#what if i say pretty please with a cherry on top covered in a banana sundae
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brooklynisher · 11 months ago
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Spine
Spine
Oh my god please Spine
Sing Hit Me Baby One More Time
PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE
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etchif · 3 months ago
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We need to bring back Belle. Please
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bro-strider-tgirl-tits · 2 years ago
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hi talk to us more. say literally anything you can even just send a picture of a cat or your pet. please
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verycorrectslugterraquotes · 2 months ago
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Please? What if I say pretty please with a cherry on top, covered in a banana sundae?
Pronto
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Ichabod: Please? What if I say pretty please with a cherry on top, covered in a banana sundae?
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battlecriesandroses · 1 year ago
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what if i say pretty please with a cherry on top covered in a banana sundae
does anyone have a scott pilgrim google drive link pretty please
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creative-time · 2 years ago
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Please come back to me :’(
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skullivancrossbones · 3 years ago
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STEDE HEADCANONS
stede bonnet the type of guy to bubble bath with a rubber duck and his face covered in green stuff and cucumbers over his eyes
stede the type of fella to float when he smells pie
stede the type of fella to say oopsie daisy
stede the type of fella to say if it's yellow let it mellow if it's brown flush it downstede the type of fella to say toodleloo
stede the type of fella to say "butterfingers"!
stede the type of fella to skip arm in arm w someone
stede the type of fella to be a pig and build his house out of sticks
stede the type of fella to get a huge ass bump on his head when hit
stede the type of fella to say "dont mind if i do" as he waggles his fingers before grabbing a donut
stede the type of fella to say easy peazy lemon squeazy
stede the type of fella to go HONK MIMIMIMI when he snores
ed the type of fella to go HONK SHOOOO when he snores
stede the type of fella to say "okiedokie artichokey"
stede the type of fella to slip on a banana peel
stede the type of fella to say pretty please w a cherry on top
stede the type of fella to say "now do a silly one" during group photos
stede the type of fella to dangle the cord around his finger when he talks on the phone
stede the type of fella to pick up a banana and say "this is for you" even though phones didnt exist and bananas weren't popular due to it being pre ufcs and such
stede the type of fella to say see u later alligator and then make someone (probably ed) respond in a while crocodile
stede the type of guy to wag his fingers and go “uh-uh-uh, what’s the magic word?”
stede the type of guy to give comical kiss marks 💋 even if he wasnt wearing lipstick
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marirph-arch · 3 years ago
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𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗜𝗖 𝗔𝗗𝗩𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘 𝟮   ❪  𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬  ❫   𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗨𝗕 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗧𝗦.   ♡ *
change any pronouns to your own liking! ^____^   warning for violence,  drug mention,  and nsfw themes.  *
it’s the most logical course of action.
did you see that hot .jpeg footage?
three years.  i’ve been in here for three years.
get out of the way!  i need to get through!
i can finally leave.
i’m fucking pissed off!
we gotta get the fuck out of here.
this won’t be brought up ever again.
that’s not an actual password.
my social security is 69.
please, join me by my side.
[name]!  get back here right now!  [name]!
i fucked your wife.
that’s the sound of the police.
hi [name].  bye [name].
i’m gonna kill you now.
what if i say pretty please with a cherry on top covered in a banana sundae?
that doesn’t even make any sense.
i’m back in the fucking building again.
oh my god, i’m so sick.
i learned so much from his twitter.
i’m going to kill you.  and then kill you again.
i’m going to log into your twitter and tell everyone what you said.
you fool!  i have seventy alternative accounts!
hey bitches, what’s up?
i found your weed supplier.
you must be pretty shaken up about that.
as long as i get my weed back, i don’t really care.
what are you doing here?
you still owe me a hundred dollars.
so you've been looking for me, huh?
it’s about to be mount fiji in this bitch.
pretend you didn’t hear that.
doesn’t it look wonderful?
it belongs to me.
ten years have passed and i still feel the same way.
what are you two fucking talking about?
i’m making a callout post on my twitter dot com.
get out of my fucking sight.
what the fuck happened last night?
we’re really worried about you.
i’m telling you, this has been a problem for a long time.
i would never say such a thing.
it’s right here in the news.
why does he have the weed?
shut up, shut up!  shut up!
they still don’t know i’m a double agent.
i’m in the middle of nowhere.
do you want me to punish him?
don’t do that.  he’s had enough.
you can’t be talking to [name] anymore.
you’re not my dad.  don’t tell me what to do.
i don’t need it anymore.
i’m gonna make a gonja sandwich.
i love you.  you’re the best woman ever.
where do you think you’re going?
i don’t talk to people whose dicks are less than three inches.
please behave yourself.
bitch, you are gonna get in this car or i’m poppin’ between your eyes.
i know you.  i saw your dick on twitter.
when i see you, it’s on sight.
i’m glad to be here. 
that’s not grammatically correct.
that’s the truth?
it defies nature.
my father’s here.
we can make amends.
we can fix it, i promise.
i never learned how to read. 
she was able to escape.
the world is going to be destroyed.
i divorced her ass three hours.
[name], you need to calm down.
i’m so sick of you.
we broke him.
wait, did i just cry?
you figured it out.
we have to do it together.
[name] didn’t deserve to die.
i mean, you can eat it if you want.
doesn’t that mean he’s gonna come back to life some point?
i think you need a therapist and not a bottle.
god, i wish that were me.
you wanna get high or something?
i thought you’d never ask.
go get it yourself.
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dawn-delocksley · 4 years ago
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The Mighty Nein as out of context Real Time Fandub Games quotes
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Bonus:
Empire Siblings
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Essek
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Image descriptions under the cut :)
[Image One: Official artwork of Caleb Widogast. Overlaid on top of the artwork are three screenshots of YouTube closed captions. The first closed caption reads, “Silver: Hey that’s not- ...Well, yes, I am depressed. Okay.” The second caption reads, “I must attend to my books.” The third caption reads, “Eggman: By the way, I’m bisexual! I forgot, I- forgot to announce it! How do you turn this shit off- wait-”]
[Image Two: Official artwork of Veth Brenatto. Overlaid on top of the artwork are three screenshots of YouTube closed captions. The first caption reads, “Jet: I love stealin’ shit! Great day!” The second caption reads, “anyway I’m gonna break into this house you want to come with.” The third caption reads, “Eggman: (singing) Haha, I’ve got the hit clips. I’m starting discourse! I’m gonna cause problems on purpose!”]
[Image Three: Official artwork of Beau Lionett. Overlaid on top of the artwork are three screenshots of YouTube closed captions. The first caption reads, “Carmelita: Everything’s a conspiracy, haven’t you ever seen the government?” The second caption reads, “Storm: I love seeing people suffer when they wrong me, even if it’s minor! Now I’m going to punch you! HAAH-” The third caption reads, “Shadow: Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got more ladies to go bed with.”]
[Image Four: Official artwork of Jester Lavorre. Overlaid on top of the artwork are three screenshots of YouTube closed captions. The first caption reads, “Eggman: Yes! This is the chaos I wanted- seeya.” The second caption reads, “Sonic: Please? What if I say pretty please with a cherry on top, covered in a banana sundae?” The third caption reads, “You know, I went to Blackwoods Pines one- one year. I thought it was Blackwood’s penis for some reason. Got in real trouble with the locals, I did. They don’t let me back there anymore.”]
[Image Five: Official artwork of Fjord. Overlaid on top of the artwork are three screenshots of YouTube closed captions. The first caption reads, “How’s Harry doing? I don’t have hair, you [_]” The second caption reads, “Mephiles: Wow, look at my orb, it’s big and small!” The third caption reads, “Raleigh: Oh... that’s right. I can’t swim- wait, yes I can, I’m a frog. And a pirate. So... that’s double swimming. I could swim twice!”]
[Image Six: Official artwork of Yasha Nydoorin. Overlaid on top of the artwork are three screenshots of YouTube closed captions. The first caption reads, “Eggman: I’m going to kill you, And THEN kill you again.” The second caption reads, “Sonic: Oh. I feel potent angst energy in this forest, Elise!” The third caption reads, “I miss my wife, Tails. I miss her a lot. I’ll be back.”]
[Image Seven: Official artwork of Caduceus Clay. Overlaid on top of the artwork are three screenshots of YouTube closed captions. The first caption reads, “Bentley: Slow down, Sly! Time- today’s the time to chill.” The second caption reads, “You’re gonna get [_] if you can’t say goodbye to a ghost. Trust me on that one.” The third caption reads, “[Wave] I am here to act as ze third party. I am Tails’ therapist.”]
[Image Eight: A screenshot of YouTube closed captions. The caption reads, “Bentley: (laughing) S-Sly! I don’t know what this is, man! I found this thing in here, and it’s like a bunch of hieroglyphics that I can’t even begin to decipher it... But it gives off a strange, horrifying aura, and I’ve had nightmares for the past twelve days because of it.”]
[Image Nine: A screenshot of YouTube closed captions. The caption reads, “Sonic: That’s right, everybody. It’s your favorite boi.” End ID.]
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vinnival · 3 years ago
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Feral kid: "Can I go by myself? Please?" Hank: ".................................. No." Feral Kid: "... Pretty please? What if I say pretty please with a cherry on top covered in a banana sundae?" 👉👈 *Eveyone laughing* (Sonic Fandub my beloved)
I SAW THAT IN MY YT RECCOMMENDDD YESTERDAY OOOO
hank would say yes to that, how could you say no to a banana sundae?
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burnt-toast-life · 3 years ago
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what if i say pretty please with a cherry on top covered in a banana sundae /j
still no <3
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rpmemestorehouse · 4 years ago
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Sonic Adventure 2 Fandub Starters, Part 2
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“Oohoohoo baby. I’m gonna blow the walls offa this place!”
“It’s been seventeen days. I’m still tryin’ to get out of here!”
“Whuh…how did you know my MIDDLE NAME?!”
“Please. Stop. Your mother would be very disappointed.”
“Unlocking secret account…”
“I put hot sauce on everything, from twinkies to milk. It’s what I DO, as the Ultimate Life Form.”
“We gotta get the fuck outta here though, because, uh, the building’s gonna explode.”
“I’m going to blast you out of this dimension.”
“The password is ‘eat my asshole’.”
“[Name]! Come back here right now! [NAME!]”
“Let’s see if this computer works.”
“…That rap…it reminds of her…”
“You absolute thot!”
“I can’t believe it…she betrayed me.”
“Hey! Give that! That looks really scrumptious!”
“Please? What if I say pretty please with a cherry on top, covered in a banana sundae?”
“Huh? Za Warudo? More like Za Warudumb.”
“That doesn’t even make any sense.”
“Huh. His Twitter account. Heh, interesting.”
“OHHH MY GOD I’M SO SICK.”
“And I did anyway. Whatchu gon’ do, binch?”
“I’m going to kill you…and THEN kill you again.”
“MY FOLLOWER BASE!”
“You son of a bitch.”
“*villainous chuckle* You fool. I have 70 ALTERNATIVE ACCOUNTS! YOU WILL NEVER KNOW MY MAIN!”
“Ah, summer break. A time for leisure-”
“No. What…the fuck?”
“Ugh, oh god…Urgh, what the fuck happened last night?”
“Okay everybody shut up, shut up. Shut up. Shut up! Shut up!! SHUT UP!!!”
“I can’t believe he came to his intervention drunk.”
“I’m in the middle of nowhere again.”
“You’re not my DAD, don’t fucking tell me what to DO!”
“Yeah, extra mayo! Just the way I like it!”
“Please behave yourself.”
“You got a gross bat face.”
“Oh my god. That’s - that’s Lovecraftian!”
“YOU DONE DID IT NOW.”
“[Name]! You need to calm down.”
“I wanna live my life. And you! You. YOU. YOU. I’M SO SICK OF YOU.”
“And that’s why I…am the TRUE owner of the world.”
“You shall revel in nothing but destruction.”
“Oh my god, what are we DOING?”
“Nice reference. I also love Star Trek.”
“Aw, [Name], hand me another drink.”
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fandomoblivion · 5 years ago
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Ella Enchanted (part one)
Fandom: Stranger Things season 3
Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader
Summary: (Y/N), also known as Nine, was a girl being experimented on all her life by the Hawkins Lab, conditioned into following every command her brain heard. She managed to escape the lab, with the help of her little sister Eleven, and was taken in by Hopper. Now, it’s a year later, and the three of them are a happy family. She just got her first job, where she works alongside Steve “The Hair” Harrington… who her father doesn’t much like.
Warnings: Swearing
Word Count: 1,570
Notes: Part one! Here we gooo!
prologue
“Bye Hopper!” You called, giving the old grump sitting in his Lazy Boy a kiss on the top of his head. 
“Bye, Kid. Be safe.”
“You know I always am. And please, don’t spy on them all day.” You said, referring to El and Mike, alone in the bedroom the two of you shared.
“Eh. No guarantees. Have a good first day.”
“Thanks.” And, with that, you were out of the house. You didn’t know how to drive yet, so you had to leave extra early to be able to walk all the way to the Starcourt Mall, where you’d be on your feet for a couple more hours, before walking home again.
This was your first day at the ice cream place, and you were psyched to say the least. Your uniform was in your bag so you could change there--no way in hell you were walking over wearing it, listening to your Walkman and excited beyond words to start being a normal teenager.
When you got to Scoops Ahoy, you walked up to the girl who had previously met when your boss interviewed you. Her name was Robin, and she greeted you with a kind smile. 
“Hey (Y/N)! First day, right?” You just nodded, still not super comfortable with human interactions yet… even though you were about to work in customer service. “Well, I should introduce you to our shift partner, Lord Himbo himself, Mr. Steve Harrington.”
The shudders behind her opened, revealing a guy with very… tall hair. He had on a wide smile, which dropped when he saw your face. He replaced it quickly, though, and Robin didn’t even seem to notice. You for sure did, though. 
“Hi there. Steve Harrington.” 
“I’m (Y/N).” You said quietly. You held up your bag with the uniform in it and asked, “Is there a…” 
“Yeah, there are bathrooms in the back,” Robin replied. You thanked her, went, and got changed. 
And your shift had begun. Honestly, it was pretty easy. Robin and Steve worked like a well-oiled machine, you could pretty much sit back, watch, and take notes in your mind. 
When your shift was almost over, you and Robin were at the counter together, making awkward small talk, when a boy with dark hair came up and rang the bell repeatedly, continuing after you had acknowledged his presence. He looked familiar, you just couldn’t place the face.
Robin sighed. “Hey, Dingus! Your children are here!”
Steve opened the back window. “Again? Seriously?” The boy said nothing, and just hit the bell again. “Alright, come on. Don’t let people see you.” Steve said, ushering them into the back. 
“Hey! Mike!” You said cheerfully, smiling at him. He just looked at you and gave an awkward smile.
“Steve sometimes likes to use his privileges here to help his friends that are like eighth graders for some reason.” 
“Yeah… that’s my little sister’s boyfriend.”
And things were back to normal, until the lights flickered and went out a few minutes later. You jumped slightly, remembering all the times lights flickering were associated with otherworldly things. You had to remind yourself now, that these lights were just lights. 
“That’s weird.” Steve mumbled. He went and flicked the light switch, but nothing happened. 
Robin crossed her arms. “That isn’t gonna work, Dingus.” 
“Oh really?” Steve asked, before flicking the light as fast as he could. 
“I don’t think they’re turning back on.” You whispered, hugging your arms to yourself.
Steve groaned and put his hands on his hips, assessing the situation. “Alright. You guys can go home, if you want. Shifts are almost over, I can cover until we close.” 
“Hey, thanks, doof.” Robin said. You nodded in agreement and went into the bathroom to change with Robin. “So, how was your first day?” 
“Good.”
“You’re not much of a talker, are you?”
You shrugged. “I talk when I want.” 
“Do you want a ride home? If all the lights are out, it’s gonna be a difficult walk.”
You shook your head. “That’s alright.” 
Robin laughed. “Nah, come on. Let me give you a ride home.” 
Your brain went fuzzy, as it did whenever you heard a command. You couldn’t think or do anything, and you heard the words “Okay, thank you,” come out of your mouth. 
When you two finished changing, you bid Steve farewell, and Robin drove you home. It was a nice drive. She mostly talked about the mall: what to expect from the job, how to read different customers, the works. When she dropped you off, she made a joke about you living in the middle of nowhere. You did your best to laugh.
“Thanks for the ride.”
“Don’t mention it.” Okay, you wouldn’t. “I’ll see you tomorrow, yeah?”
“Yeah.”
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The next day was the same. You walked to work, changed, and tried your best to help out. Steve tried flirting with different customers, but the uniform, along with the cocky personality, set him back far too much.
Just as another pretty girl walked away, giggling to her friend, Robin opened the back window and slid a whiteboard into view. You walked over from the corner to see what it said. It was a T-chart, with “YOU RULE” with an empty column under it, and “YOU SUCK” with five tally marks.
“And another one bites the dust,” Robin said, drawing another tally mark. Steve just scoffed. “You are oh-for-six, Popeye.”
“Yeah, yeah, I can count.” Steve retaliated.
“You know that means you suck.” You said, laughing.
Steve glared at you. Robin laughed. “Exactly!”
“Yeah, I can read too!” He huffed.
Robin put the whiteboard away. “Since when?” 
“It’s this stupid hat. I’m telling you, it’s totally blowing my best feature.” 
You paused. “Which is…?”
“My hair!”
“Yeah, company policy is a real drag.” Robin said, leaning through the window. You moved to stand next to Steve, so you were all around the window. How cute. “You know, it’s a crazy idea, but have you considered telling the truth?”
“Oh, you mean that I couldn’t even get into Tech and my douchebag dad’s trying to teach me a lesson, I make three bucks an hour, and I have no future? Hm? That truth?
“People don’t always like the truth.” You said, knowing from your stupid curse.
“Ah, shut up.” Steve groaned. Damn it. You hated it when people said that, because you couldn’t talk until they left, or until you were told another command. El used this tactic whenever the two of you would fight, since she couldn’t really leave, you couldn’t talk. 
“Hey, twelve o’clock.” Robin said, pointing behind the two of you. You looked behind you, at the cash register, and a group of pretty girls were walking up. 
“Oh shit. Oh shit. Okay, uh… I’m going in. And you know what?” Steve took off his hat and threw it at Robin. “Screw company policy.”
“My god, you’re a whole new man.” Robin said sarcastically. You quickly went and joined Robin in the back, watching Steve with her. 
“Ahoy ladies!” Steve yelled, making the girl in front yelp. “Didn’t see you there! Would you guys like to set sail on this ocean of flavor with me? I’ll be your captain. I’m Steve Harrington.” The girls laughed nervously. You and Robin just watched in awe. “Can I get you guys a little taste of the Cherries Jubilee? No? Anybody? Banana Boat? Four people, four spoons? Share it in the booth? Anybody? It’s hot out there!”
Robin rolled her eyes and added a seventh tally to the board. 
The girls just laughed and walked away. Steve groaned, running his hands over his face. “Damn it!” He said, joining the two of you in the back. “What’s wrong with me?” He asked, looking at you.
Robin laughed. “Yeah, (Y/N), tell him what’s wrong with him.” 
Your brain went fuzzy and you heard yourself say, “You hold yourself to a standard you can’t meet.” 
Steve looked surprised and Robin snickered. “Shit, too real.” Her head perked up when she heard the bell being rung by a customer. “Be right back, guys.” She left the two of you back there, alone for the first time.
“Sorry.” You said.
“Nah, nah. I did ask. I’m just… Where do I know you from? Did you go to Hawkins High?” You shook your head. “Do you have a sibling at the middle school? I might have seen you.”
“No. Do you?”
“Well, no, but I have a friend who goes there. I don’t know, maybe I might have seen you while dropping him off.”
“My little sister’s dating Mike Wheeler.” You said, remembering that Steve took Mike into the back room the previous day.
“Mike’s girlfriend… El. Wait, El?! Your sister is Eleven?!” You nodded. “That’d make you one of the-”
Robin opened the window. “Hey, dingus, there’s a girl here who you might have a shot with.” You looked up and saw a girl walking in. Oh, you understood the joke. She’s in middle school.
“Ha ha. Very funny.” Steve said, rolling his eyes. Robin shrugged and closed the window. There was a long pause. “Are you?” He asked quietly. You held out your wrist reluctantly. “009.” Steve read to himself. “Fuck. You got out?” You nodded. He let out a breathy laugh. “Shit. Well then,” he said, drawing up two chairs to the little table back there. “Tell me your story.”
Fuzzy mind.
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mothers-little-pistols · 5 years ago
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Incorrect Quote Dump (1/?)
Warning, this post is so fucking long.
Thrill, writing in his diary: February twenty-eighth, 2020. Today I watched a crewmate fall and eat shit.
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Widow: GO TO BED! Kit: NO! Widow: JUST GO TO BED! IT'S TWO AM AND YOU CAN'T BE AWAKE THIS LATE IN THE ZONES! Kit: WATCH ME!
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Ghoul: So you all fucked up pretty badly. Good luck finding new tires for this thing. Kit: *scoff* I think the ones we have are fine for at least another fourty miles. Ghoul: *pointing to the blown-out tires that have all but shredded off the rims* You fucking fubar'd the tires on this and you think it can go for another fourty miles!? Toxin: *cackles* Kit: You both shut up.
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Jet: Wait a minute. Jet: Share...skill... Jet: *inhales* AA-
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Poison: So what exactly do you and your little band of assholes do? Kit: *looking at the chaos that is the Pistols* Tss...ooh...hard question...auh...?
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*after they find the Zone Four motel* Kit: *enjoying a cold shower for the first time in a while* Poison: *opens the door and walks in* Kit: Who the fuck's there? Poison: It's me, I have to piss. Kit: Ok, you do that. Try anything and I'll shoot you though. Poison: Whatever. *silence* Kit: Flush that toilet and I'll shoot you. *silence* *toilet flushes* Kit: *is sprayed with boiling hot water* POISON-
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Thrill: I am your God now! Bring me your virgins! Ghoul: What virgins? We're all sluts here. Jet: Who's 'we'? Ghoul: *points at Poison* Poison: Hey!
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Kobra: So what are we doing out here exactly? Poison: Kit wanted us to find something called the... Poison: *takes off glove and looks at smudged writing on hand* Poison: ‘ Hellements of Armony’.
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Toxin: *scurrying through The Zones* Squeedly-dee, stay out of the desert!
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Widow: So, ok, I go over to Poison's room. Here I was expecting their PC to have burned down because of all the decomposing moth carcasses in their CPU fan. But no. I was not that lucky.
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Kit: *drunk and draping herself into Kobra's arms* Oh doctor! What's the diagnosis? Kobra: *sighing and playing along* You're horny for Poison... Kit: Oh my! Horny for Poison, you say? Well, do you have a cure? Kobra: *dropping her and walking away* Yeah, leaving me the fuck out of this.
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Poison: *obviously drunk* BATTERY CITY! CAN SUCK! MY! D- Kobra: *slaps his hand over their mouth* And that's enough tequila for you. Poison: *muffled* LET ME SPEAK!
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Widow: Thots on Val Velocity? Poison: So Val has thots now. Kit: Crawling all over him like weevils. Jet: I think they're the Ultra Vs, actually.
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Widow: Why don't you listen to Cherri Cola's Poetry Corner and maybe you'll calm down.
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Poison: *is fucking dead* Thrill: Thrill: Wake up, piss boy.
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Toxin: Are you fucking stupid? Kit: How long have you been friends with me? Toxin: Three years? Kit: Am I stupid, Tox? Toxin: Maybe a little bit. Kit: It's ok, you can call me an idiot. Toxin: Yeah, you're a fucking dumbass.
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Widow: *after settling an argument* Court dismissed, bring in the dancing lobsters.
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Poison: Hold on. Poison: *leaves the motel and stands outside* Poison: *SCREAMS* Kit: Kit: I'm fucking that.
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Poison: FOR THE LAST TIME! Poison: STOP CALLING ME 'PISS JACKET'! Ghoul: IT SMELLS LIKE PISS! Poison: IT'S COLOGNE! Jet: Are you sure though? Poison: Ghoul: Jet: Poison: Fuck yourself.
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Kobra: Hey, Poison, check this out. Poison: *fiddling with their raygun* Hang on, I'm busy. Kobra: Hey, look at me. Poison: Give me a second. Kobra: I'm more important, give me attention. Poison: I said give me a God damn second. Kobra: I'm getting very upset. Poison: I don't give a fuck how upset you are. I said give me a second. Poison: *puts their raygun down* Hello, what is it? Kobra: *points to his helmet upside down on top of his head* I can balance a helmet on my head.
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Poison: *standing in Kit's doorway* I'm sad, can I lay on your floor for a sec?
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Jet: *standing outside* Don't you come in this room, Korse, I will dust your ass.
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Thrill: Party Piss Jacket Peepee Pants Penishead Poison, will you please come here? Poison: *>:(*
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Widow: Can I ask you something? Kit: What's good? Widow: Why are you such a whore? Kit: Drive sidestreet and get dusted.
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Kit: *yelling into the other room* Jet! Jet Star! Jet: *doesn't respond*  Kit: Destroya damnit. Thrill: JETTY! Jet: *looks up* What? Kit: You wanna get food? Jet: Huh? Kit: Do you wanna obtain edible substances? Jet: What? Thrill: YOU WANT FOOD!? Jet: Oh, yeah, I do! Kit: Then come outside, there's an angel cake in the next Zone over! Jet: Make me. Thrill: SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GET FOOD! Jet: Alright.
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Thrill: *flipping Kit off with both hands* Kit: Thanks, Thrill! *:D* Thrill: Fuck you! *:D*
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Ghoul: They broke it, they blew up the school, they own a trenchcoat, they have a gun- Poison: This started about Diamond accidentally stepping on my headphones.
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Kobra: I overheard Poison yelling at Toxin about banana bread and something about 'I've made a shitload of banana bread, don't you dare put that much sugar in it, it'll be grainy as shit-' Thrill: I think we should regulate humans...with guns...
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Toxin: Skibidefuck!
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Kobra: *takes off his helmet* Toxin: He looks like a baby. He looks like a literal infant. I wanna caress his cheek and put him in a crib and sing him lullabies. FF and MLP: Toxin, what the f u c k?
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Kobra: No one here is gonna make fun of you. Except he might. Ghoul: Yeah, I might.
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Pony: *tries to create a sense of calm by lighting incense only to discover that the sticks were sparklers* Widow: That's painfully on-brand, actually.
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The Girl: *whispering into walkie talkie* Poison, the Pistols are drinking beer, I need you to come pick me up-
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Ghoul: Hey Poison, do you think I can get this egg into that jar without it cracking? Poison: No. Ghoul: *throws it at Kobra* Guess you were right.
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Toxin: Dude, I thought you could do a kickflip. Ghoul: I can! I can! I did one this morning!
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Val: Hey Vaya, do you have any gum? Vaya: *spits their gum out at him* Val: *blinks* Ok then- Vamos, do you have any gum? Vamos: *spits their gum out at him*
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Kit: *walking into Ghoul's room* Hey Toxin, Ghoul- Oh, you guys are doing dress rehearsal. Shiny. Auh, I'm gonna go to Tommy Chow Mein's shop real quick, you guys need anything? Hair dye, Power Pup?
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Widow: *holding up a jack-o-lantern* I made a goblin, what'd you guys make? Toxin: *holding her pumpkin turned into a bong* I made a kick-ass bong. Widow: ...creative! Diamond: *cutting a hole in theirs* I'm gonna fuck this pumpkin.
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Ghoul: *looking through a telescope* I love this Zone! Widow and Kit: *play wrestling in the dirt* Poison: Lemme see- *looks through telescope in the other direction* Kobra and Toxin: *fucking on the hood of the M240* Poison: Gorgeous.
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Diamond: *has been staring at the same ray gun for the past thirty minutes* Tommy Chow Mein: Buy something or fuck off.
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Val: Hey guys. Good alternative recycling; when you're done with a glass bottle, eat it. Fucking eat the bottle.
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Kobra: *reading sign outside the shower* No shoes, no shirt, no pants, no socks, no underwear. Kobra: Ok, I think I'm good. *gets in*
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Widow: Look at the buns on that guy. Jet: *laying on the ground covered in burger buns* Korse: This is the comedy police, the joke's too funny! Widow: *holding her ray gun* I'M NOT GOING BACK TO THE ICEBOX-
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Jet: *while he's in tears* It's a mental break down... Jet: *plays kazoo to the tune of Final Countdown*
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Dr. Death Defying: What'cha doing on the roof, Tommy? Tommy Chow Mein: *on the roof of his shop* I lost a frisbee. Dr. Death Defying: Are you smoking battery acid up there? Tommy Chow Mein: ...yeah.
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Pony: Keep drinking, Val, don't be boring! God! Pony: *to Diamond* I want him to fucking pass out so someone finally notices me.
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Poison: *wearing the Mousekat head while they’re standing in the empty hotel pool* Thrill: What the fuck? There's a furry in the pool. Poison: *raises their ray gun* Thrill: AA-
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Ghoul: *sliding into the trans-AM* What's up, pussy? Poison: How do you know what I ate yesterday? Ghoul: Poison: Ghoul: Yeah, you right. Poison: *starts the car* Mhm.
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Poison: *driving* Diamond: *in the backseat* POISON! Poison: Yep-? Yeah-?? Diamond: *pointing out the back window* LOOK! *there's a car full of Draculoids on their tail* Poison: OH! OH FUCK! floors it NO, NO, NO, NO! NO-
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Val: *lays on the floor* Ooh, I'm exhausted. Thrill: Yeah, you're really sweaty. Val: You should've seen the other guy- Girl- Your mom- What? Thrill: What? Val: What?
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Dr. Death Defying: *coming in at three AM over the radio* Stop it. Get some help.
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Jet: I'm gonna tell you what I don't do. I don't know shit, I don't get stuff, and I don't understand things.
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Thrill: So you'll do it? Kit: Yeah, man, I'll dust him. Thrill: For how much? Kit: How about thirty? Thrill: Thirty thousand carbons? Kit: *spits out drink*
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Widow: Can you sing the song? Dr. Death Defying: *singing* Shut the fuck and go to sleep- Widow: Thanks *:>*
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Toxin: *wielding a water gun* Put the carbons in the bag, right now- Tommy Chow Mein: That's a water gun. Toxin: *throws it at him* Tommy Chow Mein: Ow! Fine, asshole, just take it-
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Val: *walking out of the V's hideout* Last one out is a stupid idiot! The V's: *have been standing outside for the past hour*
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*before they got with the Pistols* Tommy Chow Mein: *over the loudspeaker* Would the owner of the lime green Honda please come to the front desk. Diamond: *walking over* Are my lights on? Tommy Chow Mein: No, I just wanted to see what you looked like. Your car's fucking ugly.
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Poison: You ready for the best night ever? Widow: You mean sleepy time tea and a good night's sleep? Poison: ...we're going to a Mad Gear concert. Widow: ...I already made the tea.
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Dr. Death Defying: *over the loudspeaker* Attention shoppers, our store closes in ten fucking minutes. Get your shit and let's fucking go. Tommy Chow Mein: *distantly* Hey, you don't fucking work here-
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Diamond: Pony is so annoying. Pony: *outside the window of their room* I heard you were talking shit about me- Diamond: WE ARE ON THE THIRD FLOOR-
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Toxin: 'Tommy Chow Mein' is short for 'Thomas Chowder Mainstreet'. Tommy Chow Mein: Get the fuck out.
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Diamond: *a sand pup* What up? I'm Diamond, I'm nineteen, and I never fuckin' learned how to read.
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Ghoul: *looms over Diamond* Diamond: *looks up from writing in a notebook* Ghoul: Diamond: Ghoul: Diamond: Diamond: I'm writing porn, what the fuck do you want? Ghoul: *loses it and fucks off*
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*at dinner* Jet: Short-ass. Poison: Cuck. Jet: Fuck you. Poison: No, fuck you. Jet: Eat shit and live. Poison: You look like you bite deodorant sticks. Jet: *holds up bowl* I will cut your hair to look like this. Poison: GHOUL, HE THREATENED ME-
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Val: *wild cackling* I GOT ANOTHER HEADSHOT! *cackling continues*
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Toxin: Oh Destroya. You don't think- Ghoul: By the way it's looking, Tox, I'd say Val's a dirty... Toxin: Oh Destroya- Ghoul: Collectivizing... Toxin: No- Ghoul: Gemini. Toxin: GEMINI! GEMINI! Ghoul: Yeah, go get him, Toxin! Toxin: REEEE- *runs in Val's direction* *screaming*
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Toxin: *holding her pet possum* Yeah, and spray him down with that shit in the bottle there. Kobra: *reading the label* For fleas and ticks, huh? Ghoul: *starts laughing in the distance* I'm sorry, for a sec I thought you said 'fleas and piss'! *laughter continues*  Thrill: We could get some of that for Poison then! *laughs* Toxin: *quietly* Party 'Piss Jacket' Poison.
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Diamond: *walking down to the kitchen* Fuck it, I'm hungry enough that I'll eat the stale cereal. Jet: It's five AM, also that cereal is beyond fucking stale. Diamond: *disappearing into the kitchen* I'll probably hate myself afterwards but, eh, am hungy.
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Widow: Kit, I think your dress rehearsal partner is gonna slap me. Kit: ...I'm sorry? I can't really stop 'em. Poison: *raises hand* Widow: AA-
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Kobra: It's almost six in the morning. What the fuck? Jet: Hi, almost six in the morning. I'm dead. Kobra: *-_-* Kobra: *0_0*
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*in the Nest* Val: *sits down with a can of Power Pup* Toxin: You happy? Val: Mhm. Toxin: Good. Your happiness distracts from the fact that I poisoned that Power Pup. Val: Good. I don't like my foods unpoisoned.
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Vaya: *eating a piece of bread* This bread is, like, on the precipice of being stale. Vamos: That sucks. Vaya: Yeah. Vamos: I wouldn't be too happy. Vaya: Yeah, it's the worst snack I've had the misfortune of eating. Vamos: Then stop? Vaya: No, I hate myself and therefore I'm gonna finish it. Also Val would kick my ass if I wasted food. Val: *from the next room* I would! Vaya: See? Vamos: Fine, finish your fuckin' bread.
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Thrill: You- You've been- Been- You've been- You've been hit with a distraction spell. Thrill: *punches Val in the thigh* Val: OW, YOU FUCKER- Thrill: *gets up and runs*
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Val: *opens pack of fruit snacks with teeth* Poison: *intense stare* Val: ...what? Poison: *points at fruit snacks* Val: No. Mine. Poison: I will fucking dismember you, give them to me.
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Ghoul: I don't see how you can sleep with that fucking blanket. I tried to once and it was so fucking hot. It also weighs more than me, probably. Poison: *curled up in a blanket* It's not my fault you're cold-blooded. Ghoul: *hisses* Jet: What'd you say about the cold-blooded? Poison: I was talking about Ghoul. Jet: Ah. Ghoul: Yeah, Jetty, you're friends with a reptilian. Kobra: *quietly* You're not Leafy. *the other three lose it*
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Poison: *slaps Kit's ass* Night! Poison: *goes to their room*
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Kobra: *walking up to his room* Widow: Why is it that whenever he walks on stairs, it sounds like the stairs are trying to eat him? Kobra: *turns around and squints*
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Diamond: Eugh, this off-brand ramen tastes like ass. Widow: Yeah, it really does. Diamond: If it's not Better Living brand, it's not ramen. Widow: That's what I told Thrill. Of course, I was ignored. Kit: Thrill has small pea brain.
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Val: Fight me. Ghoul: No. Val: Fight me. Ghoul: Diamond already tried to fight me in the kitchen, I don't wanna fight anybody else. Val: Beat my ass. Ghoul: I cannot. Val: Why? Ghoul: Ghoul: I'm small.
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Toxin: Hey, I said Kobra was cute, I didn't say he was smart. Kit: That...applies to me... Kit: Why does that apply to me??
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Toxin: *licks Kobra's cheek* Diamond: Don't lick that, you don't know where it's been! Kobra: *>:(*
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Poison: I'm too sober to be having this conversation! Toxin: No, we're having this conversation! What the fuck do you mean!?
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Val: I suck? I suck?? You died! You died! You just died and you’re saying I suck???
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Cherry, cherry
For Lukanette February 2020. Links of their clothes will be on their names as or before I describe them.
DAYS: 6 (cherry), 15 (satisfied), 23 (gasping for air)
Guess who’s baaaaaack! Just gonna... leave this here. Sorry if I still have inconsistent verb tenses, and no - I’ve never been kissed to know just how accurate I might be 🙈.
The sun was dedicatedly giving their heads a golden crown of sunlight, but only if they were brave enough to venture out of the shade. There wasn’t much wind other than the occasional gust blowing through their hair, but it was still not enough to cool them off. The dark-haired couple have spread themselves out on two separate lounge chairs at the beach, one in blue and the other red. Both teens are dressed up in their swimming attire, the lack of covered skin a reprieve from the heat of the summer. Marinette is in her one-piece scalloped swimsuit of teal colour with floral patterns, while Luka is in his black boardshorts with a red drawcord.
“Lukaaaaaaa…” said Marinette, “it’s so hoooooooot.” She fans herself with one hand while the other busies itself with grabbing onto said young man beside her.
“Hmmm… it’s summer so, it’s supposed to be hot.” Luka replies, his eyes closed in an attempt to block out the sun. Marinette had provided him with his own pair of sunglasses, but he had refused. 10 minutes into that decision, and he is close to concluding that he may have made a mistake. It appears that the sun had no plans on hiding behind the clouds any time soon, shade or no.
Marinette, on the other hand, was wise enough to wear hers the minute her feet touched the sand. She was all too happy to lie down on the lounge chair, even if it meant risking sunburn. It took her boyfriend a good five minutes to fully convince her that sunscreen was mandatory, even if they had already set up the beach umbrella that was sort of protecting them from the sun. Global warming is never anyone’s aesthetic.
Her hand finds his, interlocking and swaying them a little. She squeezes his hand, and he retaliates in the same manner. Luka’s eyes remain closed, but a quick glance tells Marinette that the crinkling at the side of his eyes are all she needs to know that he’s enjoying it.
“I’m thirsty, can you hand me a bottle please?” she asks. His eyes open, blinking to adjust to the brightness outside of the confines of his eyelids, and reaches to the open cooler to his right with his free hand. He rummages for a few seconds before successfully pulling out a cold bottle of water. After making sure he has a tight enough grip on the drink, he quickly offers it to her. She lets out a squeal of indignation, taken by surprise by the sudden spray of cold droplets on her exposed skin.
“LukaaaaAAaaaAA!”
“I didn’t do it on purpose, Sweets.”
She pouts without saying another word, and he chuckles as she drinks her water while she gives him a glare (not that he could see it anyway, but a glare was a glare and he knew). Marinette quenches her thirst with a couple of gulps, offering the still open bottle to Luka. He drinks his own share and puts the bottle back in the cooler with only half of its content remaining. Marinette raises her sunglasses to her head, and she takes a good look of their surrounding without removing her hand from Luka’s grip.
“Where do you think they are?”
“I’m sure those two will be back any second now.” As if summoned by her brother’s words, Juleka appears behind them with Rose beside her. The taller girl is wearing a purple high-neck halter one-piece swimsuit. Her partner is in a pastel pink two-piece with tiny heart prints, the top resembling a tube with thin strings holding it while the bottom has a novel tie resting on her waist. Both are holding onto a large banana split boat filled with sliced bananas, a generous number of ice cream scoops, chocolate syrup, whipped cream, a shower of sprinkles, and topped with bright red cherries.
“We’re back!” Rose exclaims, happily handing out the boat in her hands to Marinette’s eagerly awaiting ones, letting go of her boyfriend’s hand. She points to the small spoons planted on either side of the boat for her friends to see and proceeds to take a spoonful of strawberry ice cream from Juleka’s boat.
“What took you so long?” Luka asks as his eyes meets his sister’s.
“The line was kind of long.” She replies, handing out the boat to her girlfriend so she could tie her hair in a high ponytail. She looked to be struggling and Marinette decided to help her out.
“Oh, here!” Marinette hands out the boat to Luka, stands up, and takes the hair-tie from her friend. Her tongue sticks out as she concentrates on her tying up Juleka’s thick hair, nodding in acceptance as she takes in the result. “There, feel any better?”
“Yeah. I should’ve tied it before while we were in line. Thanks, Mari.” Juleka gives her a small smile before approaching Rose who was happily devouring her half of the split (hehehe).
“Anytime, Jules.” Marinette settles back onto her chair, taking hold of her spoon once more as she eats the banana split in satisfaction. Scoop after scoop, she relishes at the sweetness and coolness of the dessert that was mostly melting away the more it stayed under the influence of the summer heat. Luka, on the other hand, took his sweet time (hurhur) snacking on his fair share. But if there was one thing he couldn’t wait to get to, it was those red and plump cherries perched on top of the softening scoops of ice cream. Its glossy skin shone as if the sun was reflecting off of it, their stems curved at just the right angle. There were no weird bruises around it, nor any sunken surface. Was it possible to get the most perfect cherries? Apparently so.
The real problem was, there were only five of them and he wasn’t the only one waiting for the perfect time to devour the sweet fruits. Marinette was sweet incarnate, and it was dangerous to take away her rights to something as delicious as cherries. Sure, there were strawberries and peaches and pomegranates and mangoes and blueberries, but cherries were another matter.
Both of them grab a cherry each, slowly relishing the ripeness. They revel at the sweetness of the fruit, seemingly a perfect blend even with all of the sugar that the frozen dessert provides. Their lips and tongues are tainted a pretty red, a testament to their indulgence of a tiny thing. They take more of the ice cream until they think that enough was had before the second taking of their cherries. Scoops, licks, dollops and many spoonsful later, and it was now down to the fifth and last one. Juleka and Rose are of a similar predicament, more engrossed in their chatter than to bother who was eating what and how much. They did not share the same sentiment of the red fruit, but it was Rose who triumphed at having the last one.
Between Luka and Marinette, there was what occurred to be a stand-off on who was to have the red glorious treasure sitting in the middle of melted cream, trails of chocolate syrup slowly descending from their place among the walls of the boat, swallowing strays of sprinkles on their journey. Both of their eyes meet the other, a silent wager of war provoking one of them to dare take action – to dare take hold of the last cherry and claim victory.
It must’ve been influenced by her many encounters with akumas that allowed Marinette the confidence to take quick action. She had taken her beloved by surprise, enough so that he doesn’t realize her mouth has already caged the fruit until it was too late for him to reach for it as well. Or so she thought.
Without a moment’s hesitation, he leans his face closer to hers, fanning her face with his breaths. She looks at his all too close lips that were stained by something sweet, and it was all she could before Luka nudges her nose with his. Marinette’s eyes widen as her cheeks flush in rapid progression. She stiffens as Luka takes hold of her right shoulder and the back of her head to support it, and she tingles in anticipation.
Was it possible to get any warmer, what with the new wave of warmth taking over her? On instinct, Marinette parts her lips just as Luka’s descends upon hers. The beach is a crowded and public space, and yet she hears nothing but the hitching of their breaths. His touch sends shivers and tingles through her whole body. His lips melds with hers, its softness showering her entire being with nothing but pure satisfaction. Marinette isn’t sure when her hands start moving, but she relents to its busy task of caressing every bit of his exposed skin. His tongue brushes against her bottom lip, she gasps from her need to breathe, and he takes advantage of the opening. If they were not sitting, Marinette is sure that her knees would’ve given up the moment she felt Luka taste the cherry she had in her mouth. She squeaks as she remembers where they are, that people could be watching, that his sister and her girlfriend could be watching, but at the moment she really didn’t want to care if he keeps on kissing her like this.
Her tongue touches his, and he tenses a little at the shock of her boldness. He continues his assault on her, one hand slowly going down to the dip of her waist and tightening their grip, pushing her much closer, and the other threading through her hair carefully to avoid disturbing her sunglasses. Was it even possible to get her any closer to him? To have her skin touch his any closer, when there was nothing left in between them but the bare amount of clothes they had called swimsuits? Surely there was a way? Such a problem it was, for Luka was feeling the consequences of dangerous thoughts trying to push its way to out of his inhibitions.
Not here. Not now. Marinette needed appreciation, not public humiliation.
He finally decides to relinquish himself of her, a small trail of saliva hanging onto their lips. His eyes lazily draw down to her chin, where saliva was also threatening to fall, and his thumb reaches up to wipe it off her perfectly flushed face that was evidently not from the sun’s heat. He notices how her eyes are dazed, her panting as loud as the waves crashing by the shore. Her hands had stopped in their quest to paint a pattern of contentment but were still touching his skin. She appears to be daydreaming, and Luka couldn’t be happier to know that he has this kind of effect on her.
He swallows and sees her eyes follow the movement of his throat. He can’t help but let out a small chuckle at the sight of temptation personified in front of him. She looks wonderful in teal, but even better with hints of red on her skin, revealing the constellations of freckles planted along the plains of her skin. He still hears the loud pounding of his heart, and he wonders she hears it, too.
“L-Lukaaa?” She slurs a little with her speech, yet he straightens himself and pays close attention to his tiny beloved. “L-Lu…”
“Y-yes, sweets?”
“W-why…what did you…?” she’s gasping for more air still, her eyes looking like the ocean water, darkened slightly with desire.
“You got selfish with the cherry. I just had to taste it, too.” He’s still out of breath, but he’s glad to speak more coherently compared to her.
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