This was it. All he had to do was nail the turn and victory would be within his grasp.
“Come on, come on,” Robbie muttered, his hands sweaty as he swerved his Charger around the bend.
“Beep, beep, coming through!” Daisy giggled from beside him.
What had once been open road before him was soon replaced with the behind of her bright cherry red 1970 Chevelle SS 454.
“Shit!” Robbie gunned his car forward, but the damage was done. Daisy’s Chevelle crossed the finish line with him only a few feet behind.
“Boom! What! What!” Daisy jumped up, waving her controller victoriously in the air. Robbie groaned as he tossed his controller on to the coffee table and sank back against the couch.
It was early Saturday afternoon, and it had been the first time in a while that the both of them were free of any world-saving duties. He had invited her to hang out at his house for the weekend, and somehow, they ended up getting into playing some of Gabe’s old racing video games. Robbie had gone easy on her at first, but he quickly found out that, as usual, Daisy wasn’t one to be underestimated. What had started as a casual game, quickly became a fierce and heated competition between the two of them.
can you do a steamy fic about bam and matt pretty please with sugar lumps on top?
26 Challenge: Prompt- see message above
(Dear Anon, I know you asked for just Matt and Bam, but i liked this idea so much, I included all five guys. Hope that doesn’t dissapoint you!)
When Matt got a crazy idea in his head, nothing could stop him from executing it. Even his VERY reluctant brothers…..
“C’mon guys! It’ll be fun!
“You’ll enjoy it, I promise!”
“It’s not that big of a deal, you guys!”……
Got countered by……..
“It’s just weird, Matt.” (Gabe)
“Sounds rather gross to me.”(Noah)
“I refuse to participate in this idiotic idea.” (Bam)
“What if the girls see us? They shouldn’t be exposed to something like that!” (All four of the guys)
Matt pouted. But then the wheels started turning……If they had a private place, like a little shack or shed, maybe the others would be into it?
So Matt got to work. With Kenny’s help he scavenged enough supplies to build a little shed. At a stunning 10x10, the little structure was just big enough for the five guys, plus their “supplies”.
When he revealed the building to the others, Gabe and Bear instantly went for it. After a little pestering Bam gave in, too. Noah on the other hand completely stuck his nose up at the suggestion, instead deciding to indulge in some private sessions later.
Across Brown town, Birdy was disgusted at her brothers. Rainy on the other hand, was not convinced.
“Birdy, you’re over reacting.”
“Really? I am?”
“Okay…..so ‘it’ll be nice and private’ sounds innocent to you?”
“Well…yeah. Kind of.”
“ ‘I’ve got the supplies, we’ll need’….sure that’s normal?”
“Well i could be-…..”
“ ‘IT’S NOT GAY IF WE KEEP OUR EYES CLOSED.’ is not something brothers say to each other!”
“Okay… I don’t have a comeback for that.”
Walking to the shack, they girls could hear laughing and somewhat rude jokes being made. Snatching open the door, the girls scared the ever loving shit out of the guys.
Closest to the door was Gabe, his face covered in a thick black goop.
Bam froze while helping Matt rub a gross looking green mess on his back.
Bear’s eyes flew wide, his face covered in a nasty looking red mask.
All of the guys had their hair held back by headbands, and were naked as the day they came into the world. All the fellas could do was a subtle little thigh clench, and a cupping maneuver to hide themselves.
Matt spoke up. “Girls, could you close the door? You’re letting all the steam out. It’s good for opening the pores, you know.”
Birdy and Rainy just backed out of the door and shut it. Bam smacked Matt in the back of his head.
“See asshole! I told you a spa was a bad idea.”
(A/N: Hope this was steamy enough for you, you sick freak)
<b>Javi:</b> Ok, Gabe, I'm gonna give you some lines to use on Clementine<p/><b>Gabe:</b> I don't want to use lines on Clem<p/><b>Javi:</b> Why not?<p/><b>Gabe:</b> Because girls are gross<p/><b>Clem:</b> You're gross<p/><b>Gabe:</b> You're gross<p/><b>Javi:</b> ♡_♡<p/></p>
Warnings: Swearing, Mild Violence, SlightLucifer x Reader
Word Count: 1752
Reader is already officially mates with Gabriel with all the ceremonies, etc. and can see his wings. He wants to introduce her to his archangel brothers (saying as Lucifer and Michael and Raphael all live together peacefully in heaven). They discover something about the Reader in the process.
What she means: “OH MY FUCKING CHUCK! SAMMY!!!!! SAMMMMMMMMMM!!!!! MY POOR MOOSE! HOW COULD THEY DO THAT TO YOU?!?!?! SAMMMMMY!!! CAS, CHUCK WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!?!?!? GET YOUR FEATHERY ASSBUTTS DOWN HERE AND SAVE SAMMY!!! SAMMMYYYYY!!! LUCI, DOWN BOY! KEEP YOUR PERFECT HANDS OFF OF HIM! SAM BABY!!! CROWLEY WTF?! DO SOMETHING!!! SAMMMMMMMMM!!! DAMMIT!! THIS IS ALL ROWENA’S FAULT! SHE JUST WANTS LUCI! SAMMY!!! AMARA! DON’T YOU EVER TOUCH DEAN EVER AGAIN! IF YOU FUDGING TOUCH HIM AGAIN, I’LL FUDGING KILL YOU!!! SAM!!! OH MY GOD DEAN!!!! SAMMY!!! MY POOR MOOSE! DON’T CRY!!! DEAN WILL SAVE YOU! OH GOD, DEAN! DEAAAAAAN!!! SAMMY!!! DEAN WILL WIPE AWAY THOSE MOOSE TEARS! AND THAT PROMO LOOKED AMAZING BUT WHERE THE FUCK IS SAM AND DEAN?!?! WHY IS LUCI SANTA?!?! WHAT’S HAPPENING?!?! WAS GABE BEHIND THIS?!?!? I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS!!! SAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!” *GROSS SOBBING*
Cobra Starship- Family Dinner At Ryland’s House (early 2007)
in which ryland has a hideous mustache, alex gets upset that nobody knows how to properly describe the food he made, gabe gets grossed out by the meat juice, and ryland invites his mom to be the new keytarist
He didn’t flinch from the hand, but did cringe at the feel of it. Gross. What a messy hobby. Gabriel had, admittedly, expected it. No one had a job like Sebastian did, pushed drugs, and was content with just that.
Honestly, though, Gabriel hadn’t expected it to this degree. None too politely, he brushed the hand away and wrinkled his nose some at the damp feel of it.
“Is that a legit question or some subtle threat? I can never tell with you, man.” Sebastian looked pretty, well, nuts. Gabriel was torn between the urge to provoke him and the urge to conduct in some minor self-preservation until he could weigh in on just how far he could go with the man when he was in such a volatile state.
“I think you’re a fuckin’ horrible painter and that red is only kind of your color.” he smudged some of the blood across the man’s jaw and shook his head. “I won’t do anything unless I feel like I have to. Even then. Who knows?”