and pro-Russian officials seeking influence in Washington. Carlson's report came days after he said he received a "snarling legal threat" from a lawyer for Tony Podesta over his reporting that Podesta, his brother and Paul Manafort were the "central figures" in the federal investigation led by Special Counsel Robert Mueller. Judge Andrew Napolitano: Mueller's ultimate target is Trump. Here's what could happen next ASTROS ARE CHAMPS: The Houston Astros have won baseball’s World Series, defeating the Los Angeles Dodgers 5-1 in Game 7 on Wednesday night ... It was the first World Series title for a franchise that started in 1962 as the Houston Colt .45s of the National League. The team became the Astros a few years later when it moved into the Astrodome, and then joined the American League in 2013. Houston’s George Springer was named MVP, smacking five home runs during the Series. AS SEEN ON FOX NEWS RARE INTERVIEW WITH JUSTICE THOMAS: "I think we're getting quite comfortable in our society limiting ideas and exposure to ideas. And maybe that's a symptom of it. I don't know." – Associate Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas on "The Ingraham Angle," reflecting on the wave of Confederate monuments and statues being torn down across the country. WATCH NEW YORK STRONG: "New York City was strong and solid and impressive. This city does not bend, not to anyone." – Shepard Smith, saluting New York spirit and resilience, following Tuesday's terror attack. WATCH ACROSS THE NATION 3 dead, manhunt for suspect in Colorado Walmart shooting. Michelle Obama says men are 'entitled,' 'self-righteous' because women protect them too much. NBC story on 'backlash' against 'American Muslims' stirs outrage. MINDING YOUR BUSINESS A bear market that will 'make its mark' looms ahead: Economist Robert Prechter. Papa John's blames NFL for sales decline, rips 'poor leadership.' Apple market value: We may need a bigger chart. NEW IN FOX NEWS OPINION Ed Rollins: Get used to conservative outsiders, America. Seven House Representatives: Opioid addiction and abuse is not partisan, it's about saving lives. Tammy Bruce: Kevin Spacey scandal just another Hollywood case of 'everyone knows.' HOLLYWOOD SQUARED Playboy movie with Brett Ratner put 'on hold' following sexual assault claims. House of Cards sent sexual harassment memo to staff weeks before Spacey allegations. Chuck Norris sues claiming MRI chemical poisoned his wife. DID YOU HEAR ABOUT THIS? Iceland's biggest 'doomsday volcano' could soon erupt, wreaking mass chaos on travelers. Student sues government after school forced her to dye her hair black, she claims. Baby named Frankenstein born on Halloween. STAY TUNED On Fox News: Fox & Friends, 6 a.m. ET: We'll have the latest on the New York City terror attack and the debate over immigration it has sparked. Guests will include: former Boston Police Department commissioner Ed Davis, NRA spokeswoman Dana Loesch and Judge Andrew Napolitano. Plus, House Majority Whip Steve Scalise talks tax reform and former special prosecutor Ken Starr gives his perspective on the Robert Mueller investigation. Your World with Neil Cavuto, 4 p.m. ET: House Ways and Means Chairman Kevin Brady will join Neil for his first interview following the release of the tax reform bill. TRUMP’S ASIA TRIP: The Story with Martha MacCallum, 7 p.m. ET: Martha will be live in Hawaii with a preview and analysis of the president’s trip. The Ingraham Angle, 10 p.m. ET: Don't miss Laura's exclusive interview President Trump before he jets across the Pacific. On Fox Business: Mornings with Maria, 6 a.m. ET: House Republicans' tax reform bill rollout and Trump's nominee to head the Federal Reserve will be the hot topics of the day. Guests include: Dennis Muilenburg, Boeing; CEO Douglas Holtz-Eakin, former Congressional Budget Office director; Reggie Fils-Aime, Nintendo president and Rep. Roger Williams, Financial Services Committee. Varney & Co., 9 a.m. ET: House Budget Committee Chair Diane Black previews the release of the tax reform bill On Fox News Radio: The Brian Kilmeade Show, 9 a.m. to Noon ET: Don't miss Brian's exclusive interview with Vice President Mike Pence on the New York terror attack, tax reform, President Trump's trip to Asia and more. CHECK IT OUT - Fox News Radio has launched The Fox News Rundown! This daily long-form podcast goes beyond the headlines and features insights from top newsmakers, reporters and contributors from across all Fox News Channel platforms. All episodes can be found at: www.foxnewsrundown.com. Want it sent straight to your mobile device? Subscribe through Apple Podcasts, Google Play, and Stitcher. #OnThisDay 2000: American astronaut Bill Shepherd and Russian cosmonauts Yuri Gidzenko and Sergei Krikalev become the first residents of the International Space Station. 1976: Jimmy Carter is elected president, defeating incumbent President Gerald Ford. 1948: President Harry S. Truman surprises the experts by winning a narrow victory over Republican challenger Thomas E. Dewey -- leading to the infamous “Dewey Defeats Truman” headline error in the Chicago Daily Tribune. Thank you for joining us on Fox News First! Enjoy your day and we'll see you in your inbox first thing Friday morning. Unsubscribe | Contact Us ©2017 Fox News Network, LLC. All Rights Reserved. 1211 Avenue of the Americas, New York, NY, 10036. Privacy Policy.

1 note · View note